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[Woken Tox]

<.<...Tanner Tango Gozman...>.>

Rad Times

''Well I feel heavy metal and I'm pins and I'm needles, well I lie and I'm easy, all of the time and I'm never sure why I need you..."

It wasn't his fault. He couldn't help it. Tango hated cops. And rent-a-cops were the worst. He had to go and to the opposite of what Nova told him to do, not because he wanted to get in trouble, but because he was compelled to shout at the passing bacon strips to get ******** for staring at them with such suspicious eyes when they weren't guilty of a single thing (lie), which started a chase that was leading all through the airport. He didn't know if the other band members were being pursued, he didn't take the time to look back. He laughed, slightly maniacally, as Tango usually did during times of such excitement and danger, as he found himself rolling on one of the luggage carrying carts down a ramp away from security. He looked back and grinned, but when he looked forward again, there was an obstacle in the way in the form of an old man in a wheelchair.

"Whoooa, shite!", He shouted as he tried to put his foot down to stop it, but couldn't. Impact was made and Tango, with a high-pitched whine, was sent flying over the wheelchair and planted flat on his back with a thud and a groan. He closed his eyes tight and writhed there for a moment, moaning in pain, but one of his eyes opened and the man in the wheelchair was just fine. He'd hit and nothing happened to the guy? "Oh, come on!", He shouted, and the man just looked down at him and shook his head before he rolled away. From his upside-down view, however, Tango saw security coming down after him, which caused him to scramble to his feet and kick the cart at them, which they tripped and fell over, which caused the bass player to laugh. "Deuces!", He said, holding up two fingers and running off again. Still, they pursued.

He ended up running into the bar in the airport, of course he would find himself there, and he looked around for a bit, then noticed a young couple sitting there talking. He grinned and scuttled over to them, taking his seat on the other side of the girl, blonde, decent looking, but that wasn't what he was interested in. He took her pint of beer and took a long drink from it, only to be met with protest from the couple, who quickly took notice. Tango, with cheeks full of beer, stared at them with wide, but blank eyes, swallowed the beer and then gave the girl a big, wet kiss, which he even leaned her backward for. He broke away when he heard the security claim they'd found him, his head rotated around and saw them, and he smiled and got up from his stool, leaving the girl blushing, breathless and almost knocked out from the smooch.

He lead the security on for a bit around the bar, then hopped over the counter so he was behind it. The bartender stayed out of the way. Tango watched as the idiot security stumbled to get over the bar after him. While he waited, he kept his eyes on the security and took the guy's pint again and downed it, quickly, then said, "Cheers!", and he was off again, but not before giving another quick grin to the girl. Her boyfriend was pissed.

He found his way to the escalators, which were side-by-side, one going up and the other going down, and he ran up them shoving past the people who were standing on it with various apologies. The security was close on his tail though, so he hopped over the edge onto the escalator going downward. They noticed and also hopped over, but not quite as gracefully, and gave chase again. Tango hopped over again onto the one going upwards. Once more, they followed, but slower, obviously getting tired. Tango watched and laughed, young, lithe and agile, full of energy from his chronic consumption of sugary foods and beverages as these nobs tried to keep up. He saw them coming at him from their side now, though, and he swore and hopped over the edge, hoping he would fall on something soft.

His wish was not granted. He crashed through a wooden table, where various people in suits were on phones and their laptops. He groaned and tried to get up as the business folks tries to figure out what the hell had just happen. "Strewth!", Tango shouted as the security still gave chase.

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TOTALLY ENGLISH

[Chandra Panesar]

Matthew Denver ♫ ♬ 19 ♬♫ Keyboardist

Matthew didn’t bother to respond to Nova’s warning to act normal. Or rather, he just really didn’t expect that it was directed at him. After all, he had come to the realization some time ago that he was the only member of the band that ever did act normal. He certainly wasn’t the one suggesting that he get a fake ID and sneak into a bar to scare up some ‘action’. He just wanted to get out of the airport and maybe have some fun with his new bandmates. He’d watch just how crazy they got on their own before he decided whether he was ready to jump in feet first or whether he should wait it out and risk not living up to the rock star life style after all. Somehow, Matthew thought he could handle the latter. Several people were already looking their way before the band even had a chance to actually do anything to gain attention. Matthew felt a bit self conscious though he didn’t expect much attention to come his way specifically. There was some, but even those few eyes would usually soon be distracted by Tango’s quirkiness, Nova’s… fashion sense, Penny’s unconscious wheelchair ride or Law just being Law. Still, even the others were not doing anything crazy, so why was security coming toward them with, each with a hand at the hip?

