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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 7, 2013 7:43:37 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: They'd wrapped up for the day, the engineer had finished mixing, while Alex and the band played in the game room. There was a pool table, ping pong, which Arms kicked everyone's ass at, and even a fuzeball table, that always seemed in danger of breaking with the intensity of the play had. Alex was, currently, at his desk, feet kicked up, regarding Thumpy who had sprawled out in front of his computer, thus cock blocking Alex from getting any actual business type work done. No, at that point it had all been about the pets. With a bottle pulled from the warmer, and the other hand stroking the cat that seemed to own the lot of them, Alex carefully moved him aside, and tried to check his email.
DvIsBane: " What is your invested interest in beasts such as that?" This was said from the corner of the room, just as Solai came into sight. She never really just appeared. There was always a sembalance of a direction to current locations. That could be a plus or minus considering Alex really didn't like her to begin with and she really didn't care. Golden hues drifted down over the domesticated feline, nose wrinkling at the particular odor of the creature. Atleast she wouldn't be eating his critter friends. The tattered red dress had started out as pretty and ended up with burn marks on the ends. There really was no use for the fashion police, and she couldn't seem to find one shoe. It had been a rough night in the death business,something about power grids going down, rifts opening, and something that ate humans getting free. A hand swiped brow, unceremoniously flopping down into a comfy chair. -e-
Ghastly Specter: Sometimes there was only so much that could get done through conventions methods and without any real reason other than his own amusement would lead to him using those other means of moving upwards into the office where he had discovered the big honcho or so word was would be located. Casually evens triding on into the office as if he owned the place or was expected. Himself was rather simply with a pair of combat boots, black jeans and a black tank top. Those arms, muscular in themselves a billboard of he wasn't the type of guy you brought home to meet the parents, clearly spelling out danger and if only people know how true this was! Black hair was cut neatly, military style or close to it as should quite a bit of time of being out. Brown eyes looking around to noting the tattered red dress before continuing of taking in the sights. -d-
Alex Vipond: "Cats are like music." Alex pulled his gaze away from the screen to look at her. "Some people just don't get it, and never will, no matter how much you explain." He popped the bail on the bottle and let the stopper hang as he tipped it up to take a drink. No, he didn't usually drink in front of people, but then Solai wasn't exactly people, now was she? When the asshat that wanted his ass kicked waltzed in like he owned the place, Alex set the bottle down, and rose from his chair. He didn't seem to be overly much. Slight of build, frayed jeans, a t-shirt that had seen better days, and he was, in fact wearing the glasses that his crew thought he needed to correct his vision. "You have thirty seconds, before I have you escorted from the building."
DvIsBane: " I suppose it is personal preference. " And no Solai was definately not people. There probably was a further point that could be stressed on that, but Solai was Solai. Head turned slightly to peer at the male that entered. Those golden orbs pulsing to a vibration of their own beat. She wasn't subtle either. A slight shift was given and she was up from her seat, the predatory smile one that would have given a seasoned vet a moment of pause. " Oh I am really going to like these thirty seconds. " Sing song voice chortled with the seclusion of one single giggle before she was at Alex's desk leaning idly back. -e-
Ghastly Specter: Well if that didn't leave an opening for a comment... the smart ass kind when he actually had the audacity to begin the count... "One... Two... three." An easy going relax smile fell upon his features as eyes shifted towards the guy speaking to him which had to be the big honcho for he knew appearances could be deceiving. After all he looked for the most part like a normal guy after all than again how did he manage to get up here so easily? Don't you love a good mystery? Regardless he simply settled to leaning against the wall with a relaxed posture as he fixed his gaze upon the guy. "Thirty seconds for what?" Of course he knew what, but had to have a little fun. "Just looking for a job, you know your security rather sucks." -d-
Alex Vipond: "My security is fine. Your thirty seconds are up, you know where the door is." Alex, turned, putting his back to the man, and retook his seat. The cat was picked up and settled to the floor, given a little nudge to send him off toward the studio, and his favored drum to sleep in. He glanced up at Solai, one brow rising. Had she really giggled? Srsly?
DvIsBane: Solai arched a brow at Alex, waggling them slightly before looking back at the male, canting her head. A soft hrm flicking through chords. " You do know that the success rate of getting a job when one presents themselves as a clown is staggeringly low right?" Solai twisted cloth covered hands together, fingertips tingling as she hummed the eery little melody she always seemed to be humming, a drift and sway allowing her to cast her body into the chair once more. She wasn't weary, simply unbothered by the creatures presence there. It wasn't like he was a threat and if he became one, she'd personally take care of him. " So Alex.. After your hissy fit last night what did you go off and do?" She had been trying to keep track of a pattern here. Something that singled out the times between the rifts and whatever he was doing. -e-
Ghastly Specter: "Yes I know where it is, but if your security was fine than how did I manage to get in here with apparent ease?" Did he move towards the door? Not at all, actually he casually shifted his attention with an easy going smirk with him pushing off from the wall to letting himself be guided over to the woman and other guy. "You know walking around like you finished some hardcore sex session isn't all that great of an appearance, but you don't hear me hating on you." Eyes never left the other guy although he was keeping the woman in his line of sight. "Name is Connor and really would it hurt to give a guy a job? Perhaps if not security have something to do with computers like editing video as I got a wide set of skills." It'd actually been years since he done the video editing bit, but it was just like riding a bicycle right? -d-
Alex Vipond: Alex was not one of those who had a short fuse. In fact he was one of the most laid back people around. Simply ask anyone who knew him. But some just didn't seem to understand that they'd fucked up, when they'd fucked up and insisted on digging that hole deeper. Rising, Alex stepped into the punk's personal space and got nose to nose with him. "What you have is the manners of a goat. I would not hire you to pump sludge if you were the last asshole on the planet with a truck and a hose. Get out, before I remove you myself."
DvIsBane: Solai blinked a few times. He had really just compared her to a porn star. Or atleast that was the conclusion she had come too. Peeking down at her dress she'd study it a moment. This was one of those dear moments when the angel was sort of lost. She didn't catch sarcasm or inuendo's and she surely didn't know when one was said in folly or joke. " Well I'm sure I should be offended, but considering it looks like you've pissed off the tiger I don't think I need to spend miniscul moments trying to show you the error of your ways. Perhaps one day humanity will learn that what you see as seduction of exposed body parts was someone out saving your sorry ass from extinction. " It was said very softly, three different chords working to keep the angelic scream from her righteously pissed off persona. -e-
Ghastly Specter: A bit of a laugh was given and it was amazing how easy it was to push the buttons, but he lifted a single hand to this guy all up in his personal space like they were in some fetish gay bar. "Hey just because I tell you how it is doesn't mean you need to get bent out of shape." A small shrug given before he shot a wink towards the female than made his way out of the office, but did he leave? Nah it wasn't that easy. He was a persistent son of a bitch and after shutting the door would wait a little bit. Say about ten minutes or so before knocking again. -d-
Alex Vipond: That hand was grasped with a speed that would leave one to wonder how the fuck it happened. Alex didn't fuck around, he simply put that arm in hold very reminiscent of something from Seattle PD, and marched the little bastard for the door. Once there, he shoved him outward, then stood there on the step and regarded him. There would be no knocking again, or Alex would break his fucking arm off and beat him with the bloody limb. "Do not, ever, come back." Alex closed the door gently, set the alarm, and then headed back for his office.
DvIsBane: "YOU have horrible taste in company Alex. First that female you had all but drooling over symbolic fantasies all in which you starred in and I'm quite sure Meghan would not agree with and now that asshole that seems to think he knows something witty... " Perching rather bird like in the chair, those golden orbs swirled with a glittering menace, ears tuning outwards to track everything around them. " And your security really does need to be tightened. " Grim lines set in that mask of perfection, the first tinkering of emotion from her or even sight that she could get ruffled feathers. There was no amount of grievance over humanity and no amount of sadness that they chose to remain elusively in the dark thinking all actions went without cost. Turning and settling for a side profile way of sitting those chords worked at a more calm pace, trying very hard not to get in a yelling match with Alex, atleast not tonight or again. " Look.. back to what I was saying. Where did you go after I poofed from the car?" -e-
Alex Vipond: "The security is fine. Fucker tries to come back in, the alarms will sound and Seattle PD will be enroute. And the fucker had better hope to God the boys in blue get to him before I do." He paused. "By the way, I wouldn't leave this room just yet, or we won't have to wait for him to trip it." Alex then gave her a double take. "Poofed from what car?"
DvIsBane: The moment Alex didn't get it she had her answer. Her entire body grew stiller than a statues. " Alex you wouldn't happen to have you know a twin or something would you? " Canting her head those lashes masked hues that had all but syphoned out of mortal and into creepy, the glowing onyx orbs holding no whites to them. " Perhaps a stunt double? Where were you last night?" All calm, see she could be calm... -e-
Alex Vipond: "No, I have no twin. I do have a sister, but really it would he rather difficult to confuse to the two of us. She has more hair and breasts..." He picked up his bottle and scowled at the temp, but popped the top anyway. He drank it down, fast, like a kid wanting to get past his vegetables so he could leave the table.
DvIsBane: " Alex.. I was in the car with you last night, screaming at you about being out so late without atleast a little security detail. Then I had to leave. I had to go do my job.. Though it's becoming increasingly alarming as to what I arrive to. So you are telling me you don't have a recollection of this conversation?" Those brows arched high upon her features, it was hard to fool Sol, but it could be done. Either Alex really didn't remember, or it wasn't him, but it sure as hell looked like, smelled like, acted like him. -e-
Alex Vipond: "I do not need security at home. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. The last time I saw you, we were walking out of Styx. You had to bail, I went home."
DvIsBane: "You do need security because apparently you are one popular person. " Arms crossed under her chest. Perhaps he had been really hungry the night before. It had been him in the car. " And when you got home what did you do?" -e-
Alex Vipond: "I....." he paused, lips twisting upward. "Do you really want to know what I did when I got home?" He smirked, then settled back into his chair. "I could give details but that seems rather ... Penthouse esque, all things considered. Really didn't think you were the voyeur type."
DvIsBane: "Ewww Alex that really is gross and unappealing.." Her nose wrinkled delicately. There were some things she would rather NOT discuss. His sex life was so one of those things, rubbing her arms a little as if it could take back the very vivid mental imagery that shot through her mind. " Don't even think about it, and you are a devious asshole. " Her panties were all in a twist now. He was a devilish dog! " I really don't know why HE is shining a light on you. That was just wrong. " -e-
Alex Vipond: "You're the one that asked." Alex shrugged, but now that he was thinking of it, now that the thought was there, he couldn't unthink it. He reached for his phone and checked for messages, then fired one off to Meghan.
DvIsBane: "I could have been spared that, and you are still thinking about it! That's just so very wrong. Couldn't you be hungry instead of horny... " A shift was given and she was untying her other ballet slipper. The first one had been eaten in the fire, she didn't have a use for it's match now. " And while I give you an A for effort in the imaginative department, I really don't need my head filled with thoughts of your own brand of loving. " -e-
Alex Vipond: "It's not like I can unthink it, now is it?" He scowled, then hit send on the message he'd written to Meghan. Yeah. Burn up the airwaves. "Hey, not my fault you're tiptoeing through the mental garden that is me. You don't want to catch it, turn off your damned Vista Vision."
DvIsBane: " I can't turn it off. It's what I use to hear the death bell. " Yes sadly Sol was privy to intimate thoughts, details, histories, and memories. Most times she could turn it off like a switch or atleast tone it down, but she had been so tuned on Alex earlier he had caught her off guard. " And you could have never thought it at all. You were doing that to be an ass and then your natural instincts took over. " -e-
Alex Vipond: Alex just stared at her blankly for a long moment. "You do realize that A, I am a guy. We have one sexual thought, about every seven seconds. B.... Have you seen my wife? Seriously. There is no getting away from the sexual thoughts there."
DvIsBane: "You do realize that A. I'm an angel and don't see gender in quite the same way as you do and B. I have seen your wife, you are right she is smoking, but that point is irrelevant. " Dead pan she'd stare back at him, eyes having voided back to gold. -e-
Ghastly Specter: Maybe the sexy woman in the tattered red dress would hop on his side. Yeah perhaps he had left for awhile longer than planned, but hey things took a bit of time for when he returned he actually did it differently. That way? Simple he went to the sectrary or receptionist or whatever it was Alex had and put in a formal request to meet with him, even tacking on sir for his message like addressing a Colonel and when he was finally seen? Well let's say it'd explain why took him so long to return. [d]
Alex Vipond: "To you, maybe, to me, it's a trigger." He shrugged. It was true. All Meghan had to do was walk into a room and he wanted her. Which... He glanced around, then looked back at Solai. "You may want to rethink about what you touch around here...." There was one slight problem. It was eight thirty at night. The receptionist had gone home. The front door was locked. And the alarm was set. Yes, not a good night to be fucking around. Things could get dicey, fast and then... it would be like an episode of cops. And God help them all if Sasha was made aware of the call when it came in.
DvIsBane: " Don't worry I usually don't touch anything anyways. Well without cloth on my hands. Kind of my stitch ya know. Palms are cursed, takes souls all that good jazz. " She did give it the old one two though and peer around the room in little more defined horror. " And just to let you know. I'm glad you have the hots for your wife and all, but I really don't think it's sanitary to do it everywhere. " Oh yes, because she had to worry about disease. Now Sol was a neutral creature as far as most things were considered, but she didn't generally lean in the shade of grey to help anyone out. She had enough issues being what she was and doing what she did. Hopping off the chair she'd move to the window staring outwards, lips fractioned to part. " You know Alex, whatever is coming is more profound than what we really know and I really wish I knew how you played into this. I just know where you are there is death and you aren't causing it. " A small shrug. " Have you seen Castiel?" -e-
Ghastly Specter: No receptionist? Well than he won't try at the moment, however he did leave a message for the big honcho and simply would exit the building to hang out on the street, even pulling off that monkey suit which was put over his street clothes and tossing them into the nearest trash receptacle as well as pulling out a cowboy killer aka Marlboro red to setting it between his lips and with the lighter pulled out; lit it up. Oh yeah and he did have some great images the porn star upstairs, after all he is a guy and she was flaunting it. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Sanitary has nothing to do with it." When she moved and continued, he let out a breath, hand dragging through his hair. "There's always an Arquillian Battle Cruiser, or a Corillian Death Ray, or an intergalactic plague that is about to wipe out all life on this miserable little planet, and the only way these people can get on with their happy lives is that they do not know about it...." Yes, he just quoted Tommy Lee Jones. "Shit happens. I don't know about the big picture crap and really, what is there to know?" He looked at her, and leaned back. "There's so much shit going on in the world. Why the hell am I so fucking important?"
DvIsBane: Sol blinked looking back at Alex like he had grown a second head. Did he really think he wasn't important? Now that was something that perhaps was the biggest issue with everyone. They didn't find themselves but one iota in deference. " I guess you could say it's much like music Alex, either you get it or you don't. " Small smile touched those unpainted tiers. As for her being a porn star and flaunting anything... Poor guy was sadly mistaken. She hadn't been flaunting anything other than some tattered clothes because she had walked through a fire to take a soul. " We all have a reason for being important, that isn't the question. I could give you key examples as to your importance in this world, but that would mean nothing. No it's more to a broader spectrum. A more how are you not why are you. " Gnawing on that bottom lip was beginning to get to be a damned habit. " And frankly I'm still working on that one. " -e-
Alex Vipond: Alex reached over and shut his computer down, his email still un checked. "Well when you have it figured out, you or Castiel, one of you let me fucking know, okay, because this shit is seriously bringing me down." Hey at least he didn't say it was harshing his mellow. He rose and gathered his keys and phone. "It's beer thirty. Wanna hit the pool hall?" He paused. "You might want to change. You'll scare the norms."
DvIsBane: " Pool hall sounds great, and yea I wanna change. I actually left my bag somewhere in one of the other rooms. I tend to bring extra clothes you know for when I burn up. " Snickers slightly and shrugs, those eyes rounding around the room once more. " Hey Alex.. Give me a minute to go change and I'll promise to put dooms day behind us for a couple of hours. " Snort to that. If she could keep her own nature from taking over without correcting it. She didn't do the whole tone down thing. Scampering out of the room she'd dart to somewhere at the recording studio*, trying to retrieve her bag and thus change into a more non-holed version of clothing. It wouldn't be long, jeans slung across hips, backless shirt for obvious reasoning. Even if they couldn't be seen. " Don't ask. I have no idea who packed my bag. " Mumbled as she rejoined him. -e-
Alex Vipond: That would be like a political geek avoiding CSPAN. Alex was taking care of the alarm, entering in one code after another from his phone to keep the thing from going off as they moved from the room. Alex headed for the front door, after making the rounds and making sure all the windows and doors were locked, and then he was waiting for Solai. Once she was back, he shrugged. "You look normal. Don't fight it." He stepped out, waiting for her to follow, then closed and locked the door and reset the alarm.
DvIsBane: " Don't fight being normal. Got it. Define normal. " She felt itchy and out of her skin in these clothes, really she did. The only thing she couldn't ditch were the bandages on her arms, wrapping from wrist to palm in a criss cross pattern. " I was even given a human ID for this stent here. It's quite hilarious. It ages me at twenty-three. It's weird. " Warily those eyes went on alert, drifting across the darkness with visions of their own. Things that went bump in the night, didn't bother her, she was meaner. -e-
DeviI Red: The silver Camaro, affectionately called "Bullet," would be parked across the street and the redhead within would climb out, looking like a little kid on a Christmas morning where Santa had brought her everything she wanted. In this case, the gift was her car and Santa was Jake and her mate, who could no longer bear to keep his woman apart from her ride. Not that he was doing it on purpose, just for safety, but still. Dressed all in black, from the biker jacket, skinny jeans, All Stars and tee shirt, she was like a shadow, crossing the street. The only color offered was from her eyes, ink and hair, that lengthy mane spilling down her back like a wildfire. Once she hit the curb, she'd toss the cigarette she was smoking before entering her friends new studio. This time was much easier than the last, no hesitation on her part as there were no reporters lurking in every nook and cranny. -d-
Alex Vipond: "Acts and mannerisms perpetrated by those within mainstream society." She asked him to define normal. Don't ask if you don't want it. "Mine says I'm thirty one. Almost thirty two." Catching Sed on the way in as they were on the way out, Alex grinned. "Well hello to you too and how the hell are you?" He hugged her up, because yes it had been a while, in fact he'd last seen her at that damned press conference. "Sorry I didn't get up to see you, but things have been hectic."
