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Achille d'Alexandre

"Aren't you a curious one?"

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a character in “A Silver Record”, as played by Thy

Description

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"Suit yourself."

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Image Name
Achille d'Alexandre

Nickname
Chilli, Alex, "Pretty Boy" || Chilli is commonly used, a nickname which indicates his small build but spicy personality that bites; hard

Band
Pianist of Sometimes Monsters

Age
24 years old

Hair Color
Born blonde, dyed sea green

Eye Color
Lavender blue like the Periwinkle flower

Height
5'6 ft

Extra appearance details
Chilli is often seen wearing a brown coat with purple collar and purple gloves. They're his favourite and became his trademark of some sort in the public eyes. Otherwise Chilli generally is seen wearing baggy clothes, only if the outfit has to be tight he'll force himself wearing them. But mostly he'll refuse, simply because wearing those kind of clothes is uncomfortable - also partly because his feminine features will be more apparent likewise. Though it is not like normally he isn't being mistaken as a girl. His beautiful perfectly proportional face, curly shoulder-length silky hair, rather pale-pink skin and small frame nowhere near enough potray him as a 24 years old man.




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"It's cold. Not going."





Likes
Making music;; He wouldn't be in this business if he doesn't like it honestly. Despite how much he loves money, he does no slave work or anything unpleasant and degrading. Music is something he truly enjoys making and therefore would do it even though he doesn't get money out of it. It is however, something he newly discovered and therefore still is a skill needs to be polished. Though he has the basics on the ball of course, and he also has the creativity needed for the job. To top it, his skills playing the piano is top-notch; and once he hears something, he won't ever forget it (although it seems that he has some sort of a system going on in his head to sort out the boring ones). And to get the melody on paper is something he still needs to work on.

Snacks, sweets;; Well who doesn't like it? It appears to him like an obviousness to receive sweets from anyone and everyone but the only difference is from other raising stars, that he actually eats them all. Every single sweet he is given - doesn't even let a single crumb as leftover. That is, if it's delicious of course. If it's not to his tastes, he simply trashes it immediately without further thought. He is picky alright, and will also examine the food first before relishing it (there was one case where a sweet contained something very... strange, let me put it like that). But if hunger calls, he'll eat every snack and every sweet available - everything, without gaining any weight. A natural enemy of women indeed.

Vigilantism;; To put it differently for anyone to understand: self-administered justice, street justice, arbitrary law; simply to take the law into one's hand. Something that Chilli truly adores and innerly deeply respects. It is noted that he doesn't trust the government and the law it suppose to abide; after all the one's who wrote the law down were also mere humans. But to their idiocy they made it to general so that one can take advantage in reading between the lines which makes everything a cat and mouse game. Yes, for Chilli the court is a mere game, and reality the real thing. Therefore he distrust police officers or anyone working under the law and supports those, who fight for their own justice.

Money;; Who doesn't? Well it's just that his "like" is coherent with obsession. Coming from a poor family, Chilli has learnt to appreciate anything and everything, sometimes even automatically value a good in his head. Money is something he never wastes and would never spent for anything silly such as amusement parks or the like. Even while he still has his pride and won't steal any money, you better not allure him to do so. While currently Chilli is earning quite the amount and therefore doesn't need to worry about money issues, this guy is still someone who will not spent even few pennys for something he deems without gain. Instead, he'll save everything up and enjoys to check the raising numbers of his bank account. Money is the reason why he's excellent in mathemathics and easily solve math problems in his head instantly - it's a matter of practice after all, which he has endlessly.

Tidiness;; He might be one indifferent guy, but ony messy rooms is nothing that will gain his tolerance. While he is not exactly a clean freak, this guy can't stand untidiness and won't enter a room which is untidy and unclean. Perhaps a principle born from the countless of hours working in a cleaning crew in a hotel; a work that tired him out the most and an experience he would prefer to be undone.

Dislikes
The Cold;; He isn't much of a fan to play outside in winter, to be honest, and it didn't only started lately. Actually, he had been that way since he was a little kid but of course back then in his childhood, he had to force himself nevertheless. Anyways, back to the topic this guy prefers to stay at home on those times where the cold creeped in and sits close to a warming body (heater, fireplace, etc.) or uses many blankets and doubles even triples the layer of his clothes only to get rid of the coldness. He easily freezes even his hands are usually cold; and thus he favors summer with passion.

Illness(es);; He quite easily catches some illnesses even if they're minor ones like colds or fevers. Probably because from birth he was forced to drink powder milk instead of mother milk; in any case he is not frail, just easily gets sick. It is only a logical consequence that he detests illnesses for it came as easily as winter. He at the core is a hard worker and thus the few hours of rest is deemed by him as wasting time. Of course he is aware that he needs that time to get rid of the illness, but it just doesn't sit well on his skin.

Losing/ Failure;; Who does not dislikes to lose? Chilli especially, is one to care about losses and failures with the condition that he accepts the challenge at the beginning. People who randomly say he has lost without Chilli seeing in what he'll just give them the cold shoulder. But once he puts his all into something to win the thing he'll do everything to come out as winner even if it means to do some dirty tricks. At the very least, he is not cheating; dirty strategies are after all permitted. And plus he rather accepts other failures that his own which will linger in his remembrance for eternity unless he's got amnesia.

Lending money;; Self-explanatory. If you don't tell him a good reason for it and also the advantages there is for him, he won't ever lend any money even if you're his friends. There is no special rights even if you're close to him; somehow shows his qualities in doing business.

Waking up early;; Don't even dare to try it. The one who tries waking him up either gets a punch, a kick or; if his dream permits a hug or even a kiss - if you want to wake this guy up, you'll have to try your hardest. And just as friendly warning: a bucket of cold water will not be the best idea. While it wakes him up of course and does have the effect sought after, you'll have to fear his endless hatred all through your life and also will receive retribution in a whole different level than the 'harmless' bucket of cold water.

Skills
Kick Boxing;; Close to his house several trained just that, Kick Boxing. While he could not effort the lessons, he'll ocassionally sneak a peek for several minutes and watch them from outside (he climbed a tree to manage it) and practiced the moves he had seen by himself. It worked because of his excellent memorization skills and got him to be quite the tough opponent to deal with.

Card Games;; While he is not exactly fair and knows several dirty tricks, he is pretty good at it. Blackjack, Rummy, Spades, Poker you name it. He knows all of them and excells in all of them. It is not much of a secret that he has gambled before because he's quite proud of the amount he has won there. Not the most respectful money but money is after all money. It doesn't make a big difference to him whether he earned it with hard work or with luck and dirty tricks at a casino. He doesn't do it any longer though and avoids casinos best as possible to not get addicted. And plus he has enough money so why he should risk them?

Playing piano and guitar, singing;; Before he discovered his talent playing the piano, he played guitar. He found a small guitar in a garbage dumb he used to go as he was still a child and picked it up. While he certainly doesn't appear to have that much talent playing it, he quickly figured out how it worked and could soon accompany a singer with his playing. Everything worked through his ear who listened well to a melody and memorized it, quickly imitate it on his own. Singing came soon afterwards. While the most singing is done by the most talented in the group, he sometimes does the back-up melody or something inbetween, just as they see fit. He has a soft voice that while is nothing special has quite the range. It is in highschool as he met all the band members that he for the first time could play the piano which he did; quite eagerly. Above every instrument, it is the piano he devoted his heart to and it was obvious; with his sharp hearings and agile fingers he is sure to capture with his playing.

Cooking & Cleaning;;
Memorization;;

Flaws
Weak to children's requests;;
Bottles things up, dislikes to depend on people;;
Unforgiving, revengeful;;
Low alcohol tolerance;;

Team work;; Being as purposeful as he is, tolerating other opinions aside of his is fairly difficult for him to do. Sometimes he is so set doing something he let the interest of others disregarded, and that's what he truly lacks. Team work doesn't really seem to flow if he puts his head and heart into it, therefore he often is if not a passive member the leader, the guide who just steers his followers into a direction and doesn't really participate in the actual team work. He is aware that he lacks it but doesn't attempt to change such. He won't let himself be criticized and is only willing to do what according to him is perfectness; which had lead to various of incidents in the past already, believe me. Yet, such quality to be just set in his ways didn't only lead to catastrophes -- despite that being the majority.




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perfectionist • sadistic • naughty • nonchalant • softspoken • determined • indifferent

Truly, Chilli is not your kind guy actually. He has something of the sadistic side, loves to order people around for his convenience and fakes his feelings for his own selfish desires. However not to anyone he will act that way, he is also pretty choosy with his victims. So only jerks will fall for his tricks and make themselves useful for his delight.

He is aimable though and unusually popular because of his pretty face and shows traits of a leader with his determination and his surprisingly perfectionist demeanour. Though it is not that he truly likes to be in the center of attention and prefers to give the spotlight to someone else, doesn't take much importance in getting credit of his work. He is just, you can say, someone who acts as he desires and only as he desires and won't let himself be bothered by other people's behaviour. He doesn't care what others see in him and he doesn't care what others do, but he has some sort of sense of justice, which is why he is so choosy picking his victims to pick on. You can say he's indifferent to things surround him, but if someone decides to be a jerk in his presence (or to his friends) he won't show mercy. Blunt in his choose of words, he has never been scared in getting beaten; he detests more to be seen as girly guy than a sharp-tongued jerk. Yeah, it is a matter of pride and Chilli put much importance in it just like any other human being.

He notably often changed his colours as he likes to either adjust or to aspire certain goals in his minds (almost always they are to satisfy his sadistic tendencies). And truly, he is talented in acting out a way different personality than he actually is. There are even rare cases where he'll flirt with his victim only to kick his balls the next second. His true self is cool and collected, selfish and nonchalant, determined and perfectionistic. Also there is his naughty side who loves to be treated nicely at times, to be pampered and thought as some little prince. He is childish that way and pretty selfish, too, just because he has not much of mother loving, and probably misses it.




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"I wonder how those internet geeks figured my background out? How creepy."