Maybe security wasn’t really headed for them? Well, no, they obviously were but he didn’t have to exacerbate whatever the problem was. After all, they had Tango for that. The bassist shouted at the security officers, taunting them crudely before taking off as he was chased. Before Matthew could blink, let alone call out ‘Tango, wait!’, one of the security officers was speaking into a walkie talkie as both ran after the wiry Brit. Matthew shuffled from foot to foot. Obviously he wasn’t going to run; he hadn’t actually done anything wrong. Well, unless someone else in the group drugged Penny and he was in for some accessory charges… but he sure couldn’t help himself in that case by running off. So when more uniforms showed up to secure the rest of the group, the keyboardist was still standing in the same spot and becoming increasingly nervous. But he managed to affect a semblance of calm as he asked, “Is there a problem?”

[blackwhitetiger]

~ ɸ ~NovA FlyNn~ ɸ ~

ɸ Song of the Week: Ex-Boyfriend ɸ

It looked like Nova was right, she almost always was. She should have known better than to tell Tango not to get himself noticed 'cause that was going to be the first thing he did and once the Security Guards realized who Tango was Tango took off like a bolt of lighting. Leaving Nova, Penny, Matt and Law in his dust. To her surprise Law did not take off after Tango, he actually stayed with the rest of Band, for now anyways. With in a few seconds he was down to the other end of the airport with the two Security Guards chasing after him. “I should have known better..” she mumbled as a two other Guards; one male, moderately attractive and one female way to attractive to be a Security Guard arrived. What had Tango Expected? It wasn't like Nova could follow him she had to looked after Penny which in all honesty she wasn't do a good job of doing she really should have been in a hospital not on her way to Disney. Matt didn't seem like the type to run and he didn't no surprise there. Nova was even thankful that he was the first to address the Security Guards.

Looking over her shoulder Nova saw that Law surprisingly remained. “You haven't one after Tango yet?” she questioned in a hush tone trying to keep the Guards from hearing while they chatted with Matt. “That man you where with Tanner Gozman, Do you know him?” the male guard asked in an authoritative voice and he held a picture of Tango to Matt. When she heard the males voice Nova looked back over to Matt, Though Nova did notice the female officer taking a good long look at Law, Nova couldn't help but roll her eyes, Clearly it was just someone else who wanted to get in his pants. 'I bet Tango will use Law to get out of getting in trouble...' she thought as she imaged Law selling his 'talents' to clear Tango of what ever the charges might have been, which to attract this much attention from Canadian Security. Catching a glimpse of the picture it didn't really look like Tango. It looked like the picture they had was from an old Passport, one that was a few years old. He kind of looked innocent, more so then what he did now. After the guard finished asking Matt a few questions They than handed off the photo to Nova how just shrugged and shook her head. The Female guard than looked down to Penny. “What's wrong with her?” she questioned as she pointed to Penny. And now they where busted....

[Woken Tox]

| Sebastian Keith |

Throat Full of Glass

'Somewhere, beyond happiness and sadness, I need to calculate what creates my own madness...'

The door to the bathroom opened and Sebastian emerged cloaked in a cloud of steam. He stepped away from it and looked around the penthouse, rubbing the back of his head with a towel that was draped around his neck. Silence. Everyone was gone. Good, maybe now he would be able to get some work done. He spent a good few minutes stretching and preparing himself a decent meal and a cup of tea, which he enjoyed out on the balcony in the cool air. The sun wasn't terribly bright so it wasn't quite so bad. He might have even called it relaxing, if he wasn't looking out over Toronto, at least.

He went back inside and took care of the dishes he's dirtied and then sat on the couch with a black bag, which he pulled a laptop out of and powered on. He still scratched the towel against the side of his head, trying to dry as much as he could of his still-damp hair. He sipped on his tea, which he'd prepared a second cup of, as his eyes scanned over the news.... Until he paused as something caught his eye. On his Twitter, he couldn't help but notice a ridiculous amount of tags involving him, Ashley, the hiatus of Deus Ex Machina, and finally the fact that he'd been spotted in the same city at the same time as Ashley and one Tanner Gozman. Rumors of the original lineup were spreading, but, curious, he followed the tags that referenced their involvement in Hectic Glow.

What followed caused his eyes to go wide. The band's social media pages had hundreds of thousands of followers and the number grew bit by bit before his eyes. He put his hand on his head and scratched gently as he read quickly through a few articles on music media sites, news sites, fan pages and other people's twitter and facebook pages. There were various links to videos of the band, at their so few and so terrible performances, them getting into a fire fight with someone in a burning street, plus plenty of links to the video Lawrence decided to be so bold and put online himself. By the looks of things, it was spreading faster than wildfire, the original posting earning over two million hits . And the UEG didn't seem to be taking it down from anywhere. Of course, any publicity was good publicity.

