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Laven Divheart

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a character in “A Silver Record”, as played by Ville.Sunfall

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Name:
Laven Divheart

Nickname:
Lavi (La-vi)

Band:
Tranzistor

Age:
23

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Hair Color:
Lavender

Eye Color:
Ocean Blue

Weight:
130 pounds

Height:
5'5 feet



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Likes:
Sleeping
Junk Food
His Band Mates
Playing Drums
T.V
Body Warmth
Sleeping on or with people (not sexual)

Dislikes:
Uncleaned areas
Smelly things or people
Animals
Being Disliked

Skills:
Drumming
Singing
Sleeping long hours
Cooking
Dancing

Flaws:
Sleeping long hours
Sitting Still, cant do it
Showing Emotions , has a hard time doing so
Never asks for help
Sleeping on people



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Personality:
Easy going, loud, outgoing, cheerful, giddy and a glutton.

He has a personality of a dog, but sleeps like a cat.

Lavi is in fact very smart when he wants to be, but most of the time he could be easily distracted or just really giddy. He loves his fans and never fails to show it, in fact he loves people, everyone. It never fails, he is like a dog with a new toy. When it comes to being given food, he is the same way. Easily pleased. Hardly ever is he down and if you ever see him cry, you know you did something wrong or something very bad has happened.

Getting angry, no one has seen from him, they aren't even sure if it is possible if he could get angry. Maybe it's because he seems too dense. If he ever feels the need to protect his band members he will do so even if it makes him look bad in front of others, to him his band mates are the only family he has. He will protect them.

History:
There's a legend about a man named Robert Johnson, who sold his sold to the devil and became a famous song write / musician. Well, Lavi has done the same, he had sold his soul to the devil in order to play the drums. At a young age of 15, Lavi was already one of the very best in drum soloist any body has known. Silver Records were one of many who have discovered his great talent. Which was how he was able to become part of a band that goes by the name Tranzistor. For some years they were at the top of all bands. The best anyone has ever known. But like all deeds with the devil, none of them lasts for very long, and Lavi's time was running out.

But recently the band has been brought against a newer band and young fellows. Lavi felt it was all too much too soon. He had become restless and overwhelmed. Recently, his deviled soul hasn't been set right and sometimes he will be caught playing songs of a dark accord. It has come to the point he has broken quiet a few drum sets from his hard playing and uneasiness.

Suppose though, this new band had come at a right time. With what his deed running out and his body running on low, his naps have become longer and more frequent. Never has he said anything though, he still keeps his easy going attitude and un-bothered go to go life. As far as anyone is concerned, he is clueless about the whole thing and is a very welcoming person, which is true on a daily bases, if he really didn't understand what was happening.

Apart from the band, he has his own life. Of course though, he doesn't date or ever show signs of wanting to. He just moves about his life and lives it to the fullest while he still can. He eats junk food and is mostly found sleeping in any place. He could make the most uncomfortable place look cozy, sometimes if he skips naps he can be very hard to wake up.

He is in fact the shortest band member in his group, sometimes when he stands next to the others, he is mistaken for being a girl. Which can be understandable if it weren't so annoying. Even so, he keeps up with the others pretty well and keeps the group together, whenever he is awake.



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Relationships: [See OOC for info on what to do here]



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Gallery:
Devil Drumsticks.
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Legendary Drum-Set
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So begins...

Laven Divheart's Story

Characters Present

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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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...'

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nicoli Zabrana Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Kali Mistry Character Portrait: Julian Aether

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Lavi was trying his damnedest to not have a panic attack from hell, but it was failing tremendously. No matter what he did, no matter how he did it, all he could do was thinking about the new band members. He swore up and down that one of them would comment on his height. He just knew this would happen. He was short, even shorter than the other band members. What was worse was everyone in his band were beast from the bean stock that just came tumbling down into his world, he must have been Jack if this were the case.

What was even worse was he was still stuck in bed in the most oddest position ever and couldn't get out. Nic, like most nights, would always welcome himself to join in on Lavi's sleep and cling to him all night until morning. Heck over time Nic and Lavi just moved their selves into the Master Bedroom of the house, sharing it together. Sure they had their own halves of the room, but that never stopped either of them from joining one another in each others beds.

It wouldn't happen every night, from time to time Lavi would make himself comfortable in Kali's bed. That bed was made out of heaven. It was soft and fluffy like clouds or cotton, you'd fall asleep in that thing in two seconds. Apart from all this, Lavi was still in a weird position. His leg was wrapped around Nic's waist and Nic had his arms locked around Lavi's waist. What was odd about it was the fact that Nic's head was caught inside Lavi's shirt, resting on his stomach.

"Nic! I need to get up! Ugh, why do you have to be so freakin' strong!" Jerking his shirt over and down and tried to pull back blushing. "If you don't get up Julian will get mad, he already called for us to meet him! Niiiiiiccc!" He tried to shake Nic awake, but nothing was working. So instead he bent down and slid his tongue all over the mans face, like a dog would. "Get up I say!"


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Kali was the biggest out of all of them, and not in height, but size, he weighed the most, I guess you could say he was like a bear in many ways. The oddest thing about him was his great hearing and quiet footsteps, no one would really get that from this guy. One look at him and you think he was hot, or throws his huge weight around, but he doesn't.

