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Neil took the cigarette from his lips and butted it to Enzo's cigar with out so much a second thought. The commotion about JD with some of the dislike actually surprised him. Neil personally never cared for the stars music him self but that was mainly because it was all over the market. Too mainstream. Over ratted. This could be said about any music too well known when it came to Neils opinion. At least this time it wasn't Neil who had upset a ghoul. For some reason Neil had the strange talent of making ghouls cry or hate him.

But breaking legs sounded a little extreme even if JD was a mainstream icon. Neil took another smooth drag of his cigarette before flicking it carelessly to the ground and stomping on it. Really, he wasn't about to stick his neck out for JD all the same. He let his eyes linger on Herryk and JD and Freya for only a few moments before turning his attention else where.

"Sooooo guy." Neil was clearly talking to Enzo as he was still right beside him and facing him, "If this is radio club what genres do you have exactly." This was Neils way of moving out of awkwardness of what ever was going on.

Kings voice earned a sideways glance from the gimblewolf. Putting the gnomes in to lockers?

"Locker? I think that works." He gave a nod to King. Maybe because he was the only other fellow canine in the room.

Calder wasn't feeling all that hot these days, but as he laid about Barth's room recovering, he'd listen to his radio and had heard about the club. It seemed interesting enough, and while he was restless, he wasn't up for anything too physical. The least he could do was check things out.

The room did seem pretty noisy though, and the kelpie slowly walked to a back seat to slowly settle, adjusting some bandages.

"Oh, well, the ghouls, they just-"

An owlish blink at Herryk.

A long flat stare at Freya.

"Gnarly. What's YOUR damage?" He shook his head, but kept one eye on Herryk. The boil looked about disturbed enough to follow through on that one. Maybe he could bribe him.

"I don't know, man, how well d'ya think you and that babe o' yours will walk when she's boinkin' ya for these totally radical back stages passes I'm getting you dweebs?" He took his eyes off Herryk long enough to give Taima and Poke long stares of their own while licking his lips.

That's right, ladies. Back stage passes.

He'd like to get in the back o' their stage-

Er. Right.

"Now, I don't mean to tease but me and my label are cookin' up something so totally bad I can't really describe it with words. Well, like, I CAN, but you know, NDAs, man. Going to be tubular, and other things that start with T. Like, 'tour'," he added helpfully.

Calder was staring at the blue demon boil as he talked to his friends. He really didn't get half the things he was saying.

In fact, when he mentioned 'tubular', all he could think of was a cylinder, and he slowly tilted his head to one side.

Pony was confused.

It was then that Freya screamed and he covered his ear tightly, whining as she did.

Apparently girls liked tubes. Who knew?

The sudden screech made Enzo reel from his herding the influx of newcomers, and he dove to snatch the microphone back, "You heard it here, folks- Cat's got some bonified backstager tickets- you could win!" He took a beat, "Keep listenin' to find out how[], exactly." And he elbowed past Poke to switch to a fresh song.

The music wafted up behind him as he straightened, "Alright, alright, the lot of you-" The short Reaper hooked his thumbs in his suspenders again as he turned back around. A shame he didn't notice the curious rat drawn to his voice as it jumped down the soundboard, landing on the On Air button.

They were still live, but at least now they had backup music.

"Herryk would like to discuss some ideas he has about the horsemen and then some other ideas he has about the humans, and then he would like to discuss ... other things," Herryk leaned away from the mic; his voice would undoubtedly be softer to those who were currently listening in.

"Herryk is a little wary about JD. The last time that Herryk did anything to help JD, Herryk was put on some magazine cover - and it was insinuated that," Herryk leaned back in, "Herryk and JD were lovers."

Herryk gave JD a slow, lazy look.

Freya stopped screeching with a choked sound, and put both hands over her mouth to keep the laughter from spilling out.