Japan

Ashira

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEE--

Ashira bolted out of bed at the sound of the alarm, a "HOLY CRAP!" escaping her mouth, and her hand outstretched. By being outstretched, she accidentally grabbed the cord of the alarm clock and tugged it out of the wall, thus causing the incessant beeping noise to cease. But her body didn't cease its movement forward, and so she crashed over the side of the bed and landed face first on the floor.

Laying on the floor for a moment, she let her fingers, which were clamped around the wire of the alarm clock, slowly relax themselves until the wire dropped from her grasp. Then, a low and steady moan escaped from her lips, as she slowly pushed herself off the floor and into a more comforatable sitting position.

She was no longer asleep; that much was for sure.

Scratching the top of her head, she let her fingers lazily brush through her bedridden hair. "I should probably plug that stupid alarm clock back in..." she mumbled to herself. But she stood from the floor and headed towards the bathroom to freshen up, leaving the alarm clock in a mess of wire on the floor.

It wasn't long before she was ready to actually start thinking about the day, and it was then that she remembered where she was. Today was the day that Zerstoren was to meet the members of Calico Ghost Town, a band that they were to be touring with soon. She was excited to get to meet them, but... well, she wasn't going to be doing any such thing looking the way she did at that very moment.

Shaking her head, she rushed over to her suitcase, and began digging around to find something suitable to wear for the day. For a brief moment, she wondered if anyone else in the band would be up and getting ready yet, but that thought soon slipped to the back reaches of her mind; she had other things to worry about at that moment. Like, where in the seven hells had her straightener gotten off to?

Ryuu

Ryuu was currently sitting on his couch, watching the morning news, a piping hot cup of tea in his hands. A smile sat on his face as he sipped away at his tea. He wasn't really paying any attention to what was on the TV anyway, though. All he could think about was how excited he was to be working with and American band for a tour. And they would get to meet up today!

He squirmed a bit in his seat, but then remembered the piping hot cup of tea in his hand, and thought better of it, lest he scald himself.

Currently, the 23 year old was waiting for the rest of his band mates to arrive at his apartment. They were going to leave from there for the hotel that the members of Zerstoren were staying at, which wasn't too many blocks down from where his apartment was anyway. He was the closest, so they had all figured that his place was the best place to leave from.

'Zerstoren...' He turned that name over in his head a few times, smiling at the sound of it. He wasn't quiet sure if he had been saying it right, but he had recently watched a few videos of them online, and he had heard fans shouting it out; he figured the fans could pronounce it correctly, at least.

With a smile and a content sigh, he took a sip from his tea, before placing it on the coffee table in front of him so he could check his texts. He had sent out a text when he had woken up, reminding the members of the band that they were to meet up at his apartment first, and that they would leave from there.

He wasn't quiet sure what they were all going to do yet though, so he picked his tea up once more when he determined that he had no new text messages. Now it was time for him to brainstorm. He hoped that somebody would have some ideas though, but he didn't want to leave it up to chance.

Bambi Dorét

Bambi groans loudly a mutters a string of unrepeatable obscenities when her phone buzzes with a new message from Ryuu. She'd spent the previous night at a friend's house-warming party and had fallen asleep on the sofa some time in the small hours of the morning. She struggles into an upright position and rubs her temple to try to ease the dull, aching hangover.

They're supposed to be introduced to some American band today - Zestosomething, was it? - and she should have left ten minutes ago to meet the others at Ryuu's apartment; there's no time to go home and change. She glances down at herself, she'd worn a aheer, leopard print maxi skirt and fringed jacket - vintage finds, bought from a tiny back street boutique - and a pair of suede wedges her grandmother had sent from her native London. With a self-satisfied nod, she decides she's dressed more than adequately to meet the Yanks.

She sends a quick, one lined text to her mother to inform the woman of her whereabouts, but she's sure her mum won't have been worried about her staying out all night; Ms. Dorét is that rarest of things - a cool parent. She'd had Bambi when she was barely twenty, the result of a one-night romance with a touring musician whom she was to never see again.

Bambi heads to the bathroom and digs around in her handbag for her make-up, painting on crimson lipstick and layers of mascarra. She spritzes herself with a bottle of body spray sitting on the edge of the bath and combs the fingers through her red hair to make it sit flat. She gives herself a final once-over in the mirror.

Bambi slips out, careful not to wake the owner of the house - who is sound asleep under the kitchen table - and hails a taxi.

J.J.

Sleeping was always a good thing - especially if J.J. got to bed before two in the morning. A notoriously light sleeper, J.J. woke up quite often in the middle of the night when she was sleeping in her own bed. But then again, since she had spent so much time in this particular hotel bed that it was almost becoming just as familiar as her bed in her own apartment.

