Sometime later, Rikka sat in the dressing room that the club had down stairs, underneath the stage. As she did her make up in the cracked mirror, she noticed how old this building was and how well worn this particular dressing room had looked with it's yellowed walls and torn leather styling chairs, this place had probably seen it's share of weird s**t. Probably haunted too... she thought to herself, looking behind her for any spooks that might be lurking. As Rikka adjusted her red, leather, bikini top, she could hear the first act shuffling onto the stage and starting their set. After pushing her stage fright back down into her stomach, she made sure her valuables were stored away safely and walked out of the dressing room to meet up with the band, her jewelry creating a soft tune of it's own as it dangled from her neck.
Adam was incredibly nervous; he never had anxiety before. Big crowds, or social gatherings never used to make him anxious. Adam used to love crowds- he used to be a concert violist when he was younger. He wasn't sure if it was the medication that was making him anxious or if it was the constant isolation. The school's counselor gave Adam a book, which teaches you how to cope with anxiety. So as the noise in the venue continued, Adam practiced his breathing. Occasionally he would take a sip of his club soda and cranberry juice, and continue breathing. Adam looked up from the bar's counter, his sister having the time of her life; dancing with Corey and Kjorla. Adam now felt bad- he felt like such a downer for not participating in the activities. He felt horrible for allowing himself to be engulfed in his own depression and anxiety, and he couldn't believe he allowed thoughts of his father to hurt him like this. But he couldn't bring himself to get off of the bar stool to go into the crowd, and hang out with his sister and their friends. Adam took more deep breaths, and continued sipping his beverage. He would calm down eventually. .
The band onstage finished their set, the lights dimmed, and the club employees started to breakdown equipment and set up for Drop Dead Drow. Rikka was smoking her 5th cigarette since she had arrived and was starting to mellow out and fall into her performance grove as she tuned her stark white flying-V, something about the weight of her instrument made her feel more at peace. Before too long the lights came up on stage and Rikka could hear the MC of the night announce her band's name and her drummer began the beat of the first song on the set list. Rikka put out her cigarette, put on her game face, and walked onto the stage as if she was the one that built it, kicking directly into their first song.
Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2014 8:45 pm
Scarlett Lox
The band onstage finished their set, the lights dimmed, and the club employees started to breakdown equipment and set up for Drop Dead Drow. Rikka was smoking her 5th cigarette since she had arrived and was starting to mellow out and fall into her performance grove as she tuned her stark white flying-V, something about the weight of her instrument made her feel more at peace. Before too long the lights came up on stage and Rikka could hear the MC of the night announce her band's name and her drummer began the beat of the first song on the set list. Rikka put out her cigarette, put on her game face, and walked onto the stage as if she was the one that built it, kicking directly into their first song.
Vittorio wasn't surprised that the crowd was loud for his friend's band. He smiled with approval while he filmed her performance. Vittorio couldn't have been more proud. . and turned on at the same time. While Vittorio filmed the performance, he could tell Rikka really enjoyed herself and that was all he could ask. He looked around and he could see his employee, Adam, at the bar alone. Once Rikka's set was over, he was thinking of going over to see how he was doing. These past couple of weeks, the two haven't been getting along too well at work.
The band onstage finished their set, the lights dimmed, and the club employees started to breakdown equipment and set up for Drop Dead Drow. Rikka was smoking her 5th cigarette since she had arrived and was starting to mellow out and fall into her performance grove as she tuned her stark white flying-V, something about the weight of her instrument made her feel more at peace. Before too long the lights came up on stage and Rikka could hear the MC of the night announce her band's name and her drummer began the beat of the first song on the set list. Rikka put out her cigarette, put on her game face, and walked onto the stage as if she was the one that built it, kicking directly into their first song.
Vittorio wasn't surprised that the crowd was loud for his friend's band. He smiled with approval while he filmed her performance. Vittorio couldn't have been more proud. . and turned on at the same time. While Vittorio filmed the performance, he could tell Rikka really enjoyed herself and that was all he could ask. He looked around and he could see his employee, Adam, at the bar alone. Once Rikka's set was over, he was thinking of going over to see how he was doing. These past couple of weeks, the two haven't been getting along too well at work.