History
WIP

Relationships (Will be updated once he meets the Tranzistor band members)
Orland Bastion - "He is so stupidly energetic to the point I can't keep up with him honestly. He's childish and fun to watch; his naivety never fails to entertain me. He sort of brings out my protective instincts I don't know, he's like a little brother I never had I guess. One adorable little brother to be precise that only I am allowed to bully. It is slightly regrettable that we have the same height though."
Riorek Natsuye - "I envy Rio a little to be honest - while he doesn't need to do anything to be loved by his fans, I need to smile the whole time. Guess he has it easy as the handsome bad boy of the group. Rio is someone I do not understand; especially him liking basketball and being satisfied with getting sweaty all over. But I can't hate his self-confidence; it challenges me. Though I would prefer him to learn managing his temper some time."
[color=]►[/color] Forrest Inokira - Details.

Face Claim
Muso Jin

Hex colour
#8FBC8F DarkSeaGreen

So begins...

Achille d'Alexandre's Story

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Julian was rarely one to get nervous. So when he did it usually meant that something big was going to happen, or that he was over-thinking. In this case he figured it was probably both. Tranzistor had arrived a couple of days ago to settle in, they were early but that had been the plan. They wanted time to prepare and relax before the inevitable calamity that would ensue when the other band arrived. It had been a lovely couple of days too, with the beach at there back door they had gone swimming and sunbathed, nights were spent watching movies arguing over what to make for dinner. Normal friendly banter among band mates. Today however was not like that, no one had gone swimming, no one had even really left there rooms. It seemed everyone wanted to be alone to prepare for the up-coming meeting. Julian debated staying in his room and relaxing but had opted for a spot in the main floor living room right by the front door, he wanted to be able to warn everyone when the other band showed up.

By the time the sun was up in the sky and lunchtime showed up Julian had finished his book and picked up another one. The house was eerily quiet and that was shocking considering that Nicoli was usually doing something to make some sort of noise. All in all everything was devoid of noise except for the fan that sounded oddly loud and make a clicking noise each time it reached the end of its rotation. Jule's was considering abandoning his spot in favor of seeking out one of his bandmates, because at this point any form of company would serve itself better then the eerie quiet that waiting seemed to bring. Then again Julian supposed this was the calm before the storm. Something that only made his nerves worse. With a sigh he snapped his book shut and decided to hunt down Nicoli however it was then that he heard the sound of a motor. Peeking out the window he was both relieved and not to see a vehicle that could only belong to the other band turning into the driveway of the house. Moving the curtains back to cover the window he called out to the rest of the house hold, "Hey guys, the other band is here you should all come down and say hello!" And really Jule's wasn't making it optional. He wanted everyone to get introduced and settled down as soon as possible so that the knot in his stomach would stop trying to make itself worse.




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"Rioooo I'm boreddddd." Orland was usually not one for complaining but this was just painful. Three hours trapped inside of a vehicle would turn anyone into a complainer though. The band had been out of the city when they got the call telling them where exactly they were suppose to be going and it just so happened to be a 2 day trip for them to get from where they currently had been to where they had to be. Luckily though yesterday had been spent doing most of the driving so today the drive was relatively shorter but just as boring. And Orland loathed long car trips, even if he had his handheld games to keep himself busy nothing could alleviate the pain of boredom. And usually when Orland got bored he'd bug Rio but today Riorek was on driving duty and despite Orland's urge to bug his friend he figured that it might not be the best of ideas to bug the person currently in-charge of your life. He also supposed he could bug Ino and Chille but he figured that they might not be as patient with him at the moment. Throwing his head back Orland was highly tempted to just give up and try playing more of his games but when he looked back out the window he noticed they were fast approaching a rather large house. "Oh my gosh yes! Is that it!?"

Orland had barely waited for them to park before he was throwing open the door and launching himself out of the vehicle. Soon he was stretching and cracking his back enjoying the feeling of sun, the sound of waves, and the smell of ocean. Maybe he'd bug Rio into going swimming with him later because really if he had to spend anymore time in a confined space he might actually explode. Orland quickly started gathering his things all boundless energy and happy smiles. In his excitement Orland almost failed to miss the door of the house opening and an extremely tall person stepping through. Orland recognized him as Julian, he seemed to be cautious in his approach but eventually asked Orland if he could help him with his bags. Soon everyone and there bags was inside the house and it had gotten oddly quiet as everyone waiting for the awkward introductions to begin, the silence was a little intimidating and Orland did not want to be the first one to introduce himself so he biding his time hiding behind Rio and peeking out curiously. He could not help but wonder what the other band thought of them, Orland had heard about them all before so all he could really think was how amazing it was so he wondered if Tranzistor had heard of them or if they really cared? In reality nothing quite so complex was going through Julian's mind in fact if you could hear his thoughts all you'd really get from them would be: 'There all so short and cute...'

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Character Portrait: Orland Bastion Character Portrait: Nicoli Zabrana Character Portrait: Riorek Natsuye Character Portrait: Achille d'Alexandre Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Kali Mistry Character Portrait: Forrest Inokira Character Portrait: Julian Aether
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Nicoli wasn't worried. Everyone loved him, this wouldn't be any different. That may seem a little arrogant, but the majority of the time it wasn't difficult for the singer to make people fall in love with him. His happy-go-lucky personality and childlike habits made people want to wrap him up and take care of him. That all went straight over his head though, he honestly just thought people liked him because he was, well, awesome. Rich, young, playboy entertainer, what was there not to like? It was a really good thing he was pretty though, because it rarely seemed like there was much going on upstairs.

Surprisingly, he had woken up in his own room that morning. Well, his and Laven's room. He was probably the only band member actually comfortable waking up with the blonde clinging to him, because he did it as much as he did. Waking up in his own bed happened so rarely nowadays, and with the move it was even worse, so it was nice to know he had stayed in one place for once. It took Nicoli quite awhile to adjust to new places, so believe me, you'll be seeing a lot of him walking into walls and running into furniture. So in the middle of the night he tended to search for something familiar, and that happened to be his bandmates in this case. After waking up curled up next to the others so many time he really should have started to consider sleeping in more than boxers, but the thought didn't occur to him.

Nic is still in this oh so casual attire when his husband calls them down, which is what wakes him up, but he only barely hears it because apparently his head is under the covers... Oh, nope. That's definitely not a bed he's lying on. Suddenly the covers, which is actually a shirt, is yanked over his head and when he goes to nip at him playfully it's fabric he gets, not skin. Well if that's how he wanted to be, Nic would just go back to sleep. He snuggled in further and tightened his arms around Lavi, ignoring his complaints, up until he started licking him. Nic rolled his eyes and finally looks up, slightly loosening his grip. "Don't tell me you don't like it, Lavi." He teases, pushing himself up so he's off of the boy, but not before kissing his cheek playfully.

After that he gets out of bed quickly, not wanting to get hit by a pillow or fist or anything, and goes to his suitcase tp start pulling things out. And by pulling things out I mean grabbing articles of clothing and throwing them over his shoulder in search of something he likes, even though he already knows what he's going to end up wearing, and effectively making a huge mess of his and Laven's room, or at least his side of it. The kid (or Jules) would probably make him clean it up at some point, likely when it started going out into the hallway or getting on Lavi's side of the room. Whenever they moved, Nic always lived out of a suitcase, because he absolutely hated packing and unpacking. Someone else usually ended up doing it for him after enough whining.

Nicoli, after waiting for Laven to be ready so they could go together, goes downstairs in pretty much painted on white jeans and a loose red shirt that hung off one shoulder and showed a good bit of collar and chest. Jules is outside helping them carry things in, and Nic would help but he would probably just end up dropping something, he wasn't great at manual labor. He goes to stand by Laven as they start to file in, ruffling the drummers hair with a cute grin. Though it's soon turned on Sometimes Monsters as the door closes and they're all left in the front room, waiting for someone to break the silence and introduce themselves, he supposes. Well, don't mind if I do.

"Hello new-age band with a pianist!" Nic gives them the cheekiest smile, fluttering his eyelashes at the redhead before turning his attention to the miserable looking one. Before Nic opens his mouth, he typically looks... intimidating. Then he starts talking and it's hard to take him seriously. "My name is Nicoli, but you know that, and these are all my lovely band mates!" He wraps his arms around Jules shoulders, one leg bending up in the air as he nuzzles against his hubby's shoulder before letting go. If everyone could stop looking so scared, that would be great!

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Character Portrait: Orland Bastion Character Portrait: Nicoli Zabrana Character Portrait: Riorek Natsuye Character Portrait: Achille d'Alexandre Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Kali Mistry Character Portrait: Forrest Inokira Character Portrait: Julian Aether
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Oh.

They had been driving for an eternity, a long and cramped trip. It had only been two days ago that Silver Records had finally divulged the ‘secret meeting place’, and shoved them off to head to the company’s beach house. Riorek had not been looking forward to it in any sense. He was being ripped out by the roots from his normal life, torn from a basketball game that had been scheduled the day prior, and then forced to drive the band through quite a bit of terrain.

Of course, it had not entirely been him who had driven the entire time, but in reality it had pretty well been. Rye didn’t trust his life to Orland with driving- the kid was a spaz and easily distracted, so the other three members of Sometimes Monsters had taken up the duty. Chilli hadn’t wanted to do it much either, so surprise surprise, he ended up doing it. Yesterday had been an entire day of driving, practically nonstop unless for breaks to walk and use the restrooms or to eat. Other than that, they were cramped inside their small vehicle. It pissed Rye off more than he cared to voice at this point.

He had been dumbfounded when Silver Records had told them to take one of their own cars. It was ridiculous; you’d think that a world-renown company would be able to take care of their own pupils, but nooo. They weren’t allowed to use their tour bus, as it would be ‘too flashy’ and possibly ‘reveal the secret location of the place’. As if people didn’t already know where it was. Not only this, but they had not provided them with a driver- thus the splitting of the duty between Riorek and Forrest.

They were close, Rek knew that much. He was currently leaned over in the driver’s seat, one elbow resting on the window while the other was busy with the steering wheel. The side of his face was placed in the hand that rested against the door, his fingers tapping with boredom against the wheel.