Nonetheless, it was the distant sound of Ashira's alarm clock - ringing through the not so soundproof walls that their rooms shared - that woke J.J. up that morning. She bolted upright, hair a mess around her face, dark brown eyes bleary. She ran a hand through her hair, tugging it through several knots that had made their way into her dark brown-orange locks in the course of the night. She yawned broadly, stretching, before pushing the covers away.

She had gone to sleep in an over-sized T-shirt that had once belonged to one of her ex-boyfriends (she dumped him after she saw him cheating on her and now wears the T-shirt to sleep as a sort of...insult to him. In a way.), and a pair of shorts. She headed towards the bathroom, after casting a lazy glance at the suitcase pushed against the wall. The lid was open, but everything inside - arranged by outfit.

Naturally a perfectionist when it came to these sort of things, all J.J. had to do was grab the correct pile of clothing and dump it on the bathroom floor. Standing there for a few moments, the cold seeping into her bare feet from the tiles underneath, she debated the pros and cons of taking a shower. "Eh, I've got time," she muttered, before turning on the warm water.

Ten minutes later, she stepped out, her hair smelling like orange ginger blossoms because of the hotel shampoo. She tugged on her clothes, having brushed her teeth in the shower (it saved time), and then grabbed the blow dryer. The noise the machine made echoed in the small bathroom. Dumping her pajamas in her suitcase, she pulled on her black Converse and grabbed her bag.

She was ready. And it was time to go meet Calico Ghost Town.

Seiji

Seiji crammed the last bit of his toast into his mouth, before washing it down with a glass of cold milk. Slamming the glass onto the table, he turned around to glance at his goldfish, swimming lazily in the bowl by the window. He frowned. Had he fed them yet? Both goldfish seemed to stare at him, as though telling him, 'No, you idiot. FEED US!'

Laughing, and shaking his head at his own forgetfulness (hey....it was early in the morning), Seiji dumped the appropriate amount of fish food into the bowl, before grabbing his guitar and the keys to his bike lock. He threw on a jacket for good measure. You never knew what the weather would be like in Tokyo.

Waving a greeting to his neighbor, Seiji locked his apartment door, before running down the three flights of stairs to the ground level. His bike was still leaning against the pole he usually attached it to, but it was surrounded by other bikes of other people who didn't have the money to buy cars. It was odd that Seiji still lived in this sort of...shabbier apartment, but he figured it was better than living in some posh place in the city. And it was nice that everybody knew his name.

"Ahh!!! Kaname-kun! Ohayo!" The familiar sound of the fangirl who lived above him reached Seiji's ears. He looked up, half-smiling before waving lightly.

"Ohayo, Sakaki-san," he greeted her. She blushed furiously, before Seiji threw his leg over his bike - finally having freed it from the clutches of its kin - and began pedaling down the street, taking the familiar paths that would lead him to Ryuu's apartment. "Zerstoren...Zerstoren..." he tasted the word on his lips, before speeding up. A world famous band - willing to do a tour with them.

He was excited.

Jed

Jed'swoken by the sudden sound of waer rushing from J.J.'s room when se turns on the shower. Groggy and barely lucid, it takes him a moment to remember where he is. Hotel rooms all look the same, by now.

They - the rest of Zestoren and him, that is - are supposed to meet the Japanese band they'll be touring Japan with in less than a hour. He struggles t free himself from the starchy blankets wrapped tightly around him and pads to the little en suite bathroom in his boxers and socks, stripping off and ducking into the shower for a lightning fast wash. After patting himself dry, he pulls on a pairof crumpled jeans and a clean shirt, running his fingers through his damp, soulder length hair to make it sit.

He's tense and agitated - meeting Calcio Ghost Town has them all slightly nervous. It's exciting too, though.

Ayase

Aya smiled switching his tv off.'' Ahh nothing like watching Bleach to wake you up.'' He said walking into his kitchen and sitting his coffee cup in the sink. He stopped picking up his phone as it rang out loudly.He quickly read the message and gasped.''Oh so we were going to meet that american band today?'' He said to himself sliding his phone into his pocket. He walked out and over to his coat rack, grabbing his black leather jacket and sliding it on over his light blue t-shirt. He grabbed his keys, locking his door and walking down the street. He stopped at a small store and grabbed a box of pocky, since he had eaten all of his last night.'' Arigatou!'' He said as he walked away from the store and off to Ryuu's apartment.

On his way he open the pocky box and began nomming on a peice, humming a little tune. He stopped once he got to Ryuu's apartment. Once directly infront of the door he knocked.'' Ryuu! I'm here!'' he said a large smile on his lips as it always was. He stopped knocking and stood there patiently wating for the door to open.