He then checked on the individual members of the band and their social pages. He grinned slightly, as it was obvious that they didn't update it themselves, but people were eating it up. He hadn't seen Ward in a while, but if he did in that moment, he'd have given him props for doing a bang-up job of getting the band out there. He had to give it to the blonde, he was a total fruitcake, but he marketed the band like nobody's business. They were failures, utterly and completely, yet they were also rising superstars. Somehow, people were still excited about it. Nova's facebook page was the most likely to be updated by she herself, but it wasn't her personal page, so he knew that wasn't the case. There were so many cheesey compliments on her photos and timeline, so many tags on men's pages saying various things, even an "I love Nova Flynn" fan page that had a hundred or so few thousand subscribers. He didn't bother to look at Law's. He stifled a laugh at Tanner's, he seemed to have captivated young women everywhere that appeared to be enamored with his awkward, childish charms and unwrapped-mummy-like appearance. Maybe all that female attention would help him get over that skanky sin girl that he completely forgot the name of. Denver's page was still relatively quiet, but he had a feeling that would change quite soon.

Penny's page was something of a bother to him, though. Not because of the content, in fact, because of the lack of content. It was nearly nonexistent. One of his eyes squinted and he tried to follow around various pages to figure out why that was, Penny was a very attractive woman with an attitude even he had to admit was particularly appealing, so why did her pages seem so blank? "Damn..", He said, putting his hand on his face and cursing under his breath a few times. He didn't have the numbers of anyone in the band handy. He couldn't contact them and anything that he tried to put online to get their attention would only cause an explosion of the wrong kind of attention. Wherever they were, they were in trouble. He knew Penny was with them and couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen...

The truth hurts so bad, wouldn't you say?
So why tell it?

[Chandra Panesar]

Matthew Denver ♫ ♬ 19 ♬♫ Keyboardist

Did he know Tanner Gozman? He certainly didn’t know the guy in the outdated photo; somehow, Matthew could see even from a photo that Tango seemed to lack some of the swagger then that he expected from the bassist now. Saying he knew the guy might have been a bit of a stretch still, so Matthew responded a little vaguely. “He and I are in the Hectic glow together. Why, is he in trouble?” Matthew immediately wished that he could retract that question as he was certain the answer was and would always be a resounding yes. The others seemed to be built for trouble and he wondered if they were always that way or if the lifestyle had changed them. Would he change? Well, right then was really no time for an existential crisis; the security guards were still asking him questions and the keyboardist struggled for what awkward answers he could give. He had known the band for a day or so; questioning him wouldn’t result in much. At least the security guards did seem to catch onto that after a few questions and offered the picture to Nova. Matthew was a bit puzzled when she just shrugged and shook her head; was denying all knowledge the standard procedure? He hadn’t gotten the memo on that one.

Not that it mattered; the keyboardist quickly forgot Tango’s antics with just four words from the security guards. What was wrong with Penny and just how would they explain dragging her along in a wheelchair instead of finding out? “Oh, she’s just a heavy sleeper.” Matthew found himself saying without really thinking first. It was a panic response; he couldn’t just not respond or they would look guiltier. Unfortunately, there was still an air of expectation as the security guards were still waiting for an explanation as to why the band was pushing around a sleeping Penny. “She was really looking forward to the trip, you know? Disney and all that. But we couldn’t wake her up, so we decided to just bring her. As a surprise.” Matthew was hardly an expert liar and he only looked half as nervous as he felt. The guards weren’t buying it and the female moved toward Penny’s wheelchair to check on her.

[EnOeGnArTs]

|Law Briggs|

Law had been wheeling Penny around and browsing some imported liqueurs in one of the unique little kiosks the Airport had to offer when Tango had attracted some heat. A wacky chase set forth. Law rode the back of Penny's chair up to Nova who inquired why he hadn't joined Tango in his shenanigans.
"It's too early in the morning for this s**t. I'm more of a mid-afternoon sociopath." He surmised,
" Besides," He chuckled. "watching the new guy squirm kinda gives me a hard-on." He commented, watching Matt try shakily try to soothe the situation. Finding pleasure in his discomfort.
Almost on cue two TSA guards approached Nova and him. Inquiring about Tango.
"TAN-ar GAZ-man?" Law repeated in his best Canadian accent, although sounded more Minnesotan. "Never heard of him, ay.".
The female guard was eyeing him up, plain as day. Nova seemed irked by it. She inquired about Penny and before Law could make a lethal move toward her lady bits and dodge the question, the airport intercom chimed in. Their terminal was loading and the plane was going to take off earlier than expected. s**t He thought.
It was time for action. Luckily Matt approached the guard to answer for Penny's condition and to admit that yes, we did know that mussy-headed trouble maker. Matt wasn't helping, although listening to him crash and burn was delightful the guard approached Penny and Law had to take action. He slipped away from the scene while Matt distracted.