At least Oreo hadn’t been too annoying in the last hour and a half. Rye probably would have lost it, tired of hearing the whiny voices from the back of the vehicle. Not only was he pissed off about the whole having to drive for two days long, meet complete strangers, satisfy the ravenous press when it came to the supposed ‘feud’ between the boy bands, but he had not gotten much sleep in the last couple of days. He was cranky, and there were subtle, dark circles under his eyes.

Suddenly, just after they had rolled over a rise, a large building came into view with a gate sealing off the front of the property. Well, this was it. Riorek paid little attention to Orland as he excitedly squealed about finally being there. It took about a minute for the gates to open, and they drove down the long gravel pathway to the front of the house.

Hell.

Rye had hardly even slowed the vehicle to a stop and put it into park when Orland jumped at the doors, trying to unlock them and get out. With a deep, grudging sigh, he pushed the button for the locks rather harshly, and with a little click, freedom was Oreo’s. The boy practically launched out of the car, happy to finally be out of it. Rio remained firmly planted in his seat for a minute or so before groaning.

”Everyone out. Let’s go see what we’re up against.” With yet another little huffy sigh, Rio unfastened his seatbelt and forced the driver’s door open. With a grimace, he landed on the ground and immediately stretched, hearing several satisfying pops from various places on his body, but mainly from his spine. He waited for everyone else to emerge from the vehicle before he went to the trunk and worked it open. He started unloading everything that the guys had decided not to keep nearby with them in their seats.

It had taken Orland a bit of convincing to at least leave some off his stuff in the back, simply for the sake of the rest of them. The redhead had been so excited, he hadn’t wanted to wait around for everything to be unloaded before he went in to meet everyone. It hadn’t really stopped him, either way. The boy had simply taken what he already had with him and bounded up towards the front door of the house. Riorek had taken a short moment to watch him go, but otherwise returned to his current task.

Rye had been the last one to enter the house, carrying all of his own stuff with him as well as what Orland had left behind in the trunk. It seemed as soon as the guitarist entered the house, an eerie silence settled among the eight gathered there. Or perhaps it had already been like that, but just worsened with his arrival. It was awkward, that was no doubt, and there was no way that Rio was about to stand around doing nothing. He didn’t want to meet these people in the first place.

It was right about that time when two other members from the band arrived on the scene: Nicoli and Lavi. Damn, they’re even taller in person. He thought to himself while grinding his teeth together a bit in irritation. Well, they were all tall except for the shorty- and boy was he, especially compared to everyone else. Riorek took one look at all of them, and he reaffirmed his already present dislike for each and every one of them. The only thing that was keeping him from going anywhere at that particular moment was the fact that Orland was clutching onto his sleeves and hiding behind him.

But then everything turned a whole notch worse when the blonde decided to open his mouth. A cheery, cheeky, flirty, bombastic little twat was somehow living in the 6’ 4’’ menace that stood mere feet away. "My name is Nicoli, but you know that, and these are all my lovely band mates!" The blonde then practically attached himself to the bassist- Julian or something- wrapping himself quite tightly around the man, nuzzling him.

No.

Rio decided right then and there that he hated him the most out of all of them. A rather openly unadulterated, unmasked, and unfiltered look of utter disdain hit Rio’s already pissed looking face. His eyes were focused solely on the blonde, an intense look to his orbs. ”Oh. Hell. No.” He said as bluntly as humanly possible, the dislike painfully obvious in his tone of voice.

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Finally able to get out of bed, Lavi was getting ready in a heart beat. Throwing on a white button long sleeve shirt long with his black fleece sweat shirt that had buttons near the stomach area only. Not bothering to fix his hair, he just did what he normally did and grabbed a few hair pins, sliding his bangs back and clipping them up. Rushing over he caught up to Nic who was waiting for him to get done. "Readyy Readyy Readyy, let's go baldy! If I wasn't in such a rush, I'd rip that fake blonde hair out of your head for earlier." Of course he was teasing him about the balding, but the hair being blonde, he wasn't too sure about, even after all these years of knowing him.

Jerking him by the arm as the rushed to the door, Lavi paused as he saw Kali waiting by the gate for the others. Mean while Nic decided to mess up his hair! "I don't want to go bald like you! Leave it alone!" He combed back his bands and fixed the pin back up as Nic walked away and cling onto J.

"That's so not sexy Nic! Quit scaring away the band! Look you already made one want to leave. It's because you guys are to freaking tall and scary! Go shrink somewhere." Lavi, pushed Nic away from J as he took Kaz's wrist pulling him with. "Here, Kali will be your guide, I am sure he has been waiting the past days for you guys to show up. Don't hurt his feelings."

Lavi had to do something, Kali looked hurt from new guys words of 'hell no'. It irritated Lavi a bit. Seeing Kali hurt was like seeing someone beat up a freaking dog for no reason. It was sickening and it made everyone feel bad that such a hot guy was depressed.


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Being jerked by Lavi, Kali was a bit confused, he had realized his emotions had gotten to his face until Lavi spoke up. "It's fine La-La. I don't mind honestly. If they don't want to be here, we can't force them." Kali smiled a bit towards Rio and a bit at Orlando who was hiding. "Sorry if we scare you, I get our height isn't enjoyable to be around. I wont be bothering you, any of you."

Gently he brushed off Lavi's hand from his wrist and patted his head walking off back into the house. He had silently went up to his room of the attic. It was a decent sized area, It fit a couch, a desk and his bed too all with still enough space to move around in. It was very nice and roomy.

Sitting at his desk chair he rubbed the back of his neck as he turned on his laptop searching for new e-mails or songs to pass the time. Eventually he just grabbed a book and laid down on his bed, reading until he fell asleep. Kal never really bothered with T.V, he found it boring and a waste of imagination. And the only time he used the computer was for e-mails, music or reading news artistic, maybe even order things here and there.

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He had, actually, passed the driving exams with flying colours. But it was definitely not because he particularly liked it. From the start, Chilli was against the idea getting the driver license after having seen the costs and whatsoever; a simple waste of time and money. But it seemed it had its advantages, according to their manager at least, thus he got one unwillingly. Nothing that took very long though because Chilli could drive before the lesson had started. After all, there were certain opportunities where he'd just drive without a license in the past and even got skilled to do some dangerous stunts through it; so yeah, it was easy for him to pass the test. But he still was bitter of the amount he had to pay to get the license, not to mention he was not much of a car lover or driving freak himself so he knew he was not going to need it much. He'd rather relax sitting at the back, sleeping or doing whatever while being driven by someone else.

So, like obviousness he passed the job to another and thus it was Rio and Ino left who were pretty much forced to do it. No bad feelings, but Chilli was quite satisfied with the situation. Disregarding Rio's endless irritation and whiny Oreo who seemed to try annoying the heck out of him; yeah, the travel itself was quite nice and relaxing with all the sweets and cakes he had brought with him. Occasionally he'd come forward and gave away some sour candies to Rio, but he knew it wouldn't really change Rio's mood the slightest. Not like he could blame him for it though - he pretty much could guess what was going on in the head of the band's guitarist yet he didn't consider even only for a second to relief him from some hours of his driving duty. He was not that kind of a sweetheart who'd sacrifice his relaxing time for anyone really. Not to mention he'd need it now especially, while they were driving towards that 'secret' meeting place where they were suppose to live with the members of Tranzistor for a certain period of time and 'learn' from them. Utter bullshit and waste of time. Chilli would rather go back to their studio and practice some; but no. Brilliant idea whoever came up with it. So brilliant Chilli would want to meet them personally and beat them to pulp. Or even better, he'd invite Rio for the beating. That'd be quite the show.

Pleasing himself with the thought, he survived the countless hours in the stuffy vehicle. Summer seemed to be in its peak as even Chilli who loved summer to the point of passion got quite annoyed with the radiating sun. Chilli gazed outside the window lazily, sighed then upon their arrival. They arrived. Oreo who couldn't wait much longer had left the vehicle as the first one, jumped out as he embraced freedom like a little kid. "Got it, Boss," Slipped from Chilli's mouth nonchalantly as he took his little backpack where he had stuffed all his sweets in (by now, they were all pretty much swiped away) and proceeded to follow Oreo to the outside. The fresh air felt good and he allowed himself a deep breather and a little stretching (which he urgently needed) before he helped out Rio to unload their luggage.

He pretty much got his own things out (which were not that much actually) though the keyboard he had brought with him was quite heavy so that he left Rio with the task to carry Oreo's other things. At the very least he figured he could check whether they hadn't forgotten anything inside the vehicle and whether it was already locked right, before he went ahead and entered the house. With mixed feelings, he stepped inside only to be confronted immediately by all the other band's members. Chilli blinked as his eyes traveled from their chest on his eye level to their faces. Damn were they tall. Like a freaking door they stood in front of him, made his neck as though having a premonition start to feel stiff already.

Being from the same studio, of course he had seen them around. But it was the first time he actually saw them up close. Chilli had placed not much interest in other bands and much less comparing his band's music with another. It was distracting and will influence him negatively, not to mention his creativity might be afflicted – few exemplary reasons from many not being bothered by other bands. Due to this meeting thing he allowed himself to act otherwise though, and looked them up a bit. Therefore he knew each name and which position they fill in the band, at the very least. He doubted though that those ugh so popular Tranzistor band members even bothered to do such a stunt.

There was that one tall guy with weird red orbs; Julian Aether the bassist who stared down at them in a way that displeased Chilli in a way. And then the seemingly tallest guy of the bunch, Kali Mistry with his Arabic flair - if Chilli remembered correctly he was also the oldest one who almost reached the age of 31. He was the one Chilli's most interested in, after all they played the same instrument. Anyways, moving on there was the smallest (Chilli was quite surprised as he found out that the smallest member of Tranzistor was younger than him), Laven Divheart, played the drum and had weird lavender hair. He was quite the eyesore within a band consist of members reaching up to the ceiling. Then at long last there was this one flashy guy, Nicoli Zabrana, who banished the awkward silence and eyeing with his peculiar way of greetings and introduction.

Why the heck did he especially mentioned him as pianist anyways? After all, they had a pianist too. Chilli eyed Nicoli with slightly disturbed eyes whilst Nicoli began to get too familiar with the bassist. This was going to be a lot more a pain in the ass than Chilli had previously presumed. He was however, tactful enough to hide away his feelings and tried for a smile, but it seemed like once again, Rio was being too honest with his feelings and blurted out what Chilli had been feeling.