Bambi

Bambi's taxi pulls up outside Ryuu's apartment building and she hands the driver - a talktive man with a beard - a few notes to pay for the ride. She lights up a cigarette as she steps out and punches in the familiar code which opens the main door. Ryuu's apartment is a few floors up and her shoes make a sharp 'click' against the stone staircase.

When she reaches Ryuu's front door, Ayase is already standing outside, "Hello, darling." she greets, ruffling his hair.

Ayase

Aya Looked over at Bambi and smiles.'' Yaa Bambi!( Hi Bambi)'' He said raising his hand and waving the bluckles on the sleeve of his jacket clinking softly. He fixed his hair after she ruffled it then held up his box of pocky.'' Want some?'' he asked pulling out another peice and chewing on it. He always chewed on something when he's nervous, and right now he was nervous and excited. He was just ready to meet the american band.

Liylah

Liylah slowly opened her eyes, almost appearing as if in slow motion. Her neck was a little stiff, and her lower back killed. She looked around, almost forgetting where she was. At last, she realized she was in a hotel room. She hated waking up and not realizing where she was.

The sun was just rising. The sky seemed to look a lot more colorful in Japan. Liylah yawned as she stood up, making her way to her bureau. It had a long mirror above it. She looked at herself. Her hair had been pulled up in a messy bun. She was wearing a black tank top and some plaid boxers. Over top she was wearing her favorite robe. As she pulled her hair down she heard water start in another room. Happy to hear others moving about, she thought it was appropriate to move around now.

She had made her way to the bath room now, but realized that she had forgotten her shower bag over near her bed. She left the bath room door open. Liylah had already picked what she was going to wear today the previous night. She had a medium gray tank top with a purple plaid shirt on top, unbuttoned half way to the top. She also was going to wear some faded light gray shorts. She shoes were plain black with white soul skater shoes she had gotten at Target a while back. She didn't usually go shoe shopping. It was hard for her to find shoes that actually fit her, seeing as she was a size four shoe.

She put everything on the toilet seat and had put her bag on the side of the bath tub. But then she realized she was forgetting something. Music.

Liylah ran and grabbed her itouch but on her way back tripped and fell. She sat for a few moments then started to laugh at her stupidity. Her laugh was very unique. It wasn't quiet but it wasn't loud. She stood up and walked, a bit more alert, to the bath room.

After she had finished she dried off, and got all her clothes on. She looked for a bit for her hair drier then gave up and used the hotels hair drier they had. It wasn't as good as hers, but at least it still worked. She decided to skip straightening her hair, and then decided she'd wear a little make up.

Miki

Miki woke up with a jolt. She was afraid she had woken up too late because it was already pretty bright out, then realizing she had left her light on, giggled a bit. She was wearing a silk pink night gown with hello kitty slippers. Well only one hello kitty slipper. The other seemed to have made its way off her foot while she was asleep.

Ignoring that fact, she made her way to the bath room. She washed her face off, then jumped into the shower. When she came out she dried off and got all her clothes on. She was wearing a pink tank top with a darker pink Cardigan. She was also wearing light pink jean shorts with hot pink flats.

She went to her dresser and got out some hello kitty clips, and brought them into her bath room. Then after she got into the bath room she dried and straightened her hair. She teased her hair a bit then put in one hello kitty clip in the front, so it would pull her bangs back a bit.

As she realized that it was much earlier then she had thought, she decided to make herself some sunny side up eggs and toast. Then as she sat down to eat them her phone went off. Her ring tone was one of her best friend laughing really loudly. She had recorded it because she thought it would be fun to use as black mail, but then eventually set it as her ring tone.

It was Ryuu. "Today was the day we met up with that American band? Whoops." She said to herself, realizing that she had forgotten. For the longest time she was looking forward to meeting up with them. She shrugged it off, and finished her food. Putting everything in the sink, she would wash them later. She grabbed her car keys off the wall and made her way out the door, then turned around and locked it.

Ryuu's apartment was only a few minutes away, so she had arrived just on time to meet up with Bambi and Ayase. They seemed to already have started up a conversation, but Miki wasn't one to stand back and watch a conversation. "Hey guys. What are you up to?" Miki said in English, trying to work a little on it before they met with Zerstoren. "How is my Engrish?" She said, with a big smile on her face.

Bambi

Bambi turns as Miki speaks, announcing her presence, "Your English is fine, darling." she says, switching from Japaneseto English easily, with a wave of her hand. Bambi is the only native English speaker in Calcio Ghost Town; she speaks English with her mother at home and over the phone to her family in London.

