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Draco Black

"It's not about the destination... It's about the journey."

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a character in “Add Some Reverb”, as played by ThatStupidPunk

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F U L L 0 N A M E
Dragan Borislav Dimitrov

A L I A S
Draco Black

N I C K N A M E S
Dragon(Common; Band mates), Drago(Common; Kara and Family), Soviet(Mockingly; Despises), Animal(Common; Fans and Friends)

A G E
21

B I R T H D A T E
October 31st, 1995

S T A R S I G N
Scorpio

G E N D E R
Male

E T H N I C I T Y
Bulgarian

S E X U A L I T Y
Homosexual




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H E I G H T
5'8

W E I G H T
160lbs

H A I R 0 C O L O R
Brown

E Y E 0 C O L O R
Grey

A P P E A R A N C E
One could call Draco a handsome young man though he does have his flaws such as crooked teeth that seem to make his smile more adorable in an odd way. He's short with a slim build but well toned from playing drums and working out. His most noted feature other than his crooked smile are his piercing eyes that draw and intrigue many people.

M A R K I N G S
He has various scars, scabs, and fresh cuts from consistently cutting his hands and arms on broken sticks and cymbals. He also has two tattoos. One says 'Jack The Lad' on his right shoulder and the other his a cross on the left side of his rib cage along with both ears being pierced.

A T T I R E
Draco's sense of style is easily described as mimicking the British Mod style from the 60's for every day and then shorts, vans, and a simple shirt for on stage.




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H O B B I E S / H A B I T S
Drums|Draco lives and breathes it. He's often seen tapping along to any beat or messing around with his drum sticks if he doesn't have a kit.
Accent|His Bulgarian accent is still prominent enough that his W's still sound like V's.
Smoking|Draco loves his cigarettes and is rarely seen without one.
Drinking|This guy has one hell of an alcohol tolerance and always keeps a flask near by.
Drugs|An awful habit he picked up during their first tour after it'd been offered to him by agents, producers, and other bands.

T A L E N T S / S T R E N G T H S
Rhythm|Draco just has a wicked sense of rhythm that makes him one of the best drummers.
Tolerance|His alcohol tolerance is pretty scary.
Singing|He actually surprises many people with his voice. He often sings backup and sometimes does duets.
Energy|Draco has a great stage presence and probably has more energy than the whole band combined.
Instrument Knowledge|Draco knows a stupid amount about various instruments for no real reason.

F L A W S / W E A K N E S S E S
Impulsive|Draco is one to act impulsively on many things which rarely ever ends well.
Stunts|He's known for pulling crazy stunts on stage that sometimes get him badly injured.
Drugs|Well drugs are bad...
Kara|He cares about all his band mates but he's closest with Kara and would do anything for her.
Himself|Draco will be the cause of his own destruction.

S E C R E T S / R U M O R S
Kara|There have been many rumors surfacing that he and Kara are dating even though they will only ever be friends.
Sexuality|He's not one to flaunt his sexuality to the world but he also doesn't try to hide it.
Boyfriend|Draco not being 'in your face' over being gay makes it seem like he's keeping his boyfriend a secret when really he just doesn't see the point in the world keeping tabs on his relationship.




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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Draco is one rambunctious ball of constant energy. The amount of times that management has forced him to get tested because of just how unbelievably wild he is is absurd but mostly hilarious. Draco's just the kind of guy that lives harder than everyone else. He enjoys every moment and simply enjoys having the best time possible even though that means he almost never takes anything seriously.

His wild nature and disregard for the rules made him a favorite for parties but easily hated in high school because of how over bearing and 'in your face' his personality is. This caused him to get into many fights because of annoying/pissing off the wrong person. Of course Draco didn't really care and would continue to laugh while getting beat up. Draco's just the kind of guy that rarely gets upset about anything and takes insults really well. The only time he actually gets up is when someone he cares about gets insulted or hurt. That's when Draco turns into a crazy Bulgarian animal out for blood.

