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"Guess not." Craig mused as he turned back toward Sturm's set. Looked like the lineup hadn't changed much since he's last seen them when they were Cor Leonis - that friend of Cormy's was still there which he didn't doubt would please him. Kodie on the other hand...He peeked over at her. She wore a neutral expression, seeming to be paying more attention to the music than to anything else. None the less, knowing her she probably wouldn't be super psyched to see Charlotte again since he got the feeling the blonde's seemingly endless energy would get on her nerves after a while. He looked back to the stage. It seemed Whatever-His-Name was had broadened his horizons and Craig had to admit, he was a little impressed. "Not too bad." He noted, nodding slowly. He was more of a old-school and brutal death metal kind of a guy but he liked some melodic death metal and Sturm's wasn't bad from his perspective. He could appreciate what he was hearing but he knew that Kodie could probably nit-pick at it more since it was more her thing.




Craig was glad to be back up on stage, to feel the strings beneath his fingers, the lights shining bright above his head and hear the roar of the crowd as they dug into their first song for the night.

After Worm Infested Cadaver, it seemed Izzie had something in mind. She dug around in her pockets and produced a single slip of paper which she read off of. Craig peered over at her from the other side of the stage, suddenly very uncomfortable. They were in Baltimore. What the fuck, did she suddenly have Alzheimer's or something? Izzie was always on top of that shit. He didn't dare say anything, instead he merely glanced at Kodie who shrugged her shoulders, a puzzled look upon her face as well as they crowd shouted 'Baltimore' back up at them. He glanced at Cormac and then back to Izzie.

He felt his shoulders relax when she spoke again. Oh. She was putting on a show. That would be just like Izzie to mock someone else. He felt better now.

Kodie's lips twitched into a smile. Sometimes she thought she rather liked Izzie Martinez. After listening to Sturm's performance they were willing to wager that Izzie had taken some inspiration and what she said applied to many performers worldwide. It was refreshing to hear someone give it to you straight, because let's face it. No one actually gave a shit what you thought of their hometown. What they did care about was your performance and Izzie clearly knew how to handle that along with writing lyrics which were something of interest to Kodie rather than just the stereotypical, lack lustre gore lyrics like some bands did (They know who they are.). She quite liked Izzie as a frontwoman. She moved her fingers back up to the neck of her bass, preparing for the beginning of Gilles de Rais when Izzie suddenly looked back to Cormy and asked him something that Kodie had been a hundred percent sure would never happen.

Honestly, she probably would've been equally surprised if the woman had knelt before Cormy's kit and declared her love for him. After all the endless teasing him for having those damned things she was actually going to tell him to use them. She smiled and watched the little drummer mouth 'ten bucks' to her and with a slight nod of her head turned back to the crowd, her smile not fading quite yet as her hands found the neck of her bass. She started out doing this as a favor to Craig but she actually might miss playing with these guys at the end of all this. They were an odd little group to be sure but Kodie had to admit, she liked them and their music.




Charlotte strode out of the venue like it was a runway and the floor had not littered with alcohol, sweat and likely some blood after Psychosis' set. "Hey, Ted." She called, cheerfully although her nose wrinkled slightly at the scent of cigarettes. She had never been overfond of tobacco. It fucked up your lungs, teeth and made you smell like an ash tray. Ick. She sighed, as though looking upon an incorrigible child, resting her hands on her hips. "I thought you quit that." She said, walking over to him and regarding him with her best disapproving frown, an expression which she wasn't sure she had quite mastered. And while she wanted to stand there and remind Ted of how bad smoking was for you and all of that, she figured she should probably just tell him what she came out here to tell him since she was sure he was sick of hearing it by now. "So, I thought after this we should go get some drinks or something. Maybe I'll invite Cormy and the others if I can find them, don't know if they'll be interested or not. But oh, well. You game?" She asked, curiously.



Liam and Chris hovered in the audience near the other two, watching as Sturm's set came to a close and Psychosis was to begin. He liked Sturm's sound and was pleasantly surprised by their musicianship. He looked forward to Psychosis' set though, there was something about them that he quite liked.


He listened as the drummer kicked of the song with some windchimes which blew Liam away since it was Psychosis, but he just smiled and watched the clearly ecstatic drummer. He still really wanted to talk to Lestari about her drumming style, but he didn't want to bring it up so suddenly...He was hoping it would eventually pop up naturally and he'd be able to casually mention it not make her feel uncomfortable, as though what she were doing wasn't working which wasn't the case at all. Liam liked what she brought to the table but simply wanted to experiment with Legion's sound. "I bet he's never been so happy to be able to use his windchimes." He remarked, more to himself than anything. He wondered if they'd get a chance to talk to Legion again - probably since they'd run into them quite a bit lately. Chris might not be so talkative in that case, since it seemed he was all shy around the bassist now.