The set went according to plan and without a hitch. As the songs went on, Rikka began to calm down and interact with the crowd more, but only for the last couple of songs because they had to finish and make way for the headliner. Once the set was finished, and Rikka gave her usual sign off on stage, telling people to chill with them for the rest of the show and buy some merch, she ran backstage with her band to put on something a bit less sweaty and revealing
Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2014 3:06 am
Scarlett Lox
MsGrimm
Vittorio had filmed the whole set on his phone, and uploaded it to his Facespace and wrote "What a great show! For those of you that weren't here, you missed out!" then hit the 'Post' option. After posting the video, Vittorio went to go get a drink. Not too far away he could see Adam sitting alone. He felt bad for him, so once he got himself a drink he began heading over to where Adam was but was stopped by Katherina, Corey, and someone he didn't know came up and started talking to Adam. Vittorio stopped in his tracks and decided not to bother Adam, but rather he decided to go interact with Rikka if the groupies weren't bothering her too much. Vittorio made his way back stage, she could see her bandmates hanging out with each other; Changing the strings on their guitars, interacting with groupies, and so on. Vittorio smiled, but continued his search for Rikka.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the venue,. . .
Corey was having a blast with his friends, and his new friend Kjorla. He had a blast filming Rikka's performance, and he had a blast filming all of the stage divers, crowd surfers. He loved it when people sang along to Rikka's music- He saw a few people play air guitar. The atmosphere was great, Corey thought, and the longer he stayed in this environment the more he missed it. He remembered all of the fun times he had with Rikka, and all of the different things she introduced him to. Corey remembered that, next to the twins, Rikka was one of the people that helped him come out of that shell of shyness he had "dwelled" in for so long. He went from being a shy skater, living quietly within a small group of friends, to a social butterfly that hung out with people of all kinds, from almost every walk of life. While Corey was hanging out with Katherina, Adam, and Kjorla he was posting pictures up on his FaceSpace, Instasnap, and other social media platforms. The more photos he put up, the better he felt about the night. He couldn't have been happier to share this night with two of his best friends. Adam especially. He was happy to see that Adam was finally out and about, that words wouldn't be able to do it justice. Corey smiled at his three friends and said, "YO! Let's take a pic together! With ALL OF us!" Corey could see Katherina pull Adam close, then he felt Katherina pull him close to her, too. Corey then put his arm around Kjorla and told everyone to smile, then after Corey, Adam, and Katherina were seen smiling, Corey snapped the photo and immediately posted it onto his other media platforms. The group selfie made Corey happier beyond words. And as he was posting it up, he wrote "I love my friends! Especially my best girl, Kat!" Then hit 'Upoload'. Katherina ordered a drink for herself, and then asked if Corey and Kjorla would like one. Corey smiled and said, "Sure!! A Hard Lemonade would be good!" Corey smiled and turned to Kjorla and said "How about you? Want a drink?"
Kris woke up, it was dark out, but she had gotten a decent nap. She checked her phone. Nothing. She instantly began to worry about Corey. Where was he? What was he doing? Was he ok? She shook it off. He probably fell asleep somewhere. She stretched and got out of bed and headed for her computer and logged on to her FaceSpace. Once on she was bombarded with pictures and posts from Corey. Pictures of Rikka. And on picture who's headline shot an arrow into her heart, "...my best girl, Kat!"
He blew me off, she thought. He ignored me, and blew me off, and had fun without me. She couldn't figure out if she felt more angry, or hurt, or betrayed. She lifted her phone ready to call him and yell... but instead called her brother.
"What's up sista!" Lance said on the other line. She couldn't say anything, at the sound of his voice she just began to cry. "Whoa! I'm coming to get you, are you at your dorm?" He asked. All she could muster was a "Mmm Hmm." through her wails. "Don't move," he said, "I'll be there in 15." She hung up the phone and curled up into a ball in her desk chair. The picture of Corey and Kat still on her screen.
I Sinistro I
*EDIT/ADD ON*
Lance banged on Kris' door. "Open up!" He shouted. She pulled herself up and let him in. "What's wrong sweet pea?" Kris pointed to her computer, then flopped herself on the bed. Not crying anymore, but still visibly upset. "I texted him hours ago... he ignored me, and posted those." She pointed again to the computer. Lance sat he the computer and started clicking through Corey's posts. He sighed a little. "Well, that's not cool... not cool at all. What did he say about it?" Lance asked. "I didn't call him... he's still there." Lance rolled his eyes, "Well... dork face, you have to let him explain himself." He tossed her cell phone at her. "Text him again." "What should I say?" Kris asked. Lance sat back and thought for a moment. "Ask him why he's ignoring you?" Kris nodded and began to text Corey: "Hey, I saw your facespace. Why are you blowing me off? Please text me back ASAP." She hit send.