Draco's hardcore personality is the whole reason he does such terrible things to his own body. He parties even harder thanks to having easy access to drugs now that the band has finally kicked off. He's digging his own grave thinking he needs to keep up with the fast paced life style. Despite these faults, Draco has some redeeming qualities about him. He comes off as very charming and charismatic despite being the toughest to befriend. He enjoys life and people admire that about him. He also cares deeply for his band and will do almost anything for him. he looks out for them like a big brother even though there's times that they need to look out for him.




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L I K E S
Sex Pistols, Dead Kennedys, The Ramones, The Misfits, Bad Religion; Video Games, Call of Duty, Assassin's Creed; Drugs, Alcohol, MDMA, Cocaine, Weed, Cigarettes; Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Sound Garden; Men, Sex, Flirting; Drums; Horror, Dexter, Criminal Minds, American Psycho; Skittles, Starburst, and Reese's

D I S L I K E S
Pop and Country; Authority; Broken Sticks; Being out of lighter fluid; Running out of drugs or alcohol; Rumors; Chick Flicks; Stereotypes; Judgmental People; Homophobes; Critics; Spicy Foods; Being called 'Soviet' when he's not even Russian; People trying to change him; Social Media; Paparazzi; Interviews; Being taken out of context

F E A R S
Not being able to play; Death; Rehab; Losing people he cares about; The band breaking up; Rejection; Astraphobia(thunder and lightning)




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F A M I L Y 0 T I E S
Dimitri Borislav|Father|Deceased
Anastasia Borislav|Mother|Deceased
Pierre Deville|Foster Father|Alive
Elizabeth Deville|Foster Mother|Alive
Kara Deville|Foster Sister|Alive

H I S T O R Y
For a young man so full of life, it's a bit shocking he was born through death. His mother died during the process of giving birth to him causing the doctors to perform an emergency C section on her corpse to get Draco out. He was stuck with a father mourning the death of his wife and essentially was raising himself once he got big enough to walk. It wasn't that his father treated him horribly it was just that Draco was a constant reminder of what he lost especially when he looked so much like her with the same eyes and smile that made light of every situation.

They eventually moved out of their little village in Bulgaria and to the states in hopes of giving Draco better opportunities. It was the least his father could think of doing after being such a terrible father that was never there for his child. Unfortunately Draco fell behind in school thanks to the move and language barrier. Things only got worse when his father died of unknown causes and left as an orphan to be thrown away into a foster family where he met Kara. The two instantly became close and strangely affectionate friends as no one in school really wanted to be friends with the two social outcasts.

Kara discovered Draco's innate sense of rhythm and the two began jamming with each other until they realized they should form a band using other social outcasts in the school. They picked up three more members and formed a little cover band that eventually turned into a real band that just kept getting better and better until they finally got discovered. Now they have their own album, tour, record label. They're basically famous.

The only problem is, Draco was not equipped for fame. Sure he may have a great time on stage and really feels the music but the fame has also presented itself with people getting into his business and producers handing him drugs at parties. This life is only going to created a downward spiral for him if his band mates can't save him first...




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F A C E 0 C L A I M
Jack O'Connell

H E X C O D E
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U S E R
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V O I C E
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So begins...

Draco Black's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Holder Character Portrait: Siohban Martínez Character Portrait: Draco Black Character Portrait: Kara Deville Character Portrait: Alethea Buchner Character Portrait: Memphis 'Remy' Penham Character Portrait: Hayden Daniels

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Draco's eyes slowly snapped open to be greeted by a shower head staring back down at him. Part of his body was sprawled over the bottom of the tiny shower while the rest took up what little room there was in their tour bus bathroom. His nose felt congested and he sniffled a bit only to have a powdery substance rush through his nostril. He brought his free hand up to his face as the other was clutching onto a mostly drunken beer bottle. White powder appeared on his fingertips. Cocaine from the night before. He looked down to see his clothes had been stripped off to just his underwear. He remembered throwing up on himself again. Someone must have taken him to the bathroom and cleaned him off. His guess was either Kara or Siohban.