He spotted a guard and a business man on his phone by the restrooms. The guard was watching the scene but staying in his position. The businessman was standing beside him. The guard had his gun holstered on the side the business man was chatting away on. Suddenly a devilish plan came to be. He positioned himself between and behind the two men who were both equally distracted. With a very gentle swift motion he unbuttoned the latch on the guard's firearm. He did this quickly and without being noticed, next step he took the businessman's hand and pushed it into the holster.Letting go as soon as his hand met metal. The businessman clasped the gun and looked over unsure of where his hand was placed. He and the guard's eyes met.
"N-no, it's n... The man muttered, caught seemingly red-handed.
Law screamed.
"He went for his gun!" He ran and covered his head.
Several people around also ran as well as gasped and a shrieked every so often. The guard tackled the businessman and the guards that were questioning Nova and Matt ran to the scene along with the few that were apprehending Tango. Now was their chance and their flight was about to take off. Law ran back to Tango, hoisted him up out of the wooden wreckage and brought him back to the group.
"We gotta go. Now." Law commanded as he pushed Tango onto Penny's lap. He wheeled right past Nova and Matt toward their Terminal. He followed the lines to the loading deck, throwing his and Penny's tickets at the flight attendants, hoping Tango, Matt, and Nova would do the same. Then he helped Penny into her seat and folded her wheelchair. Then he prayed. Praying the plane would be allowed to take off, hoping they wouldn't delay so they could raid the plane and find the mischievous band. Praying the attendants and pilots had no idea what was happening, praying to the God's of Rock to let them get away with things no average mortals could.

[Chandra Panesar]

Matthew Denver ♫ ♬ 19 ♬♫ Keyboardist


Even Matthew knew that he was drowning without a prayer though he was too preoccupied with fumbling to answer the questions to notice that Law was taking such schadenfreude enjoyment from his flailing. He only become mildly ruffled when he listened to the singer respond to the same inquiries in an obviously faked and obnoxious accent. Why did he bother taking anything seriously anymore? The others certainly wouldn’t. The keyboardist didn’t even hear the announcement overhead; he was far too busy flailing for answers once more as Penny continued to look like the victim of a wacky movie kidnapping. Matthew saw Law slip away and could only think ‘That lucky b*****d.’ Matthew would have loved to just slink way from the questions and obvious suspicion altogether.

He would regret making that wish. Not long after, an all too familiar voice cried out about someone going for a gun; obviously the band was up to shenanigans and he had no clue what was about to go down. But at least the guards that were questioning him and Nova both ran off to investigate the cause of the shouting. When he next saw Law, obviously the real cause, the man was carrying Tango and gave a terse command for them to go. Now. Oh, how Matthew wanted to argue about all of the trouble that would result, but Law was already wheeling away Penny with Tango on her lap. It was far too late to worry about not making trouble; Matthew shook his head with chagrin and chased after the wheelchair bearing Law. What else could he do? He tossed his ticket to the flight attendant as well and just didn’t even pause in his mad dash to keep up. It was insane!

It was… kind of exciting. Would he dare to say fun? Well, that might depend on whether or not they actually made it onto the plane and away from the airport rather than being detained for much more aggressive questioning.

[blackwhitetiger]

~ ɸ ~NovA FlyNn~ ɸ ~

ɸ Song of the Week: Ex-Boyfriend ɸ

' a mid-afternoon sociopath.' she repeated in her head as she instinctively rolled her eyes. “I figured you'd be an mid-afternoon alcoholic.' she retorted under her breath As Matt and Law chatted with the rent-a-cops, Nova remained quit. She had motioned her part and how it was done. Best to deny all and let the rent-a-cops figure it out. As the boys chatted Nova found herself drifting from the conversation and wondering what on earth Tango could have done to cause so much trouble. If it was something small Toronto airport security would normally they would have forgotten about whatever it was Tango had done. However, it must have been something pretty big for them to remember him and for them to actually come looking for him and questioning him. All this did was assured Nova Tango trouble even before he met Law. Law just made it worse, Nova smirked at her own though before she returned to the rent-a-cops, Law and Matts' conversation.

Than the rent-a-cops asked about Penny, Nova shifted her weight from foot to foot. She heard Matt say that she was a heavy sleeper. How cute, they got to witness what was probably the first lie, or partial lie. But to be fair it did seem like Penny was a heavy sleeper. Or unconscious chances were it was the latter and there they wheret aking her to Disney... Brilliant, just brilliant. Next thing they knew there was a woman’s voice over the intercom, the plane was almost finished loading and hope to take-off early. Suddenly Law disappeared from Nova's side. 'Yeah of course, he'd just leave us here.' she thought as Matt tried to handle the situation, it was cute.

