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Post by Rukou on Jan 1, 2007 3:05:24 GMT -5
His voice was stern, "Violin. You will not be singing in every song. I'm still the star of the band." He smirked. Such a cocky boy he was. Honestly, he didn't really care about her much at the moment. He only wanted to use her voice, but maybe he'll warm up to her and officially welcome her to the "family"?
It might take awhile for Rukou to warm up to her, especially since she caused him to ruin his pool table. There would be personality changes in Rukou once he knew Ryesen better. Usually, he's active, happy, and laid back once one got to know him. A little bit like Dion, too.
He combed his bangs with his fingers and went back to the pool table, sipping some beer from his brother's bottle. Picking up the black eight, he tossed it up in the air and caught it. Carefully examining at it, he roughly threw it at the bartender. Missed, though the bartender was frightened now.
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Post by Dion Dante Lucifer on Jan 1, 2007 3:17:24 GMT -5
Still insanely laughing, he lifted Ryesen and spun around. "It's going to be so much fun, Ryeha!" He licked her cheek and dropped her from about 2 feet from the ground.
"Eee." He turned away when Rukou threw the black eight. Nothing worse than a pissed off Rukou. When Rukou was pissed, it was something between a mix of an angry rhino and a girl on PMS. Nothing you want to mess with.
Quickly, he grabbed his own cue stick from under the same scratched table. "Let's play at that one," pointing to the other pool table next to their usual one. He tried to distract him from the old pool table by playing a game of billiards. A friendly brotherly game.
"Ryeha, do you want to play with us?"
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 1, 2007 3:26:10 GMT -5
A gun was shot at Rukou. Victor walked in with his gun smoking, "What the fuck do you think you're doing!" He had just wakened up from a sleep after a long day. The clothes he wore were clean and thin feeling. A pretty nice outfit, too. Maybe it was the natural vampire's sense of fashion? Every vampire seemed to have a good sense of fashion, why not him?
"Bloody fucking whiskey!" he requested the bartender. The drink was always talked about Rukou and thought, hell, let's give it a try! Whiskey was a favorite drink of his, too. Maybe with blood in it, it'll taste a lot better. The bartender gave him his drink and slowly, he drank it. It tasted a bit bitter, but sweet.
The same gun used to shoot at Rukou was used to hit him on the head. "Don't try to hurt the fucking bartender! He's a fucking saint!" The bartender was his best friend. Not literally, but it was the only guy that knew what he like to drink best.
He noticed Ryesen near the boys, "What the hell's going on here?"
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Post by Ryesen Hawke on Jan 2, 2007 2:17:23 GMT -5
Ryesen nearly scrunched up her face when Rukou proclaimed that he was still the star. It was true and she accepted it, but still... What a prat...- her exact thoughts. If he continued, the band wouldn't be too much fun, afterall.
However, she was shocked when Dion lifted her and showed her a little playfulness or affection. Because of his personality, the girl wasn't sure what to make of it. She nearly didn't catch herself in her fall even though it was only two feet. As a last moment reflex, Ryesen stopped herself a few inches from the ground so her occasional clumsiness didn't take her down.
Retracting her legs upward and into a normal sitting position, letting everyone know she wasn't interested in the game. "No, no. I'm pretty pathetic at billiards. Anyway, I think you two would enjoy just playing against each other. Am I wrong? Surely not!" She gave a small and discreet giggle after her unnecessarily answered question.
After this, she stretched out in the air with her legs nearly vertical and the rest of her body flexing almost horizontally and put her hands behind her head to look at Victor. She squinted at Victor and then went back into a relaxed position. "Why're you here? Shouldn't Meta be tending to you, hm? I'm sorry. That was rude. I'm not that way, really. And nothing is going down. Why? Am I suspicious by being here," Ryesen didn't really move around again. She had simply straightened up before and from between Dion and Rukou, looked innocently on to Victor.
(If you read this post earlier, reread. Slightly edited. Not drunk, didn't make sense to me. When she stretched while she was floatin' away, she was just stretching out her body. I do the same thing.. well. Minus floating.)
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 12, 2007 15:26:10 GMT -5
[I'm doing all char's posts here, green = Victor, red = Rukou, blue = Dion]
Confused at her sentence, he just stared at her with a gaping expression. The words that came from her mouth made no sense at all, or really, just confused Victor. "What the fuck.. I'm here to get some fucking blood. I'm perfectly fine and healthy, just need some blood." He just fiddled around with the shot glass in his hand idly.
"But you, talking and being with those boys are just strange. You fucking hate Dion but you're sitting there, watching them fagpool? Fuck, you might as well join them."
