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Oliver was finishing his cigarette and Gavriel was seemingly surrendered himself to the sweet remnants of his coffee. He didn't know how late Gavriel had been out - or more likely, how long he had been awake and he chose not to think about it as he had the feeling he knew how the vocalist had spent his evening as he made no secret of how he liked to spend his free time. Regardless, he looked like he could use the caffeine he supposed.

He didn't mind the quiet, although it seemed to be making Oliver uncomfortable. Gavriel on the other hand, didn't look to care either way as he leaned back against his car and finished off his coffee, seemingly in his own thoughts. Dai let himself think back on his past work, it hadn't been so very long since he had last recorded although what he had done then had been little like what he was about to do now - it had been very laid back and just a couple of tracks. That had just been helping write and put down some piano tracks for an old friend of his for their symphonic black metal band about a year ago. Before that it had mostly just been a couple of small, underground metal groups he had been a part of over the years, nothing of this magnitude certainly. He hoped he would rise to the occasion. He already had a couple of ideas flitting around his head which he had carefully sorted through last night, considering what he thought worth mentioning and what wasn't. He went through them one more time as Oliver finished his cigarette and headed up the stairs, around Farah and began heading into the studio. Dai followed like a sleepwalker, still lost in the labyrinth of his mind.




Gavriel followed suit, slinging his guitar case across his back. He had just picked up a new ESP the other day - an LTD MH-1000 after thinking he might like to try something new outside of his Jackson and Ibanez which he usually played. He glanced over at Dai, hoping the drummer had a second key but he seemed to be out of luck there since he simply stood there with his hands in his pockets, but then again he seemed pretty lost in his own thoughts at the moment. Oliver was poking around the kitchen. He hoped there was food in there already, all he'd had this morning was coffee and not nearly enough of it so far. Maybe he ought to head in there to look. He was about to go in after them when they came back out, declaring that there was coffee brewing. "Thank god." He murmured, grateful for Oliver's preparation. "Do me a favor and tell me there was food in there as well?" He asked hopefully as he settled himself into a seat near the couch and propped the guitar case up in front of him while Dai hovered beside him for the time being. Gavriel had messed around with the new guitar a bit before he'd headed out last night but he was eager to get his hands on it again to see it's full potential. He glanced around at his bandmates, thinking this would probably be about the time they'd start settling in and talking about what they wanted for the album.