A few minutes after Law disappeared Nova heard his voice yelling something about a gun. 'clever, b*****d.' Nova smirked as the rent-a-cops that were questioning them took off to see what was going go. Apparently whatever it was that Tango did it wasn't as bad as someone having a gun. That was a good sign. Nova nodded to Law and followed running behind. It was a good thing Nova decided to wear sneakers. Along with everyone else Nova tossed her ticked on the desk. “Thanks!” she shouted to the flight attendant.

“There is no way we are getting back into Canada....” she snapped at they boys but mainly meant it for Law and Tango, as she gave Tango a playful smack on the back of the head. Once they took their seats on the plan. Nova found herself sitting next to Penny on one side and an unknown woman on the other, thus she had to yell over the chairs at the boys. Pulling out her phone Nova saw at Vincent was been messaged her telling her to have a good flight. He seemed a little clingy at first but maybe it just cared. She'd let it go until their first date tomorrow night. really should have rethought the thong idea...' Nova shifted a little in her seat. The running caused it to ride a little higher than any girl would have wanted. The engine of the plane started to rev as the pilot came over the intercom and began giving the usual speech. It looks like they made it on the plane and it was going to take off. “Disney here we come!”

“EnOeGnArTs”[/quote

“Chandra Panesar”

“Toxic Robotic”[/quote

”Manchee of Prentisstown”

[Woken Tox]

<.<...Tanner Tango Gozman...>.>

Rad Times

''Scream if you want in, cause I want it more..."

The escape was bold, the dashing Lawrence Briggs coming to the rescue, as per usual, only to have Tango egg him on with a dramatic finger point and a shout of something extraordinarily British that may or may not have involved having it out with someone's mum as he was rushed away on something with wheels. Soon, however, surely to everyone's amazement, they'd made it into the plane. Despite, however, not being able to sit together, since everyone on planes always have to be bloody nobs and sit in the most awkward places possible to assure they get as much of a seat to themselves as possible. Tango may have sworn at a few of them as he passed by for being such inconsiderate Americans. Wait. Canadians? Canada was still a part of America, right? He didn't know. Whatever, he thought, as he sat down, amazingly enough, in a window seat.

The closest sitting together, in fact, happened to be Tango and Nova, who was in the row of seats adjacent to one another, with four people and the aisle in front of them. He was fidgety and obviously uncomfortable and impatient, a sour expression on his face, like a child on the first day of school. With brilliant, quick thinking, however, Nova had a stewardess... Or... Flight attendant? An air waitress, bring him a box of crayons and some paper. Suddenly, he was jolly as could be. The girl beside him, however, seemed to snap into a consciousness and looked over at him. His eyes darted back and forth from her to his paper, trying to make it look like he wasn't looking at her in this incredibly awkward moment of this girl staring him down and drawing in an incredibly obnoxious and audible gasp. Here it came.

"Oh. My. Gosh! Aren't you-...!?", She began.

"No, not me, definitely not me.", Tango said, putting his hands up to hush her, "But I get that a lot.", he concluded, looking around and then putting his 3D glasses on over his eyes.

"The glasses!", She squealed, "You've even got the glasses!", she put her hands up to her lips with a great smile and squeaked a few more things that made no sense when strung together.

"Ahhhh...", Tango started, lifting a finger in protest, but realized the folly of his actions. His trademark specs. Brilliant, chap, positively brilliant. "Ummm...", He started, taking headphones out of nowhere and putting them over his ears. This was the only escape.

"Oh my gosh, what kind of music do you like!?", The girl shouted, almost right in his ear.

"It's not music, it's a Doctah Who audio book.", Tango replied, in a low tone, sinking into his seat a little.

"Do you LOVE Lorde!?", The girl asked.

"Not particularly. I'm not really into people who get famous by singin' songs about not caring that they aren't famous.", Tango replied, putting his hands over his headphones to try to drown outside sound out more. A plot by the Sontarans was afoot and Tango wanted to know how the Doctor planned on stopping them.

The girl didn't stop there, and wouldn't the entire trip. Florida, for Tango, couldn't come soon enough.

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TOTALLY ENGLISH

[Chandra Panesar]

Matthew Denver ♫ ♬ 19 ♬♫ Keyboardist


Nova made a good point; one that Matthew had not had time to think about yet. Who had time to think of anything when charging through the airport and hoping that no one would stop them? And amazingly no one had, but they would definitely not be able to waltz back into Toronto as though nothing had happened. But despite a small feeling of worry, Matthew just sighed and shrugged his shoulders when Nova snapped at them. He hadn’t done anything the busty singer hadn’t done herself, after all. The keyboardist thought to say as much but Nova was soon distracted by her phone. Tango was attacked by a rabid fangirl, the unlucky b*****d. And Matthew? For that brief, beautiful moment, he was happy enough to be the new guy that no one felt inclined to bother. He felt a little less lucky to be seated between an elderly lady with a thick accent and a disheveled, middle aged man in a suit. The man ignored him and just kept muttering to himself over paperwork but the woman smiled and began to chatter about her life. Apparently he reminded her of a grandson which was a bit uncomfortable coming from a stranger.