Draco slowly brought himself up as every muscle ached and joints popped from the way he slept last night. He finished off the beer before tossing it in the waste basket. He then proceed to run the faucet to wash his face off and brush his teeth to get whatever gross taste that was in his mouth. Once that was over with, Draco inspected himself in the mirror and decided his facial hair had grown too long. He took the razor hanging on the sink and some shaving cream and shaved away his stubble in a matter of minutes. Draco's face was baby smooth and adorable again.

The bathroom door was left wide open and Draco stepped out of it. He pulled a huge grin on his face as he decided to rush into the bedroom area of their bus and bang on each of their bunks. "GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!" He yelled through the room as he ran around waking everyone up but he was disappointed to find out that Kara wasn't sleeping in her bunk. He was hoping to get a reaction out of her. He walked through the bus to see Kara sleeping on the couch with a blanket covering her legs. Draco bent down a little to stare at her with a stupid grin on his face. "Vell isn't that adorable." He then did what any best friend would do.. He grabbed hold of the blanket and pulled it away before shouting: "GOOD MORNING SAN FRANCISCO!" Draco nearly fell over laughing.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Holder Character Portrait: Siohban Martínez Character Portrait: Draco Black Character Portrait: Kara Deville Character Portrait: Alethea Buchner Character Portrait: Memphis 'Remy' Penham Character Portrait: Hayden Daniels

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Before her silent re-reading of Crime & Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky was rudely interrupted by Draco's honestly unnecessary shout, Siobhan had long since been awake. She had long since stopped being able to sleep in late years ago, when Amaris would awaken in the middle of the night and it would be typically up to Siobhan to tend to the crying babe. Besides, she didn't particularly sleep deeply after a night of Draco's partying.

Their leader and drummer had gotten in some time after three or four in the morning, and had been a complete mess. Siobhan had woken up at the time for an early morning shower so she wouldn't have to wait for everyone else to do the exact same thing when their bus finally stopped. She ended up having to maneuver around a drunken Draco, positioning him in the shower with only a towel wrapped around her. Before handling him, she had thrown on some random over-sized top and then settled in to cleaning up her friend, all the while grumbling complaints and concerns he was too high and off his rocker to actually hear. It was only part bitterness and actually being physically incapable of carrying Draco that she left him sprawled in the bathtub.

"Don't be an ass, Draco," she yelled when his banging stopped and poked her head out as he disappeared into the living room area of the tour bus. Sighing, Bonnie settled back into her bunker to pull her huge top off and then the clothes she had set out to wear to lounge around along with a pair of dark fuzzy socks. She climbed down from her top bunk just as she hear Draco's second outburst and rolled her eyes, pulling her long hair from her messy bun. Hands still digging into the tousled locks, she hurried to the bathroom to brush her teeth and once that was finished, headed out into the living area to see Draco laughing his ass off and Kara bundled up on the couch.

"You're such a dick early in the morning," she commented with a light smirk, her voice only slightly huskier than normal from disuse since earlier in the morning. Her eyes softened specifically for the redhead, even though the other woman couldn't see it, and Siobhan headed for the kitchen while yelling over her shoulder, "Making coffee!"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Holder Character Portrait: Siohban Martínez Character Portrait: Draco Black Character Portrait: Kara Deville Character Portrait: Alethea Buchner Character Portrait: Memphis 'Remy' Penham Character Portrait: Hayden Daniels

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R O L E
The Guitarist

H E X C O D E
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O U T F I T
Casual

S O N G
Smells Like Teen Spirit



Last night was a mess. Draco decided to go partying and Kara was forced to accompany him out of necessity of keeping him out of trouble which never worked. He still had too much to drink and got higher than a kite and Kara was left to deal with it surrounded by people she may have pictured strangling at some point during the night. Admittedly, Kara did drink a little more than she bargained for mainly for the sake of being able to put up with everyone along with having some suspicious bud from a sketchy guy while Draco was snorting cocaine off a girl's stomach.