"You are very...pink." she observes with a raised eyebrow.

J.J.

J.J. made her way over to Ashira's door, knocking on it. "Open up~!" she called in English. Fluent in Japanese, J.J. was confident she had the skills necessary to communicate with Calico Ghost Town when they actually got here. The keyboardist tapped her hands against her thigh, as she waited for Ashira to open the door.

What was taking their band leader so long?

Honestly speaking.

"Ashira. Come on! I want to head down to breakfast soon." J.J.'s stomach rumbled, reminding her yet again that she had not eaten that morning.

Seiji

Seiji had stopped by the grocery store to pick up some chips and soda, but now he would be late. Cursing softly under his breath, the guitarist swung himself back onto his bike, pedaling furiously all the way to Ryuu's place.

He sighed in relief when he spotted some of his band members still outside the place.

"Ohayou, minna (good morning everyone)," he greeted them. He switched to English. Although it wasn't the best, it was better than most. He laughed, before patting Miki on the back. "You're Engrish is fine." He grinned. "Should we head in? I'm pretty sure Ryuu is waiting for us."

Grant

Only bare feet could be seen protruding from under the pile of white and puffy hotel sheets of which Zerstoren's drummer currently resided. Bare feet and a stray arm dangling limp over the edge of the over sized bed. His face and torso were buried safely into his fort of pillows, including the one he'd stolen from J.J's room and three or four he'd stolen from the couch. Either way, Grant had far surpassed his quota of soft and comfy and seemed quite content with it as well. This peacefulness could only last so long though, soon his phone, which was smushed between his right cheek and the bed began to buzz and beep, along with the sounds of his band mates already awake. Of course he had set his alarm later than the others. Grant could wake, shower, and complete the entirety of his morning routine in a matter of fifteen minutes. Eighteen on a slow day. Slowly the pile of sheets and pillows stirred, causing some of the contents to spill over onto the floor as Grant sporting a pair of mario and luigi boxers, and quite the case of bed head emerged.

Fifteen minutes later, the dark haired drummer was as dressed as he had to be in a pair of jeans, one of the bands signature t-shirts, and his favorite pair of VAN sneakers. Of course we can't forget the pair of drum sticks he religiously stuffed into his back left pocket. It was with minty fresh breath, a quick hair ruffle, and a yawn, that Grant finally dragged his lazy butt from his room to join the others. He took a quick look around, put his fingers to his lips, positioning them just right and whistled in obvious hopes of getting everyone's attention.

"I don't know about you guys, but I need food...and coffee. Ready or not, All butts out this door in five minutes!" Grant announced, a grin on his face despite the still sleepy look of his eyes. Without another word, he proceeded to collapse on the couch, stretch and sprawl out checking his watch as the five minute count down began.

Liylah

After Liylah had finished with her make up, she decided to check to see if Ashira was up and moving so she decided to text her. "You up?"

While waiting for her response she decided to go on her laptop and put some lyrics together, but ended up going on youtube. She decided to listen to Calico Ghost Town some more. She really liked their work. She really had never listened to Japanese Rock before. She had listened to only one band, and that was X Japan, and the only reason was because of Rock Band.


After about ten minutes of no reply she decided to go over and see if Ashira was moving or not. When she opened up her door she saw that J.J. was at her door. "Yo, whats up?" Liylah said, with a funny face. Liylah did that a lot. When she would say something, she'd make a face. It came to her, almost naturally.

Next thing she knew she had jumped at the sound of a whistle. It was Grant.

"I don't know about you guys, but I need food...and coffee. Ready or not, all butts out this door in five minutes!"

Liylah rolled her eyes a bit. Then looked to J.J. and said, "How does he do that?".

Slowly making her way towards Grant, she gave him a bit of a evil eye. "Kay, mom." She said as she sat down on the other side of the couch, which was only for a few seconds, seeing as she wasn't one to sit for even a short amount of time.

"Coffee sounds good." She said, without realizing that she said it. "Want me to run out and get some coffee or what? Cause, I need something to do."

Miki

Miki's smile almost went cheek to cheek. "Arigato" she said with a quick nod.

"You are very...pink." Bambi said. Miki's eyes quickly became very bright. "You think?" She said almost sounding accomplished. "I was hoping someone could tell." Looking over her shoulder, she saw Ayase. "Uhhm?" She said, pointing at Ayase. Then hearing a familiar voice from behind, spun around to see Seiji standing behind her.

"You're Engrish is fine." Seiji said with a grin. "Should we head in? I'm pretty sure Ryuu is waiting for us."

"Arigato" She said again. "I wish we could go in, but Ryuu wont open his door!" Miki complained, giving a bit of a sour face.