Despite feeling a bit uncomfortable with the unsolicited attention, Matthew was able to relax during the plane ride. At least the conversation kept him from thinking about the fact that he had gotten in real trouble for the first time in his life. By the time the plane landed in Florida, the keyboardist knew way too much about Hilda’s grandson but at least his mind was not on the incident at the airport. Matthew rose from his seat and filed out with the others. Now, how exactly they planned to get out of the Florida airport with Penny still unconscious in a wheelchair… Well, that would be an entirely new harrowing adventure.

[EnOeGnArTs]

|Law Briggs|

Penny had received a window seat so luckily for her, slumped up against the window, she naturally looked like just another traveler forcing themselves unconscious through an uneasy trip with the combined efforts of over-the-counter sleep aids and plane liqueur. The band was mostly separated, Tango ran into a fan, and Matt was having his ear chewed off by an old woman. Law sat indignantly sandwiched between two people who both should have been required to purchase two seats for their enormous mass all the while cursing Jimmy for booking his ticket in coach. As soon as the plane took off, Law squeezed and struggled out of the sweaty flesh boulders he had been trapped between to take a stroll to first class. Guarding the door was a tall, pretty, young stewardess. One such as Law, one who works a second career boinking stewardesses between long trips, could easily deduce by the length of her skirt that she was relatively new to the flight attendant life.

He approached her, he saw the intrigue spread across her face. She knew who he was but she wouldn't dare point it out. It's against their code of ethics as a flight attendant to harass famous fliers. He grinned and locked eyes, she became entranced as he entered her personal personal space. With locked eyes and a shared nod between Law and the woman they came to an understanding. He closed the curtain behind them and the happy lovers retreated to the bathroom for a quick rendezvous as a line began to queue along the small hall. She emerged and hastily thought of something to cover.

"Thank you for your patience, the uh...toilet wasn't... flushing and, and we've sorted it out now. " She stumbled on her words.

Law triggered a convincing flush and shortly emerged from the toilet disheveled with lipstick stains that match our heroine's lovely shade of coral pink.
"Excellent work, babe." he smiled slyly as he adjusted his clothes and shimmied past the curtain into first class. He found an empty seat and claimed it as his own. Preparing to ride the remainder of the flight out in luxury.

[Woken Tox]

<.<...Tanner Tango Gozman...>.>

Best Day of my Life

''My heroes had the heart to live the life I wanna live..."

The topic of Kati Sin, better known now as Katarina Sinclair, was brought up by this motormouth girl. She questioned if the 'rumors' were true about them, or about her and the other members of the band, and what kinds of scandals she'd been getting herself into in the very short time since she'd been ejected from the lineup of Hectic Glow. Tango could only shake his head and slump in his seat, pressing the headphones tighter into his ears. He didn't want to hear about it or think about any of it. Not today. Not ever again. It was time for him to get the very loose grip he had on reality back and gain the little control he had over himself again. His eyes looked over at the girl from the red lens of his glasses and he just saw her teeth, her mouth moving while he heard the subtle English narration in his ears. She seemed to speak whenever a Sontaran was heard speaking and it made him laugh, to the girl's delight, thinking he'd laughed at a joke she made or some s**t.

He noticed, however, a familiar form making his way toward the front of the plane. He lifted his glasses up onto the top of his head, only for his bangs to fall down over his eyes again after they were moved, focusing with a puzzled and intrigued expression on what the silver-haired wonder was up to. He removed one of his ear buds and watched intently, pressing his finger against the girl's lips to cease her prattling, which seemed to be relatively effective. Some words were exchanged. Or. Maybe they weren't. He couldn't tell, but this air waitress seemed quite please about something as she and their front man vanished together. One of his eyes squinted and he tilted his head to the side, somehow still too innocent to put two and two together in this situation.

His eyes drifted over to the girl, who was eerily silent. Slowly, he glanced over, only to see her leaning freakishly close with her eyes closed and her lips puckered, thinking he'd shut her up so he could kiss her or something. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!?", He hummed, leaning back as much as he could, in quite the rubbish pickle. " 'ello...", He managed. The girl's eyes opened and she licked his finger and went to put it in her mouth, but he yanked it away quickly and held it cradled in his arm like he'd just been burned, "Wot- wot are-.. No! Wot's wrong wiff-... Bloody, just, no!". The girl then went on like nothing had just happened. Tango's eyes rolled and muttered a few horrifically English swears and curses to himself while his head shook and he prayed for the trip to just ******** be over.