Draco had stumbled back onto the tour bus rather loudly while Kara was much more quiet. She sat on the couch and heard every noise of Siohban struggling with Draco. She would have helped if she were more sober. Instead she sat on the couch and began dozing off when she heard a noise from the bathroom again and found Draco practically choking on his own vomit. She picked him up enough to stick his head in the toilet so he could empty his guts and cleaned him up again. Kara was a mess and she simply took off her shirt without a care and sat on the couch again with a flask in hand to drink until she eventually knocked out and didn't have to stay up worrying about Draco anymore.

Kara had dozed off on the couch only to be rudely awakened once Draco had woken up. She heard him banging around and shouting but she was still half asleep during it and had no real reaction until he came up to her. He ripped away the blanket that someone had thrown on her during the night and shouted in her face, "GOOD MORNING SAN FRANCISCO!" Kara's eyes shot open. "What the fuck!" She jumped to her feet and took a swing at him while he keeled over laughing. She glared down at him after she missed and kicked him hard instead. "You're an idiot."

She was about to go after him again when a familiarly soothing voice called out to them. "Making coffee!" Draco got lucky. She relaxed herself and began walking into the kitchen area only too look down and realize she still only had a bra and shorts on. If she were back home, she wouldn't care. But she was on tour with her. She couldn't risk embarrassing herself any further. Kara darted back into the bedroom and changed faster than a guy into her clothes for the day before returning to the kitchen. She took a seat at one of the stools and rubbed her temple form the hangover she had. Man did she need a cigarette...

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Holder Character Portrait: Siohban Martínez Character Portrait: Draco Black Character Portrait: Kara Deville Character Portrait: Alethea Buchner Character Portrait: Memphis 'Remy' Penham Character Portrait: Hayden Daniels

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Role || Bassist

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Letha was as usual awoken far earlier than necessary, her phone buzzing beneath her pillow where she had misplaced it the night before. Her head was pounding as she checked her messages. Blearily typing out half thought out replies to messages she could barely understand. She checked the time briefly before resigning herself to the fate of waking up far too early. She was only up for a few minutes when Draco's shouting startled her to full awareness. Scowling, Letha pushed off her bunk and starts to get ready for the day. She's glad to see that the bathroom had thankfully been vacated for the moment. She wasn't a fan of waiting.

Regret from the night before caught up with her as she showered, letting the hot water clear away the aching in her joints. She remembers less than half of what she did last night, but she knows from the lingering taste of whiskey on her tongue and her still red eyes that she must have done something horribly stupid - as usual when it comes to her and partying. At least she had stayed in the bus this time, where she could drink alone and pretend that she wasn't drowning her own anxious thoughts with the whiskey. She just hopes she didn't bother anyone else too badly.

Even drunk off her ass Letha had a modicum of decency for other people. Most of her nights spent with a drink are spent in her bed where she can watch cult classics on her portable dvd player and pass out immediately, but the aching in her legs suggests that she probably left at some point. Unusual, though she's glad to have woken up in the bus. After dressing and attempting to brush away the stink of alcohol on her breath she heads out, beckoned by the smell of coffee and the sound of voices.

"G'mornin." Letha yawns, still groggy from sleep she momentarily avoids eye contact with Siobhan and Kara, focused more on the coffee maker and the precious liquid within it. Not one to make idle conversation this early in the day, she busies herself with pouring the coffee in a mug, trying to restrain herself from giving in and drinking it while its scalding. While waiting for it to cool off she proceeds to pop some bread in the toaster. "Breakfast of champions," She mumbles to herself, slightly more awake now as she sips at the still steaming coffee.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Holder Character Portrait: Siohban Martínez Character Portrait: Draco Black Character Portrait: Kara Deville Character Portrait: Alethea Buchner Character Portrait: Memphis 'Remy' Penham Character Portrait: Hayden Daniels

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The Drummer

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"You're an idiot." Draco had curled up into a ball when she got him in the ribs but he was still laughing. Her reaction was just hilarious to him even though it did manage to bring him pain. She was about to come back for more causing Draco to tense up when a voice distracted her. "Making coffee!" Ah the lovely Siobhan was up while Draco was up to his usual antics of harassing his best friend and foster sister. Kara's fondness for their lead singer was the only reason Draco even got lucky in the moment though he was in the mood to see just how pissed he could get her today before their press conference.