Ayase

Aya Smiled at Miki.''Ohayou gozaimasu Miki!'' he said smiling and giving her a side hug.'' You look nice today.'' he said pulling on one of the ends of her cardigan. he pulled away and laughed looking at Seiji and giving a small wave.'' I tried to knock on the door but he never answered it. i think he might have already left us.'' he said making a fake pout, but it quickly faded as he laughed again.

Grant

Whilst lounging on the couch, Grant has drowsily succumb to closing his eyes as he waited the allotted five minutes and not a second longer. His hands rest behind his head, acting as makeshift pillows, keeping in mind that he had stolen all the couch pillows for his own bed, and his legs stretched out taking up most of the large, L-shaped couch. He was quite content at the moment, the thought of caffeine and bacon soon entering his system caused a small, subtle smile to brandish the drummers features.

Finally, there was some response to his shrill whistle. As the sound of footsteps entered the room, Grant peeked open one eye at first, lazily. Liylah. Stretching and swinging his legs off the couch and onto the floor, Grant made room for the band's guitarist as he rested his elbows on his knees.

"Kay, Mom."

The dark haired male could only smirk and roll his eyes playfully at the girl. "Actually, I prefer 'Grant-pa'." He retorted to her sarcasm before flicking his blue eyes to his wrist and subsequently the time. Did he want her to go get coffee. After a moment of pondering, Grant looked back up and simultaneously rolled his shoulders back in a shrug and shook his head casually. "No thanks, Li. They've got T-minus three minutes and forty-four seconds. I'll survive until then." He leaned back and spared a glance at the remaining band members doors that had yet to shown their faces in the living room. " 'Sides, whoever's not ready by then, I'm throwing over my shoulder and carrying them downstairs." With a quick lopsided grin, he crossed his arms over his chest. "Excited to meet Kitty Cat Ghost Town?" He asked. Kitty Cat, Calico. Same thing right? Either way, that's what Grant had come accustom to calling them.

Liylah

Liylah shrugged. "Kay, I can wait too. And I don't know how much fun you'll have carrying people down the steps, or rather, how much fun they'll have. But, I guess that's the fun part about it." Liylah said with a smirk. "Yeah, I suppose you'd call it excitement. I wouldn't label it that, but I guess. You know, it'd be funny if you called them that, you know, Kitty Cat Ghost Town. I'd laugh, like, SO hard." Liylah laughed, as she imagined him saying that.

Deciding her legs were tired, and that she needed to sit, she sat down on the couch again, pulling out her cell phone. "How about you? Excited to meet Calico?" She said, glancing up from her phone. "I'm pretty sure I will mess it up some how. I'm not the best at Japanese. But I'm not the worst. I'll probably say something completely off, and insult them somehow." Liylah smirked. "That's not funny." She said, trying to pretend that she was being serious.

Miki

"Ohayou, Ayase." Miki said, laughing.

Miki turned around and watched the two boys talking. "What if he really did leave?" Miki said, getting worried. "One of us should have one of his keys, just in case. What if something happened?" Miki said, as her mind wondered off. Miki was someone who would over think a situation. Almost to an extreme amount. She was also a bit of a 'worry-wort'. "Ohh No!" She said, meaning to think it in her head.

Ashira giggled slightly as she heard Grant's announcement - five minutes until he would personally break down their doors and get them out himself. She was debating on whether or not to count down the time and wait until the last five seconds before appearing, but decided better of it, just in case he counted faster than she did.

Running her fingers over her hair slightly, just to make sure there wasn't anything messed up, she turned to her pile of shoes that was sitting next to the bathroom, her fingers tapping slightly on her chin as she decided which one to pick. Grabbing a pair of flats, she slipped them on. Her outfit consisted of a pair of black lace leggings, some grey skinny jeans that she had chopped the legs off of to make into shorts when she had ripped way too many holes in them, a grey cami with sequins on it, and a black cropped tshirt with slouching shoulders that had bleach spots all over it. Her jewelry only consisted of a long silver necklace that had a turtle on the end of it, and a simple silver chain around her left wrist. She had no makeup on at all, though her hair was straightened. And, as always, she wore a pair of feather earrings - silver and white ones, this time - as well as her diamond studs.

Grabbing her purse, she slipped her essentials into it, before opening the door to her room. She was greeted by J.J. on the other side of the door, and she smiled at the girl. "You sure do look cute today" she began, a small giggle starting in her throat. "Not that you don't look cute every day, but you know what I mean." She winked at J.J., before looping her arm with the other girls, and leading her off to meet up with the rest of the band.