DvIsBane: Sol blinked and laughter spilled out of vocal chords. The chiming bells that streamed free couldn't be helped. He had caught her off guard, quickly she masked the sound looking at the woman with interest as Alex displayed emotions for and to her. It was still an intriguing thing to the little belle how creatures in today's society often touched in exchange for conversations. She went blissfully quiet waiting, perhaps the red head would join them at the pool hall. -e-
DeviI Red: "Hey, it's cool. Not like there's a whole hell of a lot of room in a hotel room. We just moved in to the new place tonight. John's setting up a few things and didn't mind it I took the Bullet out for a ride." Yep. She got it back. And was beaming as she hugged him back, which might've looked kind of funny since she was a little taller than he was. "Headed out? She gave the chick he was with a nod up in greeting. -d-
Alex Vipond: "Heading over to Styx, you wanna go?" He looked over to Solai, then back to Sedona. "Sedona, Solai, Solai, Sedona." He nodded, then pulled his keys as he gave one last check of the alarm system from his phone. Yes, he had an app for that. State of the art security system, property and contents insured by Lloyd's, and protected by some powerful mojo. He looked up from his phone, slipping the device back into his pocket. "Go with?"
DvIsBane: " Hello Sedona. " A smile was given before she stared accusingly at Alex. " Why do I have to be normal if she can ride around on a projectile that comes out of a man made object? " Yes Solai didn't get that the bullet was a vehicle and well why would she, she had no reason to, but the woman seemed interesting enough and the company would be very welcomed. " Oh yes, please come with us. " Another smile given. This was Sol trying to be normal. She felt like she was going to puke. -e-
DeviI Red: Sed was just about to tell him 'sure', but suddenly stopped after hearing Solai, a slender red brow arching questioningly as she wondered if she heard the woman right. Yep, that was a 'wtf?' expression they were all witnessing. For as long as he's known her, Alex would recognize it well. "Umm...yeah, I'll go." She nodded, still looking at the woman, curious, but thinking she just didn't want to know what she meant. "Nice to meet ya," he replied, cracking a faint smile. -d-
Alex Vipond: Alex gave Solai a double take, brows rising, before he pointed out to the car, before he was moving toward his own. He shot Sed a glance and gave a shrug. "Tends to be a bit literal, poor dear." Alex made a motion near his head from which one could take the meaning to be that the 'poor dear' had perhaps been dropped on her head as a child.
DvIsBane: Sol glowered at Alex. " I may be literal, but I'm not dense and you're an asshole. " She'd drift along, though this really was unneccesarily human like and she didn't like vehicles just like she didn't like cellphones. -e-
DeviI Red: Shoving her hands into her jacket pockets, she'd shoulder her way out the door, heading toward her ride, snickering softly at what he said, but then giving the woman a 'look' when she called him an asshole, something shifting in her stare as the fine hairs on the nape of her neck bristled. Yep, this bitch bit when warranted, even if it was only verbal. "Nah, he can just read people really well." -d-
Alex Vipond: "I can be, given the proper motivation." He smirked and hit the button on his key fob, as he moved to his car. Alex loved cars, loved his phone, and was a major fan of tech in general. He was, in fact contemplating going to Silicon Valley and picking up one of those Teslas. Sliding in behind the wheel, he turned the engine over and waited for the girls get settled. He presumed that Solai would ride with him. Or maybe she'd pull a Cas and just relocate.
DvIsBane: "Really? People have been trying to read me for ages, they always get it wrong. " There was one thing that communed between every species, even celestials. That was bitch. Looking back at Sedona, those golden hues flashed once before she smiled, dropping all pretenses of overly eager. " Books often get fucked out of being read when the hierachy already tolls their opinions in. " With that she dropped into Alex's car. Yea she could rift, she wasn't going to she was being normal. -e-
DeviI Red: Flash all she wanted, Red didn't easily quake in her boots, hence why she just snickered as she opened the car door and slid in behind the wheel, watching them as she lit up another smoke before firing up the engine and taking off, headed for a little while to the pool hall. Wouldn't be for long. She had a hot husband waiting for her at home, in every sense of the word. -d-
Alex Vipond: Alex shook his head and turned the engine over, then put it into gear. Rolling from the curb after checking traffic, he pointed her toward the pool hall.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 12, 2013 13:34:34 GMT -8
InkedPr1ncess: It had been a few days past when Bren had told Alex that she would come to the studio about the job, but she had texted him to let him know that she would be there that day. She hadn't ever been to see it yet but she liked the looks of it from the minute she walked through the doors. Definitely Alex's style and something she could get used to seeing every day. Jeans, maroon Doc Martens and a black untucked t-shirt with a silver dragon painted on the front. Nothing out of the ordinary, she figured Alex would forgive her if she didn't look like a beauty queen. :::
Alex Vipond: The dragon had him sold. Alex headed up front as she came in, a smile given as he emerged from the back. "Hey, you found us." He grinned at her, and then looked around, then back at her. "So you want a tour?" His hand swept out to the front area. "This is our reception, then back here...." he moved deeper into the building. ”We have our conference room and past here we have my 'office', " and he made air quotes around the word with his fingers, before he stepped back further, the game room," which ran the width of the two shops, the wall between having been knocked out, and it housed a pool table, foosball table, and a ping pong table. "And then in here," he said as he moved through the game room to the other side, "we have the control room, and then through here...." he stepped out past the walls laden with guitars into the studio proper. "Is the studio itself."
InkedPr1ncess: "This place is awesome," she said right away, it had been a while since she had been in a studio, and she liked the feeling of his better than the more sterile ones she had been in before. "Game room? Thumbs up," she commented when she saw the tables and places to sit down. Main room of the studio got her attention, all the instruments he had and she was impressed that he had keyboards too. It was the only instrument she had ever cared to learn to play. "So, you want me for the desk? You need anything else around here? Or you got enough to cover that?" :::
Alex Vipond: "We got our engineer, so front desk will be sort of a jack of all: mail, incoming and outgoing, payroll, HR, all of it." He nodded, "If it's more than you can do on your own, feel free to hire some help. How are you with IT crap?"
InkedPr1ncess: "Lucky for you that will get a thumbs up. Running a tattoo shop and working there let me see a little bit of every type of situation and then some. If it gets overwhelming, I'll find some help but unless a hurricane blows through here and destroys it, ya got an experienced girl here, Alex." :::
Alex Vipond: "Great! When do you think you can start?" Alex looked around the place then back to Bren. "We definitely need the help. We're so not geared for running an office." That's what executive assistants were for, right?
InkedPr1ncess: "Whenever you want me to. And I think that's a guy thing...really. Well, I had one floor manager that could take over for me, but the rest of them wanted to stay away from the office and that was probably a good thing. Today is good? I have time to kill. If you wanna show me where to start." :::
Alex Vipond: "Today is fan fucking tastic. We're working on over dubs, so, we're each being tortured individually." He smirked and shot a glance to the engineer; then moved back through toward the front office. "Okay we got here a computer and a printer-fax and all this other crap," he waved his hand to the setup. "You can arrange this crap any way you want it. It's all yours. Mail usually comes in around two.... ish."
InkedPr1ncess: "You got everything you need, just need to get organized. Do I need passwords to get onto this?" She sat down at the desk, looking around at everything and already mentally putting in mind what she could do there. "You gotta go get to work, boss man? This place will look nice and neat when you come back." :::
Alex Vipond: "Current password is AMVfrontdesk01.... or is that the login name...." He scowled. "Try Changeme01, for the password. If that doesn't work, I'll have to call the IT dude Krystal set me up with during install." He looked back toward the studio, the sound of Daniel doing his overdub on the drums coming through mutedly, before he looked back at Bren. "Yeah, they're gonna want me in there, pretty soon."
InkedPr1ncess: "Go to it, you trust me so I'll get this taken care of. If you come up with anything else I can help with, let me know." She would get up from the desk and shoo him out, swatting him on the butt would just be too much and Meghan might not like it. "I'll try those, if they don't work, when you’re done I'll let you know and you can call Krystal." She was pretty excited, even singing to herself before he was even out of the front area. :::
Alex Vipond: Chuckling, he headed back to the studio, to begin laying down vocals for the current song on the new album. He stepped into the sound booth and slipped the headphones on, and went to work. InkedPr1ncess: That was Bren, get right to work. There wasn't a lot to be done, definitely some reorganizing so things were easier to get to and when things were within reach she sat back down and used those log-in's that luckily worked to sign on to the computer. Seeing what was on there, looking through programs to get familiar with them, and luckily there wasn't going to be anything insanely crazy she had to do. :::
Alex Vipond: No, it was all pretty straight forward. She would be in contact with Jake, as well as EMI on the worldwide distribution of the albums, and the usual, FedEx, UPS, USPS daily shipping crap, as well as scheduling shows, booking hotels and travel when they went on the road, which they were not looking to do any time soon. By the time they were all ready to take a break, Alex was more than ready to hit the bottle. The blood bottle, that is. He headed to his office and put a bottle of his favored A pos in. They'd not managed to successfully replicate rh neg, anywhere, but Alex was still hopeful. Sitting down in his chair he took a moment to check his email, twitter and Facebook, giving a shout out to the fans, and thanking them for their support, a bit of news given on the progress of the next album, and then he signed off, and pulled his bottle from the warmer.
InkedPr1ncess: It was completely different than what she had done in the shops, but nothing that she couldn't handle and she made the contacts that she needed to, letting them know that Alex had assistance now, and she would stay and check some emails and things before she would wander around a little bit. Having another look around and eventually she ended up at the door to his office. Knocking of course since it was rude to walk right in and she would never do that anyway.
Alex Vipond: Alex paused, bottle held in hand as he tilted his head, but then he spoke as he popped the bail. "Come on in, Bren." He leaned back, and gestured to the other chair in the room, that was really not so very large, maybe ten by eight, but it suited his purpose more than adequately.
InkedPr1ncess: "This like a jail cell in here. You got this space and couldn't manage a bigger office?" She couldn't help laughing a little bit, it was like Alex got the closet because he was misbehaving in class. She took a seat, and didn't really blink an eye at the bottle, that didn't affect her at all. "Got rearranged, got myself into those programs, and honestly, some people seemed glad you had somebody taking care of this stuff now.' :::
Alex Vipond: Laughing he shook his head. "It's suits my purpose and I'm not really in here all that much." Only when he was checking his personal email and social media, and feeding. He nodded at the news, then laughed again. "Yeah well, we've dropped the ball on a thing or two so yeah, They'll be happy. Did you get an email out to Jake? He'll need to be caught up and between the two of us, he may well need to be led by the hand a bit on things. He forgets things some times."
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, I did. That's Shay's fiancée, right? He seems to be...uh, more wrapped up in her than his job. Does that sound about right?" The few times that she had talked to him, he seemed nice enough but at the pool hall, she gathered that maybe Jake didn't pay as much attention to what Alex needed then Alex did. "I've been around a few musicians in my time, when I did work for them, and I know how important that job is. I don't know how well Jake does though." Was that even a question she wanted to ask? :::
Alex Vipond: "He's... got a lot on his mind. The wedding, and all, the stir with Eleventh Hour, which by the way, we produced their No Rest For The Wicked album, not here, obviously but from Studio 7. But we did hold the press conference here when they made their debut back into the land of the living."
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, makes sense. Glad there's not any emergencies now then, right? We might have to cover that on our own. But as far as the desk stuff, i got it all situated and figured out the programs and different things. Lucky I'm decent with computers and some of the stuff I had in my own shop." :::
Alex Vipond: "Perfect." he nodded, and dragged a hand through his hair to draw it back from his face as he took another drink from the bottle. Lowering it he looked back at her. "Sometimes we do lunches, and the spur of the moment jam sessions which we may actually just grab some acoustics and head just down the street to the park and play. And oh... Thumpy. He owns the place. And will be quite willing to tell you all about it. His three favorite places are on any keyboard, the control console, and in the base drum." He nodded.
InkedPr1ncess: "That sounds like fun. I can't wait to meet the other guys in the band. Especially the guy with the beer boot. He looks like he would be fun." She had forgotten his name but he might have been one of the ones that was in the studio. But then came her moment of confusion, she looked at him and cocked her head to the side. "Thumpy...that can not be a person because he wouldn't fit in the base drum." :::
Alex Vipond: "Daniel, the drummer. Not to be confused with Daniel the lead guitarist, who we call Arms... there's a long and somewhat embarrassing story behind that which I will leave for him to tell if he ever decides to." Alex grinned. "Thumpy is an orange tabby who came with the place. I think his momma likely had her litter here and when we moved in, she moved out and he got lost in the shuffle. So I took him in. Gus has mothered him quite well."
InkedPr1ncess: "And where is he now? Holed up in the bathroom somewhere?" She wasn't necessarily a cat person but she didn't hate them either so she wouldn't mind if she ran across him every now and again. "I always wanted to play November Rain in a studio, to have someone record it. But I could never find anyone to sing it, you don't know that by any chance, do you?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Guns and Roses, hell yeah." he chuckled. "You wanna do a run through?" He finished off his bottle, then tucked it back into the mini fridge, before grabbing a couple bottles of water, one of which he offered out to Bren. After cracking the cap and taking a drink, he was reaching for his gum, a piece popped into his mouth, the pack them offered out to Bren as well. "As for Thumpy, he's around somewhere and will no doubt, make his presence known when he wants to."
InkedPr1ncess: "Seriously? I wasn't hinting, but it was like I thought of it when I came in here. And come on, who better to play with?" She took the water and a piece of gum, thanking him for that and making a little mock bow to him. "Ever been to Chicago? You should go see where the gum is made, I bet they would give you free stock or something." :::
Alex Vipond: "They should, I've been chewing it since it was created in 1914." He smirked, "And yes, I was in Chicago just recently, Congress Theatre. Part of the tour." He rose, and headed for the door, water bottle in hand, and stepping over the cat as he made his way into the office, and jumped up on Alex's desk, as if on cue to take over the space.
InkedPr1ncess: "Wow, that cat's smart, right? Or just a glutton for attention?" He was a cute cat, and she'd have to try and make friends with him later because they would be working around each other. "I love Chicago, I try and go there when I can. Nothing like seeing a game in Wrigley Field, I say." :::
Alex Vipond: Alex nodded. "Both. he knows how to gain attention and where to get comfortable. He really does think he's the boss." When she mentioned Wrigley Field, he smiled. "I'd like to catch a day game." Now that he could, thanks to his ring from Izzy, that double dragon was run around his finger as he walked. "It would be a first, you know?"
InkedPr1ncess: "Would be a damn good first. It's so worth it, Alex. Not out in the bleachers because it gets hot as hell out there but I do have to admit, right behind the dugout isn't bad either." She was a fan though, it didn't matter if she didn't live in Chicago or not, that was just a team that she had always been attached to since she was little. "We should snag a fourth and make Meghan go with us.' :::
Alex Vipond: "We'll have to check the game schedule. See who's playing what days and make an event out of it. Who would you want to bring?" He plucked up his Tak on the way into the studio, pausing to talk to Stan in the control room, so he could record them, and then moved to settle on his stool.
InkedPr1ncess: "Hmm, kind of iffy on that, you'll have to let me think about it," she said, giving him a big grin and went over to sit down at the keyboard. Just wasn't sure about it, who did she care enough about to take to Chicago? "I think I have a schedule in my bag, I'll let you take a look before i go. Maybe you can check with Meghan and see what she thinks." :::
Alex Vipond: "Sounds like a plan." He plugged in and got settled, yes, it was an acoustic but it was an e-acoustic, and carried better, mic not needed. "Ready when you are." He nodded to her. The chords were simple, only four, for the whole song, F, C, Dm, and G, but the way it fell together was just beautiful.
InkedPr1ncess: To some people it was just old school, but she had always loved the songs and it was one that she loved to play. She had to flex her fingers a few times just to get back into it, but once they touched the keys she could just zone out so easy. And she was not surprised at all how well Alex was playing along. The song was definitely not one with a pounding piano but it was one for dedicated players since it was so long. :::
Alex Vipond: As they rolled through the intro, Alex, wished Daniel, Arms and Joey were with them. They'd have to give it a run through when they got back. And then he was singing. When I look into your eyes I can see a love restrained But darling when I hold you Don't you know I feel the same, yeah Nothing lasts forever And we both know hearts can change And it's hard to hold a candle In the cold November rain We've been through this such a long long time Just trying to kill the pain, Ooh yeah But lovers always come and lovers always go And no one's really sure who's letting go today Walking away If we could take the time to lay it on the line I could rest my head Just knowing that you were mine All mine So if you want to love me then darling don't refrain Or I'll just end up walking In the cold November rain
InkedPr1ncess: Okay, so it would be a day that Bren was going to show a little weakness. It was embarrassing that once Alex started singing, she started crying. And of course she avoided his gaze because she was embarrassed, but the song was completely amazing with his voice behind it. It was the first time in a long time that she hadn't hit any dead notes, at least her playing was harmless but she would be glad when it was over and she could wipe her face. Yeah, she was definitely honored even working on something so small with him. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex had a few cover songs under his belt and this would be the next one, he'd decided as he rolled through the rest of the song. Do you need some time...on your own Do you need some time...all alone Ooh, Everybody needs some time...on their own Ooh, Don't you know you need some time...all alone I know it's hard to keep an open heart When even friends seem out to harm you But if you could heal a broken heart Wouldn't time be out to charm you Sometimes I need some time...on my own Sometimes I need some time...all alone Ooh, Everybody needs some time...on their own Ooh, Don't you know you need some time...all alone And when your fears subside And shadows still remain, Oh yeah I know that you can love me When there's no one left to blame So never mind the darkness We still can find a way Nothing lasts forever Even cold November rain You're not the only one You're not the only one Don't ya think that you need somebody Don't ya think that you need someone Everybody needs somebody You're not the only one You're not the only one Don't ya think that you need somebody Don't ya think that you need someone Everybody needs somebody You're not the only one You're not the only one Don't ya think that you need somebody Don't ya think that you need someone Everybody needs somebody You're not the only one You're not the only one Don't ya think that you need somebody Don't ya think that you need someone Everybody needs somebody
InkedPr1ncess: The last of the notes died away and when her fingers had stopped, she turned away and brushed her hand underneath both eyes, wiping at them before she turned back and stood long enough to make those bowing motions to Alex. "Okay, so I knew you were cool but you just confirmed it. But damn it, don't you tell anybody I cried, I'll kick your vampiric ass." Not really, but it sounded good, she had to even give him a round of applause. :::
Alex Vipond: Laughing Alex shook his head, then shot a look to Stan, "Make sure you wipe that last bit out, and then forget you heard it." Looking back at Bren, he ran his hand over his heart, and then back again, in the other direction. "Cross my heart. My lips are sealed."
InkedPr1ncess: "I guess I should have waited to open my big mouth until he was done. Sorry, Stan." She gave him a wave and put two hands together like she was praying he wouldn't mention that either. She was a strong person, but damn, that was just good enough to cry over. "I'm going to believe you. And thank you, that was totally awesome. Seriously, and I'm not just saying that." :::
Alex Vipond: "You're good." he shot her a wink and then unplugged his Tak and slipped out of the strap. Settling it back in the stand, he glanced around, then looked back at her. "When the guys get back, Stan can get them to overdub the drums, lead and bass. We'll even have a cellist and some violins thrown in. I'll send you a copy when it's done."