Draco eventually got up from his fetal position right as Kara had jetted in and out of the room to save her own embarrassment of not being completely dressed. Draco looked down at his boxers he was wearing and kind of shrugged it off as he entered the kitchen after Kara and Letha. They both looked terrible and Draco found it amusing. He also saw the little look Siohban gave Kara when she was too tired to be paying attention. This made Draco smirk as he took a seat next to her with that smirk plastered on his face as he looked at Siohban.

"Dragon ran you ragged last night, I'm guessing. You gonna be good for the day? We've got some meet and greet today, right?" Draco's smirk soon turned into a grin. "Oh I definitely ran her ragged." He put his arm around Kara and spoke in his usual accent, "I vonder vhat the tabloids will say about or little adventure this time?" He took his arm off her and began flipping through his phone that for some reason was being held by the band of his boxers. Somehow Draco got appointed leader of this band even though he was the least responsible member yet he knew their schedule for everyday and had it planned on his phone.

He began reading off the events for the day while he poured a cup of coffee. "Ve start off with a press conference and then a small meet and greet before doing an acoustic set. Tomorrow we have a show, you and Kara have an interview, and there's also a party." He chugged his cup down while it was still hot. "Ve better get moving. He threw the cup down and ran past Kara not before giving her a kiss on the cheek like a child would to his mother. He typically did this just to spite her while he ran down the bus to change for the day. Today was going to be eventful.

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Character Portrait: Abigail Holder Character Portrait: Siohban Martínez Character Portrait: Draco Black Character Portrait: Kara Deville Character Portrait: Alethea Buchner Character Portrait: Memphis 'Remy' Penham

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R O L E
The Guitarist

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O U T F I T
Casual

S O N G
Smells Like Teen Spirit



Kara's eyes lit up even greater when Siobhan handed her the cup of coffee while it was still scolding. "Thank the gods..." She practically chugged the drink down when Draco entered the room to continue his antics. She hadn't even noticed Aletha was in the room as well as she was too fixated on Siobhan for the moment as she turned around to grab another cup. Kara's eyes darted away just as she began to address her. "Dragon ran you ragged last night, I'm guessing. You gonna be good for the day? We've got some meet and greet today, right?" Draco had decided at this point to sit next to her with his goofy little smirk and speak up before Kara even had the chance.

"Oh I definitely ran her ragged." Her arm was around her and she rolled her eyes but she did manage to smile a little bit. "I vonder vhat the tabloids will say about or little adventure this time?" She mumbled a response. "That you're accent is getting thicker..." She smiled a little more as she looked up at Siobhan for only a brief moment while she asked them about the plans for the day. Of course Draco was quick to make a spectacle as he explained to them every event for the day. "Ve start off with a press conference and then a small meet and greet before doing an acoustic set. Tomorrow we have a show, you and Kara have an interview, and there's also a party." Oh great. Kara hated interviews, and press conferences, and really anything that hindered her form simply just playing her music and being done with it. Too bad she had no choice.

"Ve better get moving." Draco was next to Kara again and gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Her face contorted as she whipped off her cheek. The two were typically affectionate towards each other like any best friends would be but she wasn't a fan of wet kisses nor too much affection in front of the girl she wished she had. But that wasn't important right now. What was important is Kara getting more coffee and an ibuprofen to combat this hangover before their press conference. She stood up and strolled over to the coffee pot to pour it's remaining contents into her cup along with grabbing a hole bottle of ibuprofen as she began leaving the room. She passed Siobhan with a smile and looked over her pajamas. "Cute." She commented as she went back to her room to hide away for a bit in her bunk and relax.

