Morgan "Mo" Monprofit's Story

Morgan

'Oh... I am SO happy I'm off that plane! How long could it take! Jesus Christ!' she yanked at the little bagpack on her bag and she flung it onto the ground. They were waiting for their luggage. There were people buzzing everywhere. She needed a drink. She looked around of there were any vending machines in the area but she was out of luck. The only thing she had was a little bit of water left in her bag pack in the bottle she got on the plane. The trip had been long and tiresome. It had taken 16 whole hours to get to London. They departed in New York and had to make a stop in Miami. Miami was very different from New York. They had been there before on tour but still... Morgan loved the people and the culture there. Maybe because it made her think about her grandparents whom both lived in the south. Louisiana.
Everybody was tired she could see. She sighed. How long will it take for our luggage to come through?

James

James fell unto his knees and kissed the dirty floor. He couldn't care less. He was home again! England the beautiful! England the great! England the... Oh, just as he sat unto his knees he felt how tired he was. He took some deodorant out of his bag and sprayed half his body twice. He hadn't had a shower in more than 24 hours and he craved for one realy bad. He hoped the luggage would be there quickly so they all could go to their hotels and sleep the jetlag off. It was 6 AM in London and still the airport was buzzing with people. He saw Morgan sighing. She looked tired, but then again : who didn't. He wondered If his beloved drum kit made it through. He was tired but also psyched because he was finally back in Great Britain.

Morgan

'Here's some chapstick' Dan gave her a bottle of water and a chap stick. She was so glad. Dan always thought of everything. She sighed thankfully at him and blew him a thank you kiss from her hand. She smiled. She felt a whole lot better with some water and something to ease the pain in her lips. Dan said something about coffee. 'Dan, you are my hero! as soon as i have this stupid bag of mine I need some coffee!' Morgan said tired. She was sitting on the floor looking up at the bags starting to flow by.

"I hate to be the one to point out the obvious, but what are we going to do if our instruments aren't on that baggage claim? Because it looks to me like that might happen to us."

Morgan got nervous. What? No. This can't be. You know. This are her clothes and her shower cream and toothbrush and.. oh there it was! A big red case with her name on in black letters. Her heart jumped back in place. But some of the others were still looking for their stuff. I hope everything will be allright!

James

He heard Indiana chuckle as he kissed the grouns. 'Are you laughing at me madame?' he said in a joking over acted british accent. She was leaning on one of the concrete poles that held up the high ceiling. Jay, floors are for your feet, not your mouth, silly. But I guess we're all happy that's over." Zach said while patting him on the back. 'I know I know' James told him. 'haven't you ever been sooo madly happy that you were home you would do anything? It's like being drunk without having touched alcohol : everything is a good idea.'

"I hate to be the one to point out the obvious, but what are we going to do if our instruments aren't on that baggage claim? Because it looks to me like that might happen to us."

James saw the bags flow by. He saw the same one twice... for times even six times. He didn't see his drum kit. His heart started to race and his mind started to panic. Maybe they have a special service for big items! Yes that could be it! I just go and ask the lady over there and she will give me my baby... I mean drum kit! He said to himself.

Morgan

'You want some water Zach'? Morgan asked after she recovered her bag. It was a heavy one. She took out hor bag with deodorant and sprayed some on her. 'Almost as good as new!' Morgan glanced at the journalist. That Annie girl. The manager said she had do come with us. The problem was that Morgan felled watched... as if someone noted everything she did... like in the somg 'every step you take, every move you make, I'll be watching you'. She felt a shiver running over her spine. I hope i'm not going to make a fool of myself when I'm drunk. She planned on partying a lot. She wasn't realy the party girl but she wanted to change that. She wanted to reinvent herself...

James

'THAT'S MY BAG!' James yelled. 'GET IT OFF!' he was a madmenn. The bag came rolling down and went slowely the other side. James was anxious. He was scared. What if the drums were broken? What if they were lost. What if he would never see them again? When he got the bag he opened it and dove up some drumsticks and a can of energy drink. 'want a sip?' he asked Indiana. She looked exhausted. After a while he was so nervous he begann drumming on the floor an on people's bags. It must have been irritating for other people but yes... waiting was boring for everybody. 'Who is missing stuff?' he asked slowely because he noticed other people looking around scared.

Zachary picked up a long, black bag. It was his, he knew this much, but this was simply his clothing and 'essentials', not his guitar. He couldn't find it anywhere. He quickly glanced at many of the bags, but did not see his guitar or anything, a frown beginning to play on his lips because of this. Now he had to figure out what to do if they were going to have his epic skills in the next gig. He ran his hand through his short, brown hair.