"Is that them, Jewel?" Kali's voice was low and husky, but he didn't try to raise his voice, he didn't want to scare Jewel by appearing so suddenly. Jewel was Julian's nickname that Kali had given them when they had first met. Only because Jul in Julian sounded like Jewel to him, so he was stuck with calling them that for a long time now.

"The others were sleeping, until I head Lavi freak out." Kali chuckled as he pulled back the curtain a bit to peek better outside at the vehicle. "Just from the looks of that car, you could tell they are all going to be short. Do you think we will be able to eat them up?"

Kali shifted his emerald green eyes over to Jewel's direction. "It might be fun." He smiled, showing his perfectly white teeth as he let go of the curtain and headed for the front door. He was going to help the others out with their ways to the house.

The evening was bright and the sun was beaming down as if to say it will burn us all. The light showed how dark Kali really was, he had that perfect Arabic skin color and killer eyes. The light had show no flaws in him what so ever. He smiled as he waited for the others to show up at the house gate. Out of all the band members, he was probably the most excited about this, being replaced was the last thing on his mind. To Kali, he had his fill of life and for him, it was nearly time for him to settle down. He couldn't say the same for the other youngsters. Unlike them, Kali was on his way to being 31 soon and to be a rock-star at the age his was now, was pushing it for show biz. Maybe after all that is said and done he would go into classical music to continue his piano workings there, even though he was use to the Electric type.

His duty was to observe, watch as the young band members develop into great starts one day. If Silver Records trusted them enough with this, Kali was going to help make it possible. And he was going to do this his best possible way.

Characters Present

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!

Characters Present

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.

Characters Present

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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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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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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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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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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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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Character Portrait: Orland Bastion Character Portrait: Nicoli Zabrana Character Portrait: Riorek Natsuye Character Portrait: Achille d'Alexandre Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Julian Aether Character Portrait: Harley Mikael

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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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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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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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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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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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Character Portrait: Orland Bastion Character Portrait: Nicoli Zabrana Character Portrait: Riorek Natsuye Character Portrait: Achille d'Alexandre Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Julian Aether Character Portrait: Harley Mikael

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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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Character Portrait: Orland Bastion Character Portrait: Nicoli Zabrana Character Portrait: Riorek Natsuye Character Portrait: Achille d'Alexandre Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Julian Aether Character Portrait: Harley Mikael

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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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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

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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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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

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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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Character Portrait: Laven Divheart Character Portrait: Kali Mistry Character Portrait: Julian Aether

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Image Lavi's eyes widen as big as they could get when he knew they were busted by Kali. That man always did have the worst timing ever. He squared his shoulders as he looked down, gripping the side of his shirt, falling silent until Ju and Ka were done talking. He blushed once again when Ju mentioned the sandwich part. For a little guy like Lavi, he sure could eat, probably enough for 6 men, if he could get away with it. And on top of that, not even gain a pound. He's always up and going and burning off his extra energy, plus Nic keeps him on his toes most of the day and night.

Lavi smiled weakly at Ju's attempt at the Nic comment, trying to pull it off as a joke, maybe. Quickly he scurried away and rushed over to the pile of food, it wasn't even two seconds before he had a sandwich in his mouth and two in his hand. When it came to Ju's food, it was always good, but then again, Lavi could eat almost anything. As soon as he tasted the food, his face and body went into pure bliss. He looked as if he was a dog finally getting the treats he has been dying for. It was as if he had died and gone to heaven, he even moan quietly as he munched on the sandwich he left in his mouth.


Image When Kali reached Jewels and La-La, La-La was already eating away and Kali could have sworn he saw flowers grow in La-La's background, shining with sparkles and the heaven's light glistening down on him. That boy was so easily pleased, it was nearly amusing. Teasingly he took the sandwich out of La-La's mouth and pulled it away. "Your manners are as terrible as ever. Guest eat first."

La-La looked up at Kali with depressed puppy eyes, he even whined as he stared at the sandwich that was taken from him. Kali couldn't help himself now, he moved the sandwich up and down, left to right, in a slow manner. Once La-La's eyes followed each time he couldn't help but burst out into a roaring laughter as he shoved the sandwich back into his mouth.

Shaking his head, he sat down next to La-La, taking a bite out of one of his sandwiches in his hand. Licking his lips, he smiled at Jewel's as to say it tasted good. La-La gasped at the same time and jerked his arm away, keeping his food at a distance and it caused Kali to roar in laughter again. Instead of a dog now he looked like a greedy purple haired chipmunk.

"Say, Jewels, I have to talk to you later on today, if that's alright? It's kind of important. Just whenever you have free time. Not a rush." La-La looked at Kali curiously, but he patted his head and smiled at him. "Don't worry about it, Gramps just need a little chat with MaMa."

Pulling out his fold up piano key's he placed it on his lap and started to play with the keys, slowly turning into a song called 'The Path'. Closing his eyes, he pictured the music notes in his mind and copied each one perfectly. This was a song he played often, sometimes he would play it without thinking, out of habit. It was soothing and relaxing, something he played whenever he was at ease.

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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

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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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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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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.