Rio, give me a break honestly. He was however, quite surprised how that big Kali Mistry was so easily disappointed and retreated soon after he had apologized for something they pretty much were not at fault. Of course it was not because they were tall; it was simply because their Nicoli here was quite the perverted weirdo. And Rio, well, Rio was already in shitty mood to begin with. Before Chilli could clear it up however, that big guy already went away like a guilty kid who'd walk off and cry in the corner. Damn, he was so Chilli's type.

Purposefully he tilted his body to Rio's direction, only for his shoulder bag to slip off and land right on Rio's feet. The insides were not that much weight, majority of it being clothes; but there was one quite big book inside that suppose to make the 'accident' quite a bit of a punishment. "Ah, my bad." He had told him with his eyes not smiling and picked up his bag again. That being done he turned to the Tranzistor band members (at least those who are left), smiling politely. "I suppose we all know of you. Let me introduce you to Sometimes Monsters you probably haven't heard of." There was a sharp tone in Chilli's voice like he was accusing them, as he without further ado proceeded. "I am Achille, this is Rio." Then he forcefully pulled Oreo out of his hiding (definitely not only for the introduction, but also to bully the red head a little). "This guy's called Oreo and that's Ino." He pointed to Ino. At the very least now, he had done something that made him appear as the oldest of the bunch - though it was not that he was much of a mature person either.

"It is good to see you and all, but I'd prefer if you could help us seeing our rooms first. It was a tiresome travel, for our Rio here especially..." He patted the guy's shoulder uncaring whether he liked it or not. "... who had to drive the whole time. Therefore excuse him for his behaviour; he is just tired is all." Chilli did not want to start a conflict on the very first day. It would only make things awkward that'd be a pain in the ass. They sort of need to stick with each other for quite some time, so he'd prefer stress less days wherein he could relax himself to the fullest.

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Julian could feel the tension it could have been cut by a knife it was so thick, but he wasn't much sure how to fix it and Kali leaving only seemed to make it worse. And Nic... Well he was lovable but Jule's knew his at time over-zealous personality could cause people to get defensive. Luckily though Julian did not have to defuse the situation because Lavi and the one called Chilli did. Giving a small smile of gratitude Julian decided to try and ease things along further. "It's a pleasure to meet you all, and don't worry as the one who usually drives I know its exhausting... Especially when Nic here decides that he's bored." Flashing a look at the blonde he gave a small smile, they were good friends and while most had a hard time telling when Jule's was joking the blonde always seemed to pick up on it. "Anyway, lets get you to your rooms so you can settle and I'll make some lunch, good food is the best way to get Kali to leave his room."

Julian quickly picked up the bags wanting to be a good host, then he gave only a gesture in order to have everyone follow. Though he did give a small smirk of amusement when he heard a small "I hope my room is close to Rio's" coming from the back in a shy curious voice. The tour did not last long, at least not for Julian, because really he wasn't saying anything just going to the rooms and depositing luggage then he was excusing himself to start on lunch, he knew most people would avoid the kitchen so that was a good place to be for someones who's social skills were less then fantastic. It also helped that he enjoyed cooking. Maybe he'd bake a cake while he was at it, something sweet to cut the obvious tension and strain that seemed to be predominant over the entire house. Luckily more then a few people seemed somewhat oblivious to it, or they were aware and just very good at keeping a peppy positive attitude.




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Orland was probably the one person who at that moment in time did not find any fault with Nic's hello if anything it made him smile a little though he could have done without the blonde zeroing in on him while he was hiding behind Rio that just made him feel uncomfortable. But Nic seemed nice, a little odd but friendly and that made Orland feel allot more comfortable already because he had so been worried about arriving and finding out that the other band was full of jerks. But they all seemed friendly enough even if Kali was somewhat intimidating and the Julian guy seemed eerily quiet and immune, the guy barely even blinked when Nic practically threw himself on him, maybe it was just a common thing? But things seemed to be going well...

Until they weren't. Orland could not blame Riorek for his comment he knew his friend was already not happy about all this and he really did not like peppy people but he still tugged at Rio's shirt and gave him a worried smile, a mix between 'its going to be ok' and 'try and be nice pretty please for me?'. And then Kali was leaving and Laven was talking and Orland was starting to feel a little lost, well at least Tranzistor was full of interesting people right? It was that point that Achille took up the reigns apologizing and presenting them something Orland was a little thanful for though he could have done without him saying his name was Oreo that was just a nickname, but he still gave a big friendly smile feeling a little less shy and letting himself come out of hiding a bit more. And when Julian spoke Orland's smile grew a bit more, the quiet man was a little intimidating but he seemed friendly enough just awkward, and with his shyness slowly being reduced Orland was starting to get fidgety and let his eyes wander the room taking everything in with curiosity and they were getting a /tour/ and that was just awesome! The moment that Julian signaled for them to follow because the tour was starting well Orland was all too happy to grab onto Rio and drag him along, because he wanted to see there rooms and he hoped his was close to Rios, what if he got a nightmare? Or Chille decided to prank him? Or he decided to prank Chille, either way Rio had to be close if something bad happened.

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The new band didn't like him. Which didn't make any sense to Nicoli, because how could anyone not like him? He's a big cuddly, and really freaking sexy, teddybear. And he sings, like, really good. Maybe they were jealous, he muses, ready to hide behind Julian and complain about them bullying him when Laven pushed them apart, scolding him for being so not sexy which again confused Nic, but by now he's ready to just go back to his usual arm-crossing, lower lip out pouting until someone offered him something he wanted, but in the end he just stands nearby and shuts his mouth. They were all probably just grouchy from the long car trip, they would soften up to him later, especially if he could convince Jules to make cake!

They started on a tour of the house and Nic follows, hanging back a bit since he had already gotten the tour a few days ago, and these guys were the ones that needed to know where everything was. It was a pretty large house, easy to get lost in, at least for him. He had already run into walls like, at least three times because he wasn't paying attention to where he was going. They said it was his fault for being easily distracted, but that wouldn't have been a problem if they could have just stayed back where they were before, where Nic could walk around with his eyes closed and not run into anything.

The tour wraps up pretty quickly and he watches as most people seem to retreat to their rooms, Julian disappearing to go cook, the grey haired guy having already left without him even noticing. Not really sure what to do with himself now, Nic needed entertainment. Green hair flashes in his peripherals and he has his entertainment. "Hey, you're Achille right?" The blonde puts on a smile as he approaches, stopping a comfortable distance away. "Uh, thanks for downstairs." He rubs the back of his neck, looking awkward because Nic does not like anything remotely serious. And now he's not really sure to go from there, so he finds himself with a bad case of word-vomit instead. "I like your hair by the way, and um, wow you're probably almost a full foot shorter than me aren't you, and uh..."


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Harley didn't mind long car rides. Though he supposes that's because he doesn't mind the long silences, or the way they seemed to go on forever. When he's not driving he just sits in the back and does the same thing he was doing before, minus the steering and pressing down on a pedal, and since he doesn't have the road to pay attention to he finds something else to do. So he just sort of watches his band mates. Orland, all excited and full of energy, looking like a tight coil ready to spring. Harley likes Orland, because he never seems to mind that he doesn't talk much, he doesn't require constant feedback to keep going, and Harley enjoys listening. Achille with his sweets, swapping between eating and napping. And Riorek, who he still wasn't sure about sometimes, because with him he always felt like a bother, and it made him anxious.

Riorek was the one driving when they pulled up to the house, which Harley is grateful for because he's pretty positive he would have wrecked into the house while he was too busy staring at how ginormous it all was. There was no way he was going to be able to get around in there without a map, he was going to get lost so much. They start filing out and Harley waits to be last, shutting the car door softly behind him while he's still looking up at the house. How could anyone live in a place like this? He muses, going to the back to retrieve his suitcase.

They all head inside and Harley, like the rest of Sometimes Monsters, noticed the height thing first. All of them were like giants! Harley was five eight, which wasn't that bad for a guy, but even he would look like a girl next to one of them. Like every other time he starts to get nervous, his hand goes to his hair and he runs his fingers through greyish white locks, tugging at it before dropping his hand back to his side. He wished he had something to ground himself. Instead he had a Riorek being rude, but that wasn't anything new, he always spoke his mind and didn't care what consequences it would have. He angles his head down so white hair falls in front of his eyes, and he hides an already silent chuckle. Soon thereafter they're getting a tour around the place, and Harley is trying to remember how many turns they've made since the front room but he's not sure anymore and perhaps once he found his room he would just stay there all day, that seemed like a good plan. He walked a few steps behind everyone, near the yellow haired guy who had gotten his greeting shot down by Riorek, still trying to map the place out inside his head.

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Image Looking in the direction Kali left in Lavi sighed softly to himself and followed the others inside. He made sure he was the last one to go locking the front gate and then closing the front door behind him. Staring as the others gathered around and being shown to their rooms, he puckered his lips thinking. This was starting to get even more annoying than he originally thought.

Watching everyone closely, he noticed they were all very different, in height, in actions, personality, style it went on in Lavi's head. Compared to his group, the only one who was different was...well he couldn't think of it. In truth they were all pretty much torn from the same cloth, Lavi just so happened to get the left over end, the short end. Ok so maybe it was him who was different from the rest of them. And sure it made him feel less apart of the band. Specially when no one really noticed him whenever they are around. Once in a while he would catch himself wondering what was going through the company's heads when they grouped them all together.

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Right now, it was all just jumbles so his beat was a little fast that it made the sticks blur, but the sound come out in a flowy rhythm. Once he caught himself playing he switched rhythms to Fighting Dreamers as he walked around and plopped himself down on the couch and started to play the rest of the song on the wooden coffee table. Slowly he started to him to the song. For some reason this song always made him feel a bit better and sorted out his thoughts, even if it was a ridiculous song.