"You want some water, Zach?"

The guitarist without a guitar turned to face their singer, Morgan. He quickly changed his frown upside down into a small smile and spoke. "Yes!" he answered rather quickly and enthusiastically, betraying the fact that he hadn't really decided to drink the whole trip because during the flight he had felt sick and moving to get to the bathroom would only have made him feel worse. If it wasn't clear already, Zachary hated flying on a plane, and sometimes he couldn't even manage to keep his lunch or breakfast down on a flight. "Hey, are you missing anything M? I've apparently lost my fifth limb."

Morgan

Oh. I'm not missing anything I have my microph... wait. Oh you're missing your guitar? That's a disaster. When is our next gig? Is someone missing something else? Morgan suddenly realized she was talking too much... again.
Maybe we can go to the luggage claim thingy back there. She pointed at some woman in a stewardess suit at a desk helping other people. Maybe they have a solution or maybe not. In times like these - when things were going wrong on times when they ABSOLUTELY were not supposed to go wrong, she panicked. And she has to stop doing that. 'I'm so sorry... you know how I am... I wish I had your steel nerves' she said and looked at the tips of her shoes. 'We will get your guitar back!'

'Who is missing stuff?' she heard james say in an anxious voice. 'Oh no, not him as well...'

Indiana Scarlett Karver

OOC: sorry guys, I was at work for a few hours, but I read all the posts so i'm caught up now

Everyone seemed to get the same panicked look on their faces when they realized their things weren't coming down the chute. She had her guitar and duffle bag but it looked like Naomi was missing something, Zach was missing his guitar, Dan was missing some of his tech equipment, and lastly her attention was turned to James who seemed to be panicking more than the rest. 'Oh no....' she thought 'His drums are like his children'. She bit her lip out of anxiousness and sat down next to James. "Oh God, yes please." she said, taking the can from his hand and taking a sip.

She raised an eyebrow as her attention was turned to Dan. He seemed to be in pain. She slid her backpack over to him and gestured to the front pocket. "If you need pain meds or anything of the like it's in the front." With a sigh she stood back up and headed over to the help desk with Morgan. "Excuse me, but some of our luggage didn't arrive with us. We're missing quite a few things and it's very important that we get them as soon as possible" she said calmly. The woman behind the desk looked totally uninterested in what she had to say. "The luggage bay in your plane was probably full so your luggage was delayed. I'm sure it will come on the next flight. If you leave the address you'll be staying we'll be happy to ship your luggage to you free of charge." Indiana was a bit surprised by willingness to cooperate. "Yeah that would be awesome." she smiled and then looked at Morgan "Do you know the address of the hotel we're staying at, because I have no idea." then she turned back to the woman "Approximately how long will it take to get it back?" The woman sighed and rolled her eyes. "Anywhere from 3-12 days, depending on when the next flight comes in." Indiana's eyes widened again. They could maybe get by with 3 days but not any more than that. She turned to look at Morgan again, but this time in panic.

[OOC : There's something wrong with the site, some bug or something, can't read my last entered post. So if I was already standing at the desk. I'm realy sorry.]

Morgan

Are you okay, Dan? Morgan saw dan panicking. She didn't have any medication but she wanted to make sure he was okay. Where is the water he gave her? She saw it standing next to James on the floor. As some weird ass ninja she grabbed the flask and ran to Dan, making shure he drank a bit and calmed down. She sometimes had those weird attacks herself. As if your chest was in flames and your head didn't know what to do anymore. And the large amount of people around didn't do it any good... Poor Dan. Are you okay sweaty? she asked him. Indiana who sat next to James was also concerned about our youngest member. She had some pain medication and offered it to him. "If you need pain meds or anything of the like it's in the front." she told him. As soon as Morgan saw he was alright she headed over to the desk where the woman in outfit was standing. Excuse me miss she said hesitating. We miss some stuff... a lot of stuff actually Indiana also came over. The woman asked us what we were missing and the number of our boarding passes. Di, could you get the rest of the people who were missing things because we need some information. . She realy hoped for Zach's and James' sake their instruments would be returned because she didn't want those two to end up in a mental hospital.

James

God, yes please. Indiana said when he offered her the drink. My drums aren't here... he said in a childish depressed kind of way. It was nice to be able to talk to Indiana. Di always seemed to be there for him. It was nice to have her by his side. As much as he enjoyed the very short conversation, Di stood up and went over to Morgan who was talking to the lady at the desk. Just behind him Dan was in pain. Di just offered him some pain medication but James wanted to make shure he was okay. Poor lad.