I Sinistro I
Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2014 7:52 pm
kdgalaxy
Kris woke up, it was dark out, but she had gotten a decent nap. She checked her phone. Nothing. She instantly began to worry about Corey. Where was he? What was he doing? Was he ok? She shook it off. He probably fell asleep somewhere. She stretched and got out of bed and headed for her computer and logged on to her FaceSpace. Once on she was bombarded with pictures and posts from Corey. Pictures of Rikka. And on picture who's headline shot an arrow into her heart, "...my best girl, Kat!"
He blew me off, she thought. He ignored me, and blew me off, and had fun without me. She couldn't figure out if she felt more angry, or hurt, or betrayed. She lifted her phone ready to call him and yell... but instead called her brother.
"What's up sista!" Lance said on the other line. She couldn't say anything, at the sound of his voice she just began to cry. "Whoa! I'm coming to get you, are you at your dorm?" He asked. All she could muster was a "Mmm Hmm." through her wails. "Don't move," he said, "I'll be there in 15." She hung up the phone and curled up into a ball in her desk chair. The picture of Corey and Kat still on her screen.
Lance banged on Kris' door. "Open up!" He shouted. She pulled herself up and let him in. "What's wrong sweet pea?" Kris pointed to her computer, then flopped herself on the bed. Not crying anymore, but still visibly upset. "I texted him hours ago... he ignored me, and posted those." She pointed again to the computer. Lance sat he the computer and started clicking through Corey's posts. He sighed a little. "Well, that's not cool... not cool at all. What did he say about it?" Lance asked. "I didn't call him... he's still there." Lance rolled his eyes, "Well... dork face, you have to let him explain himself." He tossed her cell phone at her. "Text him again." "What should I say?" Kris asked. Lance sat back and thought for a moment. "Ask him why he's ignoring you?" Kris nodded and began to text Corey: "Hey, I saw your facespace. Why are you blowing me off? Please text me back ASAP." She hit send.
Corey could be seen throwing back drinks with Katherina and a few guys they met. Corey's phone was vibrating in his back pocket, but because Corey sags his jeans a bit and he had his phone behind his wallet, he couldn't feel it. Corey was in the middle of doing shots with some guy named "Snake" when someone, presumably 'Snake's girlfriend, took a picture of them taking one together, and then took a picture of the aftermath; Corey looking as though his throat was burning, and "Snake" looking as though he just won a trillion gold. Despite the burning in Corey's throat, he was having a blast and did not know a horrible storm was brewing...
After about 30 mins of no text back from Corey, and still pictures of him being tagged on FaceSpace, Kris had almost lost it. Now she was furious. "Take me there." Kris demanded to Lance. "Whoa... is that such a good idea?" Lance asked. "Take me. Or I'll find someone who will." Kris said. Lance only nodded, once Kris wanted something, there was no stopping her. They went down stairs, got in his car, and he drove her to the club.
Once there Kris scanned the room. People were drunk and laughing, all having a good time. She recognized Corey's laugh, and spotted him drinking with some people (including Kat) at a table. She stormed right up to him and slapped him across the check. (Not that it would hurt, she wasn't very strong). She screamed something inaudible, which was meant to say "Why are you ignoring me?!!" Her face now purple with rage.
Lance stood on watching his sister unleash large amounts of crazy. Feeling bad for Corey.
I Sinistro I
Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2014 9:31 pm
kdgalaxy
After about 30 mins of no text back from Corey, and still pictures of him being tagged on FaceSpace, Kris had almost lost it. Now she was furious. "Take me there." Kris demanded to Lance. "Whoa... is that such a good idea?" Lance asked. "Take me. Or I'll find someone who will." Kris said. Lance only nodded, once Kris wanted something, there was no stopping her. They went down stairs, got in his car, and he drove her to the club.
Once there Kris scanned the room. People were drunk and laughing, all having a good time. She recognized Corey's laugh, and spotted him drinking with some people (including Kat) at a table. She stormed right up to him and slapped him across the check. (Not that it would hurt, she wasn't very strong). She screamed something inaudible, which was meant to say "Why are you ignoring me?!!" Her face now purple with rage.
Lance stood on watching his sister unleash large amounts of crazy. Feeling bad for Corey.