Sighing as he leaned back against the sofa, tilting his head up towards the ceiling his slipped his sticks back up his sleeves into a hidden built in pocket that he made for all his sweaters. Last night he wasn't able to get to get much sleep, he had stayed up most of the night writing drum notes. Thoughtlessly, his mind drifted off into a deep sleep, letting his body slide over and land on the sofa's pillows. And like that he was out.

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Riorek seemed to have already accomplished a fourth of his duty with dealing with this other band, as he had almost immediately hurt someone’s feelings- the big guy, Kali- and to be honest Rio had not been expecting such a reaction from a guy that looked like him. He had talked to the little annoying one with lavender hair who had just pulled Nicoli and Julian apart- a futile act, as the damage had already been done- trying to calm his bandmate.

Rye was utterly unimpressed by the display, and furthermore was both disappointed and disgusted with how the large guy acted. He had no guts whatsoever, and he looked like a bloody injured puppy. The pianist had tried to apologize to them, naively assuming that it had been their height that had set Sometimes Monsters off. That was far from the truth, for as far as Rio’s concerned, height, build, physique, and character do not discourage him from picking fights or engaging negatively with people.

The guy even ventured to smile at him, which was another mistake. Immediately, Riorek scowled at him in irritation, dashing any attempts to connect on any kind of level. He wanted absolutely nothing to do with Kali or any other member of Tranzistor, and he would make that exceedingly abundantly clear to each and every one of them.

Chilli, however, seemed to disagree with his stand on the matter. His green haired companion suddenly shifted dangerously close to his personal space, and Riorek was about to lash out when the other beat him to it. Suddenly the shoulder pack was slipping off of Chilli and landing right on his foot. Rio quickly withdrew his foot as the large bag came into contact with it, and he hissed, pain flashing across his face.

Rye immediately shot his head towards Achille, a deadly look on his face. "Ah, my bad." It was painstakingly apparent that his bandmate meant absolutely nothing of what he had just said, and an almost innocent look was perched upon the green-haired boy’s face. As Chilli bent down to retrieve the bag and was just straightening back up, Rek’s hand suddenly landed on his shoulder with a thick clap, and a feigned look of something akin to forgiveness played on his own facial features.

”Of course, darling.” His voice was a low growl, eyes narrowed, sharp, and dangerous. His grip tightened to where his fingers were digging slightly into the other’s shoulder, but he then released and crossed his arms with a look of absolute distaste for this situation, huffing a bit of air past his lips and looking away from Chilli.

However, Achille then spoke up, intending to introduce them, but he spoke with an accusing undertone, and Rye couldn’t help but smirk. This was why he liked the boy- while they might have their small spats, they were usually on the same page in one way or another. However, the smirk dropped immediately when the pianist introduced him improperly- by his nickname. He did the same thing with Oreo, and Riorek quickly spoke up with a rough tone.

”Riorek, Orland.” He corrected, a harsh look to his face, almost as if he were daring these strangers to refer to him with something so personal. He pointed Orland out when he said his name; while Rye was sure Orland wouldn’t really mind either way, it was a point that needed to be made clear.

Achille was then politely trying to dismantle the situation by suggesting that Sometimes Monsters should be shown to their rooms, but then the boy was trying to play off Rye’s natural hostility as nothing more than having to drive for over 12 hours. He was then touching him again, patting his shoulder, but Rek didn’t particularly care at that moment. Sure, it was annoying and demeaning, but this was just how their relationship worked.

The bassist, who seemed to be the leader of the group by default as he appeared to be the only one who was mature, then defused the awkward and hostile scene by agreeing to show them to their rooms. Rye didn’t pay much attention to what was said afterwards, as he could care less about this Kali guy, and was pretty well considering just skipping this whole ‘tour’ thing and going off to find a room himself. However, he didn’t get the chance as he suddenly felt Orland’s grip around his sleeve, tugging him along to go after the group. With a small, grudging sigh, he allowed himself to be dragged around by the little red-head.

Lavi had disappeared soon after they had begun the tour, and Riorek was being all too patient with this whole ordeal, when really he just wanted to move in and create a safe place for himself. Then go play some basketball, probably. They better have a hoop set up here, or so help me…. He thought silently to himself, a look of dark irritation suddenly flickering across his face.

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Was it a given that Rio was angry for Chilli introduced them with their nicknames beside Chilli himself? Probably. But honestly, only Rio was bothered with that anyway so it mattered little. He should get rid of his fear of getting familiar with people already, how will he ever date in the future if he still was going to be like that? Chilli was doing it for his sake!- well, obviously not, but let's just put it that way. Chilli is known for being the "Pretty Boy" of the group and in contrast to Rio the "Angelic Prince" of some sort, always showing kindness without malice - well pretty much acting in public as the super pure and kind-hearted guy. There's a need for him to let out his true nature a bit, and the only place he could do it was among Sometimes Monsters. Though Harley- well Harley was some sort of an exception. Chilli liked his company especially since he prefers not to ask question to cause any possible conflict. Often it was Oreo he'd tease with a camera he also brought with him solely for Oreo's "sake". But oddly enough, Chilli also liked to bother Rio despite his (as Chilli put it) bothersome attitude and ignited his irritation quite easily to be honest, though the struggle Rio gave him entertained Chilli nonetheless.

Like when Rio quite gently gripped on his shoulders to the point Chilli felt as though Rio's fingers almost pierced through his skin just then. He could only grin to Rio's response though and was quite disappointed not being able to see his expression while he was referred by him as 'darling'. Chilli knew it; Rio could be quite the sweetheart if he just tried. Though a little resentment was still there, for he felt his fingers still in his shoulder, could feel that he left his traces. After all, in aspect of strength, Rio was in the upper hand. Why can't he be gentle to him? A rhetorical question, Chilli could answer by himself.

Quite an odd combination the Bassist made with the Lead Singer, appeared to Chilli like Owner and Puppy sort of relationship. Julian, mature and calm tried to dissolve the tension and started to pick some of their luggage up with him, intended to show them around. Just what Chilli waited for. Though he was holding a grudge on their manager for having them come later than the Tranzsistors and thus giving the other band the chance to choose their preferred rooms ahead of time, he followed the guy obediently without any other comment. He'd ruin the atmosphere he feared if he was to say something right now.

Chilli was quick to choose and got a room upstairs at the end of the hall with a balcony that had a fantastic view to the vast blue ocean that truly lid up his mood. Yeah, that's how a holiday should be! A little hasty he just threw everything (aside his keyboard of course, which he slowly put down on the desk not to harm it in any way) on his claimed bed- which he had two in the room oddly - and stepped outside to the balcony. He truly enjoyed the wind that came towards him as though a greeting and looked at the view that was wonderful beyond words.

There was another balcony at his left, not really far from his he estimated, so he could with little effort get on there and smuggle into his neighbor's room. He wondered who had taken that room though, and hid a smirk before he popped out his room again after he aired the quite stuffy room a bit. Did he just hear someone tapping on something? He stared at Oreo's direction, but he seemed not to be the source of the faint noise that slowly disappeared. He brushed it off, finally noticing that Julian is gone. "Hey, you're Achille right?" Suddenly the blonde Lead Singer approached him, seemed to be quite uncomfortable in his skin. Not like Chilli could blame him though. He thanked him, which Chilli surprised quite a bit. Didn't think that someone sprouting with confidence ever would do such a stunt. Guess he was too soon to judge.

He acted a little weird though, making the situation quite awkward. Only little did Chilli care, merely was curious what exactly the intentions of this blonde head was. Surely, he would not stop after thanking him, right? It would be way too trivial. "No prob. After all Riorek-" He emphasized a little loudly for Rio to possibly hear. "-Can be quite a dick." He finished, his expression innocent and his smile is kept polite.

"I like your hair by the way, and um, wow you're probably almost a full foot shorter than me aren't you, and uh..."

Now, this was not going anywhere. Just spit out what you exactly want from me, will you? A little impatient he lift his eyebrow, wondering whether Nicoli'd want to continue with the nonsensical words he spoke until Chilli eventually commented: "Blah blah blah," - which displayed his boredom quite well. Shortly after he smiled though, looking up to the tall guy with faked innocence. "Thank you for your compliments... Where's Julian by the way? You're quite close to him," He played disappointment as he pouted a little. "He seemed really nice...," Innocent eyes fluttered at Nicoli as though begging him to do Chilli a favor. "Does he have... a lover?," With that question, he suddenly reached for Nicoli's shirt, grabbing it tightly and looking up to him as though in brink of tears. "If not- then!!" He stopped, pretending not to find any suitable words by biting his lips but actually examined Nicoli's reaction. Was he surprised? Jealous? Troubled? Or even- disgusted? His little play for his own amusement set its objective to find out just that. Not like Chilli was seriously interested in Julian- though Chilli acted quite splendidly as always.

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Orland was quick to claim a room, making sure it was the one closest to Riorek, in this case directly across from his friend. It was smaller but Orland did not mind, he found the smaller space to be cozy and easy to get comfortable in and he had everything he needed in its place soon enough, and it seemed his band-mates had a similar idea, with Harley... Huh? Where was Harley. Peeking into the hallway confused he did not see his friend but he did see Chille talking to Nic and he was getting that look in his eyes, the look that meant he was going to mess with someones head. He was NOT going to get involved with that! Looking across the hall into Rio's room Orland contemplated how to lift his friends mood so he did not potentially murder anyone. It did not take long for his mind to strike an idea and he was headed toward the kitchen where he was pretty sure Julian had said he would be.

A few minutes later Orland was headed back-upstairs with a basketball he did not bother announcing himself before walking into Riorek's room. "Hey Riooo~ Catch!" Playfully throwing the basketball at his friend he grinned from ear to ear. "I asked the Julian guy and he said there's a hoop set up on the patio! I thought maybe me and you versus two of the giraffes?" Rocking back and forth on his heels he looked at Riorek like a Labrador puppy looked at its owner after fetching a ball, proud and way too excited. Orland froze for a moment trying to remember something, "Huh... Oh yeah! Lunch is also going to be out on the patio so were suppose to tell everyone ok?" Orland could hardly contain himself as he stood still he wanted confirmation that he'd done good and cheered his friend up, if not this then the only other thing he could think of was some serious hug therapy and that might be weird considering there were people everywhere.




