Setting
Major U.K. Cities
London
Dublin
Edinburgh
London
Dublin
Edinburgh
The United Kingdoms
Welcome to The U.K., Birth Place of Metal and some of the most famous Rock Bands in the world
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Sophia Saint groaned groggily and felt something digging into her ribs. Her head was pounding like a strongman had just taken a swing at it.. with a wrecking ball. The girl rubbed her forehead and rolled onto her back, staring at the object that was poking at her, revealing it to be one of her drumsticks, broken in half. Something about the dingy looking bar didn't strike her as quite right and she began to try to remember what happened, why her drumstick was broken, and more importantly why there was a man in a gorilla suit in the corner. "Damn one hell of a party..." The pink haired one pulled her gloves on a little tighter and tried to stand up.
Iliyana had awakened to a nasty taste in her mouth, she definitely needed to brush her teeth. She hated that filmy taste in her mouth, made her feel like she was eating dirt. She pulled the covers from over her head and body and slowly rose from someone elses bed. Her body cracked with each joint that moved. Yana slowly shuffled to the bathroom, and upon reaching it realized she left her purses.
"Damn." she muttered under her breath, she turned to go back into the bedroom to grab it. After running all around the mulberry bush to find her purse she went back into the bathroom and pulled a toothbrush from her bag. She turned on the water and stuck her tooth brush underneath. Soon she squeezed a bit of toothpaste on it and placed it in her mouth, brushing.
Yana stood at the top of the stairs looking down at her friends and people she didn't know, who were all passed out. She shook her head. She was always prepared for an after party. Her things were all tucked safely in her purse, such as an extra change of clothes, toothbrushes, everything. Smart girl, always prepared.
"Damn." she muttered under her breath, she turned to go back into the bedroom to grab it. After running all around the mulberry bush to find her purse she went back into the bathroom and pulled a toothbrush from her bag. She turned on the water and stuck her tooth brush underneath. Soon she squeezed a bit of toothpaste on it and placed it in her mouth, brushing.
Yana stood at the top of the stairs looking down at her friends and people she didn't know, who were all passed out. She shook her head. She was always prepared for an after party. Her things were all tucked safely in her purse, such as an extra change of clothes, toothbrushes, everything. Smart girl, always prepared.
Gamma let out a long, drawn out huff of air as he opened his crazy looking eyes, wincing at the bright light that pouring in one of the guest bathroom windows. Someone warm was next to him. He paid the girl no mind as he pulled from her embrace and stretched. Bottles were everywhere, mostly where he had been laying but his head barely hurt at all. Years of practice had pretty much left him immune to hangovers. He pulled his jacket out of the sink, sighing happily when he found out it to be the opposite of wet. He opened the door to the upstairs hallway and looked out over the balcony. "Broken shit everywhere...fuckin madness..." He cooed, scratching his head lazily. "Gotta say. One of the best parties this month...I even met a few record douchers..." He tried to spot anyone he recognized, but was failing so far...He kicked a can onto the stage from his high up post, rather annoyed. He didn't realize that that that had been the one place hadn't checked for people. He then noticed someone else standing a few feet away...she looked familiar, but not from this party...maybe she had been a notch on his bed post before? He shrugged. "G'morning..." He yawned.
Sophia Saint shivered and forced herself to her feet as she recognized someone mildly familiar, pink hair like hers, or so she thought it was. Sophia tried not to force her ankle to much, considering it's twisted state from last night. She stomped with the foot and felt a lance of pain up her leg, yep, she remembered that. She threw away her broken drumstick and was pleased to find the other one intact. Unfortunately she tried to spin it in her hand and instead it only shot itself into the ground with a sharp crack. "Ouch..." The sound felt like someone put her head into a room full of squealing, shrieking banshees. She half limped, half dragged herself up following the sound of running water...
The girl looked at the mess that was caused and smiled.
, she thought. Hearing a voice behind her, which caused her to jump. "Morning, there." she said with a smile. Apparently, she hadn't too many drinks last night. Mostly because she was normally the designated driver. She appeared to have no headache also, like most of the people who were awakening did. She laughed at the moans and groans from those down below. Then a woman who was limping up the stairs, her smile faded and she decided to go help. "You alright? Well of course not! Do you need some help?"Looks like everyone had a blast last night
Gamma blinked and brushed his way past them on the stairs, sliding down on the banister as soon as they got out of his way. He wasn't much of a socializer in the mornings. Or at night. Or any time really. Unless he was partying, he tended to keep to himself. He hopped off the post and began to look for his things. He had had a bag at one point, a duffel bag. He began to search for it, hoping to find his mask and other belongs unharmed, or at least mostly undamaged. A scratch or damp he wouldn't mind. "Gotta keep better track of my shit." He looked back up the stairs before finding a half-full bottle of El Patron Silver Tequila, lounging on a random couch, going to town on the bottle.