InkedPr1ncess: "That would be great. I would appreciate it. I'm going to have to listen to it at home, the acoustics in my house are great." Which reminded her of something that she had randomly thought of, wanting to ask him about it. "I'm thinking about throwing a party since I got a big house, casual though, not the fancy dress up stuff, if you're not busy, would you come and do some songs?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Sure, you want me to drag Arms along, or maybe the whole band? Hell, toss beer in front of Danny and he'll go anywhere you ask him to." Alex chuckled.
InkedPr1ncess: "Bring the band if you want, whoever. Got a big yard so you can set up outside, or inside if you want. I just thought of good music, good food, drinks...everybody just having a good time and chilling out. Enough stress going on, everyone needs an unwinding." :::
Alex Vipond: "We can do outside, we'll likely need a canopy, but that's easily enough arranged. Sounds like a plan." he nodded. "And the more people who hears us, the better it is for us, so just let me know when." he smirked. "Let my admin assistant know and she can arrange my calendar."
InkedPr1ncess: "Of course. Canopy or whatever you need won't be a problem, I'll get with her and if you need anything else, let me know. I'm gonna try and get invites out too, but thanks. This means a lot, and I promise you won't regret giving me this job." It was an awesome chance, gave her more exposure as well and gave her a chance to branch out into other avenues. "I think I have everything squared away for you today. When would you like me to start regularly?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Tomorrow too soon?" No, he wasn't joking. They needed her, badly. "I'll get the cover to as soon as it's done, too. And we'll get Chicago set up. I'm looking forward to that. I can't wait, actually." He grinned. It was totally cool and why he hadn't thought of it before now was beyond him. Well, mostly because he'd been busy but they could take some time off.
InkedPr1ncess: "Hell no, tomorrow works for me. Not a problem at all. I'm psyched about the cover but Chicago is going to be kick-ass. Cubs game, viewing the city from the Hancock building like Ferris Bueller. We need to document this, surely you: could use some humor in a video once." She looked down at her watch, not that she was in a hurry but she needed to get a few things done around the house that she had neglected. "I'll probably head out then now, but i will definitely see you tomorrow." One thing she did not forget though was to pick up her bag and fish that Cubs schedule out for him. :::
Alex Vipond: "Totally. We could can shoot the whole trip and then wrap it around a song. Maybe something from the new... I know the song...." He nodded. "I did one, for a baseball movie. Coming Home. We'll put it to that one."
InkedPr1ncess: "Great minds think alike. Look over that schedule if you want, talk to Meghan. Then we can work it out tomorrow or whenever." She did lean in and give him a hug, but it was nothing more than a thank you, you're awesome hug. "See ya tomorrow, i might just bring ya a painting or something to hang up in here if you want." She saluted him and then gave him another bow before waving and heading out. :::
Alex Vipond: The hug was returned and then he smirked. "Make it Dogs Playing Poker.... Or kittens. Kittens Playing Poker...." he chuckled,, waved and then went to move Thumpy off of his computer.
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Alex Vipond: Alex was late rolling in, but really it wasn't his fault. Blame Meghan. She was also the one responsible for the spring in his step and the smile on his face as he headed into the office, with coffee and bagels for the crew to make up for his being late. After all, if you're going to be late, you'd better A. Be the boss, and B. Bring treats. All the better to sooth the restless natives that way.
InkedPr1ncess: Bren hadn't came in bright and early of course, but she had gotten there well before Alex and she looked up from the front desk with a grin on her face. "Hmm, Alex is happy...I wonder why." Not that she really did wonder, she had seen the looks that he and Meghan shared and how quickly they had made their way out of the reception. "Get cream cheese? If you did, I'll forgive you." :::
Alex Vipond: "I most certainly do." He smiled as he set everything down on the credenza, "In point of fact I have like three different kinds here," as well as just about every type of bagel. Course it wouldn't take long and the guys, would be up front, all clamoring for their share, but in the meantime, Alex looked over at Bren, "Anything new and interesting while I was out?"
InkedPr1ncess: "Mmm, nope, slow for me so far. Checked emails, had a few phone calls, and I got that canopy thing for you for the party. For the setup." Then she saluted him, she was going to cut in on those guys or else she wasn't going to get anything and she was not the weak little sister of the group. "Oh yeah, I forgot to mention last night, I got a dog finally." She was proud of herself for that, she had researched and done it. :::
Alex Vipond: "Cool, what'd you get?" He managed to snag a cup of coffee for himself, and he leaned against the front counter behind which she sat as they spoke, with the cup cradled in hand. "A big one or a little ankle biter?" he could so not see Bren with an ankle biter. His money was on large breed.
InkedPr1ncess: "Told you I wasn't going to get one of those yappers. I got a golden retriever puppy. Few months old. Purebred, raised in a good home, and he's already had all his shots and that good stuff. He's a little golden ball of sunshine." Sounded silly coming from a girl like her, but she loved that dog already. :::
Alex Vipond: "Good." he nodded. "Gus was therapeutic. I had bad episode with my sister's dog as a child." he gestured to the scar. "But Gus is family; I can't imagine how I got along before him, now that I have him. They get under your skin fast."
InkedPr1ncess: "I kinda think he will be too. Not that I got any problems putting the past behind me but now I have someone home with me." Gus still needed a bath from her and she had agreed to that, it would at least helpAlex from running himself ragged again. "I decided to name him Jericho. And he likes it already. I'll have to bring him out sometime and show him to you. But uh...how was your night?" Yes, details she wanted. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex smiled and lifted his coffee, inhaling the scent before taking a small sip. "It was fine. How was yours?" Yes he knew she wanted details and he was going to torture her for it.
InkedPr1ncess: "Uh...I slept with a man and it was purely non-sexual. And it was actually really nice." The girl was honest, and even though Alex could tell otherwise, she wasn't going to lie to him. "Got to talk to somebody who wanted to listen and I had fun with him. So I can't complain. But I saw the devil in your eyes last night." :::
Alex Vipond: "That was not the devil. Trust me." he grinned. "But yeah, we were you know..." status quo for them really. They'd been together almost two months before they'd ever gotten into bed and got it on, mostly because they never made it that far. There was still an end table that needed replacing...
InkedPr1ncess: "I can only imagine. But maybe I don't want to. I want to look at Meghan like she's a sweet angel," she joked, tearing a bite off the bagel loaded with cream cheese that she had made. It didn't surprise her much, the two likely had a voracious appetite that people would be jealous of. :::
Alex Vipond: Their appetite for each other would make San Fernando seem tame in comparison. "So you really just slept...." One brow rose as he looked at her; not that he didn't believe her, but what the fuck was wrong with him? "Is he gay?" Alex paused, "Or were you talking about the dog?" because that would make more sense.
InkedPr1ncess: "No, I'm not talking about the dog. He slept in his dog bed. I'm talking about Logan, and I hope he's not gay. He doesn't act like it." She shrugged, most guys probably couldn't comprehend sleeping with a girl and not having sex with her. "He's just my friend. He came in when he dropped me off, we talked for a while, and somehow fell asleep together on the couch. We were both still dressed when we woke up." :::
Alex Vipond: Alex was French born; of course he couldn't comprehend it. "Ah, so you weren't actually in bed,” he nodded. That made sense. "And I never got that sense from him, but one can't always tell." He shrugged.
InkedPr1ncess: "Nope, just on the couch. But I wouldn't have complained if it had been in bed. Though he doesn't seem like the type at all to jump into bed with a girl so I wouldn't push it." Yep, definitely not gay, gay men didn't hold a woman close like that when they danced. :::
Alex Vipond: "So you guys gonna see each other again?" Alex probably should be working but it seemed everyone was a little slow today and no one seemed to want to disrupt that peaceful vibe. "Logan always struck me as one of the good guys. Polite almost to the point of shy. Southern Gentleman."
InkedPr1ncess: "I hope so. Not gonna get all excited about it, but I do hope so. He is a gentleman, he paid for my lunch the first time I met him and he opens doors for me. It's just...God, sounds silly, right? I feel like I'm back in high school." To her benefit though, she had been working. That had to be a plus with the boss. :::
Alex Vipond: "Hey, if he can make you smile, more power to you and him." He nodded. "Besides, isn't one of the best parts of life feeling young enough to enjoy it?" Made sense to him; he didn't feel as old as he was. Thank God. He'd never had to deal with the onset of old age, but he'd seen it, both up close and personal and from afar and he knew that life could beat people down, to the point where they were simply going through the motions, rather than enjoying it. He didn't want that for anyone, let alone his friends.
InkedPr1ncess: "You are wise, and more handsome than Yoda, Alex. No wonder Meghan looks at you all googly-eyed." His words did make sense, especially to one who wasn't going to age as fast as the humans but that was another story. "He does make me smile and I'm not used to that. He's a sweetheart." :::
Alex Vipond: "Taller, too." Alex smirked, and gave a nod. "Jake made mention of a conversation, meeting type thing. Did he leave any word? I am sure he meant when he got back, but I wanted to make sure he didn't send anything that I may have missed."
InkedPr1ncess: "Nope, you didn't miss anything. He said that he would get with you when they got back." That she had verified luckily, having heard that part of the conversation but she made a note of it just in case. "Oh, I brought you something, in case you wanted to hang it up. You can't laugh though, I did this not long after I met you." She handed him the painting that she'd stashed, large but not obnoxious, and it was Alex's face done in the style of Andy Warhol. She looked almost giddy when she handed it to him. :::
Alex Vipond: "You did this?" Taking the painting, he admired it, a grin given. "I knew you were talented with ink, but now I know it extends to paint as well." He smiled to her. "Thank you." And then he was looking for a place to hang it. "Where do we go...."
InkedPr1ncess: "I was drawing and painting before I did the ink thing. It was just a fun idea that came to mind. I was thinking about doing Meghan but I didn't want her to be offended if she came out in different colors." Meghan seemed nice enough though, if Alex had another idea for a painting, she could do that too. "I was going to say, you don't have to play through the whole party either. Because I want you guys to enjoy it." :::
Alex Vipond: "I think we can do a few sets through out the night. Depending on how much we've all had to drink as the night wears on." he smirked. "You cleared my schedule for that night, right?"
InkedPr1ncess: "Yes, sir, already took care of that for you. I thought ahead." Giving him a thumbs up because she really liked working there with him. And she had everything neatly organized so if he needed to check anything it would be laid out clear for him. :::
Alex Vipond: "Cool." he nodded. "I'd say we could live stream it, but then with our crowd, it may not be the best decision." What with people getting annoyed and either snarling, or vamping out, or God forbid, Castiel showing up.... Yeah that would be kind of hard to explain to a live audience.
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, I see where you're coming from. And I didn't invite like a shit ton of people, but the ones that are coming might not behave properly the whole night. We definitely don't need to broadcast that to the world, do we? But hey, if there's anyone else you trust that you want to invite, feel free." :::
Alex Vipond: "Got Krystal on the list? Sasha," he didn't add Mars in there because frankly he had no clue where the hell Mars was and that was confusing as hell. "Dezzy?" he was trying to think of who else who was in town that could be invited.
InkedPr1ncess: "Krystal, yes. I never got to meet Sasha but I know who she is. And I have no idea who Dezzy is. But like I said, if you want to invite people too, you can. People deserve to get to see an awesome performance." Nothing like stroking the boss's ego a little bit. It never hurt. :::
Alex Vipond: "I'm not sure if Paden is in town, but if he is, he'd be a good one to invite," especially if some craziness went down. Alex was sure Paden could kick ass and take names, later, if he felt like it.
InkedPr1ncess: "Just make some calls if you want. Or put out the Alex Vipond pipeline, people find that out and they'll be begging." Paden was definitely a good idea, she couldn't remember how the two had met but she knew who he was. :::
Alex Vipond: "You want I should just tweet your address and say party here?" he chuckled. "You'd have fan girls invading. That could prove difficult for future peace of mind."
InkedPr1ncess: 'Mmm, nah, probably not. I want to keep my house the way you found it. Or else I would make you come and scare them away every day." She was curious if Abby might want to take a few pictures as well as enjoy the party, might make an interesting album for them to look at later on. :::
Alex Vipond: "Not a bad idea." he paused and looked at her, a slightly sheepish smile given. "Sorry." He took a sip of his coffee, before continuing. "Hey, you haven't heard from Mars have you?" Change of subject? Sure. "I'm starting to think he may have gone on walk about."
InkedPr1ncess: That was a change of subject but it was one that took her by surprise, but she didn't have a favorable response for him. "Mars? I haven't heard from him in a while, even before I took my vacation. We were supposed to have a pack meet-up or something and I never heard anything else form him." :::
Alex Vipond: "Well that's not good." Alex scowled and let out a breath. "Well, I'll see what I can find out," which Alex wasn't exactly sanguine about, since he was getting absolutely nothing from the man. At all. One way or the other. It was just odd. "Hopefully it's nothing." What ever the issue was, he hoped it resolved itself, fast.
InkedPr1ncess: "Hopefully it is. But wasn't his brother here with him too? Did he take off with Mars too?" That didn't make sense at all, Mars was the Ulfric, and if Bren remembered right, he'd said that his brother had a place in the pack too. "What does a pack do without an ulfric? I've never had this problem before." :::
Alex Vipond: Alex shook his head. "I don't know." he glanced around, keeping his voice low. There was no need to scare the straights. Or make them look at you like you were crazy. Looking back at Bren, he shrugged. "I've: never see it happen before. I don't know what to think."
InkedPr1ncess: "Just do what you can to find out. That's all you can do. Then the rest of us figure out where to go from there. I have no ideas there. Maybe Sasha should get people together...or something." :::
Alex Vipond: "I'll see what she wants to do. What ever her play is, I'll back, but something ain't right, somewhere." And he would be the first to kick Mars's ass if he was being a dick and hiding out.
InkedPr1ncess: "Doesn't sound like it is." She finished up eating since she had drifted away from the snack since they started talking. It was just a strange situation after all. "Gotta totally support her, I agree." :::
Alex Vipond: "Well, maybe either before or after the party, we should have a get together. I mean, if you guys need me there. I don't mean to intrude on your business, but I want you guys to know I am there for you, if you need me." He didn't want to presume anything, but still let them know he was there to support them.
InkedPr1ncess: "If we can, we'll do it before. Put the word out to the others in the pack as well. But Alex, I consider you a friend before a boss, and you know more about what's going on than some of the other wolves. I would appreciate having you there. And no doubt Sasha would." :::
Alex Vipond: "Alright. Set it up, and we'll see what we can get done." he nodded, then pushed from his lean to head toward his closet.... err, office. "And if any strange fan girls show up, gently herd them out, as politely as possible." Not that he expected any, but one never knew.
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, I can definitely do that. You going to the shoebox?" She motioned to the direction of the sorry excuse for an office he had. "And yes, sir, I will do that for you. I can be very polite and still get the point across." :::
Alex Vipond: Chuckling, he nodded. "That I am and I have no doubt." he stepped into his office and settled down, leaning back, he looked around, then reached into the fridge and pulled a bottle out, dropping it into the warmer. He was, yes, hungry. Sadly the bagel and cream cheese everyone else enjoyed was just a tad beyond him.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 19, 2013 17:58:35 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Chasing the Sun was out to press, and work on We've All Been There was well underway. A few more weeks and they'd have the final master ready to go to press as well. From there it was just a matter of timing. Alex had a lot of music that had been held up for various reasons and it was all clamoring to get out. Odds were, Chasing the Sun would not be released before the end of the year, even though it was ready, but having the studio work done and out of the way, left them open to tour. And touring could only help sales, which saw them in the studio, another week, working on album number three that wouldn't be released for at least a year and a half. Crazy, but there it was.
InkedPr1ncess: Bren had to admit, she liked sneaking away to hear Alex and the band playing but she didn't do it when there was work to be done. Only when there was a lull and at the moment there was. She'd been on the phone on and off for an hour, making some calls and taking messages for Alex but mostly she was setting things up through the computer and making sure things were done for the party on Saturday. Long as it wasn't loud enough to bother anyone, she was l listening to music herself while she was at the desk, a little Marilyn Manson never hurt anyone, right? :::
Alex Vipond: It was odd, when in the sound booth, and the only sound coming forth was Alex, because the rest of the band, the tracks laid down already, were in his ears. The advantage of studio work, over a live performance was you had as many takes as you needed to get it done, without having to run through the entire song. You could, quite literally, pick and choose the best pieces of numerous takes of a song, and mix them in when and where they were needed. It wasn't unheard of to have samples from several takes in one song. The advantage of the live performance was, obviously, the energy gained from the crowd which you just didn't get in the studio. Alex enjoyed both, and would be hard pressed to say which was his favorite, but he would have to lean toward the live crowd, just a tad.
InkedPr1ncess: It got about that time though, time for a break anyway since she hadn't really taken one and she made her way out towards the sound booth, or else a little closer at least. Being as quiet as she could, but she gave him a little wavewhen she saw him, standing by just to watch and listen. It was slower for her than him, but she liked seeing what he was up to far as music. :::
KrystalFlake: Krystal hadn't been over to the studio in about a week or so, but she got a lead on someone for IT and she had told them to meet her at the studio. Hopping out of the jeep heels hit the pavement with a little click and she headed toward the building. Her pony tail swinging in pendulum fashion she pulled open the front door as she made it in from the muggy glory that was Seattle. For a girl that grew up in the desert everything was muggy if it wasn't desert. She followed her spidey senses into the back and gave Bren a hip bump as she walked up. "How's the rock star doing?" She had no way of knowing that Bren had just walked back there. [d]
Alex Vipond: As they wrapped what was, hopefully the last take on Leave, Alex slipped the earphones off and reached for his bottle of water. Cracking the cap, he took a drink as he stepped out of the booth, and then yes, he had to swap out his gum. It had lost all flavor, over the last several takes. Seeing the girls, he gave a grin and a wave. "Come to see who we get tortured Krystal?"