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Julian was quite happy once he returned to his kitchen, he quickly got to work on some sandwiches making many different varieties as he was unsure which ones everyone would like. He also decided that some lemonade might be a good idea considering the hot weather. He was in the process of cutting more cheese when he heard someone walk into the kitchen, or in this case someone cower shyly at the entrance of the kitchen. "Excuse me Mr.Julian sir." Looking up with a smirk Julian corrected him easily "Just Julian is fine, or Jule's what can I help you with Orland?" The request was an odd one, 'Are there any basketballs around? And is there a hoop.' The red-head did not look like the type who played sports in his spare time but Julian directed him downstairs to where the sports equipment was stored and told him there was a hoop on the patio. Now that he thought about it the patio was also a good place for lunch, as the redhead departed he quickly told him to tell anyone he saw lunch was being served outside.

A little while later he was done, he had a large tray of sandwiches and a large jug of lemonade. He quickly set everything up outside on the patio table. Then he went back inside to get everyone outside, he decided to start with Laven who seemed to think that sleeping all morning was not enough. Shaking his shoulder's gently Julian crouched down. "Lavi... Wake up or I'll start worrying over you." And yes Julian meant it as a threat, it was common knowledge in the band that when Julian got worried he could become quite relentless in his pursuit of ensuring someone's health was being looked after, he had driven more then a few people insane by his endless questioning and doting. "Or I'll pick you up. I've done it before and I will do it again." As if to prove his point he started snaking his hands under the lavender haired boy.

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Image Image "So you've come to see me, Heh heh. What seems to be the problem Laven Divheart?" A voice he knew well deep in the darkness of his soul, that awaited him. Was a man that many people know him as the Devil, but to Lavi, he was just a man who held him by chains a man he knows as Master. A man who has never left his side and held out with him, even if it was only for a deed such as this.

Lavis image of this man, had no horns, scales or a devil's tail. But he had long black Japanese hair and wore satin Japanese old style clothing. He was tall, just like his band mates and held a strong structure. He was fairly beautiful and hard to look away from.

"There's something I need from you." Slowly he walked up to this man before him.

"The more you need the deeper your deed. Tell me what it is you desire and I will make it possible." Slowly the man looked up at him with desired eyes, shifting his body to his feet as he caught Lavi in his fingers grasps.

"I need my contract prolonged. I want to finish this, I want to help my band do whatever it takes to get where they need. After that, well..."

His Master smiled at him and touched his own lips. "A kiss to seal the deal."

Lavi reached his arms out and pulled him close, pressing their lips together. And like that he was out of his sleep. Waking up to Julian's face and lips in replacement of his Masters. His eyes widened as big as they could get and he could feel the blood rush to his whole face causing him to get extremely red.

"Ju! Wh...I mean... I am so sorry!" Quickly he got up from the couch covering his mouth, stumbling around a bit. "Oh right, sorry, I was sleeping again wasn't I?" He looked around to avoid looking at Ju's face. Anything but that. No matter what he looked at, he could get his face to stop from getting brighter and brighter. Though, this wasn't the first time they have, in fact, Lavi has done this once before by accident to Ju. For some reason, it has only happened to him and not Nic or Kali shockingly. He figured that his master was pulling pranks on him as a joke.

Rubbing his head of unsure what to say next he gripped his chest to where his heart was praying it would slow down or just stop right now and kill him from this embarrassment.


Image Image Not even fully rest, Kali got up anyways. There was really no way for him to sleep, knowing he should he helping out at a time like this. Fixing his clothes as he got up from his bed, he walked back down the steps that lead out the attic door at the very end of the hall. Waving his fingers through his hair, he rested his other hand on his hip while walking down the hall. Noticing some sort of commotion in a bedroom, pausing by the door he saw S.M's pianist cozying up to Nic. He wasn't on top to hear the full conversation, when he heard another commotion downstairs, from the sounds of it, Lavi was freaking out a bit and then it went quiet.

"Maybe we should head downstairs. Sure, Jewel's has the lunch ready soon. It's around that time and he isn't one to be late." Kali said after knocking his fingers against the frame of the door to get the two lover bird's attention. "Hmm." He shifted his eyes away and started to walk away. "I won't tell Jewel's, Neko."

Neko was another nickname that he had come up with for his band member. It was mainly because to him Nico sounded like Neko and it was also the fact of Nic and how he always acted like a horny cat.

Keeping his hand on his hip, he let his other hand that was in his hair rest on his neck, looking over the balcony he noticed Lavi beat red and Jewel's staring and nearly turning just as the same. What had he been missing in such little time?

Ignoring it for now he cleared his throat. "Jewel's, Erm, when do you think lunch will be? This old man is a bit hungry." He smiled sheepishly at them feeling like he walked in on something very awkward as he looked down at them.

He was always the one to run into all the most awkward things in this house. He had very bad timing, but at this point he was a bit use to it, and felt a bit special knowing he knew the most about this band. Even secrets about them.

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Achille had broken off from the group for a moment to go move into his own room and do his own thing to get set up. They sort of waited for him to finish so they could continue on with the tour and make sure each band member knew where each other were, but it seemed that the green-haired boy had decided to hang back when Nicoli approached him.

Riorek rolled his eyes and was about to move on with the rest of them when he heard his name mentioned. He paused mid-step only to hear this: "-Can be quite a dick." With a deep frown of irritation, Rye lifted his right hand and stuck his middle finger up into the air, hoping that Chilli would catch him flipping him off. ”Yeah, screw you too~” He called with a biting sarcasm in his voice.

After that, Rye stuffed his hands into his pockets and left Achille to his own twisted devices. If he cared an ounce, Rek might even feel sorry for Nicoli, but as it stood, he didn’t give two damns. He left the two behind and continued on, and soon Riorek found his own room. He immediately ducked into it and looked around critically. He practically slammed the door on his way in, shutting everyone and everything else out. He threw all of his own luggage- as he had refused to let anyone else even think about touching his stuff- to the side.

There was a large window set against the far wall, allowing the sunlight to stream in and paint the room in a refreshing luminance. Rio was not in the mood for light, however. With a small grumble he walked to the window, but instead of tearing the blinds over it to block out the sun, he slid it open and allowed the fresh breeze to flow in instead. Rye wasn’t entirely fond of the smell of the sea, but he did have to admit it wasn’t entirely unpleasant.

It was then that he pulled the cloth over the side that still remained closed, and then he turned to gaze about the room once more. It would do incredibly nicely. It had darker colors, which Riorek appreciated greatly- it would prevent sunlight from bouncing off everything in the morning and upsetting his sleep.

Before he even considered sitting down, Rye let out a sigh and moved back to where he had thrown pretty much everything he had been carrying, and retrieved the things he had still been holding on to for Oreo. Knowing the boy, he suspected that Orland wouldn’t be too far. Opening his door once more, he peeked out and, sure enough, Oreo had set up camp across from him. He strode across the hallway and to his door, depositing the two or three bags at his door but not really bothering to say anything about it.

Riorek then turned and slipped back into his room silently, swinging the door shut once more but leaving it open a crack. Strolling over to the bed, he took one look at it before flopping right onto it. It was soft, but still firm enough not to be utterly annoying. It smelled of clean linen and the fresh breeze that now invaded his room. He relished it for a moment before deciding he would be a lot happier once it held his own scent. It would feel safer and more like what he knew.

The drive had definitely taken its toll on him, and he wanted nothing more than to sleep off the rest of the day, or at least a couple of hours and then go practice some basketball. However, before he could really consider putting that thought into action, he could hear his door being opened rather brazenly. An irritated look crossed Rio’s face as he turned to see who it was and then chew them out for bothering him- especially if it was a member of Tranzistor- but instead he found Orland waltzing into his room with a huge grin.

With a soft grumble under his breath, the hostile look settled quite a bit, but a bit of annoyance still lingered. But Orland seemed to come bearing gifts, and with a cheerful little twitter, he tossed a basketball right at him. Riorek immediately sat up and caught it with a solid thump. It was then that the little red-head informed him of the existence of a hoop on the patio, and a look that somewhat held relief in it flashed across his face.

”Finally, some good news.” But then Oreo also suggested that he and Rio team up against two of the members of Tranzistor, and Rek couldn’t help but scoff, albeit a bit good-naturedly. ”No offense, but no one here would be even close to my level. In fact, I’m pretty sure you guys all suck. Do you even know the first thing about basketball, Orland?” Rio smirked wryly at Oreo with his question, but the look held no malice- it was more of a teasing gesture.


Rye rose from the bed and walked over to the red-head, the basketball held loosely against his hip and forearm. He paused beside him, and his hand suddenly found its way atop Oreo’s head, messing up his hair with another wry little look. ”Thanks.” The drummer then piped up about the leader of Tranzistor getting the red-head to run around sending messages, and Riorek rolled his eyes, completely ignoring what he had said about the whole ‘we’ thing.


”Best go and pass it on, then.” And with that, Riorek turned the other way and departed from the hall to go head down to the patio. He had, of course, brought his own basketball with him, but he wasn’t about to turn down the kind gesture that Oreo had presented him with. As soon as he returned to the first floor and onto a wooded or solid floor, he began to bounce the ball loudly against it, dribbling until he reached the door that led out to the patio. He paused to slide open the door and then headed out, reclosing the door with his foot as he continued his methodical motions with the ball.


He headed out towards the hoop and began his practice. Orland had said that lunch would also be out here, so he wanted to get at least a bit of something done that actually mattered before he would be forced with all these idiots again to eat. Hell, he would probably just snatch the food and retire down towards the beach or even just back into his room.

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Nicoli chuckled a bit at the insults thrown between bandmates, hiding his mouth behind his hand at some attempt to conceal it. The worst insult he really ever got from his band came from Laven, and that was the constant insistence that he was balding and that he dyed his hair. Which, really, if he did dye his hair then the balding comment would totally make sense, but he didn't, he just had naturally gorgeous, stunning colored locks. It really wasn't anything to get jealous about... or it was but that was besides the point anyways. No one else thought that right? He'd be so embarrassed...