Corey was having fun with his friends one minute, next minute he found himself holding his face because it had just been slapped. "Wh-what?" He managed to utter out. And at that moment he heard a loud "OH HELL NO!!!" That was Katherina, suddenly jumping up and moving right in front of Corey. She got in Kris' face and shouted, "b***h, who the ******** do you think you are hitting my best friend?!" Corey gasped and then gently pulled Katherina out of the way, "Dude, Kat, NO! She didn't mean it!" Corey was afraid no. He had never been in a fight in his entire life, much less seen one. This situation terrified him so horribly. And Kris thought he was ignoring her? He didn't know what she meant by that. He would never ignore her- he liked her! Corey was trying to calm Kris down now, "Dude, like, I don't understand why you're so mad! Like, I'm just here with my friends! I didn't mean to upset you! I swear it, Kris!" Katherina then butted in, and shouted "Corey!! You don't have to apologize to this overbearing ********! She should be apologizing for slapping you in the face!!" Corey was telling Katherina to Stop while trying to keep the two girls separated.
"Your best friend???!" Kris hissed at Kat, "He's my boyfriend, he's MY best friend," She turned to Corey, "But you have been acting like a complete a**, not like a boyfriend. I messaged you like a billion times! You never texted me back! You're out having fun and didn't even think to bring me! Then you post that SHE-" Kris pointed at Kat, "-is your best girl?!" The tears restarted. "I thought I was..." She was now crying heavily.
I Sinistro I
Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2014 12:50 am
I Sinistro I
kdgalaxy
After about 30 mins of no text back from Corey, and still pictures of him being tagged on FaceSpace, Kris had almost lost it. Now she was furious. "Take me there." Kris demanded to Lance. "Whoa... is that such a good idea?" Lance asked. "Take me. Or I'll find someone who will." Kris said. Lance only nodded, once Kris wanted something, there was no stopping her. They went down stairs, got in his car, and he drove her to the club.
Once there Kris scanned the room. People were drunk and laughing, all having a good time. She recognized Corey's laugh, and spotted him drinking with some people (including Kat) at a table. She stormed right up to him and slapped him across the check. (Not that it would hurt, she wasn't very strong). She screamed something inaudible, which was meant to say "Why are you ignoring me?!!" Her face now purple with rage.
Lance stood on watching his sister unleash large amounts of crazy. Feeling bad for Corey.
Corey was having fun with his friends one minute, next minute he found himself holding his face because it had just been slapped. "Wh-what?" He managed to utter out. And at that moment he heard a loud "OH HELL NO!!!" That was Katherina, suddenly jumping up and moving right in front of Corey. She got in Kris' face and shouted, "b***h, who the ******** do you think you are hitting my best friend?!" Corey gasped and then gently pulled Katherina out of the way, "Dude, Kat, NO! She didn't mean it!" Corey was afraid no. He had never been in a fight in his entire life, much less seen one. This situation terrified him so horribly. And Kris thought he was ignoring her? He didn't know what she meant by that. He would never ignore her- he liked her! Corey was trying to calm Kris down now, "Dude, like, I don't understand why you're so mad! Like, I'm just here with my friends! I didn't mean to upset you! I swear it, Kris!" Katherina then butted in, and shouted "Corey!! You don't have to apologize to this overbearing ********! She should be apologizing for slapping you in the face!!" Corey was telling Katherina to Stop while trying to keep the two girls separated.
Rikka had gone backstage and gathered her things, she put a jacket over her stage outfit and headed out to watch the band that would be coming up next. She had not even lit her cigarette when she spotted some commotion in the crowd. Once she had come upon the scene, it perplexed her to no end wow, these are all my friends, or at least most of them, but why is there a cat fight happening, this ends now She thought, moving towards the squabble. Once she got tight up on it, she noticed Katherina was fighting with Corey's new chick, her replacement. "Oi there! cut that out!" she yelled at the girls, getting in between them even tough it looked like Corey's girlfriend had just started crying instead of fighting. "What's going on here? have we forgotten how ladies act?" she asked coyly, trying to lighten the mood ___________________
Corey was trying hard not to cry, as he was choking back tears he said to Kris, "Dude, you are! Like, I didn't know you texted me!- If you did, I didn't know! I swear, Kris! I swear! Honest!-" Katherina shouted at Kris, "- Corey isn't ******** me!! And if he was, his status would change to single in a heart beat!! Because you're just THAT forgettable! b***h!!" Before Katherina could throw the first punch, Rikka broke them up. Meanwhile Corey was seriously glad Rikka came and intervened, Corey had never been in a situation like this before. He had no idea what to do if either one threw the first punch. Corey was so scared at this point, but he felt much safer with Rikka there. Despite his look, Corey really couldn't raise a hand to anyone- much less break up a fight.