"Seems as if we made it out with two minutes to spare, huh? I think thats a new record for me, personally" she said, laughing slightly as she came within earshot of Grant. She directed a smile towards him, though it was more of a cat-like grin than anything.








A high pitched laughing sound could be heard from just inside the front door of Ryuu's apartment, and he was almost positive that his band members could hear it.

He could hear them talking outside his apartment, and they were wondering if he had left. "Nope! I haven't left! You've just got to guess the password so you can get in!" he shouted through the door, a laugh following soon. But not more than a moment after the words escaped from his mouth, he had opened the door.

His hands were thrown in the air, and he was laughing. "Ryuu is the most awesome person in the world?" he said, almost as if he was repeating what someone else had said. He paused. "Thats the password! I guess you guys get to come in."

With a smile, he stepped back from his door, letting out a word in greeting to each of the members of the band that came through. "Thats everyone, right?" he began, counting each of the people. "Yup, four of you, and one of me."

"Well, don't get too comfortable," he began, grabbing his tea that he had placed on the coffee table in his living room once more. "Just as soon as I finish my tea, we can head out! Unless someone forgot something. Does everyone have everything they need?" He smiled, taking a sip of his tea. It was only a few moments until he finished.

"Alright, well, are we ready to head out?"

It was only a couple of blocks walk from his apartment to where the hotel that Zerstoren was staying in was at. He knew it wouldn't take too long to get there. He hoped it wouldn't, mostly. He was really excited to get to met these American musicians.

"Oh, I forgot to ask," he began, as he took his slippers off and put on his shoes just inside his door. "Do any of you have any suggestions for what we might do with them when we meet them? You know, just in case they haven't thought of anything they would like to do."

Jed

Jed picks up his wallet and phone from the dresser and pockets them before joining the res of Zestoren. "Did someone say something about coffee?" he asks by way of greeting; it's hours too early for small talk.

Grant, Ashira, J.J. and Liylah are already ready and waiting, "Sorry I'm late, guys - I stayed up late last night and overslept."

He grins when Grant refers to the Japanese band as 'Kitty Cat Ghost Town' - Grant is a braver man than he; he's listened to radio interviews with Calico, and though his Japanese is basic at best, he's established that the bassist is pretty fierce. He wouldn't like to be on her bad side.

"D'you think we'll need a translator, for the meeting with Calico, I mean?" he wonders aloud, "Or is our Japanese passable?"

J.J.

J.J. grinned at Ashira. "Of course," she chuckled. "Let's try for two and a half, next time, 'kay?" she was smiling playfully though, and that much was also obvious in her tone of voice.

Letting the other girl lead her towards the rest of the band in the main area, she noticed Grant already crashing on the sofa, obviously complaining about the lack of coffee or something. Jed walked in a few minutes late, but then again, she and Ashira had just gotten there, so it wasn't too bad.

She looked around the breakfast bar, unhooking her arm from Ashira's. She grabbed a bagel, tossing it into the toaster without even looking. Picking up the grape jelly, she flopped down next to Grant, turning her back to the armrest and kicking her shoes off. Pulling her legs up to her chest, she looked around, giggling when Grant referred to Calico Ghost town as 'Kitty Cat Ghost Town'. Oh, how she loved her band.

"D'you think we'll need a translator, for the meeting with Calico, I mean?" he wonders aloud, "Or is our Japanese passable?"

J.J. looked at Jed. "Wakaranai, deshou (I don't know)" she shrugged, before continuing in Japanese. "It's not like we haven't been here several times before." J.J.'s Japanese was fine, practically fluent. But she couldn't say that for everybody in her band.

Seiji

"Do any of you have any suggestions for what we might do with them when we meet them? You know, just in case they haven't thought of anything they would like to do."

Seiji frowned, as he headed down towards the road, fixing the strap of his guitar. He glanced to make sure his bicycle was locked and neatly put away, just in case. He wasn't too positive about the neighborhood Ryuu lived in, but then again, he had always been paranoid about his things. He was never one to go to for any valid suggestions for what to do.

Seiji preferred to add more of a...fun spin on things. He glanced at the other members of his band.

"Play a game?" he chuckled. "Maybe a kid's game or something? As an ice breaker."

He glanced at the others. "Well....it's a suggestion...."

Bambi

Bambi raises an unamused eyebrow at Seiji's suggesion and waves it away with a flick of her hand, "I am not running around playing children's games. Not in these shoes." she protests firmly, "I refuse."

She rakes through her handbag for her cigarettes and a lighter and lights up, turning her head to blow the smoke away from the others. "We sould just take them for coffee." She doesn't really care where they go, so long as it's somewhere she can smoke. And she'd like today to be over quickly, thankyou very much; she has a date with a delicious young journalist early this evening.