Finally, he felt the plane start to descend. He let out an audible sigh of relief, which could have been mistaken for a sigh of ecstasy and he pressed his face and hands against the window, smiling so wide all of his suspiciously straight and clean teeth showed. He never thought he would be happy to see Florida again, but there it was, coming at them with haste as the plane came in for landing. He bounced in his seat for a bit, the fan girl to his side joined him, only to have a familiar air waitress come over and ask them to stop. Tango stopped for a moment and glanced up at her, only to ask, "Wot's up ya bum, luv?". The fan girl squealed with delight again as his accent had finally really shown itself. Tango put his hand against his mouth and stifled a laugh, "Oh, wait, don't tell me, I already know!". The woman opened her mouth, but her face turned red and she walked off, having been compromised, her little getaway with Lawrence not so secret, it seemed, and she didn't want to lose her job.

The plane came to a landing and a stop and Tango bounded from his seat and stretched rather obnoxiously, then ran in place, looking around for the rest of the band. He smiled and pointed repeatedly over his shoulders to them, indicating he wanted, nay, needed to get the hell out of the cabin. The passengers were finally allowed to unload. Tango gave a small smirk and salute to the flight attendant that Lawrence had totally Tony Stark'd, then headed off with haste down that hallway he didn't know the name of until he reached the interior of the airport. "Florida!", He chuckled, and then he stopped and looked disgusted. "... Augh, Florida...", He almost gagged.

He looked over his shoulder, waiting for the others. He wasn't sure what they were expecting from Florida, but there was a lot of misinformation about it. The beaches actually weren't all that great, the heat and humidity was worthy of seppuku, there weren't beach babes or tan goddesses and Florida was really full of strange, more often than not, trashy people. However, they were in Orlando, which meant the mix of people would be global and it might not have been as unpleasant as the day-to-day in the state for residents.

This was so exciting. The band, on quintuple secret probation, had escaped yet again and this time found themselves literally an entire country's distance from their so-called superiors.

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[blackwhitetiger]

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~ ɸ ~NovA FlyNn~ ɸ ~

ɸ Song of the Week: Ex-Boyfriendɸ

It was an interesting ride to Flordia that was to say the least. Once the seatbelt light was dinged off Nova stood from her seat to 'check' on everyone. Matt had gotten a seat hear what appeared to be a relatively chatty elderly lady who was chatting his ear on. Matt being his cute adorable self, listening nodding and carrying on the conversation. She had to admit he was doing more than she would when it came to humoring the woman. She didn't have the patience for such things. Her eyes than drifted to Tango. Tango though he looked a little less that happy. Grabbing a hold of one of the flight attendants as she passed Nova whispered into her ear for her to bring him some crayons and paper. Soon after he received the small gift the girl who had been sitting beside him snapped to attention. It would seem he found himself a fan girl. who was chatting his ear off and that look in her eyes. That was a look Nova knew all to well. Nova couldn't help but to shake her head at the girls attempts, not at all conspicuous that and Nova knew that unlike Law, Tango wasn't into that kind of air plan hook up. Nova had to count herself luck she was beside an unconscious woman and a quiet girl.

Sitting back in her seat Nova pulled out her phone. She stealthy tried to hide the fact that she had it out and connect to the 3G and was texting back and forth with her new pal Vincent. By the time her phone came back she had already received ten new messages. All having to do with dinner plans. What type of restaurants she was into, what she liked to eat. Where she liked to dance, what type of music. Even a nice little picture of Vincent showing his long blond hair and, well, the peakness of his physical prefection, excluding a boxers covered area. It really looked like he had gotten out of the shower. 'This is what your missing' the text read. Nova couldn't help but to blush as she saw the image. She tried to hide her phone as a flight attendant past. Taking a quickly self on the plane Nova was about to send the image of her giving a cute little wave. None of the duck-faced business when, just by pure chance of luck, or lack there of Nova looked up from her phone, she looked up over the seat in front of her and what she saw made her blood boil and her face turn a bright red. her jaw clenched as she watched her lips pressed together in disapproval. Had it been possible Nova might have broken her phone when she saw Law disappear into the bathroom with the same flight attendant who she had asked to get Tango his distraction. " That dirty...." it ended with profanity that was mumbled under her breath. Hold on a second why was she so mad? It was Law she should have and did predict he was going to do something like that. An announcement came over the Pa. " Oh, yeah, I bet it was really clogged.Panties do that" Nova mumbled. The picture she was about to send wasn't going to do Nova justice. She need something more... something to make it special. retaking the picture Nova adjusted her hair to make it seem like she had just gotten out of a good time in bed and included a bit more cleavage in her picture. When it was suitable Nova sent off the new image to Vincent.