InkedPr1ncess: "Now, now, just because she might like to watch torture sometimes doesn't mean she does all the time." Joking of course, she was getting to know Krystal and she'd decided that she liked her already. "Sounds good in there, Alex. Real good. Makes me glad I decided to come and be a part of the family. And good to see you again, Krystal." :::
ChildoftheMoiria: Not working sounds great, right up to the point that rubber meets the road. David had only been in the city long enough to get an apartment and half way get is things the way he wanted them before hitting the want ads. It was an old friend who hooked him up on the chance at an IT spot. So he had taken a little extra time to clean up. He headed across the parking lot from his truck looking at his phone to make sure this was the place. From the name on his phone he had half expected to find out it was some kind of movie set. It had to be a mistake who named their kid Krystal Flake.. it screamed stripper or porn star... but hey a job was a job. David came to the door and checked his reflection in the surface before pushing his way in for a look around for a receptionist. –d
KrystalFlake: "I love a good torture session. You know put them on the rack and all. Maybe a little french tickler actions." Okay she couldn't help the French tickler comment because well Alex was French! Smiling at Bren. "Good to see you as well. They been keeping you busy out front?" Krystal didn't keep any kinds of hours so when and where she would turn up was very random. None of them needed the chime that was installed on the door after the last unwellcome visitor to know that someone was at the door, but it certainly helped didn't it? "Company's calling." [d]
Alex Vipond: "And people call me a perv." One little episode in Italy and doorways are never looked at in the same way again. Or the ladies room at the pool hall. Or... Okay does McDonald's actually count? He shook his head. : "And no, I was not circumsised with pinking sheers."
KrystalFlake: "Aren't you a little old to have been circumcised at all?" She grinned and turned around on her heel. "I have a guy that's coming in for IT work. This might be him." She she headed out of the back out toward the reception area as Bren grabbed a call coming in on her cell phone. Black heels didn't make much noise as she headed out front. Her black skinny jeans looked poured on and she was wearing a nice sensible scoop neck blouse in dark blue that was sleeveless. "Hello there." [d]
ChildoftheMoiria: David pulled his ball cap off half forgetting it was there. The action was more one beaten into him by several of his commanding officers. He still had that just out of the army look about him. He adjusted the leather backpack style laptop case on his back. David glanced around for a moment not really wanting to push further into the building so he called out or started to when someone came from behind a door. "Um Hello, I'm David Moore.. I'm looking for..." David paused to look at his phone. "Krystal Flake.." This better not be a joke or he was going to kill his buddy. –d
DvIsBane: Sol did one of those rare things that usually wasn't her style and just showed up in Alex's office, settled happily like she belonged in the chair. Ballet slippers tucked to upwards as did those limbs, long black locks curled around the cherubic face. Quietness seemed to be the mood of the moment so she'd go with that, not even bothering to hum the odd little tune she always carried. The dress matched the black slippers, but thankfully today didn't hold remains of being charred or burned in any way -e-
InkedPr1ncess: Bren's call was from the restaurant she had hired to cater the party and once that was all straightened out, she went over to be nost and see who the new guest was. Cute, definitely military, and quick she figured out that it was somebody that Krystal had hired. Nod to Alex and Krystal, and then she introduced herself to the man as well before she kind of just faded back a little bit. :::
Alex Vipond: Following Krystal from the studio to the front, Bren's nod was returned and he took a sip of his water. "So you're the IT guy? Cool." He nodded, then gestured to Krystal. She was the one ramrodding that show, so, he left it to her. If she needed his input, she'd let him know. "Anything you guys need from me..." He glanced toward his office, then looked back to the others and smiled. This could be sticky.
KrystalFlake: Krystal gave him the once over with those blue eyes. This was the IT guy? Okay so it was bad to judge a book by its cover, but she was expecting a nerd with glasses and kind of scrawny when her guy had said that he was sending a military guy fresh out. "That would be me.. I was expecting ... Well, never mind. Come on in. David this is Alex." She motioned to the man that walked up behind her. "And Bren..." Where did she.. oh yes there she was and Krystal pointed to her. "AMV is Alex's studio and Bren works here up front. This would be where you are working." You know if she decided he was right for the job. [d]
ChildoftheMoiria: Despite the arrival of summer David was wearing gloves as usual. jeans and a nice polo shirt paired with a nice pair of cocorians polished to a high shine at the toe cap. As the fact that this was indeed a solid lead became appearant David allowed an easy grin to curl his lips. "A pleasure to meet you ma'am." He offered to the woman introduced herself. Well after he stepped out of the way of the woman in the slippers entering. The man entering turned his focus for a moment. The question had him laughing. "Well I hope to be the IT guy. I don't like to count my chickens to quick." For the life of him David was sure he should know the face. But well he was drawing a blank. He let it go though. Krystal speaking though ment most of his focus was on her. The mention of expectations had him laughing. "Looking for more the glasses and pocket protector look?" David laughed as he asked the question and shouldered off the computer backpack. Flipping open the main pouch he drew out a slim binder and offered it out. "This may be of help." He offered the resume out to Krystal as he went on. "If you like I can try and find some glasses and hundred mile an hour tape for them." –d
DvIsBane: Those golden orbs drifted about the office, taking everything in right down to the smallest detail, already nails moving to fidget with the fabric of the cushioning beneath her. Brows knit together. Oh she knew others were there and was almost equally sure her presence had been noted by one or two. Shifting a bit she bent down as Thump came bounding up. A scritch behind his ear before she slithered off the chair and started to move along the corners of the office, that head canting to the side a moment before readjusting. " Hmmm Maybe I get why he likes you so much. " Muttered.. " Shhh don't tell anyone I said I liked you. It would ruin my image. " Talking to cats would also make her seem crazy, but hey that was allowed at times. -e-
InkedPr1ncess: "Ma'am? Krystal, we have to keep him just because he's so polite." That was a nice addition, not enough guys in the world that were like that. She went back over to the desk and had to answer a couple of emails but she would be close by in case she was needed for anything. Though she did go back to singing along with a song, even if it was a Manson song. "Oh, Krystal...you coming Saturday?" she asked quick, not wanting to interrupt them. :::
KrystalFlake: She plucked the resume from his hand and waved her own to dismiss the comment about the glasses and pocket protectors. Smiling she glanced over at Bren with a soft laugh. "Okay, but we don't know if he's house broken. You volunteering?" Okay she was just on a roll with the species and nationality jokes! Subtle but hey she couldn't help if it was perfectly set up to slip it in. She looked down at the paper in her hand to give it a once over. Not something she had to spend a lot of time doing since the person recommending him was someone she trusted not to send her a moron. Walking over to the desk she slid the resume over to Bren so she could file it somewhere. It did have all his personal information on it. Wouldn't want to misplace that right? "I had indeed planned on it." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Eh, masking tape, or electrical tape will work. Maybe a paperclip to hold the bow in place on one side." Smirking, Alex let the brainy people handle the IT crap. And why is talking to a cat crazy? Or a dog for that matter. "Well, I'll let you guys get to it, I think I have something in my office that need to be ... checked on..." he nodded and smiled to them each, hand offered out to David. "She may bite, but her bark is... okay so don't let her bite..." Kidding?
ChildoftheMoiria: He had typed it and so knew it was all there. Well all that he ever offered to the general public anyway. Including the fact that as far as the Army thought he was suffering from a rather sevier case of PTSD. The comment from Bren had his head shaking and that grin staying in place. He was not sure what or how to respond to the comment though so he just kept silent. His eyes turned from one to the other. As Alex stepped forward and offered his hand though there was a slight hesitation. David looked at the hand for a moment before reaching out to shake hands with him. "I don't let people bite me if we are not dating." He took the comment for a joke. He kept the hand shake just brief enough to not be rude. "I do have some questions of my own for Mz Flake..." -d
KrystalFlake: Krystal knew someone or something was in his office, but she didn't make any indication that she knew what that was. It was just easier not to ask questions in front of the new people right? "What questions do you have?" She had some of her own, but since he said he had some might as well answer his before she asked her own. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex returned the grip in kind and then made as casual a retreat to his office as he could. When he stepped into the room, he closed the door, gaze going to Solai. "You really could use a phone, you know."
ChildoftheMoiria: It would have been silly to take a job without knowing what exactly the job was. He had seen more than one person in either jump to fast into a job or get volintold they would take a duty. "Just wondering what exactly it is you need. Just general IT, program development, building systems?" There was very little he could not make happen when it came to computer systems. "I just don't like to agree to something blind. I want to make sure I can do what it is you need done." –d
DvIsBane: "I could also plod off in your head and be all Alex gotta talk to you and that could get real messy considering your affections for your wife now wouldn't it?" Brow arched, quipping right back at him. Releasing Thump from the comfy hold she had on him she'd cross her arms beneath her chest. " Plus I don't own a phone.. I tend to not agree with them. " -e-
KrystalFlake: She motioned to the couch in the reception area and took a seat herself before answering his question. "We are looking for someone to maintain the server for the computer system that's tied to the security. We have an offsite right now, but looking for something more in house for when issues come up. That and general IT stuff here around the office. My guy doesn't really much like being on call and that's what this job is all about." Legs crossed and she draped an arm along the back of the couch glancing to him. "So it's a rather cush job most of the time. I'd also like to insure that Alex's work is secure. He's a musician and some people will pay good money to steal work and release it for free." [d]
Alex Vipond: Picking Thumpy up, Alex dropped into his chair and turned to look at her. "So what it is you want, hm?" As for her getting into his head, Castiel had pretty much taken care of anything of that nature and it had hurt only slightly less than the gut raping he'd gotten.
DvIsBane: Well that would piss Sol off if she ever tried, but thankfully she wasn't planning on it anytime soon. Flopping down in the chair she had previously vacated she'd turn those hues fully to the male of the hour. " It's actually a rather delicate matter in which has nothing to do with you... Just a teeny-tiny favor.. Of course you'd get to take up that favor anytime you need too. " Looking up at the ceiling she'd perch there.. Proverbially thumb rolling -e-
ChildoftheMoiria: DAvid moved with Krystal taking a seat on the other side of the couch. He lowered down and listened without much reaction as he procerssed what was being said. A nod of his head given at the end. Countering most hackers is not a problem with the right protocols and programs. As to being on call I have no problem with that at all." –d
Alex Vipond: "You." He regarded her for a long moment before continuing. "Need a favor, from me." Yes, he was trying to wrap his mind around that. "And just what could I possibly do for you?"
KrystalFlake: "Well that works because who knows what time of day you'd be needed. I know there is school and job experience on there, but please tell me why exactly you got out of the Army." Well she could have dug on her own, but she would rather here the story straight from the horses mouth. There was something notquite what he seemed on the surface about him, but she wasn't going to pick at it right now. [d]
DvIsBane: Sighing Sol lifted herself from the seat, bending down she'd pull a small file from beneath the chair. No it hadn't been there, but given who Sol was that was not uncommon. Moving to his desk she settled it on there delicately. The golden inscription on the front glowing a moment as her hand passed over it before it was ledgable to him. " I need your help finding someone I have lost... Well not lost. She became a case of mine about oh three days ago and now for some unknown reason she's on the run. " Small shrug. " Unless she goes to die, I'm not the best tracker in the world. Especially not with this type of situation. " -e-
ChildoftheMoiria: "Well the Army never asked if I wanted to be up at two in the morning either." David offered up with a shake of his head and a grin. The question had been one he was expecting. "I was caught by an IED in the field. The Amry doc's say I have PTSD. It made me unfit in thier estinmaiton for duty as a combat engineer." He would feed her the line as it appeared. He was not into telling people about the things he could do. It was one of the big no no things drilled into him by his aunt... never tell. –d
Alex Vipond: Taking the file, Alex flipped it open and read what was before him, then looked back at Solai. "And? I still don't see how this has any bearing on me, or more to the point, how I have any bearing on it," he looked at the file again, then back at her. "I'm a musician. Mu Si shun. I am not a PI, or a social worker."
KrystalFlake: Her lips pursed thoughtfully as she nodded her head. "Such is the price to be paid for war, eh?" She didn't know much about military warefare, but she was pretty up on the personal aspect of being caught in any kind of crossfire. It wasn't a pleasant thing. Especially in the pretunatural community. It was a lot of shit that people couldn't explain that could go wrong at any moment and without any bullets being fired. "Do you think it is going to interfere with your work? I mean if the military doesn't think you are fit for duty I want to be sure that you are okay here in an office with a bunch of rowdy musicians and beautiful receptionist." Not that Bren couldn't handle her own by any means. [d] KrystalFlake: Alex, Alex Band.. double O negative.
DvIsBane: " Yes you are or so I'm told. I really must listen to your music at some point. I didn't say You personally had to find her. Lord knows I would never think to have you do that considering that she would be scared as it were. No, you may not be able to find her, but then again you do know more people than I do. I can't just approach her. She'd jet again... No I have to find her before that date and I have to do so in a quiet civilized manner.. " Moving back to the seat, she'd send those orbs around again. " So yes I'm asking you to help, just through connections though.. I'm sure she'd probably run from you too. Don't get me wrong here most would be all snuggly googly over you Alex, but she'd probably spaz, freak, run, or worse. It's like a ticking time bomb waiting to go off..." -e-
ChildoftheMoiria: Yet another question he was ready to deal with because he expected it to come up. "Well there are no explosives to be dealt with here. I was unfit for bomb disposal, blowing bridges and the like. Here the worst I am likely to face is a hacker..." It was a far cry from having to handle IEDs. "I would like to provide my own keyboard and mouse. I have a few quirks like that now.. I don't like to use the personal effects of other people." That much was also the truth and bordering on the edge of his real issue. He was shielding like a mofo at the moment. The gloves of course helped. "If you would rather I could give you the cash and let you pick up a new keyboard and mouse.. you know if I get the job." -d
Alex Vipond: "I can keep an eye out for her, but I'm not making any promises." he shrugged. "Is that all you needed?" He went back to petting Thumpy, coming up with a handful of hair as he stroked his palm down the cat's back. Looking at him, he lifted a brow. "Dude, seriously? Do I have to take you to a groomer?"
KrystalFlake: Ha! The worse he might have to face is a hacker. Don't laugh over there Bren as it was Krystal was smiling cryptically. "Yes, that is about the worst you would have to face in your job." In his job, not necessarily in this place. Of course drunk and rowdy musicians or the occassional crazy fan girl that came through might be another story. Not to mention the lions, tigers and bears.. Ooooh My. The personal effects thing did have her raising a brow and looking at his hands a moment before drawing her blue eyes up to his face. "I have no issue with that." Sometimes those computer guys were a little strange. "No worries. If Alex cares whether or not you need a new keyboard I am sure he'd be happy to see one purchased for you. Honestly it isn't a big deal." [d]
DvIsBane: "Well of course it is, plus I came here to get away. It's quiet here not a lot of noise. I don't always come with forboding news on my mind. " Blinking she peered over at the hair and wrinkled her nose. " Is that normal? " Sniffing in that general direction she shook her head. And to think she had just begun to like the cat. -e-
Alex Vipond: "Quiet. Here..." He looked around and well yes, at the moment, it was, but generally... not so much. "You just happened to catch us on an off moment."
DvIsBane: "Different kind of quiet Alex.. " She chuckled though, rolling her shoulders. " It's not like I run out into the open and scare off your friends.. I actually popped in rather slueth like if I do say so myself. " -e-
ChildoftheMoiria: Yeah it was a wierd request. Computer nerds were a wierd breed. Add to that his background and it could be explained away. David knew because he had used that excuse many times before. He noted Krystal Heck he was not really sure Alex was not just some cat with money and delusions of being a rock star. As to the lions, tigers and bears... well he had only met one or two others like him... small towns were kind of sparce when it came to.. well different people. –d
KrystalFlake: "I'll make sure to get you set up and give you a call to come in and show me what you've got. Wasn't sure it would work out tonight, but until then." Krystal stood up from where she was sitting on the couch and offered a hand out to him. There was no skin on skin contact so he wasn't going to get the warm fuzzy goodness of Krystal or the dark dangerous side either. It was probably good he had gloves on to shake hands with people like her or even Alex. Talk about bodies in the closet... skeletons. Whatever. "So in the next couple of days just expect to hear from me about when you start." [d]
Alex Vipond: Yeah well that three degree drop in body temp didn't sound like much... until you realize that at 95 degrees, hypothermia sets in. Then again, some folks just ran naturally cold and would be downright feverish at 98.6. "No, you did not and for that, I thank you." He nodded to Solai.
DvIsBane: "Oh you're welcome. I really don't want to make your life hell Alex and I really do mean this place has become a haven for me.. Still I came with a bag and it ended up in a different room. I will be a perfect young lady and go find find it.. Then I need to go dog shopping. It's that or a cat, and your cat just lost hair so dog it is.. The powers that be have set me up with a house which is so weird. " Shaking her head she just sighed. " Means I'll be here a minute I suppose. Go rejoin your friends. I'll be good promise!... " Well as good as Sol ever was. Slipping to the door she was out of it, that pixie like female slinking along the wall. Sol just had that aura about her that made : some folks skin crawl and others? They just accepted it. Now where to look for that weird little bag of hers that always seemed bottomless. -e-
ChildoftheMoiria: David lifted up to his feet just as Kystal took to hers. There was that pause again when the hand was offered. He took it after doing what he could to make sure. The gloves were not always proof enough. "I look forward to your call then. I will bring out my lap top next time and show you come of the counter programs I have in the works." He kept the hand shake brief. "Thank you for your time Mz. Flake, Bren ma'am it was a pleasure. Please tell Mr. Alex I said the same..." The fairwells given David shouldered his bag and headed for the door. Things were looking up.... it was time for a cup of coffee!
KrystalFlake: While Alex was busy in his office Krystal gave a wave to Bren. "See you later." And she was heading out to go prowl or something. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alrighty then. Alex watched her slip out, then looked at Thumpy. "And aren't you the flibberty jibbet, hitting up everyone and anyone for pets." He rose and dusted his hands off on the ass of his jeans. "See if I crack open a can of tuna for your ass tonight."
DvIsBane: "Oh there it is!" Talking about her bag of course, switching out the death by beauty bit for jeans, tank, and sneakers she'd stuff her clothes back in the bag, rewrap her hands and turn leaving the bag to poof away again. " Alex I'm going animal shopping... Do you want to come or shall I try this feat on my own?" This asked as she danced back towards the front of the Recording studio. Really she looked actually excited.. It was then though that all was for not. Something slammed into her gut, the ringing growing loud. Her clothing she had just taken off rematerializing moments before she was gone, just gone... -e-
Alex Vipond: "Actually, I've got to get home, but good luck on finding an animal." he nodded and smiled, then with everyone leaving for the day, started locking up.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 21, 2013 13:07:43 GMT -8
InkedPr1ncess: Bren had been at the studio a little while but she had been working herself and she knew that Alex would be working and didn't want to interrupt him. But after a while it felt safe enoough to go back, especially with the little bundle she had in her arms. A furry golden ball that she held up and made him wave a paw at Alex. Luckily he wasn't in a barking mood, she'd wantd to bring hm to meet Alex since he was well behaved already. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex stood in the control room, listening as the overdubs were being recorded in the studio, the puppy being waved at him earned a broad smile and Alex stepped back and over to Bren. One hand lifted and scratched at puppy ears and then he gestured for the next room. Less likelihood of interrupting the process that way. Once they were out of the control room Alex asked, "What'd you name him?" Presuming it was a him and not a her.
