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"Eah, I'm just bad at the game. On easy I'm not too bad though." Craig said, chuckling a little as he looked over at Edei. He was pretty sure he was simply just bad at the game and genuinely didn't understand why someone wouldn't just pick up a real fucking guitar and play it instead of wasting their time on a plastic controller and a game that wouldn't get them anywhere in life. Pulling himself away from his thoughts, he focused his gaze on the brink building that was declared to be a bar and briefly wondered why they weren't headed to a liquor store instead. The bar was closed. Would there even be a liquor store open at this hour? He wondered and contemplated checking his watch as he followed along just as he heard Edei's voice followed by the sound of jangling chains. "Hmm? Oh, I...genuinely have no idea. I wouldn't have tried that in a million years...Cormac might have a slightly better idea of that though." He told her with a chuckle of remembrance at some of the things the drummer had done in the past involving their band leader and a certain amount of alcohol. "Plus, if we bring her alcohol we should be back on her...not shit list." Craig said, thinking that was probably the best way to describe it before shrugging and looking up at the fire escape. Is she supposed to be doing that? He wondered, watching her climb up the stairs before following. She looked like she knew what she was doing at least.

The idea that she knew what she was doing was reinforced when she called out someone's name and declared what they were there for. He didn't say anything, merely standing back and letting Edei do whatever she was doing. Whatever, she obviously knows the guy. He thought, shrugging off his earlier uncertainty as he watched her exchange words with the man inside the building.

When they were finally granted admittance, Craig watched Edei swing her small frame in through the window and then looked at it skeptically. He was quite a bit larger than Edei and highly doubted he was going to be able to do it as easily. He sighed slightly and then rested his hands on the window and swung in, although not nearly as smoothly as Edei. His broad shoulders and solidly muscled body did not grant him the same lithe grace that Edei's did. The young guitarist looked about the room for a moment as he followed after Edei, a small smirk finding it's way onto his lips as he spotted the blonde. "Hey." Craig said, nodding once to the man when introduced however he was pretty sure the guy wasn't as interested in introductions as he was in returning to bed.


Once they reached the bar, Craig raised a brow at the slight illumination of the room. At first he had thought it would take a moment for the lights to brighten, but this seemed as good as it got. He shrugged a little at Edei's question, having never paid much attention to what Izzie was drinking. "Anything strong, I figure. I just want some beer. Preferably some Coors, if I can get my hands on it." He said, nodding.




Charlotte kept her playing steady and observed the others in the room, noting Ted had averted his gaze from the auditioning bassist as it was probably adding some unnecessary stress to the situation. It was always nerve wracking to audition and having someone observe your every move didn't help. Charlotte's blonde head immediately popped up from her playing a moment or so later. It had nothing to with the fact she was very comfortable with the rhythm at the moment, but more that she was surprised by what she heard. It didn't sound sterile, polished and perfect, more as though it was natural, something that wove it's way into the song and found it's place there. Charlotte was definitely impressed by his raw talent and had no idea how little she had expected of him until now that he had shown them what they could do.


Letting her playing come to a halt, Charlotte waited in silence for Ted to start speaking. She smiled a little at that and nodded, however there was a hint of a smirk there when Ted mentioned Tack. Charlotte had always kind of liked that song, in a strange kind of way since it was just so...unique, thanks to how it had been written. She would never mention it to Ted though. Looking over at the guitarist, Charlotte briefly wondered if Bey had anything in mind already because she sure didn't.

Holy shit. Charlotte thought, putting a hand to her ear and looking over her shoulder at the wall directly behind her. Guess the walls aren't soundproof. She had to a smirk a little though as it brought back memories of her death metal days. She was game for a loudness war, but she highly doubted that Ted was as she listened for Cormac's playing. As she had suspected, Ted was not enthused with the idea and so she shrugged and set her sticks down. Getting to know the guy was a good idea and so far she had no idea what he was like - all she could say was that she liked his playing style and that she thought he could use a shower.