Finally the plan started to desend. That meant that this plane ride was almost over, and it clicked in that they were suppose to work on a song for their next show. Which they never did. "Should have known better," The flight attendant the one who Nova had grown to despise in only a few hours had comeback to ask Tango to settle down. Nova couldn't help but to shot her the evil eye. After a few bumps the plane came to a halt on the run way. Instantly Nova stood ready to get out here but with Penny she had to wait until the rest of the plane left before she could get Penny. Nova glanced over to Tango who seemed a little antsy and ready to get the hell out off the plane.

Law and Matt both would have arrived to Tango before Nova would have with Penny. As she exited the plane Nova shot a particular flight attendant a death glare before saying "floozy" and exiting the plane. When the girls finally did catch up Nova handed Penny off to Law but not before shooting him a glare similar to the ones she had shot the flight attendants. "Hey Tango?" Nova stated completely ignoring Law Grabbing a hold of Matt arms. Of course choosing him for his awarkwardness, Nova wrapped her arm around his. " Did you like your distraction?" Though this question could have been directed to both Law and Tango. Once she got her answer Nova started to make her way from the air port, with Matt in hand. Her thong, that she didn't yet adjust continued to ride up and show above her low rise shorts. Clearly visible for Law and Tango to see. A sort of punishment for Law and maybe a treat for Tango.

[Chandra Panesar]

Matthew Denver ♫ ♬ 19 ♬♫ Keyboardist


Perhaps fortunately for Matthew, he had not really noticed what Law was up to with the stewardess. He had been snared into conversation by the elderly lady at his side pretty early on and so he had politely kept his attention on her rather than to watch his bandmates. At least nothing was on fire and no air marshals were chasing Tango over the seats; that was good enough for him. So far, the plane ride was the calmest time he had spent with the band; the only excitement was a clogged toilet that the keyboardist had no idea was related to Law’s proclivities. He was blissfully unaware and honestly might not have cared even had he known. It wouldn’t surprise anyone who had ever even walked past a tabloid in a supermarket that Law banged flight attendants.

It wasn’t until everyone was leaving the plane that Matthew even noticed the dirty looks Nova was passing one of the flight attendants. He briefly wondered what that was about but immediately brushed off the thought as none of his business. He was happy enough that no one was glaring at him and secretly wishing that he was Kati Sin instead. That might come later, but for the moment he was not the recipient of any evil eyes. No, instead the busty girl wrapped her arms around one of his. “… Huh?” The monosyllabic reaction was all that Matthew could manage as his face and neck turned red. What was going on? What distraction and why was Nova talking to… one of the others and holding onto him? Since when did Nova hang on his arm?

Nova began walking and Matthew was far too polite to do anything but let her pull him along. The keyboardist cast a confused and helpless glance over his shoulder at Tango and Law. His expression could have been best described as that of a lost puppy looking for rescue though from what he couldn’t have really said. Finally Matthew glanced at his side to Nova then quickly faced forward. “So, um. Nova… is everything okay? You kind of seem… maybe annoyed by something. I don’t know.”

[EnOeGnArTs]

|Law Briggs|

Law had fallen asleep in his deluxe airline recliner when the plane jolted him from his slumber as it began its descent onto the landing strip. He found on his tray a small set-up of plane related gifts which included a small Jack Daniels bottle, a felt throw, two bags of assorted nuts, a plane pillow, and a pre-packaged chocolate mousse cheesecake slice from their dessert tray. All tied up with a bow and sweet little notecard with the name 'Tara' in impressively delicate cursive along with a phone number. His mile-high mistress had left it for him. He smiled as he read the note before crushing it in his closed fist as he stretched. Once he cracked his back and let out a satisfied groan he shoved the note into his pocket with little regard for keeping it in good condition.

Law stood to exit the plane and continued back into coach. He noticed Tara was exit greeting the passengers as they left and that Nova had kindly retrieved Penny.
"Hey, I got it fro-" Law began before Nova pushed Penny into him seemingly indignantly. He let out a deep "Umph!" as Penny was shoved at his rib cage. Nova shot him a notable glare as she passed by, grabbing Matt by the arm and swaying side to side as she strutted off in front of Law, Tango, and an eternally unconscious Penny. Snapping away from the trance her magnificent a** had cast upon him, Law turned to Tango and asked;
"What did I do?"

Law was thick in the skull, no doubt about that. He couldn't put two and two together but he hoped whatever he did this time would blow over fast. He needed to make his peace with Nova, more so than anyone before he left for California. He knew there was no way he could leave without making things right between them.