Indiana Scarlett Carver

Indiana nodded at Morgan's instructions and went back over to the group. She stood between them all and said "If you're missing your stuff head over to the desk with Mo. There's some info we still need to sort through" she headed back over to James and gave him a half smile. "I'm sorry your drums are missing, but the woman told me we should be getting them back soon. They couldn't fit our stuff on our flight" Then her eyes fluttered over to Dan and she extended a hand to him. "Are you feeling well enough to talk to the help desk, or do you want me to do the talking for you?" she asked. He seemed to be in quite a bit of pain and she wondered what caused it. He asked for his ADHD meds like they were the cause but she had never heard of ADHD doing that to someone, but she shrugged it off. 'Maybe anxiety or from the long flight' she thought.

James

"I'm sorry your drums are missing, but the woman told me we should be getting them back soon. They couldn't fit our stuff on our flight" he heard Indiana say. He grabbed her stretched hand to get off the cold floor. He felt beaten. This was the worst that could have happened. Why us? He got up and looked down at Indiana. She was talking to Dan. He looked a little pale. Morgan was standing at the desk and if that was the place where he could try to get his baby back. He walked over to the desk and greeted the little lady behind it. You also lost luggage? she asked in a cheerfull british accent. He nodded. Your luggage is still at Miami airport because the plain was too full. I'm realy sorry... just fill these out with your boardingpass number. I will have to make a copy of your passport and you have to fill out a form about how your luggage looks like. she chirped happily. Just big cases that look like a drum when you put them together James mumbled irritated as he began to fill out the forms.

Morgan

Morgan felt a little better now everything was going to be okay. The woman behind the counter had told them they could collect their stuff the day after tomorrow. Morgan had ben desperate to get the stuff flown in tomorrow but that seemed to be impossible. The day after tomorrow would be their first gig so they would only have their instruments a few hours before the gig. It will work... she told herself. She turned around and saw James was alread a lot more chilled out than he was a few moments ago. He had been panicking and she hadn't been able to calm him down untill the lady said he would have his drum kit back the day after tomorrow... before the gig.
She turned to Zach and looked up? He was bigger than her. She always felt small when she was with him. Small and breakable... as if he could crush her with one finger. It was unsetteling and... attractive at the same time. She sighed and patted him on the shoulder. "I've never had so much fun in an airport." he said in a sarcastic tone. She smiled at him and replied : I'll pay you a beer big boy.


James

James felt at peace. He was going to get his stuff back. He packed handed the document over to the lady and patted Morgan on the head before he went to the rest of the group. Indiana was helping Dan. Dan had calmed down as well he saw. How could a thing like this have been happening? He was so glad to be in the UK but this isn't really the thing he was expecting. "I've never had so much fun in an airport." he heard zach say. James chuckled almost unnoticable. The nerves were leaving his body and he could laugh again. Zach was more than right. So people... in stead of getting some coffee... who's in for a beer?

Indiana sighed and shook her head. "Our first gig is supposed to be tomorrow night but it's for a small venue. I'm sure Evony knows more about it than I do...Speaking of...where is she? I'm surprised we haven't heard from her yet..." Just as she spoke Sutton's phone rang and she could tell it was Evony on the other line. She chuckled softly under her breath and shook her head. 'Figures she'd call Sutton...none of the rest of us answer our phones religiously.' she thought.

Indiana headed back over to the help desk and described the luggage they were missing, filled out some paperwork and nodded in Mo's direction. "She seemed more pleasant after I gave her more information. She said they'd be sending us our stuff as soon as it came in. I told her it was urgent but i'm sure she hears that all the time." Her head automatically swiveled back in James' direction and she nodded. "A beer sounds mighty fine right now. I could certainly use one."

"I'll pay you a beer big boy."

Zachary's blue eyes gazed down upon the smaller woman and he smiled quite brightly, his enthusiasm and happiness unnhidden from view. "You would be so kind?" now that there was something to do, he could easily take his mind off his missing equipment and place it upon doing something fun or exciting. At the moment, even partying as 'light' as the others do (meaning no sex) would be more than enough to keep his mind occupied and away from negative things such as worry or stress. How could you worry when you're drunk, or moderately buzzed?

However, before they could go to the nearest bar or escape the confines of the crowded airport, Sutton informed them of a call from their manager. Now the drinks were to be delayed, and this small fact caused Zach's lips to curve downwards into a frown, from which he hid from anybody's eyes. After a moment to himself so he could get over the fact that there was no drinks, he manned up and looked back at Morgan. "You said you still had everything, right Mo?" he asked to make sure. "Then I don't have my guitar, Jay doesn't have his drums and I think Dan's without his... stuff."