Sophia Saint The drummer winced, "Not so loud, and I'm fine, just a lot... make that two lots of Tylenol." She glanced at the man who brushed passed her and rolled her eyes. "So typical..." She was feeling more social than most other people at this point in time and decided to start asking questions, "Where are we? Who are you, because you look familiar and what happened? I think I may have just drank Captain Morgan to dry land..."
Iliyana Marie Antonio laughed at Sophia's joke. "Kay, so apparently we're at a party. Well we we're, I'm Iliyana. Cally me 'Yana. What happened. Well you probably got drunk and hurt yourself." she motioned to her ankle. "Then, you probably passed out." This was exactly why the girl never got pissy drunk, because things like that happened. "Tylenol is probably in the bathroom..." she smiled and placed the girls arm around herself for support. "I bet the ace bandages are too."
Gamma grinned. "Learn to handle your booze chicas! Then again, we all can't be pros like me!" He laughed at himself, rather quietly as he took another swig of his Tequila. "Gah. I can fill ya in on more later. Go get fixed up." He remembered it all rather well, despite the absurd amount he had drank the night before. He tried to remember the name of the club. "Is it...Hell...Something stupidly trendy and British. Meh. Don't care." Another swig. A happy chirp. He decided to follow them, bottle in hand. "Hey? Need some help? Or whatever?" He spoke softly, not trying to be nice. But he couldn't help him, now that he had a lil more booze in him.
Sophia Saint shook her head at Gamma. "I'm fine, I'm fine." The pink-haired girl coughed a little bit and grabbed her head, mumbling something about carrying around Tylenol more often. She dragged her way into the bathroom, and opened up the mirror taking a bottle of ibuprofen as opposed to Tylenol, same effect and twisted off the plastic cap tossing it down onto the floor. Within a few seconds she had popped 4 or 5 ibuprofen into her mouth and was swallowing them one by one.
Iliyana Marie Antonio turned to leave the girl alone in the bathroom. Maybe it was time to head on home? She made her way down the stairs and to the door. "Nice meeting you guys!" she shouted, laughing at the groans in the room. Her voice was melodious, even when not singing. She opened her purse and grabbed her keys. "Goin' to Dennys!" she shouted again, just in case anyone wanted to join. "My treat." she'd only be takin' a few people.
Gamma blinked again and tilted his head. "Hey. I'll go I guess. Everyone else seems pretty wasted. Maybe want to wait on whats her name? Or go ask if she wants to go? It...is polite...?" He put the bottle down, now that is was empty. "But yeah, I'll go...Uh...Whatever your name was..."
Sophia Saint raised her voice, "Wait up! I don't have a car with me!" Screaming felt as if she had just kicked herself in the brain. She grabbed a first aid-kit stored under the sink and stood up, limping her way down the stairs, nearly tripping on her way down. The red plastic baggie next to her clattered against her leg and her head began to pound a little bit less, thanks to the somehow miraculous ibuprofen.
Iliyana Marie Antonio hadn't even gone outside yet, she was still waiting at the door. "Alright, hurry along. Well, don't hurt yourself in the process." she laughed and held the door open for the girl. The sun rays beaming into the room, causing people to shout, hiss and curse.
Gamma tried to find some more booze before giving up. He hated being rushed but oh well. He quickly dashed out the door behind the two of them, running to his own car to grab some money, mints...anything he needed anyway. He also threw his stuff in the back seat and turned back to them. "So, which care is yours...Uh...Didn't get your name...Either of yours...I'm Elijah."
Sophia Saint shut her eyes at the sunlight, but instead of whining, she pulled a pair of Aviators from her jacket and put them on. "I'm Sophia," She chimed in rather randomly and a bit late. Her head still hurt, and she was still trying to remember why she was carrying around drumsticks. Oh well, small details, and there was free food. so less to worry on whys and more on free food.
Iliyana Marie Antonio smiled at Elijah. "I'm Iliyana, call me 'Yana." she said as she motioned to the red Mazda 3 Sedan sitting at the end of the streeth. "That's mine." she smiled at the clean car. "My baby." she reached the car and unlocked it for everyone. "Excuse the mess in the back." she said, as her various instruments and equipment was everywhere.
Gamma looked at his own trashed, slightly dented and scratched up black VW Jetta and shrugged. "I'll be nice to ride in something clean for once." He gave them both a playful nudge as opened the door for Sophia. "Nice ta meet you both. Its not often that I just meet some random nice people." He smiled before narrowing his eyes coyly.
Sophia Saint smiles and accepts the seat she is given, stepping into it and as she does she opens up the first aid kit, and pulls up her pantleg. "So... Your a musician 'Yana?" She asks looking around to all the gear in the back.
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