Rukou smacked Victor using his cue. "That's my secondary vocalist you're terrorizing." His hand was over his shoulder. Victor's accuracy was well and his choice of the gun he shot with was powerful. The blood seeped through his fingers, but Rukou didn't seem to care or know he was bleeding. Just a slight little pinchy pain.
"Vocalist? You found a vocalist for that band of yours? No one is going to listen to your band now." Grinning at Ryesen, an evil little look on his face made it seem like he was kidding. But really, he wasn't. It was in all seriousness.
"Porn Crash is still better than your little classical band. Even if you had more members, you still suck ass compared to them!" Porn Crash was a definate favorite band of Victor's. Their sound was a bit metal with a bit of classic. "You're not going to get anyone with your sucky band."
From behind, Dion had Victor in a head lock, "Don't say that about Baiser, kid. You know we rock and we're the best." He grinned and grabbed Victor's head, one hand on each side. Forcefully, he kissed Victor on the lips, not letting go.
Victor struggled to get away from Dion and managed to pushed him off, especially since Dion was a big guy. "What the fuck, Die? You know I'm not gay."
Simply winking, he said, "But you know I love you."
Sighing, he put his cue back in the compartment on the ruined table. Rukou was still aggitated and wanted to be left alone by Victor. "Die. Let him go. I think we should teach Ryesen some of our songs. Ryesen, shall we?" He bowed down in front of her, showing her his aristocratic side and put his hand out for her to hold onto to get up.
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Post by Ryesen Hawke on Jan 23, 2007 20:12:06 GMT -5
Ryesen was nearly confused by the whole scene. It's like the boys hated each other and got along well at the same time. This must have meant that they were teasing somewhat and this was a daily routine for them. With an inward sigh, Ryesen thought, 'Boys'. For the most part, she simply gave slightly offended, appreciative or amused gazes at the given times. When Rukou stood up for her, though, she couldn't help but grin a bit. It is his responsibility to take care of his members, no?
Rukou had offered his hand, now. He just wanted to leave. Understandable since Victor could become aggitating at times. With an incline of her head (bow), she accepted his hand gently. He was being polite, afterall; she should act as a lady would. Since she was simply sitting in midair, Ryesen put one leg down and foreward and allowed the other to the ground after it. Ryesen said with a smile, "I would enjoy it, alright." She nodded and before giving a headstrong glance at Victor, turned her sight to Dion, "Would that be alright with you, then?" Whether or not it was Rukou's band or not, she would remember to ask him about things, as well. It was his.. 'fault' she was here...(I'll explain her floaty thing a bit. She can float about. SHE says float because she has this fear. It's hard to explain. It's not really going too high, it's not being able to make it to the ground if something happens. Which it has. Three times. Anyway, the most she'll go is three miles upward. Unsure if it's possible for her to make it any higher. Usually she doesn't even go that far. Most believe all she can do IS float about. To add to this, most of the time her body moves a little bit up and down while she 'floats'. Not noticable at ALL unless you watch her for a while. *coughcamo/invisiwingscough* Uhm.. she was floating when Rukou offered his hand, which makes for an awesome scene [in my opinion]. She was simply floating in one place and she lowered down while going forward. If you recall an angel landing, it looks similar. Oh! tn3-2.deviantart.com/300W/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/196/7/e/Landing_by_blankminded.pngLike that. It reminds me of her much, except the wing style. I haven't entirely decided on that as of yet. Or the story behind them. I think my sidenote is long than my post. Oh dear. Und I am doing a sketch of Ryesen, now.)
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Post by Rukou on Jan 25, 2007 12:08:40 GMT -5
[FINALLY. D< The dude who's fixing me comp is taking longs. *tear*]
"Very fine!" Dion put his arms over both Rukou and Ryesen, hugging them and smooshing them into him. "Baiser's back." A few years of working with music and then Baiser would be gone again. That's why Dion loved playing in Baiser so much, it gave him something to do instead of being a naughty little boy. The grin on his face was a bit too excited that he licked the two of them on their cheeks, leaving a wet slobber. "Off to our music room!"
Dion's Dion spit dribbled down his cheek. One swipe, the drool vanished. Being squished and drooled on by Dion wasn't as disgusting as other people say. Though, his entire life was spent with Dion and he was blood.
"Come to our band room. Room 6." Quietly, he ducked down to remove himself from Dion's clutch, leaving Dion hugging Ryesen now.
[aka I'll do it once I get access to a computer. Exams are this week and I only got JP on Wed and Thurs]
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