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Obviously not impressed by the fact that people were approaching them (or perhaps she was tired from the multi-hour ride in a tour bus) Edei collapsed onto the couch closest to her. Like a dog that can’t find a comfortable position, she ended up shifting three or four times during the introductions before Izzie brought her up and by then she had her back half-draped over the arm of the sofa. She had been trying to crack her back, dammit.

“Awww, you think I’m pretty!” Edei teased Izzie, leaning up enough to blow their intrepid leader a kiss before flopping back over the arm of the couch and it was there she stayed until otherwise needed. She should probably go find some sort of bellhop or something to help with her bags. Nooo… Nevermind. Then Craig would get that look on his face like ”WTF? I asked you like eighteen times if you needed help and you said no?” Maybe she would find out what floor they were on and then finally give in to assistance.

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Raisa, on the other hand, seemed willing to intrude upon everyone’s personal space and considering she had somehow become friends with Izzie, that left most people to wonder how she hadn’t died a violent death yet. Upon introductions she waved to Cormy and then stepped creepily close to Craig to examine him and his resemblance to Captain America. Apparently, she didn’t agree with the Irishman’s diagnosis because she gave a quick shake of her head.

“Not wholesome enough.” She muttered, then grinned, then patted Craig upon his shoulder. “Sorry if that offends. You just don’t have that 50’s take the lady to a sock hop kind of look about you.”

Casting a look back over her shoulder at her own band, she grinned again and shrugged. “But then again, neither do any of my ‘mates. I don’t think this lifestyle is conducive to wholesomeness.”

Suddenly, her mind switched gears and she turned around pointing an accusing finger towards Liam and Jack, poking them both in the chest as she came back towards her own group. “Speaking of which, I swear to god if we have any hookers coming into our dressing room this time around I will cut off your hair,” she pointed towards Liam again and his Pantene Pro-V style mane. “….And shave off your beard.” Another jab towards Jack and his beard of awesomeness. “I know it’s where you two get your mystical powers and I am willing to take the chance to prevent my dressing room from getting the herp.”

A slight flail, a minor windmilling of her arms and she turned her attention back to Psychosis.

“We should go check in so we get our rooms! Izzie, come with!” She reached out, grabbing and tugging Izzie’s hand like a toddler but then letting go almost immediately. Raisa apparently knew Izzie and her abhorrence for touching but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t touch her at all. Just not for prolonged periods of time or when she looked angry or when she was eating.

With her one-sided monologue delivered, Raisa moved towards the check in desk. Slipping her sunglasses down onto her nose again, she held her head high and leaned one arm against the counter, leaning her weight against it as she cast a look around the lobby and sniffed.

“I guess this will do… Our agent tends to know the secret hot spots in the area.” Turning towards the poor man standing at his computer, she leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially. “And you know, you might want to up your security. Once they find out we’re here….” Her words trailed off as she indicated the other seven people with her thumb and then she sighed somewhat dramatically. “Well. Let’s just say that I don’t want to have to use secret elevators and the kitchen to get out of here without getting mobbed.”

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Edei, for her part, was mildly confused at the never ending chatter and she looked a bit stunned as she pulled herself back up into a sitting position. Arching a brow at Cormy, she asked, “Is she on drugs? Must be some really good shit because holy hell.”