He paused and almost look like he was lost in deep thought until he spoke again. "So who regrets not listening to poor old Zachary when he said that Far-View Airlines would've been a better choice?" he asked loudly enough for most of his band to hear.

James

James was seated on the floor. He was thinking about the tour and was drumming with his two sticks on someones case. rumdomrumdom. He heard Sutton say something about the manager. Evony would be waiting for them outside. He guessed she would be downing coffee right now to calm her nerves. She wants a list of everything we lost and told us to meet at the Servisair Executive Lounge in Terminal One with all the crap we DO have. he heard Sutton say. My whole drum kit james anwsered him while getting up. His legs were tired and painful. He yawned and got his bag. Is everybody ready so we can go?

Morgan

You would be so kind? Zachary asked her with a grin. Morgan nodded. yes I have everything now. She picked up her bag and started walking towards the rest of the people - sutton that was. Because he was in contact with the manager. "So who regrets not listening to poor old Zachary when he said that Far-View Airlines would've been a better choice?" Zach said out loud. oh Zach, sometimes you can be SUCH a whiner Morgan said. But hey, If we're going to the Lounge maybe I can buy you that beer I promised you to shut you op she said with a cocky, though joking smile on her face.

Morgan

Hey, where are you guys going? she asked Dan and Naomi. Evony asked us to wait at the ... what's it called again Sutton? She has all the information and the phone number of the mini van that was supposed to pick us up together with our instruments. Morgan said. They were all walking towards customs trying to get through so they could go to terminal one. She looked over her shoulder to make shure everybody was there. Sutton was walking next to Naomi and James seemed to be talking to Indiana. Morgan looked at her feet while walking. She was quiet because the exhaustion was starting to weigh on her. When she would arrive at the hotel she would just get into her bed and do a nap... or maybe take a bath!

James

Everybody was moving. Where they were going James couldn't care less. He just wanted somewhere to sit... preferably a car that would bring them to their hotel where there would be beds and showers and bahts... no, a bed would already be enough. He was tired. He put his hand on Indiana's head and messed with her hair. So how are you doing? Not too tired I hope? he smiled. The group looked as if they received some shot of energy... or maybe everybody was just exited because they were moving and actualy going somewhere... excited because they were getting out of the airport and officialy into Europe. He was!

Morgan

Morgan was dead tired. Dan and Naomi were already going to the hotel. Morgan guessed Evony still had the booking papers for the hotel since she was the 'baby sitter' or maybe someone else had them. She was too tired to ask. Her legs were moving on their own. Step...step...step...step. She wasn't even fully aware of the people around her. As they moved to the lounge she kept thinking about the tour to come. It was going to be awesome. As she reached the lounge she walked over to the bar and ordered twoo beers. One for her and the one she promised Zach. Here you go She gave him the drink. I hope Evony will arrive soon because I just want to go to the hotel and sleep!

Hey! Morgan! Can you get me one of those red bulls please? she heard james shout. She looked around and saw him lying in one of the couches. She turned around and ordered a Red Bull. Just this one time James.... You owe me!

James

James was just moving forward. As the group was entering the lounge the first thing he wanted to do was sit down. He walked over to a couple of benches that looked very comfortable and fell down face first on one of the big leather ones. I am so damn tired! he said into the couch, his words smothered by the leather. He turned his head and saw Morgan getting a drink. Would they also have energy drinks? He could use one of them. He tried to get up out of the sofa but found he was too lazy for this. Hey! Morgan! Can you get me one of those red bulls please?

"Here you go"

Zachary was handed a drink by the band's beautiful and talented singer, as promised, raising his lips into a smile. He immediately popped open the top and gave one big drink out of the can as Morgan had been ordering James a Red Bull. Now that he thought about it, a Monster would be nice right about now to snap the man awake. He hadn't even really done much since they got off the plane and he almost wanted to collapse into bed..... alone!

"I know how you feel; I'm ready to hit the hay as well, possibly without doing anything else." he said almost as if he were amazed by the thought. He smiled. "Guess it's 'cause planes are not something I can sleep in." he commented, taking a small sip from his beer. "Are you good aside from tiredness, Mo?" he asked out of a genuine concern for his own bandmate. "I heard someone couldn't keep their lunch on the plane the whole entire time." his eyes narrowed. "And he wasn't throwing up."