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Siobhan's lip quirked into a faint smirk at the immediacy of Kara's grasp of the caffeinated beverage the second it was in front of her, and sipped her own just as Draco finally came into the kitchen. Her eyes, however, did not fall on him first. Rather, her gaze followed Alethea as the fair-headed bassist flitted into the room in a sleepy haze, immediately heading behind Siobhan to get to the coffee maker. Siobhan peered over her shoulder at the bassist for a brief moment, chuckled only slightly at the other woman's remark, before turning her attention back to the creators of their band.

She didn't know why, but the second she caught the smirk on Draco's face, Siobhan knew that he knew something that she didn't, and it made her unable to maintain eye contact with him for a second. She busied herself with drinking her coffee, tasting the now lighter liquid in dainty sips as Draco practically boasted about forcing Kara out last night. It was enough, especially when he decided to check his phone for any deets in the media about their adventure, to make Siobhan roll her eyes lightly. His playful nature, along with Kara's quick retort, wasn't enough however to stop a small frown from forming on her face when Draco's arm remained around Kara's shoulders. "Cute," she bit out sarcastically, her face not at all betraying her own shock at the word spilling out before she could stop herself. Siobhan had to stamp out the rare flame of jealousy with a polishing quaff of her coffee, regardless of the present heat to the liquid in favor of not showing a damned thing. Because why should she? Siobhan was single. Kara was single. And she didn't feel a damn thing for her friend, simple as that.

While Draco regaled them with their sequence of events for the day, Siobhan put her mug in the sink and ran some warm water to rinse it out, narrowly avoiding watching seeing Draco kiss Kara's cheek. As much as she hated talking to the fans during press conferences and the like sometimes, it was not always because she hated being in front of a lot of people in more intimate settings like that. It was because, despite her abhorrence for fan girls and boys and generally the things the fandom had to say about the band, they weren't...exactly wrong about certain details. Details such as her possibly being jealous over Draco and Kara's obviously closer and more developed relationship...not that she would admit to such trivial matters. Siobhan cleared hr throat idly and turned to search for a bowl to eat some cereal with so that her eyes wouldn't give anything away to the others. So caught up in getting the Honey Nut Cheerios down was she that she almost flinched when Kara sidled past her with a "Cute" and an appraising stare to her wardrobe. Siobhan's immediate flush gave her away and replied with a small, quiet, "Thanks." Soon, the redhead was gone and Siobhan breathed a very faint sigh of relief.

She wasn't normally so off, but they were on the bus and away from people...where she was more true to herself and any compliment from Kara made her blush. A very evident feat considering the pale quality to her skin. However, the memory of them having to go out soon was enough to get her back on track and she fixed up her bowl of cereal, grabbed a spoon, and glanced back at Alethea. "Don't forget to eat something other than bread. You know it's gonna be a long day," she advised before slipping out of the kitchen and back into the living room to find one of her small makeup bags so that she could get her stuff in order for the day.

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Character Portrait: Abigail Holder Character Portrait: Siohban Martínez Character Portrait: Draco Black Character Portrait: Kara Deville Character Portrait: Alethea Buchner Character Portrait: Memphis 'Remy' Penham

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Siobhan did not like people - never really did. Maybe that was a result of her treatment back in Vegas and then once her family moved to Oregon. Perhaps it was an inherited genetic trait since, despite how vibrant her father had been in her memories, she almost never recalled him being so open and excitable in public unless he had a drink in his hand or the discussion was about music. Whatever the story was, the point was that Siobhan did not like people. She hated being in front of a large crowd of people that she could actually see. Performing was a completely different story. It was usually dark in the crowd with the majority of the light being fixed on herself and the others, so that meant she could feel a bit freer. Less...on the spot. And yet...when the press conference started, like always, questions were being posed in such a way that she and Kara mostly answered with Draco inserting some comical and brass remark that made her smirk.

And she was ready to go.

