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Liam Mathias made his way toward the lobby of the hotel, dodging around a group of people unloading their car in front of the door - a little too close to the door in his opinion, so close that it was nearly blocking the entrance. From the outside at least, the hotel seemed nice enough although he had learned from experience that looks could be incredibly deceiving and so he decided to not bet on it. He was almost knocked into by a young boy carrying a suitcase nearly as big as he was. He sighed, his train of thought cut off as he carefully stepped around them and then glanced back at his bandmates, realizing he had drawn ahead a little bit and waited at the door for them.

The tour had just kicked off and at the moment, Liam just wanted to get everybody checked into the hotel. This wasn't his first tour - in fact this wasn't even Legion's first tour, but it was going to be a big one and Liam had been anticipating it for a long time and was hoping Jack, Raisa and Alex were looking forward to it as well. Once his bandmates had caught up, he stepped inside and held the door for them, briefly, looking into the lobby and seeing what could only be another part of the tour just ahead of them. "Guess we weren't the first ones here." He told Jack, nodding toward the group and spying among them a...Woman? At least he was pretty sure it was, although she was even taller than he was and bore no real feminine features from what he could tell. A little taken aback, he arched a brow slightly at her and then moved his eyes over and spotted another, this one much more easily recognizable as a girl, considerably shorter and more delicate looking. The other two that were with them were men, one dressed in punk attire and the other, the larger one wearing a black shirt with the sleeves cut off which revealed tattooed, muscular arms.



Craig was glad to finally be at the hotel as he really hadn't wanted to be stuck in that car any longer. He was following alongside Izzie, occasionally casting glances at her, watching her expressions and wondering what she was thinking. She had that weird, deep in thought look on her face that she got sometimes although he thought it probably best not to ask because after all, he wasn't entirely sure he really wanted to know what was going on in Izzie Martinez's head. He decided to stop looking at her before she asked him what the fuck he was looking at and then cast glances at his other bandmates.