Untainted Alibis: Every moment counted in a life, though for the life of her Lyric was not sure where she was going or why she had gotten to where she was, from where she had come from. Looking behind her, those cataclysmic blues drifted over the entrance to AMV once more, she needed a job perhaps, or maybe it was refuge for just a few moments that she sought, but booted feet took her inwards. Only far enough to lean against a wall and breathe. Days now, no more like a week maybe someone had been following her, she just didn't get it. Heart beat accelerated, not bothering to catalogue her surroundings. -e-
InkedPr1ncess: "I didn't want to interrupt you guys. I took a little break and I wanted to show him to you. His name is Jericho." The puppy was quiet, like he knew he was in a place not to make a lot of noise. And he hadn't even been underfoot with her, he behaved. He sniffed at Alex and then nose nudged his hand for another petting. "He's the best already." :::
Alex Vipond: "He definitely seems it." Alex paused, and looked toward the front. No, he couldnt' see through walls, but he could hear, even over the noise of the drums in the studio, the sound of a hearbeat in the front reception area. "We have company."
Untainted Alibis: The cool felt good, finally eyes drifted open, widening a little as she took it all in. Okay perhaps coming to a recording studio wasn't the best place to rest. Shifting a bit she'd drift a little further to the corner.. A hand moving to flick at the mop atop her head of onyx curls. " Damnit Lyric.. " Muttered -e-
InkedPr1ncess: "All right, let's go see then," she said finally, holding the puppy up on her shoulder and he was resting his head there just staring at Alex. When they got back out to the reception arean, she saw the girl standing there, looking a little lost...or was it confused? "Can we help you?" she asked, friendly enough but keeping some distance. That one couldn't possibly be human, could she? :::
Untainted Alibis: Her heart picked up the tempo of a beat, lashes fluttering as she looked at the woman and the... puppy. " Um... " Biting her bottom lip she looked back at the door. It would probably be for the best, but she was just so very tired of running. " Well.. I don't know.. I just needed a place to gather my thoughts a moment. I'm sorry.. I don't even know where I am. " About in tears? Nah she wasn't, she was just a human girl freakin scared out of her mind because things that went bump in the night and day decided she didn't need sleep and they were herding her.. -e-
Alex Vipond: Alex moved to the front, giving the pup one last scratch behind the ears before he regarded the girl who had come in. He pulled his phone and rolled through his menu, checking his app, before he looked back at the girl, and waited for her response. "Is there someone we can call for you?"
InkedPr1ncess: "You don't know where you are? Maybe you should sit down. Rest for a minute. We can call someone for you if you want." She gave Alex a confused look and then went over closer to the desk. She hadn't had a situation like this in a while and she wasn't quite sure how to handle it. She was wrong about the non-human part but the girl seemed very lost. :::
Untainted Alibis: "I don't have anyone to call that I'm aware of. I know my name.. That's about it. " She sat down in a chair, the movement stirring the air around her. Something nagged at the back of her thoughts, lashes fluttering again as she sent those blues to Alex and then back to Bren, it was that movement that had something in her stirring, waking, an alarm bell going off as she skittered to standing again. " But look I'm sorry to bust in like this. I've had my rest. " A smile as fake as could be plastering to her face, showing off pearly whites and she was turning heading for the door. -e-
Alex Vipond: "If you're in trouble we can have a squad car come around and help you." Though she seemed loathe for that. "Or not...."
InkedPr1ncess: Bren looked to Alex and held up a hand like, what the hell are we supposed to do here? She had looked at them both like they were on fire, but they weren't the ones that were going to hurt her. "Uh...okay. You sure you don't want us to call the police? They could probably help you." :::
Untainted Alibis: " The police? " She paused, frowning a little. Looking back at Alex like he was the devil for only a moment before turning to look at Bren. She looked safe. " Sure. The police.. I could use the police. " -e-
Alex Vipond: "Police it is." he nodded and dialed, listening as the call went through. It wasn't an emergency, or at least it wasn't life and death, not at this point, so he didn't call 911, he simply called Seattle PD. Yes, he : knew the number. One didn't have cop friends and not know the number to the precinct. When the call was picked up, he gave his name and address, and explained the situation. Once informed that a cruiser would be sent out, he thanked them and hit end.
Solai: Sol shifted into Alex's office, those golden hues sparkling with trouble as she peered around. The ballet slippers and black dress were back, it would make one think she owned nary another outfit, but it was just the get-up she had to wear.. Nostrils flaired, ah yes the little rabbit so to speak was here.. Silently she settled in a chair, giving it a moment. Why? Because it was funny to even think it would be that easy and if she went out there right now she'd lose what she sought. -e-
InkedPr1ncess: The look in the girl's eyes, towards Alex, was just a little baffling. There was nothing wrong with him, she didn't think. She was glad that he had called the police, she didn't sense any harm from the girl, but he probably didn't need any unwanted attention. "I..uh, got a few emails for you to check later, Alex," she said finally, looking to him. :::
Untainted Alibis: Lyric moved back to the seat she had vacated. The police, these people had called the cops. They couldn't be bad. Her inner alarms were probably just off. Closing her eyes, settling her bag beside her, she'd let her heart beat slow, rest.. Yes she needed rest. -e-
Alex Vipond: "Okay." Alex nodded to Bren and then looked back at the girl. What ever her issue was, he hoped it was remedied. Elsewhere. He couldn't afford any undue attention and he had paparazzi up his ass now as it was. Frankly he was amazed he and Meghan hadn't been caught on camera as of yet. It was only a matter of time.
Solai: "Oh I know he didn't do what I think he did.. " She huffed as she heard the telling sound of the police cruisers.. "Fuck my luck. " Darting from the room she drifted down the hall on silent slippers. Noone bothered to notice Sol anymore, she seemed to be a semi-perminent fixture. " Alex. " Was hissed between clenched teeth considering the girl was asleep, or atleast she looked it. " Did you seriously call the cops?!" Eyes were livid, but hell why not right?
InkedPr1ncess: Awkward silence? Just a little. And it wasn't like either one of them could really leave the area with the girl there. Not until the police came by anyway. Then another one popped up out of nowhere and she definitely got Bren's attention. "Uh...whoever you are, yeah he did. This is his studio, you know." It was just too weird, people coming up out of nowhere, especially one who was getting an attitude with alex. :::
Alex Vipond: Brow rose as Sol came forward, and he turned to look at her. "And why the hell shouldn't I?" He turned and hopped up onto the counter, legs swinging free as he regarded her. "I don't know what your fucking issue is, but I am not your trained monkey and it's about fucking time you realized that."
Solai: "Sorry Alex no you aren't my trained monkey.. I have had a time tracking her down and if she tells the cops anything at all.. Well they will put her somewhere I can't get to her. " She sighed, this was a muddled mess. " Nevermind...” Sol sighed and just poofed, yes poofed from sight. It was about time she got this girl under control. This was ridiculous. -e-
Untainted Alibis: "You said you were calling the cops, she is not the cops. " Lyric ran with the same energy she had before, grabbing up her backpack and darting out the door InkedPr1ncess: "You don't get to just come into somebody's business and get that kind of attitude. If you want somebody taken care of, do it yourself. Don't expect him to do it." She took Jericho and put him back on the floor so he could move around but he sensed something about the girl in black and he went over and crawled under Bren's desk/ :::
Alex Vipond: That brow was soon joined by its mate as both now shot skyward and he looked at Bren. "Seriously, I think I need to start warding this place with sigils to keep out the ...." he lifted a hand and waved it upward, Castiel could just fucking call him on his cell.
InkedPr1ncess: "What the hell was that all about? Who is she? She apparently knows the confused girl." She couldn't help laughing a little bit at how absurd that whole scene was and how Alex seemed to be an attractant for the oddballs. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex shook his head. "Apparently she's been looking for the girl. Don't know why, don't want to know. But she wanted my help in finding her. I told her I wasn't making promises. I got enough shit going on, I don't need to add to it."
InkedPr1ncess: "Well, she found her and now she can take care of it, right? You definitely do not need another level of stress. Don't you have enough already?" Maybe they had scared her off, who knew? After Bren seeing her for only a moment or two she knew it was no wonder why Alex didn't want to help her. :::
Alex Vipond: "It's between the two of them now. My hands are washed of it. I didn't make any promises to begin with so...." He shrugged. "She can deal with it." Alex was not going to get in the middle of affairs that had nothing to do with him.
InkedPr1ncess: "Better safe than sorry, she seems a little out there. Alex is Alex, not a trained monkey." Then she started laughing when she sat down at her desk and pulled the puppy out from underneath who yapped a couple times and sat on her lap to watch Alex.
Alex Vipond: "Yes, I do not flip switches on command. I don't know, she just ... is nothing at all like anything I have experienced, and frankly I don't trust her." Castiel, yes, he trusted. Why he wasn't sure, but Castiel's demeanor more or less commands it. He gives what he gets. Or gets what he gives.... Alex scowled, then leaned over to reach for and scratch puppy ears. "Hey there, Jer..." Face it, Jericho was just too much of a mouthful.
InkedPr1ncess: "Hmm, onto bigger and better things, she's like a ghost in the wind now. If she creeps up on us again, I'm gonna shift and tear her a new asshole." The puppy liked his shortened name and he reached out and nudged Alex one more time before he curled up. :::
Alex Vipond: "Well, if she does happen to show up again, I'll let Cas know and he can deal with her. He did not seem overly pleased with her interference the last time the two were in the same room. I can't imagine he would have become enamored of it since."
InkedPr1ncess: "Maybe he can take care of the problem. Ugh." There were more important things to worry about after all, right? Like what she was actually there and getting paid for. "You guys got some more to do today? Maybe now you can focus on music. Oh yeah, canopy is all set up for you guys." :::
Alex Vipond: Sadly, about that time, the cruiser showed up. Alex gave Bren the one minute gesture as he hopped off the counter, and stepped out to give his statement. Which wasn't much. Strange girl wandered in, looking ragged, got spooked and took off down the street. Alex described her, as best he could and the officers said they'd patrol the neighborhood a bit more often to see if they could find her. Once they parted ways, Alex headed back inside. "Well, they'll step up patrols for a few days and if they see her, they'll try and find out what her damage is."
InkedPr1ncess: "Loads of people are having damage these days, aren't they? I'm glad all the nightmares are gone for me, for the most part. Be nice to just exist now and not have to worry about being caught in a freakshow." It was a hundred times better now, all around. :::
Alex Vipond: "Well to answer your earlier question yes, we got some more work to do. Overdubs, and then we can knock off for the day." He popped a fresh stick of gum into his mouth and then offered the pack out to Bren.
InkedPr1ncess: Gratefully she took the stick of gum, but the curious puppy was not going to get any of it, even as hard as he was sniffing. Tasty flavor and she gave him a thumbs up, putting the pup on the floor so she could see if she had anything last minute to check. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex couldn’t' resist one last scratch of ears before he headed back for the studio. They had to lay down the orchestra tracks which they'd start on next week, and would be done at a different studio. They simply did not have the space needed for such here. Alex stood behind Pete at the control board as Arms was laying down his overdubs.
InkedPr1ncess: It was an awesome environment to be in, getting to hear old, and new, music and she was learning a lot more than she would have expected to. She was all ready to go by the time that the guys were done, sitting on the floor with a ball rolling it back and forth for the pup. Who was having a lot more fun than even she was. :::
Alex Vipond: It was a process. Sometimes it was long and grueling, but it was always worth the effort. There was nothing Alex would rather be doing. Well... professionally. Once they'd wrapped, and everyone scattered like roaches when the lights came on, Alex headed back out front, sliding into his jacket as he went. He paused to watch the game of ball, then looked at Bren. "We're ready to make like a tree."
InkedPr1ncess: Bren didn't wear a jacket, not that she often did, but with her running as warm as she did she didn't often need one. "All right you, come on, let's go home." Scooping up the puppy who was still trying to hold onto the ball, she gave Alex a fist bump and grabbed up her bag. :::
Alex Vipond: The gesture was returned and as everyone filed out, Alex, the last to leave, set the alarm and locked the door. "So we're all set for the party. When do you want us there to set up?" Because it wouldn't do anyone any good to set up after the party starts.
InkedPr1ncess: "Why don't you guys come about 5:00 or so? party starts at 6 but I don't know how long it will take you guys." They walked out together and she opened the door and put the puppy in before she gave Alex a wave, "I emailed you directions, it's not hard to find. See you tomorrow then." Big enthusiastic wave, she could be silly after all. :::
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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 29, 2013 3:34:34 GMT -8
KrystalFlake: Krystal had gotten the strangest voicemail earlier and they had yet to return it. Mostly cause it was somewhere between TMI and just weird in general. She would call back when she had a better answer to give them guy about everything that he was asking/telling her about. She knew David was doing a good job at the studio or she wouldn't have offered him more work, but she was just going to check up on things herself. After parking theJeep out front she headed on inside. She hadn't really been looking to see if the Benz was out front, but if Alex was there or anyone else she'd know it shortly after she came in and even if there wasn't anyone of the supernatural variety there the chime of the front door would let someone know she was there. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex was working with Paul on the mixing, or rather, keeping Paul company while he did the mixing, but when the door opened and sent his phone to vibrating, Alex rose, moving toward the front. Normally he would have pulled his phone to check the view and see who it was, but Krystal was rather distinctive. "What brings you to work on a Friday night? I figured you'd be out partying."
KrystalFlake: She smiled and shook her head. "No, I party less than people assume if I'm not hungry." Which to Alex probably made more sense than people who didn't know what she was. "Just wanted to see how things were working out with David. Yes, I came to check up on his work. You know like a responsible supervisor." Her hand slid through her hair to get it out of her face for a moment. "What are you doing here so late?" [d]
Alex Vipond: "Haven't even noticed he was here." Alex nodded. That was as much a compliment to David's ability to not get in the way as it was the fact that they were busy. "Trying to get the finishing touches on the album. Meghan and I decided a vacation was in order. A week, maybe two, in Australia. Haven't been in years and Meghan's never been so...." He nodded.
KrystalFlake: "Hey nothing wrong with getting away for a little while." She walked down the hall to the room with the main computer for the system and unlocked the door. Flipping on the light and sliding into the chair so that she could take a look at what he had been up to. Krystal wasn't a computer guru, but she knew the systems that she installed. "What brought up Australia?" [d]
Alex Vipond: "Well, it's exotic and not war torn." he nodded. "I basically started rattling off destinations and her eyes lit up at that one." Alex paused, a speculative look crossing his face. "Probably has something to do with Alex Vipond: the accents to be found there." He smirked. "Hey, I admit, I stalk Natalie Tran on YouTube."
KrystalFlake: "Women are suckers for accents." She logged into the computer and started looking around at what was on there. "Not to mention they have pretty amazing beaches and lifeguards to die for. Maybe you'll enjoy the sights as well." Hey there were some nice looking people with decent teeth that came out of Australia. English the teeth were a hit and miss mostly miss you know. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Never considered the teeth of an Austrailian." He did now though, and one brow rose. "huh. Now I'm going to be looking people in the mouth, and they're going to think I'm the weirdest fucking rude American ever." He nodded. Because you know, Europeans generally thought of Americans as rude. Which, considering the French.... Hello..... Not that Australians were European but in general.
ChildoftheMoiria: Ipod going and a slice of pizza in hand David was heading across the parking lot from his truck. He finished the slice in a few bites and began to draw out his keys. He had started to work at the apartment only to realize he needed a file from the closet.. er office. David was humming along to the choris of Cruising as he came through the front door. Locking it behind him he turned. He had noticed the cars in the parking lot so called out. "It's just David... of course if they were in the studio it was not likely they would hear him.-d
KrystalFlake: Probably most people from other countries thought Americans as rude and uncultures. Not entirely incorrect sadly. Krystal was in the closet office and Alex was just outside of it. She heard the chime go off when the door opened and closed and she put her feelers out before flipping the camera on the door up. "I think it's wonderful that people are going to find you staring in their mouths weird." Actually could someone get that on film please. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I can see the headlines now. American Singer/Songwriter, Arrested. Charges Pending for Accosting Teeth." He smirked and looked toward the front as David called out. "Come on back, Just David!" had to, it was hanging there.
ChildoftheMoiria: Hearing no reply David headed for the closet office. He pulled the ear buds out and slipped them into his pocket. He turned the corner only to find Alex standing outside the office. "Hey, Something go wrong with the system?" He was already pulling out his phone to make sure he had not missed a call or text telling him to hall ass for the studio. –d
Alex Vipond: "No, we're just coming out of the closet." badum, bum. Yes, folks, he's here all week. "She's a workaholic, that's all." Pot, Kettle.
KrystalFlake: Krystal turned around in the chair just as she was closing out windows. "Yep it's ruined you're fired. He said so." She pointed at Alex and leaned back in the chair crossing her legs and lacing her fingers over her stomach. "Misery love company." [d]
ChildoftheMoiria: Alex looked between the two with the conflicting answers. Nothing like the look of nervious confusion on a person's face. "Um.. ok it's just me maybe but I can't tell if either of you are joking." A little flustered David yup. In the end he rolled his shoulders. "I hope you are kidding me.. if not can you tell me what I fucked up?" –d
Alex Vipond: "It's a dry humor. Trust me, you'll get used to it." he nodded. Sliding his phone back into his hip pocket, he resumed his lean against the closet doorframe. "Well for one, you didn't bring coffee. Oh, wait. That was my job..." He looked between them. "Sorry."
KrystalFlake: Dry humor was the top on their list, but probably the same reason that Krystal at times turned a joke into something serious. "He's a horrible gal Friday. I'd fire him, but he owns the place." Shrugging her shoulder she got up from the chair and motioned to David. "It's all your's. I was just coming to check up on it while I was out and about." Yeah what the hell normal person was just out and about on a Friday night? [d]
Alex Vipond: "And my knees are entirely too boney for a skirt." he nodded. "Frankly, I don't know why she puts up with me."
KrystalFlake: "He's pretty so that helps." Just sayin'.
Alex Vipond: "It's the hair."
ChildoftheMoiria: Hey it could happen that he screwed up without realizing it. It was very unlikely but still in the realm of possability. David slipped his phone back into his pocket "He owns the place and your my boss.. I guess that makes me the office bitch. You two really want coffee I can go fire up the pot." A glance at Alex. "It's the rock star thing.. people dig rock stars." –d
Alex Vipond: "I thought for a moment we were going to get mobbed in the mall last night. Tourists..." Shrugging, he then shook his head. "As for the coffee, I'm good unless you guys want some." KrystalFlake: "Actually with Alex it's more how he smells. It's kind of tasty." She slid past the two so David could get in on the computer and took up a lean on the opposite side of the door. Tasty? Yeah well you couldn't smell him the way she could so David would probably just assume it was colgne or something. "No I would like to sleep tonight so no thanks." Not that caffine was all that much of a pick me up, she could drink a pot and pass out. "Must be hard being famous and pretty." [d]
ChildoftheMoiria: "The skirt thing worked for the guy who sings for REM." David offered back as he slipped forward past the two of them. He reached and grabbed the file folder he needed. Nope he did not question why Krystal was working on a Friday night. He was doing the same thing after all. David glanced back with a laugh at the tasty comment. "What colgne do you use Alex?" Yup his brain jumpted to the logical explination of things. –d
Alex Vipond: "It's better than the alternative. I could look like Steven Tyler." You know if he did drugs every day for the next century. He paused and looked at David, and after a momentary struggled for a competent answer, he finally shrugged. "Some stuff Meghan buys me. Kind of ... musky."