Grant

Grant was all smiles. All of the bands members were rounded up in one room, ready to go; and would you look at that, they even had time to spare. Blue eyes flicked between the group. Jed, got a no words needed guy nod initially, followed up by a shrug to his latter question. Of course J.J had to be the smart ass that responded in Japanese. The drummer quirked a brow and nudged her in the ribs with an soft elbow. "Show off." He teased before looking to Ashira, who he smirked at, in response to her remark on being on time. Finally, his eyes flicked to Liylah as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. "Lets go meet the Kitty cats, yeah?" Grant suddenly decided, a whole thirty seconds ahead of time, a smile crossing his features yet again. Of course, it only took another moment for the smile to transition smoothly into his usual mischievous lopsided grin. Liylah had been the only one who had heard his warning about carrying people out, but it seemed that J.J mostly, had missed that memo as her shoes thudded to the ground and flopped on the couch.

"Let's go, smartass." He murmured, maneuvering around the others as he proceeded to literally, and carefully of course, lift J.J up and over his shoulder. He chuckled, imagining the squeak of surprise should would initially make. "Someone mind grabbing her shoes and shutting the door...Thanks!." Grant added as an afterthought as he strode casually to the elevator. Only once everyone was inside, and the door was shut did he place the keyboardist back on her own shoeless feet as if nothing had happened.

"Damn...I need coffee."

(Just figured we needed to get things rolling and actually get out of the hotel room. :P Let me know if I need to edit anything.)

Ashira laughed as she watched Grant pick J.J. up and swing her over his shoulder. She followed the group into the hall and finally into the elevator, where Grant finally placed the keyboardist on her feet. "I got your shoes" the singer said, snickering lightly as she handed the other girl her shoes. "They're cute, by the way..." she added in after a moment.

A few seconds later, the elevator had arrived on the bottom floor, and the group stepped out. Ashira glanced around her, spotting the sign for the dining room. "I think I hear a cup of coffee calling my name!" she sung, as she began to skip from the room towards the oh-so-delicious-coffee. It was not long before the singer had gotten herself a small cup of coffee, and a toasted bagel. She stood off to the side a bit, and quickly finished her bagel, before joining the group with her coffee in hand. "Right, so who else is excited?" she began, squirming around a bit. "I know I am!"






As the group walked down the road, Ryuu listened to all of their suggestions. He nodded when Seiji suggested playing some sort of ice breaker game. "That would be fun," he laughed out, before his comment was broken off by Bambi's statement. "Oh, come on..." he began with a smile. "Don't trash the idea until you've at least tried it. "And maybe they won't want to either. So who knows? Its just a suggestion." He put a little skip into his step, and within a few more minutes, they had arrived at the front doors of the hotel.

Smoothing out his Tshirt some - which was white, and read Guitar in big bold black lettering on the front - he stepped into the main doors of the hotel, and caught a glimpse of a group of people walking into what appeared to be the dining area. With a smile, he turned around to face his band as they all made their way inside.

"Alright, I hope everyone has a good time today. And lets all be as positive as we can be!" He pumped his fist into the air, a huge smile taking over his features.

(Its quite alright, Artik! :) You guys can move this along as you feel necessary~ I'll step in with my input if I feel you've moved it too far too fast. :3)

J.J.

Let's go, smartass." He murmured, maneuvering around the others as he proceeded to literally, and carefully of course, lift J.J up and over his shoulder. He chuckled, imagining the squeak of surprise should would initially make. "Someone mind grabbing her shoes and shutting the door...Thanks!." Grant added as an afterthought as he strode casually to the elevator.

At first, J.J. did squeak. It was inevitable - after all, how often did one get picked up and thrown over the shoulder while reclining peacefully on the couch. "Put me down!" she playfully hit Grant's back, as she struggled to maintain her dignity. Sighing and giving up - she was far too weak and hungry to fight against the stronger and obviously more determined drummer - she slumped over his shoulder until they reached the elevator.

"Grant..." she muttered, as the elevator began to move. "You're an idiot." But there was little else she said before the doors slid open and she was marched into the main room.

"I got your shoes" the singer said, snickering lightly as she handed the other girl her shoes. "They're cute, by the way..." she added in after a moment.

"Thanks," J.J. grinned at Ashira, before glancing pointedly at Grant. "Can I get off now?"

Seiji

"Alright, I hope everyone has a good time today. And lets all be as positive as we can be!" He pumped his fist into the air, a huge smile taking over his features.

Seiji was quick to follow Ryuu's example, a wide grin breaking across his face as he too punched the air. As he did so, the strap of his guitar case almost slipped off his shoulder. In a panic, he quickly fixed it, calming his body as they entered the hotel.