Adam was across the bar finishing his soda when he could hear the commotion. He let out a sigh, then slowly stood up. He couldn't believe what was going on. Katherina was the one who talked him into going out tonight, so Adam was feeling resentful with her at this time. Setting the resentment aside, Adam made his way over to the group, and before Katherina could even react Adam said 'I got her' and then gently pulled her towards him. Katherina wouldn't go easy, but once she felt her big brother's grip she immediately stopped fighting. Adam was angry. And he wasn't trying to hide it. He was very angry, but Katherina wasn't about to yield.
Katherina was not about to back down from Kris. She didn't care if Rikka and Adam were there. She had every intention of grabbing 'this b***h' by her hair, and tossing her out onto the street where she intended to 'beat the ever living s**t out of her'. If Adam and Rikka knew what kind of crap Kris was pulling, they wouldn't be so quick to separate them. Especially Rikka. So much history between the two of them, it couldn't have been easy to stop a fight between the two. Katherina clenched her jaw. She wasn't about to let Kris get away with this behaviour towards Corey- He was like another brother to her, and Adam. It would be a sin to let Kris just get off so lightly, especially because of what she had just said to Corey. No way was Kris about to leave this location without a bloody nose, or something!
Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2014 7:59 am
Kris glared past Rikka at Kat. "This doesn't involve you b***h." She hissed. Lance was now up by Kris, ready to grab the physco Kat if he tried to lie a finger on his sister. He was grateful for the rocker chick with the accent for getting between them. "Maybe, we should just let Corey and Kris go and talk." Lance suggested to the group, "You know, before this whole thing gets outta hand?" Kris was still crying and now staring at Corey, pleading with her eyes for him to take Lance's advice, she no longer wanted to be here, not with Kat, not with Rikka.
Corey didn't hesitate, he was the first to walk out of the venue. The tension in the room made it hard for Corey to relax. Not only did he just want to work things out, but he just wanted to get out of there. He couldn't take the fighting. Once Corey got outside he took a big breath of air, then pulled his beanie over his face. He wasn't used to this kind of stress- at least with Rikka he didn't have to worry about these kinds of things. What he didn't like was how she'd disappear for months and suddenly come back. People kept telling him that Rikka may have been cheating, but Corey knew better. If she said it was due to family stuff, then he believed her. Corey took another deep breath and then fixed his beanie. He was waiting for Kris to come out- Even though he new she was coming, he wasn't even prepared. He didn't know what to say.
Meanwhile, back at the university. . .
Devils-Mistress10
Lance was going for his usual nightly run. Lacrosse season kicked off very successfully, and he wanted to be in the best condition possible. As he was running, he had his music up pretty loud. Loud music kept him in "in the zone" and it made it easier to run longer distances. Lance decided to stop by the street lamp located in the quad. He loved running in the evenings; nobody was out, and it was just him and his music. Lance opened his sports drink and took a couple big gulps. He leaned up against the lamp and steadied his breathing. Wiping the sweat off of his forehead, Lance couldn't help but also worry about this season. As of late he's been dealing with shoulder and knee pain. Lance was praying it was nothing serious, and he was hoping that it was just old injuries acting up- the pain went away after a short while. As he allowed himself to relax, he took another drink of his sports drink and continued to steady his breathing.
Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2014 6:34 pm
Abigail walked with books in her arms almost blocking her whole face off from what was in front of her; not really paying attention where she was going she rammed right into what she assume was another person dropping all of her books onto the ground luckily she caught her own footing before she ended up as the books. Bending down immediately to pick of her books "I-i'm sorry" she said softly as she gathered them into another pile wobbly picking them up trying to balance them.
Kris glared past Rikka at Kat. "This doesn't involve you b***h." She hissed. Lance was now up by Kris, ready to grab the physco Kat if he tried to lie a finger on his sister. He was grateful for the rocker chick with the accent for getting between them. "Maybe, we should just let Corey and Kris go and talk." Lance suggested to the group, "You know, before this whole thing gets outta hand?" Kris was still crying and now staring at Corey, pleading with her eyes for him to take Lance's advice, she no longer wanted to be here, not with Kat, not with Rikka.
I Sinistro I
Scarlett Lox
Rikka smirked "b***h? I'm the only thing standing between you and the worst thrashing you've ever experienced and you vant to insult me?" she asked turning toward the elf girl. She heard somebody mention them having a minute to talk and backed up. "Yes, that sounds like a great idea, you had better go, get out of here before you and I are thrown out by security..." she said with an intimidating glance. ___________________