He's jerked out of his thoughts, and his ramblings are cut off, by a rather rude blah blah blah, and he's ready to open his mouth and explain you don't just interrupt people while they're talking but he doesn't get the chance. His eyes narrowed and his thoughts got defensive at the mention of Julian, because why did this guy care? The other band had hardly been there for a half hour and this kid already wanted a piece of his Jules? Oh... but Greenie really did look cute when he fluttered his eyelashes like that... perhaps he could let it slide for just this once and actually answer his questions. Besides, Jules needed to stop being the virgin mary at some point, right? It could make for an awkward summer though, if things didn't work out.

His eyes popped wide open when Chilli grabbed his shirt, looking down at the pianist with a surprised expression, shock all over his face. His jaw even fell open for a moment, while he was still trying to figure out what exactly had just happened. "Y... you're interested in Julian?" He asked, slowly, sort of like a child that needed things completely spelt out to them. Most things tended to go straight over Nic's head. This though, this he got. "N-no! That is my husband you are talking about!" Shock morphed into defense, and he batted weakly at Greenie's hand, until he had let go and Nic could back up, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well... not really. I mean, we sort of have an open relationship but..." frowning, mostly at himself, he retreated into his thoughts.

What if Chilli was serious about Julian? Did he have any right to get in the way? Jules never tried to get in between his relationships... but he didn't really have relationships, he had people over for the night and then they left. But his husband had never jumped in bed with them and yelled at them to get away... which was basically what he had just done. "You have my blessing if you promise to be good to him!" His words come out in a rush and he looks faintly unhappy about it, so he quickly finds something else to stare at. "J-just don't hurt him, he's fragile." Nic had completely fallen for it, jumped into the hole Chilli had dug for him, grabbed the shovel, and kept digging.

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Orland huffed at Riorek, ok so it was true he could not play sports to save his life he was a gamer but for his friend he would at least try. And it was also probably true that no one else did basketball but he thought maybe destroying them in the sport either way would get a good laugh out of Rio though in retrospect Orland really would prefer if there was no destroying and everyone could get along. However Rio was gone before he could get much of a word in edgewise but it was ok, he had successfully cheered Rio up and that had been his goal so he could say he won the gold prize. Deciding to focus his attention on rounding everyone else up for food outside he left Rio's room closing the door behind him to ensure the man got his privacy.

Luckily Orland did not have to search much before he found two people. Achille and Nic, they looked like they were having a serious conversation which kinda confused Orland because they had JUST gotten there what on earth could they have to talk about yet? Ignoring his curiosity in favor of passing on the message, he hopped over to the pair eagerly to get there attention. "Hey! Julian wanted me to tell people that lunch is being served outside on the patio so lets goooo~" He was grinning from ear to ear as he waited to see if he could drag them along because really now that he thought about it he was quite hungry and he had been sitting inside of a vehicle without eating anything for several hours unlike Achille who had been smart enough to actually bring sweets along.



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Julian was starting to think he had done something horrible in a past life to deserve his current existence. Backing away from Lavi blushing neon he tried to make his brain create a comprehensible sentence that would assure the lavender haired boy that he was ok and that he was forgiven but really all he could think of was 'why' and then Kali showed up and he was pretty sure he wanted to die. His brain managed to register that Kali was asking him about lunch. Letting out a long sigh he managed to coerce his cheeks into a color that wasn't neon red. "Lunch is already made, its out on the patio table I was just trying to wake Lavi because I knew there was no other way we could possible get through all those sandwiches." And he had to admit he was somewhat proud of the fact he had kept a smooth composure because internally he was still freaking out but he needed to handle this maturely.

Julian gently gestured that they head out to the patio together and he waited until Kali was just out of earshot before he turned to Lavi. "Don't worry about it... Though I might get Nic to start waking you up." He tried to pass it off as joke but he was pretty sure his voice betrayed his nervous feelings. He really wasn't sure if he should look into Lavi unconsciously kissing him or just try his best to pretend it was an odd coincidence. Going with the latter at least for now he was happy when they stepped outside to feel the sea breeze. He also noted that Riorek was outside playing basketball. Huh, he supposed that Orlands odd request now made a little more sense, the red head did seem to be close friends with Rio if all previous statements were anything to go by. "Please dig in I made enough for everyone but if more is needed or there are any special requests let me know, the others should be out soon as well I asked Orland to round anyone he saw up."

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Orland huffed at Riorek, ok so it was true he could not play sports to save his life he was a gamer but for his friend he would at least try. And it was also probably true that no one else did basketball but he thought maybe destroying them in the sport either way would get a good laugh out of Rio though in retrospect Orland really would prefer if there was no destroying and everyone could get along. However Rio was gone before he could get much of a word in edgewise but it was ok, he had successfully cheered Rio up and that had been his goal so he could say he won the gold prize. Deciding to focus his attention on rounding everyone else up for food outside he left Rio's room closing the door behind him to ensure the man got his privacy.

Luckily Orland did not have to search much before he found two people. Achille and Nic, they looked like they were having a serious conversation which kinda confused Orland because they had JUST gotten there what on earth could they have to talk about yet? Ignoring his curiosity in favor of passing on the message, he hopped over to the pair eagerly to get there attention. "Hey! Julian wanted me to tell people that lunch is being served outside on the patio so lets goooo~" He was grinning from ear to ear as he waited to see if he could drag them along because really now that he thought about it he was quite hungry and he had been sitting inside of a vehicle without eating anything for several hours unlike Achille who had been smart enough to actually bring sweets along.



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Julian was starting to think he had done something horrible in a past life to deserve his current existence. Backing away from Lavi blushing neon he tried to make his brain create a comprehensible sentence that would assure the lavender haired boy that he was ok and that he was forgiven but really all he could think of was 'why' and then Kali showed up and he was pretty sure he wanted to die. His brain managed to register that Kali was asking him about lunch. Letting out a long sigh he managed to coerce his cheeks into a color that wasn't neon red. "Lunch is already made, its out on the patio table I was just trying to wake Lavi because I knew there was no other way we could possible get through all those sandwiches." And he had to admit he was somewhat proud of the fact he had kept a smooth composure because internally he was still freaking out but he needed to handle this maturely.

Julian gently gestured that they head out to the patio together and he waited until Kali was just out of earshot before he turned to Lavi. "Don't worry about it... Though I might get Nic to start waking you up." He tried to pass it off as joke but he was pretty sure his voice betrayed his nervous feelings. He really wasn't sure if he should look into Lavi unconsciously kissing him or just try his best to pretend it was an odd coincidence. Going with the latter at least for now he was happy when they stepped outside to feel the sea breeze. He also noted that Riorek was outside playing basketball. Huh, he supposed that Orlands odd request now made a little more sense, the red head did seem to be close friends with Rio if all previous statements were anything to go by. "Please dig in I made enough for everyone but if more is needed or there are any special requests let me know, the others should be out soon as well I asked Orland to round anyone he saw up."

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After his sharp comment about Rio, he heard his clear voice not particulary content with what Chilli remarked - and Chilli could bet what vulgar gesture Rio directed to Chilli at that moment. However, Chilli's eyes was glued on Nicoli as though he was only warped up with everything surround them. Which of course, was not really the case. He knew well what happened at his close surrounding by the corner of his eyes - some sort of an aptitude it seemed.

Anyways, concentrating on the here and now, Chilli had his fun with figuring Nicoli's reaction out after his little act. And honestly, it was beyond entertaining. His expression shifted from surprised to uneasy, to confused and unhappy, to reluctant also defensive. It was quite a rapid change of bumfuzzled facial expressions which was quite farraginous to observe but very very interesting. It was intersting how he referred to Julian as his 'husband'. Chilli heard rumours but hearing it from the person directly concerned was quite a difference after all.

There was a frown before Nicoli continued, sort of gave Chilli the permission to get closer to Julian. How Nicoli expressed himself was honestly cute though - like a mother who tried to protect her baby even though it had grown up to be an adult. That is, not until he considered the meanings behind him avoiding his gaze and awkward sentences afterwards. It was nothing that was set in stone, of course, but Chilli had a hunch. A hunch he'd like to be verified.

A knock on the door was something he registered, but paid not much attention to. Only after Kali's voice was heard, Chilli turned to see the oldest standing there, looking almost newborn. He had enough with pouting at the corner, Chilli supposed. He seemed now confident and relaxed, just how Chilli knew him from the press. How interesting. Most interesting however, was what he said before he disappeared downstairs. "I won't tell Jewel's, Neko."

That made Chilli turn back his entire attention to Nicoli, observing him as though he just caught his lover cheating on him. His eyes was practically screaming: 'What did he mean by that?' as he searched for Nicoli's gaze. "I let you know I am indeed serious." His voice seemed almost threatening. "And I won't lose to you!" He continued his eyes dangerously emmit a competitive spirit. "Unlike yourself, I am very loyal. I'll never hurt my partner. Ever." Whether Chilli believed something more than friends was going on between Nicoli and Julian? Not really, he doubted it very much. Though he'd really like to see some development; clearly, it seemed that there was a need for him to get things moving. At least that was Chilli's 'noble' reason to continue with his act. Being the third wheel was suppose to be something good and spreads happiness, was it not?

"Hey! Julian wanted me to tell people that lunch is being served outside on the patio so lets goooo~"

Oreo's voice was now heard, but Chilli's eyes was still glued on Nicoli - before he let go and put distance between them. His eyes now purposefully not seeing him. "Wait a sec, Oreo, I gotta search for Harley." The very second after he passed Nicoli as though ignoring him and called for Sometimes Monsters' Lead Singer. "Harley? You coming? Lunch is ready!" Chilli started to search for him and as he eventually found him, he dragged him with hasty movements to the corridor and immediately went downstairs. "Sorry," Chilli then said after they arrived downstairs, letting go of Harley's hand. Harley was the last person he wants to be hated by. "Guess I was too obsessed back then. Anyway, let's go to the patio?" He then said putting all explanations aside. He honestly did not want to tell Harley about his little mischief.