KrystalFlake: Good save, good save Alex. Really smooth. Of course most guys probably couldn't name the shampoo that their wife had in the shower other than to say it's not that fruity shit she uses in her hair. "I happen to like mr fish lips Tyler." Nope no lie she couldn't explain it. Maybe he was an inccubus? [d]
Alex Vipond: Would explain the lips by Hoover.
ChildoftheMoiria: David laughed and shook his head. "Typical married guy answer." David could not help himself he booted up the computer again and waited for the windows os to pull up. He felt the need to check everything over again. "Oh hey with both of you here.. when was the last time this place was swept for listening devices. I know you guys said you get fan girls and such in here from time to time."-d
KrystalFlake: Stalking would reach a whole new level with bugs, but that could be more of a reporter issue. Food for thought there. "Probably when I did the initial set up a few weeks back." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Um...." he looked at Krystal for that one, because frankly he was clueless. "That would just be weird. I mean I know I've had fans do some crazy shit but you think they'd really bug the place?"
KrystalFlake: "They might not but other acts and reporters might. Never know." She shrugged and put a hand up to her mouth to cover a yawn as it slipped past. "I have some equipment at the house you can use David. I'll bring it by in the morning but until then I think I'm going to head out. You two stay out of trouble." She wagged a winger at each of them in turn. [d]
ChildoftheMoiria: Well the planting of a bug could be for any number of reasons. David looked between the two but it was the quesiton by Alex that he commented to. "Maybe not a real fan. But someone pretending to be looking for dirt on you. I know in thier place I would try and get someone to put a bug any place you where at for long periods of time on a regular basis.The chances are you won't find anything.. but well. " –d
KrystalFlake: Waving her hand she headed back out of the studio the same way she'd came.
Alex Vipond: "That's just disturbing as hell." he looked back at Krystal as she started out. "Take it easy, and let me know what, if anything, you find." Alex had a lot to hide and he wanted to keep it hidden. Not to mention his and Meghan's escapades...
ChildoftheMoiria: "I'll start a sweep of the place starting tomorrow." Hell Alex was a rising star and that alone ment he would only be smart to protect his self from intrusion. Let alone the things David had no clue at all about. "If you want when you are looking at hiring new people to work for you I can help with the background checks. You would be suprised about how much information is out there if you know how to find it." –d
Alex Vipond: "Much of which is potentially embarrasing and best left in the darkest recesses of history. So yeah, if you could get that started tomorrow, I would appreciate it." A lot. Man would be due a bonus, in point of fact.
ChildoftheMoiria: "We got your six, no worries there. If it's in our power to stop something before it becomes a problem we will." David was young but far from dumb. He knew a breech in security here would hurt Krystal but it would also hurt him. No one wanted to hire a failure in the security business. "Don't worry to much about it though. Like I said the chances it is going on are slim. Just with you gaining more fame you may want to keep things like that in mind. People can get crafty. Hell the Army will not even let people have cell phones in some places. You ever heard of a toy called a furby?" –d
Alex Vipond: Alex nodded. "Yep, banned from the Pentagon, and numerous other places. They don't make them like they used to." He'd found that out when he'd gotten one for Kaly.
ChildoftheMoiria: "Yeah there is some real James Bond shit out there." David pulled through the computer quickly as they spoke. The files he knew to be all up to date. He scanned the active files for anything out of the normal. Soon he was shutting it all down again. "Do you know of anything else you want put into place?" –d
Alex Vipond: "Not that I can think of. Hell half of what I have, I wouldn't have thought of." The other half may well have been slightly curious, but there were damned good reasons Alex wanted thermal, cameras in addition to the normal ones. It wasn't a matter of just knowing someone was coming, it was a matter of knowing what they were, before they got to you "I'm sure if anything else is needed, Krystal will see to it to get the ball rolling."
ChildoftheMoiria: David nodded his head in agreement to the statement as he gave a smile. He knew about the systems and while some of it appeared to be odd..hey a oz of prevention and all that. "Well I will have the bug equipment with me in the morning. By the time you get here I will make sure any areas you are working in are clear and I'm out of your way." The night hours kept by the guys were a blessing to David. It let him work and be well out of thier way. He powered down the system and pushed up from the chair. "I won't keep you. Sorry you two got mobbed at the mall last night." He had not missed Alex's mention of it ealier. He still needed to coner Krystal about Bren. The woman might have a mental problem.. but David was not really ready to jump the gun on telling people about it yet.. it could be she was harmless. So what if she thought she could turn into a giant wolf. –d
Alex Vipond: Hey, the pretty ones were often crazy. It was when they went all Fatal Attraction that you had to worry. "Cool, appreciate it, man. And thanks for dropping by on your time off."
ChildoftheMoiria: "No worries at all I'm an IT nerd, we don't keep bankers hours." David laughed and pushed the chair back into place. "See you around soon I'm sure." And David headed out locking up behind him. -d
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Post by Alex Vipond on Aug 22, 2013 18:40:24 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Alex was at his desk, going through the emails he'd been ignoring the past week. Some of it was junk mail which he deleted, others were about tour dates and venues, and one was about the album that had been sent to press. It would be hitting stores by the end of the year. All in all, everything was coming together as it should. So why did he feel like the other shoe was hovering, waiting to drop?
InkedPr1ncess: Bren was coming into the studio to visit and to help out if Alex needed it, as soon as she came back from New York she planned on coming back and working more. She'd worked out a way that she would still get time in at the shop but be able to work at the studio. She wasn't exactly a ghost coming into the studio but she did knock on the office door so she wasn't going to scare the shit out of him. "Someone run over your puppy?" she asked, joking because of the expression on his face. :::
Alex Vipond: Looking up, he seemed almost surprised to see her, as if she'd caught him unaware. Not something that would normally happen, but his mind was elsewhere. He looked at her for a moment as if trying to grasp what she'd said, then shook his head. "What? no... sorry." He gestured to a chair. "Just got one of those feelings, you know? Like things are going too well and some sort of cosmic bitch slap is coming down the pipe, you know?"
InkedPr1ncess: She took the chair and handed him something to drink, she didn't know if he had ever tried one, but it was just a little gag thing. "Jones Orange Cream Soda, you have to try this. It's really good soda." Yeah, she knew what those feelings were like, she'd had enough of them herself and waiting for that bitch slap was a bitch itself. "Like if something is too good to be true, it probably is." :::
Alex Vipond: "Exactly." He nodded then eyed the soda, picking it up and regarding the label, an upward twist of his lips given. "Cute." He cracked the cap and tossed it to the desk before taking a drink. It was like fizzy, liquid candy, only it lacked the honey flavor. It was good though and he nodded. "To think I've been missing this all these years..." He held the bottle up and regarded it a moment longer, then took another drink.
InkedPr1ncess: "I thought you might like that. The berry lemonade is the best, like drinking blue heaven." The smile just got bigger watching him drink that soda, nothing like a little treat to finish off the day. "Got anything you need help with today? That's why I came by." :::
Alex Vipond: "I'm sure there's mail to be sorted. I haven't touched a damned thing all week. I've just been... busy, trying to catch up on other things after the time off with Axle." The mail pile was likely high. Hopefully there weren't any bills in there. Or perishables.
InkedPr1ncess: "I'll get on it. If there's anything there you should know about, I'll bring it to you." She was still smiling even at the mention of Axle, who seemed to be MIA but she didn't really care much now. She wasn't going to let herself go down that road again. "We'll get ya caught up, no problem." :::
Alex Vipond: "Good deal." he nodded, a glance given his screen, before he pulled his gaze back to the here and now. "I thinking about all the shit we've been through in the space of ten months. And... it's an impressive amount of shit. I keep thinking we gotta catch a break, sometime, but then just about the time we start to breathe easy, something else crops up."
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, I know just what you mean. Came to Seattle last year, had to leave it for a few months, and when I came back, it was all good for a while. But we have a few bad eg that keep hatching at just the wrong time." No names would be mentioned but surely Alex wouldn't have to think that hard to figure it out. "Maybe we just need to get rid of those bad eggs." :::
Alex Vipond: "I think I can dig up a killer omelet recipe." He scowled. "Sebastian's been gone for too long. Not that he has anyone to report to, but he just up and disappeared. That's generally not a good sign." It was odd. When Alex had first come to the city, Sebastian had been one to be wary of. Likely still was, but Alex had come to see him as a friend. Even if he was a bit ... off at times." He shook his head, "I don't know. Just seems like there's something heavy hanging in the air."
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, he disappears. Axle seems to have disappeared, and I haven't even seen Anna since they returned." That heaviness hanging in the air could smother a person if they weren't careful, and she was trying very hard to keep things on an even keel so she wasn't overwhelmed again. :::
Alex Vipond: "He's got a lot to sort." Axle he could understand the sudden disappearance. Sebastian, was a bit more of a mystery. No word, just up and gone.
Ghastly Specter: Soooo, he was out and about, a casual walk and sadly no Zeus with him today.Yet he pulled the phone out to shooting a message off towards Brenley: Hey you owe me a beer and pool, gorgeous. The phone set away as he came to the doors of the Records and shrugged. What the hell, he hadn't seen Alex in awhile. Himself moving on inside with a yawn held back to begin the search. The first place to go? Well the receptionist if there was one, otherwise he'd figure another means out. [d]
Alex Vipond: No one at reception currently, since Bren was back talking to Alex but at least Alex was a little more aware than he had been when Bren walked in. Rising from his desk, he moved out front, a nod up given when he spotted Connor there. "Hey, how's it going?" Hand was offered out in greeting as he rolled that ever present gum around to the other side of his mouth.
Ghastly Specter: A smile and nod of greeting given to Alex before taking the man's hand in a handshake. "Not bad and yourself?" Hey he didn't know Bren worked here so it was all good, although could give him a chance to joke with her if he did know and by joke mean flirt. Anyhow, once their handshake was done he pulled his hand back. "Thought I'd stop by and see what's going on. I've been pretty scarce as of late and figured should let someone know I'm still alive." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Seems to be an epidemic of late." Alex smirked. "Things have been going well. Coming together, know what I mean? But hey, what about you, what have you been up to of late?" It had been a while, and like he'd just been telling Bren, a lot of shit had happened, pretty much since he'd arrived last fall.
InkedPr1ncess: She finally walked from the back, she was about to start going through the mail like Alex had asked. Breather was taken before she plopped down at the desk and went through the computer first to see if she had any emails to take care of for him. "Alex, I had a big favor to ask you." ::::
MacabreSaVant: And! Just like that, Alex felt the familiar thrum of power awaken due to their bond. It was a good indication that Marsten was back in the area. Which infact, he'd get the quick flash of a visual of the outside of the building through the eyes of the wolf before it was cut off. Alex could feel Mars nearby, and his approach. The mood, it wasn't bad, it was actually light, and the feeling calming. Mars had gone through the ringer recently, learning about himself, and the shit they gone through, not to mention how to deal with it. Eventually,the door opened and Mars walked in. Looking as if he was his old self again. Jeans, boots, black longsleeve pearl snap country boy shirt. –d
Alex Vipond: With Connor having to go take care of some urgent business, Alex was left alone, until Bren came up to start going through the mail. "What is it you need?" Leaning against the desk, he regarded her as she went through the mail, eyeing the stuff as she sorted. That is until he felt that connection was once more felt and his head came up. "Seems like the boys are back in town." Or one of them at least. Back and about to walk in the door. Alex turned to look at it, expectantly. He didn't have to wait long. "Well look what the cat dragged in." Not his cat. Thumpy was curled up in his bed, snoozing. Situation normal. Nap time.
InkedPr1ncess: She looked up from the desk just as Mars walked in and gave him a light smile but that was about it. No worries though. "I'm not sure when I'm heading out yet, waiting for a call right now. But is there any way you would be able to puppysit for me? He's a really good dog, and I want to take him but I'm driving out and I'll be busy a lot. I don't want him to be neglected." ::::
MacabreSaVant: Totally got the "Boys are back in town" Song stuck in my head. A hand brushed down the front of his shirt, it was slightly wrinkled. A quick regard to the two as they sat there. A smile pulled at his lips. " The fuck you all up to?" Hand grasp, fist bump to Alex, side hug to Bren before he himself, pulled a chair and flopped in it. –d
Alex Vipond: "Five ten, though I can almost pull off six feet in my boots." Yeah, he's here all week. Or what's left of it. "What about you? What the fuck are you up to? You're looking pretty damned chipper." The fist bump was returned before he looked back at Bren. "I will totally puppy sit for you."
InkedPr1ncess: That was very helpful, it was a spur of the moment thing, but she didn't want to make Jericho drive cross country and then be put up in a hotel for a couple weeks, if that. She let the guys talk while she finished up with emails and forwarded Alex any he needed to check out. Then it was sorting mail, tedious but relaxing. ::::
Alex Vipond: Busy work that didn't require a good deal of mental focus. As Bren sorted the mail, Alex asked. "What kind of food do you have him on?" It wasn’t good to change their diet.
MacabreSaVant: Listening, he just soaked in their company. "Yanno, putting raw egg, mixing it in their dry food helps with their coat" Adding. –d
InkedPr1ncess: "I just buy him that Beneful stuff for now, the vet said it was okay and he seems to like it. I can bring what I have for him. He gets people food occasionally." Mars did have a good idea though, Jericho's coat did need to stay nice, considering he had a whole lot of fur already. ::::
Alex Vipond: "Oh, speaking of which, Kaly has a puppy." He nodded to Mars. "No clue where she got it." Alex looked back at Bren. "Good deal. I'll make sure to keep them apart at meal time, otherwise Gus is likely to chow down on more than his own."
InkedPr1ncess: She looked at Alex and roller her eyes, she would try and be nice without really being nice, if that was possible. "She got it from Ella, and she's also taking care of Ella's dog too. He's a horse but not as big as Gus." So far no perishables or breakables in the mail but there was a lot to go through. ::::
MacabreSaVant: A nod. He figured that would happen. Kaly was wanting a dog. It didnt bother him. The comment about ella had him curious about something but he kept it to himself. Eyes flicked to Alex. "hows the Missus?" –d
Alex Vipond: "Good." Alex couldn't help but smile. "She's been spending time with Charlie a good deal of late. He's been a bit under the weather. She worries."
MacabreSaVant: His smile faded a slight. "Sorry to hear that. Anything I can do?" Not th at he was a doc or a healer, but support was there if needed. –d
Alex Vipond: "Naw, it's just a bug, it'll pass." He shrugged and gave a slight shake of his head. "Charlie's one of those that's too ornery to be in serious trouble."
A beast at heart: - It was a feeling before it was anything else really. Then again so soon after the Lunar cycle it was a wonder really...she had never been to Alex's office only his home but he had invited her in. He wasn't difficult to find. First it was the tangible feeling in the air the tingle and warmth that would touch the coldest of beings. It wasn't for show unfortunately merely a part of the package from time to time. Then it was the scent that lingered especially for those sensitives. Yet still no tangible being to speak of but the scent was warm and incredibly light it was unlike any scent on earth but familiar all the same. The sensations were intense for only a moment before it faded to normality and then of course came the very polite knock at the office door- d
MacabreSaVant: Mars stiffened and then relaxed. Eyes flicked to the door hearing the knock. Hm. –d
InkedPr1ncess: The conversation was just going on around her, she was glad that Mars was back in town, even if for Alex. She was quiet which was unusual for her but that was okay too. She was making nice neat stacks, listening to some music at the same time and nobody seemed to notice or mind. ::::
Alex Vipond: Alex caught that scent, and his head came up. Remember what he said about that shoe dropping? It may well have just landed with a thud. His head swiveled toward the door and he watched it for a moment before that knock came. Rising from his half sit on the corner of the desk, he moved toward the door and pulled it open. Only she would knock on the front door of a business. "And hello." Stepping back, he gestured her inward. Once she was in, he'd look out past her as if checking to see if she was being followed before he closed the door. "What can I do for you today?"
A beast at heart: - Doors were meant for knocking weren't they? Seemed to be the customary thing to do...besides better to be invited then to just barge in at least in her circumstance. The slight woman took the quiet step's inside. Honey-amber colored gaze slipped around taking it all in, appreicative of the detail no matter how minute or extravagant. She noted Mars only keeping that very calm smile also noting Bren stacking something. Dressed in that creme colored dress which flowed freely down to just above her knee's, a denim half jacket keeping her arms covered. She looked suprisingly...human save the light sheen on her skin only caught in the right light. Brown hair left down in gentle waves.- " Oh I was...'just in the neighborhood' as they say" - Pulling a small candy from her pocket she unwrapped it and slipped it between her lips. Regarding alex quietly. Like she knew something he didn't- d
Alex Vipond: "Well, have a seat. This is Mars and Bren..." Alex gestured to each in turn, then hooked his thumb back at, "Lux." He gave a nod. Yes, that one, but he didn't elaborate to such. He also didn't ask about her brother. To be honest he didn't want to touch that can of worms.
InkedPr1ncess: Bren looked up, the woman had seemed to come out of nowhere, but Bren didn't recognize her at all. But she gave her a smile before she finished up with the mail and then she was just idly passing some time by finding a notepad and pencil so she could start doodling. :::
MacabreSaVant: Peering over at Lux, he regarded her. "Hello" A nod to given to her as he regarded her. She seemed familiar, but he couldnt put his thumb on it. –d
A beast at heart: - She would remain standing for the time being her hands folded at the small of her back. She turned her gaze to Mars and Bren and nodded. she knew them. Probably more intimantly then they realized. She offered her hand to Mars first seeing as he was closest and Bren was off doodling. Once her hand was placed in his he would feel that sensation again only much more overwhelming, it would spread nearly to his shoulder before she would release his hand- " It is a pleasure but we are already aquainted" - she would elaborate no further only bring her hands back behind her back with a slight sway to her frame- d
Alex Vipond: "Well, to what do we owe the pleasure?" Alex retook his seat on the corner of the desk, that chain he wore at his hip dragging the surface slightly. "Would you care for anything to drink? Coffee, water, pop... Maybe something stronger?" Yes, he had a bottle of scotch on the premises.