He looked around, a guarded expression of apprehension on his features.

Soon...so soon....they would meet Zerstoren. The famous band that they would be touring with. Sighing softly, Seiji ran a hand through his hair. What would they be like? But then, Ryuu's words reached him again and he shook off the pessimistic feelings. Zerstoren would be fine...

Right?

Grant

"You know you love me." Grant confidently stated after setting J.J back on her feet. He nodded a thanks to Ashira for collecting the shoes on his request. But the second the elevator door beeped and opened up, he wasted no time dashing away like a little kid at a toy store. His toy of choice, a nice hot steaming cup of coffee, ...of course with a lot of sugar added. But coffee nonetheless. Tearing into a pop tart of sorts, Grant's stomach would be temporarily content, at least for an hour or so. Hopefully hanging with the Kitty Cats there would be some snacks, or maybe even a complementary lunch or something, right?

"So, where are we meeting them, again?" He asked between bites of his poptart. As band leader, it was still to early in the morning for Grant to really be on the ball



(Filler post. Sorry)

Ashira

Ashira couldn't help but laugh at Grant's question - it wasn't odd of him to ask things like that, but of course, he was the band leader. Weren't they supposed to know these things? Sometimes, being in Zerstoren, Ashira didn't have that answer. They all sort of just... filled in for each other when it was required. And, hopefully, at least one of them would know the answer to any given question.

"We're meeting them in the main lobby, apparently. Thats what Marcus said anyway." Their manager had mentioned it to them on the phone, and Ashira had taken a special note of where to meet them. "I figure they'll be the only group there anyway, so hopefully I'll recognize them..."

Finishing off her coffee, she threw away her trash, before glancing around. Locating a clock on the wall, she looked at the rest of the band. They were all content with their food. "I'll go wait for them in the lobby" she suggested, making her way from the group.

Almost as soon as she stepped into the lobby, she was greeted with the site of a group of people standing just inside the doors. A smile came to her face and she trotted over to the group, offering up an "ohayou!" to the group, before coming to a halt in front of them.

She started speaking to them in Japanese, figuring it would be easier for them all. "I'm guessing you guys are Calico Ghost Town, right?" One of the members nodded, a questioning look on his face. He fidgeted a bit with his shirt - which had the word "guitar" on it in really big letters - before asking a question of his own.

"I'm sorry," he began, "but I'm not sure I know who you are?"

Realizing she forgot to introduce herself before questioning them, she bowed her head slightly. "I apologize. My names Ashira, and I'm the vocalist for Zerstoren." A look of knowledge and understanding spread across the males face, and he seemed to almost jump to life.

"Its nice to meet you, Ashira!" he began, a giant smile breaking out on his face. "My name is Saitou Ryuu, and we are Calico Ghost Town!" He sort of trailed off then, glancing around Ashira. "Where are the other members of your band?" he asked, looking back to her for an answer.





Ryuu was pulled from his little pep talk by the sound of a female's voice. "Ohayou!"

Turning to look at the newcomer to the group, he was surprised to find... well, a white girl. The wheels in his head started turning, but he kept his thoughts to himself as she stared speaking to him in Japanese. "I'm guessing you guys are Calico Ghost Town, right?"

Picking a bit at the hem on his shirt, Ryuu answered. "I'm sorry, but I'm not sure I know who you are?" He had an idea, but he didn't really exactly know what the members of Zerstoren looked like. There was no reason to make a mistake right off the bat, anyway.

Bowing her head slightly and with a slight laugh, the girl apologized. "I apologize. My names Ashira, and I'm the vocalist for Zerstoren." A smile spread across Ryuu's face at that moment, as his thoughts were confirmed.

Giddy that they were finally meeting, he burst out a greeting of his own. "Its nice to meet you, Ashira! My name is Saitou Ryuu, and we are Calico Ghost Town!" But he realized then that she was alone, and his happiness seemed to loose a bit of air. "Where are the other members of your band?"

Ashira glanced around her, before turning back to the male guitarist. "They're eating breakfast in the dining hall right now, actually. If you guys want, you could come join us?" Ryuu didn't think it would be right to intrude on their breakfast, so he shook his head.

"No, I think we can wait out here." Making his way to the couches near by, he plopped himself down. Ashira followed behind, sitting across from him in a chair.

"Alright then. We can wait for them out here. I'm finished eating anyway, and... well, at least I can get to know you guys first. Then maybe things will go smoothly?" She glanced around the group, offering a smile to each of them. Her initial impression of them wasn't so bad, at least. They seemed nice enough.