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Orland was one to get easily confused so when Achille finally payed him attention only to dismiss him and Nic in favor of getting Harley well... Orland was a little lost to say the least. But Achille had ALWAYS been one to confuse Orland. Turning to look up at Nic he was a little at odds with himself on what to do from here. Nic was... Friendly but his fame and status still left Orland a little intimidated and feeling shy however he did feel the need to befriend the blonde, because at this rate everyone else was too scary to befriend, except maybe Laven, Orland liked Laven he seemed nice and he was normal height unlike Nic and the others who Orland was pretty sure had to be related to giraffes somehow.

Giving a big friendly smile Orland decided to wing it, hoping that his natural charm and friendly attitude would win over the blonde. "Hello again Nic! Sorry again about all my band-mates being weird... Or mean. But your totally going to learn to love them!" Right after the words left his mouth he figured out that maybe bringing up his bandmates distaste for the other band was not a good idea and he decided to quickly change tactic and topic. Locking arms with the blonde he began tugging him down the hallway, "Now lets goooo~ Or I'm gonna die of starvation at this rate!" It was an over-dramatic over-statement but he hoped it would seem like a natural way to quickly switch topics so that there was no awkwardness Orland hated awkward silences they were if possible the worst thing ever and made him feel embarrassed and shy and then he'd end up hiding behind Rio and Rio would blame Nic and none of that sounded like a good idea when Rio was probably already planning on how to murder everyone with a guitar string.





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Julian was happy to see Lavi leap into action at the sight of food. But he made no comments, he prefer to just watch and enjoy taking a back seat until necessary. Turning to watch Rio he wondered if maybe he should go get the man or leave him be, however he was pulled away from his thoughts when Kali let out a roaring laugh. Noticing that Kali was teasing Lavi he shook his head though a faint smile did appear, they never lasted long however and soon his expression returned to its monotone almost glaring look. Finally he took a seat though he did not touch the food instead deciding to nurse a lemonade and continue to watch in silence. He almost missed Kali talking to him he was so distracted but he caught on and his strange two toned eyes locked onto the older man. Giving a small nod he spoke, "You know very well that I am almost always free so really, whenever you wish to talk I will be available." Julian made it his business to keep his schedule blank. His band-mates needed allot of care and looking after so he never had plans, he had no one to date, no songs to write, usually he'd just be reading a book. The only time he was busy was when he was cooking and even then anyone could walk into the kitchen and seek his attention.

Julian took a sip of his lemonade while Kali got out his fold-able piano, it was all very calm aside for Lavi inhaling food. Reaching over he gave Lavi's hands a quick smack. "Lavi your forgetting to chew again, be careful I do not want you to choke." He gave a warning look that was also a little apologetic for the smack, then he fixed a piece of Lavi's lavender hair on impulse it was things like this that got him the whole mama bird nickname. Eyes looking away from the table again he went back to looking over the ocean and at times diverting his gaze to Riorek, he contemplated once more bugging the man and telling him food was ready, but remembering his somewhat hostile personality he knew that would not end well. And even though he was worried about everyone getting enough to eat he knew he had little to no ability to handle aggression, he figured instead he would get one of the mans bandmates when they arrived. Nodding with the decision he had just made with himself he returned his focus on his drink wondering what in the name of music was keeping everyone else anyway, certainly the house wasn't that big?

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Everything happened very quickly and then Nicoli found himself left alone with Orland in the hallway upstairs. Rubbing at the back of his neck, and really only half-listening to what the redhead was saying, he tried to figure out exactly what had just gone down. Did... Achille really want to date Julian? And if so, was he really honestly seriously okay with that? I mean, this was his husband they were talking about here! That was like, infedility or something like that. He's not quite sure on the term, but he knows there's something about it (his manager had brought it up as a reason for him to not get married to the cute redhead he'd just met the day prior to this conversation). This is around the time Nic decides he'll re-win Julian's heart, and this time he'll keep it!

With not much warning, Nic turns towards Orland and offers him a big smile, wrapping his arm around his shoulders and pulling him close. Or well, close enough for one tight half-hug squeeze thing and then loosen his grip in favor of messing up his hair then pulling away altogether. "It's okay Carrot! I'm sure in a few days we'll all be great friends!" They were all probably just grouchy from the long trip, or maybe they thought his band was going to be stuck up since they're like, awesome. But Sometimes Monsters was just as popular as them, it was just a more... recent fame. It didn't matter, it wouldn't last and that was all that mattered. Everyone would be getting along soon enough, right?

He lets Orland lock arms with him, pretends to struggle a few steps even before letting him drag him off. He's just as hungry as the kid probably. Before willingly going with him though, he manages a desperate-sounding, "I'll only go with you if you promise to sit next to me!" Sort of like the desperate friend being dragged out of the school bathroom during lunch on the first day, because they're nervous they won't have anywhere to sit and will look like a loser. In reality he just wants to get to know this shy little kid. Shyness was Nic's thing, if you were shy you better watch out because he was coming to get all in your space and really, he has no respect for personal bubbles, they don't even exist in his world.


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Harley had found his room and had planned to stay in there the rest of the night. And probably the rest of the week, because all the tension that resided outside his now-locked bedroom door was way too much for him. It wasn't really that he was shy, because he had no problem being with Orland most of the time, and he had had a few other friends in his lifetime. Some people just liked to assume things, and it was easier to stay locked up inside than have to go out and figure out how to explain to them that talking just really wasn't his thing, when... talking really wasn't his thing.

It wasn't like he wouldn't talk at all, just most of the time didn't have anything to say, so he didn't. He had gotten yelled at for being rude so many times before because of it too, people assuming he was silent because he was in a bad mood, or was bored of them. When in reality it felt more like there was a hundred pound boulder on his throat everytime he tried to force himself to talk. Singing was easier for him, it was one of the only subjects you could find him actively communicating about, rather than using half-assed hand gestures and his made up version of sign language to speak.

Around the time he hears Orland shouting about it being time for lunch is when he sneaks out of his room. He's hoping everyone is distracted by the prospect of food, and he had forgotten his duffel downstairs and it had his sheet music in it. That, of course, doesn't work. He gets about three steps outside his door before his hand is grabbed and he's being tugged downstairs, and honestly, maybe if he had been paying a little attention to what was happening around him he would have heard his name being called, but instead he had been so worried about sneaking by unnoticed that... well Chilli's voice had gone unnoticed.

He thinks he might be having a heart attack, because suddenly his shoulder is aching and he's really not okay with touch he didn't anticipate or agree to, or maybe it's just a panic attack and if he focuses on breathing it'll be alright. Achille's voice is heard again and be manges a weak nod in his direction, looking a little shaken but knowing that he was about to be forced into a room of even more people, so he's doing his best to hold it together. So he waits for the pianist to start moving before he quietly follows afterwards, trying to make himself as tiny as possible behind him until he can sneak to a seat, choosing a place that was as far away as he could get. Which in reality only ended up being an empty seat down from one of the Tranzistor members.

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Character Portrait: Orland Bastion Character Portrait: Nicoli Zabrana Character Portrait: Riorek Natsuye Character Portrait: Achille d'Alexandre Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Kali Mistry Character Portrait: Julian Aether Character Portrait: Harley Mikael
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Just as he had predicted, it was only a short matter of time before everyone came worming their way out of the house to have lunch. Oh yes, what a lovely idea to eat outside, where sand and all sorts of other things could get into the food. Riorek ground his teeth together in irritation, thrusting the basketball from his hands at the backboard, watching with a satisfied look as the ball slammed into it and came hurtling back at him. He took one step back as he solidly caught it, beginning to dribble once more.

He was somewhat away from the table, but unfortunately not far enough to avoid the gazes of the people who would inevitably sit there. It irked him that Tranzistor expected them all to eat lunch together, as if they were all a happy little family or something. The urge to simply leave was strong in Rye, but his stomach growled at him, effectively shutting down any thoughts of skipping lunch.

The first to appear were the short purple-haired nymph, the really big guy who had the completely unattractive tendency to go pout in a corner and cry (as far as Rio had surmised, anyway), and the one who was trying way too hard to get on everyone’s good side. Just his luck- none of his own bandmates.

If he were to go over there at that moment, no doubt they would try to talk to him, and there was no way in hell that was going to happen. He could hear them chatting, and it was annoying. But things seemed to get a notch worse as the big one decided to try and tease the shorty, and suddenly his outrageously loud laugh was slamming into the air, forcing everyone to hear it. Rek’s eyes narrowed harshly, but he did his best to ignore it and continue shooting around.

However, with the sound of music suddenly filtering through the air, Rio had had enough. There was no focusing on the task at hand with that relaxing crap on, and had Achille and Harley not arrived at that point, Rio would have acted out. Instead, his grip on the ball tightened, nails digging softly into the cured leather.

Harley look mortified and Achille, as per usual, was looking way too pleased with himself. No doubt he had created quite a bit of mischief already. As the two of them sat down, Rio made shot one last basket, the ball sailing into the net easily with a light swish. The basketball tumbled lightly back to him, and he bent over to pick it up before heading over to the table.

It was then that Riorek noticed the seating arrangement. Only enough chairs to fit all of them with the exception of one or two, which meant there would be little to no distancing, unless on played his cards right. But the odds of that were little to none, what with the over-friendliness of this other band.

With a soft growl and an unapproachable look, Rio took his own seat. He would indeed have left to go hide out somewhere to eat, but with the look Harley had on his face right now, and the potential for Chilli to cause a bit of mayhem, the guitarist opted for sticking around, simply for the sake of his bandmates.

The short one was currently stuffing his face, having little regard for the rest of them actually getting anything to eat or proper manners. Sure, there were a lot of sandwiches, but the guy could at least have some common decency.

As soon as Riorek had sat down, his basketball securely placed between his feet at the table, the individual he had decided he detested the most out of everyone there, Nicoli, arrived. But not only did he arrive, he was practically clinging onto Orland, which would have been a funny sight considering the difference in height had Rio not been seething with a dark aura.

This seemed to go unnoticed, however, as Nicoli started heading right for him. A subdued and hidden look of horror played on his features, and Rye would have immediately gotten up to change seats if there were any actual beneficial swaps. But, as per his luck, the blonde’s attention seemed to be locked in on him, and the man himself was quickly beginning to close off the distance.