Idly, as Kara proceeded to answer a question from one of the reporters (and Siobhan made it her mission to not stare at the redhead as long as she sometimes did since whenever she did that, it led to less than savory questioning), Siobhan's gaze fell to her lap where she toyed with the lace detail of the black cold-shoulder romper she decided on for the day. She heard, distantly, a fan in the vicinity, shout her name and she looked up, face rather impassive save for scrutinizing narrowing of her eyes as she tried to make out a face. When she couldn't, she simply gave a quirk of her currently dark red lips before they straightened back out. Time was going by slowly and she had already drank two bottles of water, so that couldn't be her excuse to pretend as if the press conference wasn't happening. Tampering down a small yawn, she fixed her fedora, idly covering her bare shoulders with thick and slightly wavy hair. She was just inspecting a strand when the questions were turned over to the fans to ask. And of course, this one had to throw her for a loop.

"So, which ship does the band support? Team Konnie or Team Dragara? What. The. Fuck, she thought. Siobhan, not even able to fight off the slightly alarmed expression, turned immediately to the others for help lest they wanted her to snap.

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Lights flashed in Draco's face as reporters snapped their cameras while others antagonized them with questions about the band. The questions were mostly geared towards Siobhan and Kara as they were the better ones at answering though Draco had various smart ass responses to fill in and get the crowd laughing. At one point he was even behind each member of the band making weird faces to get the crowd laughing and get his band mates all flustered up. One question was geared directly towards Kara as she explained the writing process. Siobhan was off looking at her lap while Draco was making faces again at one of the cameras just to mess up most of their pictures.

"So, which ship does the band support? Team Konnie or Team Dragara?" Draco's attention immediately snapped towards whomever asked that question and he saw the expressions of the band mates change. The most noticeable one was Siobhan since Draco was seated next to her this time instead of Kara. She looked like she was about ready to kill the guy who asked the question and Draco as always acted quickly with a response. He got up and wedged himself in between Kara and Siobhan as he spoke into one of the mics. "I personally prefer a three way." That immediately got the crowd laughing and Draco joined them hoping that they'd avoid that question for the rest of the press conference. He absolutely hated those rumors.

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The press conference dragged on as Kara's hang over continued to ache at her. She had sunglasses on as she sat with Siobhan wedged between her and Draco like it was done on purpose. Though it'd be more obvious if Kara was the one sitting between the two just to add to the idiotic ship wars going on between fans and reporters. Thankfully they hadn't asked any shipping questions just yet. Yet. For now they asked about music and touring which Kara and Siobhan handled most of the questions for with the occasional Draco antics to distract them. Kara even stole a few glances at Siobhan though her glasses were great for keeping them hidden.

One question was directed towards Kara about her writing process and she was practically glowing as she gave her long winded response until a follow up question happened. "So, which ship does the band support? Team Konnie or Team Dragara?" Kara boiled inside but her composure stayed perfectly calm as she tried to come up with a response but Draco was quicker as he threw his arms around both girls and talked into the mic with a smart ass response. "I personally prefer a three way." The crowd started laughing along with Draco and Kara managed a soft chuckle.

The crowd settled and they were back on course. At one point Kara was asked about her plans of what guitar company she was working with and Kara gave her explanation of how picky she's being wanting it to be the best possible. Then someone else asked Kara a question that she wished was avoidable. "So which are you going to choose?" Kara scrunched her nose in confusion. "Which guitar company?" The reporter clarified their question. "Which are you going to choose? Bonnie or Draco? It seems a bit unfair to juggle both and put you're band through that considering how dedicated to your music you say you are."

Kara bit her tongue as her insides were screaming. "Do you guys really want me to choose?" The crowd all agreed and Kara took a deep breathe. "Fine, then I choose..." She let the answer hang in the air as many of them leaned forward for her response. "Music." The crowd seemed disappointed in her answer but it wasn't like she cared but of course that one reporter wasn't done. "That doesn't answer my question." Kara stayed perfectly calm the whole time even though all she wanted to do was chuck a chair at the guy. "Oh well. She shrugged at him and leaned back in her chair nonchalantly.