MacabreSaVant: The sensation was noted. It was known. He eyed her curiously, though wasnt threatened by it. " Was it in a dream?" sounded almost cheesy. –d
InkedPr1ncess: Bren just looked up and nodded with a grin, she would take a scotch if he was offering, The woman seemed friendly enough to her, being a friend of Alex. The feeling of familiarity wasn't there with her as much, but maybe they had met in passing before. ::::
Alex Vipond: Cheesy was an understatement. Alex gave Mars a double take. "Dude, we need to work on your pick up lines."
MacabreSaVant: "No. Seriously. Ive met her.. somewhere..like..surreal" A nod. -d
A beast at heart: " I'd rather stand thank you." - She would quietly take note of Alex- " A pop? " - She thought a moment and then a realization it was quiet but she shook her head -" No I am quite fine for now thank you." - Turning wide eyes toward Mars a moment her head canted but she merely looked at him like a child that had said something adorable. Laughing quietly she shook her head- " Im afraid not" - Then her attention back to Alex- " Oh I was just ensuring that the journey had been a safe one. That all those who were lost are now found." - Her voice had a certain melody to it that she couldn't deny- " also it has been awhile since I have seen you" - It had been awhile since she had seen anyone spending most of her time in the inbetween- d
MacabreSaVant: Blues narrowed some. Regarding her, studying. She felt so damn familiar. –d
InkedPr1ncess: Bren just gawked a little, she couldn't tell what the woman was but Mars seemed fascinated and that made her giggle. It was interesting to say the least. At least she was keeping herself busy so Alex might not be so overwhelmed when she was gone for her brief trip. ::::
Alex Vipond: "Well there is one if you could find him, that seems to be missing. Or... on vacation: Not sure which." Alex shrugged. He had just been talking about the man earlier. Who knows, maybe Lux could figure out where the hell he'd gotten to.
A beast at heart: - Her brows lifted some as she turned her attention more fully to Alex, brows furrowing- " Oh? and who might that be Alex?" - She would hoist herself up onto the side of his desk one leg crossing over the other her chin coming to be propped up in her palm- d
Alex Vipond: "Sebastian Saint Arsene. He's from ... my old neighborhood." Should be enough said in that regard, though technically Sebastian was born in Paris whereas Alex had been born in Lagny-sur-Marne. "No one's seen him in some months. Kind of worrisome."
InkedPr1ncess: Bren looked up briefly when he said Sebastian's name, that had made her curious too because he had been in Seattle longer than she had. She hadn't talked to him in a while herself. But there was a feeling of relief, she was glad that he hadn't mentioned Axle. She would have politely excused herself to the restroom or a piano maybe to burn off some tension. ::::
MacabreSaVant: Mars regarded Bren briefly and then to Alex. "Sebastian maybe just off getting dirty with some hot french girls." He was the utlimate party boy.-d
A beast at heart: " I see.." - She would pull her bottom lip between her teeth a moment- " I can make no promises. There are times that those who are lost prefer not to be found. though for you Alex. What you have done...I will do this for you" – she slid off of the desk adn smoothed out the flowing material. She glanced to Mars a moment- " Give your brother my regards...and it is good to see you have arrived safely from your journey" - She touched Alex's hand briefly- " I'll keep you informed if I know anything" - She slid her fingers off of him and headed toward the door and she paused- " Oh! and Mars...please do keep in mind your journey is not quite over..." - She offered him a wink before her fingers wrapped around the door but instead of walking through it, she was merely gone. Faded into a mist again that warming tingled sensation would wash over them and then she was gone. The scent lingered- d
Alex Vipond: "Entirely possible." he nodded to Mars, then looked back at Lux. "It's more than likely, in fact. He's .... French." As if that said it all. Of course where did that leave Alex? Married. And happily so. His girl chasing days were over. When she touched his hand he looked down, one brow quirking upward and then she was moving away, addressing Mars. Alex's eyes moved to him, and that brow rose higher, before his gaze swung back to Lux as she vanished at the door. "That's ... cool and creepy at the same time."
InkedPr1ncess: She hadn't acknowledged Bren when she left, maybe it was because she hadn't spoken, but she would have if she had known the woman. "True vanishing act," she said lightly, looking at the doorway where the woman had disappeared. Could be interesting for Mars, telling him that his journey wasn't over, that could mean so much. "People come and go so quickly here," she said finally, repeating that line from the Wizard of Oz. :::
MacabreSaVant: Furrow of brows he grunted lightly in response to her words. " Great." Simple as that. Eyes flicked to the Vampire. " I need a drink. You up for a few?" –d
Alex Vipond: "Definitely. Styx?" Alex was already up and moving. He had to grab his phone from the back and his keys. Once at his desk, he shut his computer down and grabbed his things, then headed back up front, shutting lights off on the way through.
InkedPr1ncess: Well, it looked like it was time for her to go too, the guys had plans and she didn't want to hold them up. "You guys have a good evening, try not to drink too much." Pool and drinks were always a good way to end the night. She grabbed her bag at the same time and walked out with them when Alex locked up. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex paused and regarded her. "What? You're not coming?" He back stepped toward the door a couple paces and then leaned there, shoulder to the door as he regarded her.
InkedPr1ncess: "Oh, well I guess I could. I thought it was going to be one of those manly guys night out where girls weren't allowed." She couldn't help but grin a bit, she didn't have anything to get home to. ::::
Alex Vipond: "If that had been the case, he would have asked if I wanted to go to the titty bar, not out for drinks." He shoved the door open and held it for the others, sweeping the last light switch off as he stepped out. He'd wait until they were out before he'd close and lock the door, then run the gate closed and lock it. "Meet you guys there." He said as he stepped off the curb and rounded the nose of that murdered out Benz.
InkedPr1ncess: "You got a titty bar at home," she called out, moving to the Challenger for herself. What a beast it was, but she wasn't going far enough to blow the dust out. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex waggled his brows at her and slid into the car, firing her up. With a check of traffic, he was pulling from the curb and gone.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Oct 4, 2013 16:25:17 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Alex had created the set list and moved up the schedule on the stage, and now, the band was rehearsing. The kittens were in their crate, safe and sound, away from the organized chaos that was the studio at present. Taking a break, the band decided that perhaps lunch was in order and went out to get something to eat. Alex was feeling a bit peckish himself and headed upstairs to the home away from home. A couple of bottles were pulled from the fridge and set into the warmer and Alex leaned against the kitchen counter as he waited.
InkedPr1ncess: And along came Alex's friend, bearing gifts that she hadn't had with her the day before when she had seen him. Alex was a good person to gift for, even if he could probably afford everything in the world. The reception area was quiet and she carried a couple of boxes, one large and one small upstairs because she could guess that he was in the office. "Avon calling," she called out, knocking on the door and waiting patiently. ::::
Alex Vipond: Alex had given up his office downstairs, in favor of the more spacious area upstairs which had been converted into a full-fledged apartment. It was convenient as sometimes the guys stayed over after working late. In those instances, Alex just made certain there was nothing incriminating in the fridge. "Come on in." Alex chuckled, and then turned to check on lunch. Almost. Another minute and he'd have it.
InkedPr1ncess: "Now this is more like it, this place just keeps getting better. I brought you some gifts, I didn't have them with me yesterday." She sat down close and passed him the smaller box, not fancy at all but inside were three shot glasses to add to the collection she started-a Cubs logo, drawing of Wrigley Field, and the Hancock Building. "The other box goes with this." ::::
Alex Vipond: "Well if you carried things like this around on the off chance of running into someone to give them to, I'd say you had a nut loose somewhere." he chuckled, and opened the box, a grin showing at the shot glasses. "Oh, I can guess what's in the other one...." He lined the shot glasses up, and nodded. "This could become habit." He could already see a curio cabinet filled with shot glasses from around the world.
InkedPr1ncess: She handed the box over to him, something like that needed a box because she didn't trust herself. That one contained a bottle of Barrique de Ponciano Porfidio tequila, bought from a very nice store on Michigan Avenue. "Nice and expensive, not gonna tell you how much, but it's a damn good brand I hear." She was going to be his personal bartender if she wasn't careful. :::
Alex Vipond: "Jesus...." he could well imagine how much. He had, after all been doing some shopping of late. "Thank you, we will party it up with this." He leaned in to give her a hug and then looked at the bottle once more. "Party at our house, next weekend..."
InkedPr1ncess: The hug was returned, and she thought with what he was about to have that the tequila, least to her, would taste a lot better. "Well, I think that sounds like a pretty damn good idea to me. Things are going good now, we should celebrate with some good old fashioned drinking, don't you think?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Definitely. Especially now that I can." So much had happened in the past year. It was one of those 'blink and you'll miss it years, as swiftly as it had gone by. "Wow...." He regarded the bottle, then set it on the table. They'd crack that next weekend when they could share it with everyone. "So, tomorrow we're going to do the gig at the Gator. We had a bit of confusion as to the when, but I managed to get the schedule pushed up. Roadies will be out to set the stage and the equipment up in the morning and we'll be doing sound check around four. You gotta be there."
InkedPr1ncess: "For sure, I will totally be there. I wouldn't miss it, sounds like it's gonna be a good time. Who else we have going?" Most definitely his wife, they would need to grab some of their friends and bring them along too. She could definitely appreciate a fun evening out to just relax and chill out with a few drinks. :::
Alex Vipond: "Don't know, haven't seen much of anyone of late. Life has been biting folks in the ass." He nodded. It happened. Some were in school, some were busy with work. He'd spent most of the last year in studio, when he wasn't on the road.
InkedPr1ncess: "If we can find more, great. If not, I'll definitely be there and I know your wife will be." That was for sure, she wouldn't complain about seeing Alex performing. "Anything else newsworthy happening?" :::
Alex Vipond: "That's pretty much it. Album is ready to be released, we're just doing promo spots and plugging the crap out of the single, trying to generate interest in various locations to create a tour."
InkedPr1ncess: "How did those radio stations work out? They put the word out for you?" She could remember calling a bunch last time they were at the studio, hopefully it helped. "Got some people coming into the shop, can always have them put out too. You're on the wall of fame after all." :::
Alex Vipond: Alex turned back to the counter, turning off the warmer and pulling the first bottle. Cracking the cap, he tipped the bottle up for a drink, and then turned back and rested against the counter again. "Best thing they can do is start calling the radio stations and requesting the song. The more air time we get, the more viable the location becomes for a show. Gotta generate interest in the public so filling seats won't be an issue."
InkedPr1ncess: "I'm on it, and I'll draw up some stuff to put up in the shop and pass out. We got a lot of creative minds, not like your talent isn't gonna put asses in the seats." She didn't even register the bottles anymore, it was old hat to her and she had seen Alex do it so many times. ::::
Alex Vipond: "You figure when you're paying, ten, twenty thousand to take up space somewhere, you want to make sure those seats are filled to cover the cost. The more tickets sold, the more chance of breaking even. There are times when the only money earned after expenses is from the merch sold." Hard fact, but there it was. "The cities that aren't requesting song plays are the ones skipped over. We can't afford to put on a show to an empty house."
InkedPr1ncess: "No way that's gonna happen. If there's anything else I can do to help, let me know. I'm not top dog but I have some connections through work and friends so if I can bump things up, I'll do it." What she was going to love to see was seeing packed houses waiting to see Alex, he certainly worked hard enough for the attention. :::
Alex Vipond: "If you got a network across the country who can pester the crap out of DJs, you go for it." Alex chuckled. "I'd like to be headlining some bigger venues. That would be kick ass."
InkedPr1ncess: "New York, Chicago, couple cities in Florida we used to go to. Might not be earth shattering, but I'll send out emails and texts. That's the good thing about being in a shop like mine, meeting all kinds of people." :::
Alex Vipond: "And hey, if they can tell their friends, before long, we've got the entire country blanketed." Alex nodded and drained his bottle, rinsing it before pulling the second one from the warmer.
InkedPr1ncess: "Great minds think alike. You mind if I send some music to some people? I know they can find you easy, but if it comes from the source, they'll jump all over it." Now she had something else to work on to help the boss, that was going to help her stay productive. "Hey, I was gonna ask, do we have anything in line for Christmas?" :::
Alex Vipond: "We do as a matter of fact." Alex nodded as he rested his ass against the counter once more. "Stevens Pass, I got it on my calendar I think...." He paused and pulled his phone, checking his schedule.
InkedPr1ncess: "Awesome, I was hoping so. Might as well spend it with friends if family isn't around. I know most likely mine won't be." That was also a holiday when no one needed to be alone. "And I got awesome dresses in line for the ball too." :::
Alex Vipond: "Yep, four days at the Bavarian Ritz in Leavenworth." He put his phone away and took another drink of his bottled lunch. No he wasn't a lush. He was however, upstairs in the home away from home that was his studio.
InkedPr1ncess: "Going all out...nice. Hell, most of us don't ever get a chance to do anything nice like this. I haven't in a long time." Of course she also liked to plan out nice vacations, a couple of which she wanted to invite her friends along on. ::::
Alex Vipond: "All I need is a head count, the sooner people let me know they're going, the better I can plan. If we have to, I'll book more rooms in another hotel, but I gotta know how many. I already know which room Meghan and I are taking, everyone else is going to have to throw down to get their pick." Alex finished up that second bottle, rinsed it and then headed for the kitty crate. He opened the door, and let them out, taking them immediately to the litter pan, before letting them roam. And then the three ring circus was on.
InkedPr1ncess: "I'm not gonna fight with anyone about a room, I'll be in it by myself so I want a big bed I can roll around in." When that door was opened she couldn't help laughing, she hadn't seen these new additions before and they were quite adorable. "They're so cute, where did you get them? Do they have names?" :::
Alex Vipond: "This one...." Alex bent down and scooped a gray and white kitten up, "is Frankie. Her sisters don't have names yet, and we found them out back by the dumpster. So yeah, we naturally had to take them in."
InkedPr1ncess: Now she wasn't much of a cat person but those kitties were just adorable and she picked up one of the others and held it carefully. "I wouldn't have a cat but these are cute. Now Thumpy has a couple youngsters to boss around, right?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Thumpy's too busy ruling the roost to be bothered much. They crawl on him and he gives them that look that says, 'It's a good thing you're cute'." He chuckled. "He'd rather sleep run herd over babies."
InkedPr1ncess: "Reminds me of Jericho. He's the boss until he gets around Gus and then he's the faithful servant." Her dog seemed to have formed a bond with Alex, or so he thought. She put the little one down to play with her sisters, just watching them. :::
Alex Vipond: "Well, they pretty much have the run of the place." Alex watched them and then headed for the stairs once more. "The guys should be back soon, once they are we'll finish up and then call it a night. Maybe head to the out and check the venue for the best place to set up."
InkedPr1ncess: "Where is this place anyway? Easy to find? I know this city well enough by now, I better not have to put it in the GPS." She followed along behind Alex, looking around the place a bit when they came down the stairs. "So, did Mars and his brother disappear again? I haven't seen them around in a while." :::
Alex Vipond: "It's just a little neighborhood bar, without the neighborhood. Kind of out in the sticks. We're setting up out back." He paused when she asked about Mars and Leland, then nodded. "Yeah, I don't know what's going on with them."
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Post by Alex Vipond on Oct 11, 2013 17:12:30 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Alex was upstairs in the kitchen, having a snack and watching the kittens at play. The other two still didn't have names and Thumpy was being his king of the studio self. Bottle in hand, he looked up from the kittens to Meghan. "I don't know where she was. I mean, literally I have not seen her in probably two years? She hooked up with Derrick, I moved up here and I never even thought to regain any kind of contact." That would be like a recovering addict calling his dealer.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan sat at the counter on the stool and watched him as he fixed the snack. Learning that your husband's ex was back in town, was never good news. No matter if they were here to start trouble or not. No matter how good a person he or she might be. Did it bother Meghan? Yes, to some degree. How could it not? She was human and while she was trusting of Alex... she didn't know this Torian and until she did, didn't trust her. The look on her face kind of said it all too. This on top of the fact that she and Alex might end up as one of those couples where a sex tape was leaked...was a bit much. Meghan sat with her elbow on the counter, chin in hand and half hunched over. "So.... she say anything or... I mean, what happened? Exactly?" [d]
InkedPr1ncess: Bren had finished up on a piece of ink that had taken about five sessions to finish and she was glad to get the hell out of the shop and chill out. Why not go to the studio where she could see if Alex needed any help? She had brought along Jericho but he was well behaved enough that he wasn't going to terrorize any kitties. Maybe sniff at them or want to play. When she found Meghan and Alex, she paused in case she was interrupting personal time. "Okay, you two, get dressed," she joked, giving a little wave while the curious dog went to check out the kitties. :::
Alex Vipond: "If it's any consolation, I think she's still in love with Derrick. Which ... makes things awkward for Derrick and Seija, but Derrick hired her so...." Alex shrugged. "Apparently... While she and Derrick were together, her parents, her biological parents, ripped her away, took her 'home'..." he dragged a hand through his hair. "I don't know how the fae world works, but apparently it was time for the family line to continue. She'd been slated to wed, didn't want to, loved Derrick and they pulled her away from that. Forced her to follow through on the 'family obligation' and once she produced an heir the child was taken, placed with human parents, the cycle starting all over again. She doesn't even know if the child is a boy or a girl. They ref...." Alex looked over at Bren and smiled. "We are not always naked. Fortunately. Otherwise there'd be a lot more to see on TMZ once the video hits...."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan continued to listen and yeah, it was some consolation. At least this Troian's attention would be on Derrick and not Alex. Even if it does make things awkward for him and Seija. Let it be their problem, not one for she and Alex. That didn't go without saying that Meghan didn't sympathize with this Troian when hearing what she had to go through. When Bren and Jericho showed up, brows arched and she turned to see who it was. "Oh, hey Bren." Smile. "Good to see you." Gaze turned to the puppy who was now trotting after the kitties. Meghan smirked. "And Jericho to. He's getting to be a big boy. Grown alot." she replied. "And he's right, we're not always naked, but even when we are, guess we're going to have to start being more careful...." she mumbled in annoyance. "Why in the hell does he even have a cam up there anyway?" Meghan was a bit dumb founded with that. It’s a one story building and ... why a weather cam? [d]
InkedPr1ncess: She gave Meghan a smile and a hello, she was glad to see her friend again because it felt like she had been MIA for a long time. Maybe Alex really had locked her up for a while. "He is getting big, he's a spoiled baby but a very good baby." Then she looked a little confused at Alex, she was going to ask even though she wasn't sure she wanted to know. "Uh...please don't say we're going to see your genitals anywhere on TV or the computer. TMZ usually means sex tapes or you beat the shit out of a paparazzi." :::
Alex Vipond: "I don't know. Weather cams are usually several stories up." Alex shook his head, and looked at Bren. "Well I didn't beat anyone up. And I didn't see it, Derrick erased what he had so I don't even know how bad it is, but he did say that bits and pieces were seen as well as tattoos." He didn't mention the fact that Derrick said he'd seen Meghan's face. "I can only hope the image was not clear and that no one was paying attention to Weatherbug at that time."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan just shook her head and face palmed. All of this at once. Yes, she was not a happy Meghan. [d]
InkedPr1ncess: "Derrick? The tall guy at the bar that was for whatever reason trying to avoid people?" She was still a little curious about that whole drama hole but she didn't want to get into it. "Here's to hoping you two won't be mugshots on the Smoking Gun tomorrow. Hey, I did those tattoos, you could blame it on me if you like." Shrugging and trying to lighten the mood, sex tapes were never good. :::
Alex Vipond: "How could we blame our having sex on the roof of a bar on you?" Alex was just confused.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan's brows arched with Bren's reply, a bit confused. And just when she was about to ask that very question, Alex beat her to the punch. Then looked from him to Bren and waited to see what Bren would say. [d]
InkedPr1ncess: "It was just a joke, trying to make you feel better. You guys take stuff too seriously, I wish I could help but I don't know what to do in a situation like this." So much for lightening the mood, instead she sat down on the floor with the dog and kitties. "Maybe it won't be bad and no one will see it. Least you guys are married, not like you had sex with someone random." :::
Alex Vipond: "Well with any luck, no one was paying attention. Someone would have had to have been watching and recorded the damned thing from the web in order to capture it so it's a long shot it will even hit, but.... even an old nag wins a horse race once in a while. I did call Naja to let her know there's a chance of it hitting...."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan frowned. "Sorry Bren.. it’s just.. last couple days have not been that great. Normally I'd find something like that funny, but when it’s his image... someone who is on the up and coming list, that’s not usually the kind of publicity he wants or needs. Kind of at a crucial time too... " Glance to Alex. "Yeah, hopefully, if it’s out there, she can keep it from getting 'too' out there." [d]
InkedPr1ncess: Friends were there for moral support and that was the least she could do, even if she couldn't identify. "Well, Alex, if it makes you feel any better, we got some kickass ads and fliers drawn up and printed out. Gonna start getting those out tomorrow. Got a few people with me and we're working this for you guys." :::
Alex Vipond: "Got the proofs on the graphics?" He nodded. "I know it's a month away, but a month isn't really a lot of time. The last show went great, though I think maybe we should start the next one a little later. Seven, or Alex Vipond: maybe even eight."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan was quiet and just let the two of them talk. She was... distracted. (as is the mun with two kids running in the house, sorry!) [d]
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, all taken care of. I'll bring some to you tomorrow, make sure you think they look good before we get anything out." Have to have the artist aproval after all, she wouldn't go ahead until he said it was okay. "I'll do what I can to help and you just go out and kick ass like always." :::
Alex Vipond: "Cool." Alex nodded. "I still have to work on the set list. There were some songs I wanted to do and didn't and there's a lot off the first two albums I didn't even touch... all three, really."
InkedPr1ncess: "Can't wait to hear it. I might get into this as a side business, helping you out. Makes it better to be working on somebody I know." The kittens were frolicking and weren't too sure about Jericho at first until he made friends withthem. Then they were just romping balls of fur. "This tape thing...happen at that bar?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Uh, yeah. Apparently Derrick has a weather cam on the roof of the place. Go figure. The one place I thought we'd be safe from prying eyes..." He shrugged. "Hey, how about you do like a survey, see if the fans have any input as to what they want to hear at the next show? Make it kind of like a contest. The most requested songs will be performed, and the fan with the most interesting story as to why that song is their favorite or is important to them, will get a chance to come up on stage with me while we perform it."
InkedPr1ncess: "I like that idea, we can definitely do that. I mean, who wouldn't want to get up on stage with you? I'll work up the wording tonight, see what I can come up with and then run that by you tomorrow." Putting two heads together worked and she was sure it would help drive up interest in the show. :::
Alex Vipond: "Every now and then I have a good idea." he chuckled, finished off his bottle and then turned to the sink to rinse it out. The bottle then was put under the sink to be sent back to the bottling plant. Turning back to lean against the counter, he looked back at Meghan. "Mad at me?" It wasn't like she didn't have a right to be at least a bit miffed. Maybe not at him but in general.
Make Me MentaI: It was unuaul for Meghan to be this quiet. But she thought it best to just be the quiet observer for now. Especially when they were talking business. When Alex finished off his drink and then turned to her and asked if she were mad, she gave a shrug of her shoulders, as her elbows had beenback on the counter, and chin back in the palm of her hand. "I'm fine. Just listening to the both of you is all." [d]
InkedPr1ncess: Bren wouldn't pry, because that was their personal business but it didn't mean that she wanted to see a friend bothered either. "Fine? I think you need cheered up a bit. We could...uh, go have a drink. Go be stupid at the park. Go to the mall and all act like teenagers?" :::
Alex Vipond: One brow rose as he regarded her, one hand slowly reaching into his pocket to pull out his pack of gum. He pulled a stick; unwrapped it and folded it into his mouth, all the while watching her. Kind of like watching, waiting for a gun fight. "So... Does this mean we finally get to have angry sex?" Yeah, he was grinning now. He looked back at Bren. "We could head for the scene of the crime." He looked back at Meghan and grinned all the more, that gum rolling around to the other side of his mouth. He offered the pack out to the girls.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan looked between the both of them. Maybe it was just her, but she was missing something here? She didn't feel much like going out. No offense to Bren, she really did appreciate the idea. And Alex suggesting they go back to the scene of the crime? Was he for real? Angry sex? She just arched a single dark brow at him. As if asking Seriously? "I don't know." She replied with a sigh. "My idea of fun right now is curling upon the couch with ice cream and the kittens and watching TV or movies. Not go to where the ex is... or where we were caught having sex ona roof." She paused and looked after that pointed gaze was given to Alex and then looked to Bren. "And while I appreciate the offer of drinks... I don't think alcohol is the best thing right now." Nope, because if she were to start drinking right now, and get drunk? Someone was gonna be toting an ass whoopn' before the end of the night. [d]
InkedPr1ncess: Bren just bit down on her bottom lip and shrugged, not going to force anyone and if Meghan needed to talk to anyone, it would be her husband. "Okay, well, just thought I would offer. My long lonely night's just gonna be pizza, beer and some kind of scary-ass movie." There was something else going on but when she wanted to talk, she most likely would. "I guess I will head out then, get this lazy dog back home. Alex, I'll bring some stuff for you to check out in the morning." When she stood she went over and offered Meghan a light hug. "And if you wanna talk or vent sometime, you know where I am." :::
Alex Vipond: Yeah. They were gonna have angry make up sex. Eventually. Sometime hopefully this month. he nodded. "If ice cream and movies on the couch is what you want, it's ice cream and movies on the couch." Alex gave a smile and a nod to Bren.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan offered Bren a small smile. It wasn't that she was mad at Bren or anything; Meghan just wasn't up for company tonight. "Maybe we can get together some other time Bren. I just don't think I would be good company tonight." she replied, hoping her friend didn't take offense to the refusal. It wasn't anything personal. And she was right; Meghan and Alex had some talking to do. "Thanks for coming by though; it was good to see you. Both of you." That small smile grew a little more and she glanced to Jericho. "I think it’s good to get them exposed to the other kind at this early stage, so they aren't at each other's throats later on." she said with a small chuckle. When Bren stood and offered the hug, Meghan gave a tight squeeze. Once released, she settled back down in her seat, quick glance to Alex before a nod followed and then she was looking back to Bren. [d]
InkedPr1ncess: No offense at all, she wanted the two to talk and work on things, whatever those were. Jericho got a little attention from the couple and then she headed for the door. "If you guys are up for it, maybe we can have a dinner soon. One of those ones where we just eat and hang out. Let me know what you think." Then she would head out, she had some stuff to get together for Alex. :::
Make Me MentaI: "Dinner sounds great." Maybe next weekened or something." Meghan gave a wave. [d]
Alex Vipond: Once Bren and Jeri were gone, Alex moved over to Meghan, and wrapped his arms around her. He pressed a kiss to her temple. "I'm sorry."
Make Me MentaI: Once Bren left, Meghan went back into her slouch. Thats when Alex came up from behind and wrapped her up in his arms. The kiss to her temple was pressed firmly, so her head gave a little with the pressure and she sighed. Her arms came up and over lapped his. "So is she human or... is there something more I need to know about her." she asked in a low and concerned tone. [d]
Alex Vipond: "She's fae." He nuzzled into her, kissed her neck through her hair and then rested his chin lightly on her shoulder. "Our relationship was pretty casual. I met her in Sydney. She was there visiting family. I was there for a show. She knew right off what I was, and she was actually the first of her kind I had run into."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan didn't pull away but she didn't nuzzle in either. With hearing that Troian was fae... Meghan just shook her head. "So ... I am going to guess that you likely fed from her. Not just because of whom she was to you, but what she is." She knew the effects of Fae blood and the fact that it was like cocaine or heroin or any drug really, for vampires. "Is this going to be an issue Alex? Is she going to be a problem for us? What if you can't control yourself?" asked through a sad sigh and half turned to look to him over her shoulder with pinched brows that showed she was worried. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Yes. I fed from her. And yes, it was partly because of what she was. Perhaps more so. We had a somewhat ... symbiotic relationship. I kept her in blue boxes and designer clothes and she allowed me to step into the light of day." When she asked if it was going to be an issue, he shook his head. "It's not going to be an issue. I'm over that, she's over that. I have gained a good deal of self-control over the years."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan seem to slump more with the first of his reply as she looked back to the counter once she looked away from him. "Promise me?" she asked as she looked back to him, still concerned. "I... I don't want to lose you Alex. I know I'm nothing special. I'm not Fae or Lycan or... anything but just a plain ole human, but I just... I hope that what I feel for you, that what we have is enough." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Baby...." Alex took a step back and turned her to face him. "You are more than special. You are everything." He regarded her, one hand lifting to brush her hair back. "I waited seven centuries for you. Do not ever think that you are not special."
Make Me MentaI: His arms fell away and hers gave way, he then turned her to face him. She was still slouched over, hunching, and she looked up to him with sad blue eyes. She listened as he reassured her that she was more than special. That she was everything. When his hand lifted to brush dark locks back, she half nuzzled i nto his touch and her eyes closed. She nodded. When she looked back up to him, she was teary eyed, but was obviously trying to keep them from spilling. Yet failed. "I'm sorry... I don't know what's come over me. It’s not like me to act like this. It’s just.... I'm being ridiculous..." She shook her head and her eyes fell to the ground. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Oh, Baby..." Those tears were going to kill him. He pulled her to him, cradling her in his arms, his hand cupping the back of her head as his own eyes misted. "I am so sorry. Never, ever doubt that I love you with every fiber of my being." He leaned back a bit and looked into her eyes again. "I can't lose you. Do you understand that? I lose you and I ..." he shook his head. "I would rather die."
Make Me MentaI: She was pulled to him and her arms wrapped around him. "You don't have to apologize. It’s not your fault. It’s mine. I'm just acting like some stupid silly jealous bitch. And without a good reason. You've not even done anything and here I am acting like some psycho wife." Now she felt horrible because she made him think she doubted his love. Which, in a way she had. And that hurt her just as much as it hurt him. When he drew back and looked her in the eyes again, she gave a shake of her head. "You won't lose me." she replied. "I promise. As long as things are okay between us... " she said. "...and they are.." she quickly added." We're good." [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex pulled her to him, holding her tight even as relief washed through him. "I love you." One hand stroked over her hair, as the other slid up and down her back, soothingly. "We have centuries to travel. There's bound to be a few bumps in the road. This is just one of many we'll get over."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan held on to him and hugged him tight. "I love you too." she replied. She nuzzled into him and sighed as she relaxed. Meghan then nodded as he said they had centuries to travel and that there was bound to be a few bumps in the road. "Forgive me?" she asked, hugging him tighter. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Baby, there's nothing to forgive." He leaned back, cupping her face in hand as he smiled at her. "You do realize what this means, don't you?" He grinned at her. "We're a normal couple."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan looked to him and arched a brow when he posed his question, but even before she could say a word, he was providing the answer. An answer that had her softly laugh through the tears that she had shed. "As normal as a couple can get at least." she replied. She moved to stand, using her body to make him step back one or two paces, her arms still around him. And then she kissed him. Deeply and passionately. [d]
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Alex Vipond: Collapsing over her, his breath came in ragged pants against her skin. "God, I love you so much." There was no denying it. She was as much a part of him as his own flesh. He would be lost without her, and he wanted to make damned sure she never forgot that.
Make Me MentaI: When he collapsed over her, her arms wrapped around him. She too was breathing hard, but she was grinning like the Chesire Cat. "Not as much as I love you." she playfully argued and let her fingers teasingly rake down his back. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Oh no, I insist. I love you more." He chuckled, and lifted his head, kissing the end of her nose before his hand lifted and brushed her hair back from her face. "How did I get so lucky?"
Make Me MentaI: Meghan couldn't help but laughed and she shook her head. When he kissed her nose, it wrinkled and she nuzzled into his hand as it slid back into her hair. When he asked how he got so lucky, she shrugged. "I don't know because honestly, I always considered myself the lucky one in this relationship." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Well I will say that we're both pretty lucky. And I will be forever grateful that you walked into that bar that first night we met. Even if I did go a little stalkerish on you with the sidewalk chalk." he chuckled and then kissed her gently.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan chuckled and nodded. "I still can't believe you did that. You obviously didn't know Asher." she said with an amused smile. "Big muscle head waslikely to hunt yo down and try and scare you away or something..." she paused and caressed his cheek. "But I'm glad he didn't." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Oh he tried. He blustered and puffed his chest out at every turn. He just didn't know me." Alex smiled and caressed her face, then sat up with her. Leaning back he pulled her in close, his hand going to her ass, as the other arm cradled her to his chest. "I wanted you. And nothing and no one was going to stop me from getting to know you, and to let me let you get to know me..." he paused, "If that makes sense..."
Make Me MentaI: "He must have done it a lot then when I wasn't around or something." she replied. Meghan smiled as he caressed her face before he was sitting up with her then then pulling her in close ashe leaned back. She grinned at him as his hand went to her ass. "It makes perfect sense." she added. "And I'm glad I got to know you. Even if you called me drunk... and really told me what you thought." she teased. [d]
Alex Vipond: Laughing, he nodded. "Yes, he only did it when you weren't around. It was, in retrospect, kind of cute the way he'd puff up...." Even if at the time he'd wanted to rip his heart out and show it to him as it stopped beating. He shook his head. "I think I deserve a nomination for sainthood with that." And then he cracked up. "Yes. Drunk dialing is so not smart. I still don't know what that chick was on. Hell for all I know someone had ruffied her to get to me, or ... any vamp for that matter." Would be a hell of a way to hunt. Get them drunk, then stake them.
Make Me MentaI: "I don't doubt that about him." she replied. Though, she couldn't help to laugh with what followed. "I think so too." When he responded to her bringing up his drunk dialing, she sighed. "Well, I'm just glad you were okay and that no one hurt you." [d]
Alex Vipond: "It was interesting." he nodded. I recall hanging upside down from the damned rail on the VIP side, and losing the change out of my pocket. I know I lost the change out of my pocket because it hit me in the face as it went past. And then my phone.... Fortunately I found that on the floor on the way out, undamaged. Thank God for my Otterbox..."
Make Me MentaI: "I can only imagine." she replied as she gave a shake of her head and settled in against him. A soft sound of contentment sounding. Her arms wrapped around him. "I'm just glad things worked out like they did. Even if people like Ivarr tried to get in the way of things." [d]
Alex Vipond: "All they did, in the long run, was make us stronger." He settled, cheek resting to her head. "Now if we can just keep from being splashed all over the internet, we're good."
Make Me MentaI: "I agree and lets hope that doesn't happen." she replied as she closed her eyes. Yeah, he had for now, wore her out. "I want ice cream once we recuperate." she quietly mumbled. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I know it's difficult, but we could just be worrying for nothing. I mean, nothing's shown up yet and it's been a week, right? I think if TMZ or Perez Hilton had it, we'd already know about it." As would her father. "Oh fuck...." Face palm time.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan sighed. "I still don't get why the hell he has a weather cam up there. I mean... seriously? It just... " She couldn't wrap her mind around it. It was one story, and it was like out in the boonies. Mostly. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Beats me. I mean, seriously, that's like having a weather forecasting rock. All he has to do is look at the sucker. If it's wet, it's raining; if it's white, snow...." Alex shook his head and then kissed her, rising from the couch. "You want a drink?" Moving to the fridge, the little upstairs apartment over the studio had all the comforts of home. Often he and the band would hang out, and occasionally if one of the guys was too tired ... or drunk, to drive home, they'd stay over.
Make Me MentaI: She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. Legs crossed over one another. "Well, let’s just hope your girl Friday manages to get control of it before it gets out of hand." He knew who she was talking about. When he asked her if she wanted a drink, she nodded. "Sure. And it doesn't matter what it is, just needs to be cold." [d]
Alex Vipond: Nodding he pulled the fridge open, grabbed a couple bottles of water and then closed the door. Padding barefoot back over to the couch, he dropped down beside her, bottle offered out before he slipped his arm around her. "To be honest, we're damned lucky we haven't had a scare like this sooner. Not that I want to flaunt our sex life to the world and... your father. But we do tend to ... thrive on the thrill. Or just the proximity of each other." Didn't matter where they were, give them five minutes and they'd be touching, even if it was nothing more than holding hands.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan watched as he moved across the floor and toward the kitchen to pull the two bottles of water from the fridge. Head canting. Damn she was lucky. Had a talented and sexy husband. Vampire to boot. Fuck you Edward Cullen, she had the real deal. Screw that Twilight crap. "I know... but... it’s just... crazy." she replied once he ended up plopping down beside her. The offered bottled of water was taken and she cracked the cap on it. "Anyways... didn't you say you were supposed to meet up with Uriah soon. Something about some message? Did you ever get up with him? And what was the message?" Meghan had no clue what Alex's friend was capable of yet. By message, she thought maybe it was some mutual friend he ran into or something. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Met up with him a few times but sadly we've never been in a position to talk about it. Whoever the message is from is ... no longer with us." he nodded. "I'm... really kind of afraid of who it might be."
Make Me MentaI: She was sipping water and not but a couple seconds of it going down, she coughed and looked to him. "Wait... what?" she asked with a very wild look. "What do yo mean no longer with us?" she asked. "You mean like... moved or dead?" she asked. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Dead." he nodded. "Uriah is a medium. He's constantly hounded by the dead wanting one thing or another and apparently our association has finally caught notice of someone who knows me." He nodded once more, slowly, exaggeratedly as his lips pressed together . "I'm afraid of who that someone might be."
Make Me MentaI: She sat up more and turned to him with a concerned look. "I... I would have never guessed that about him he seems so... normal. I.. and like, he's so... I dunno, posh?" she said with a slight amused expression before it turned back serious. "Afraid? Why? Who do you think it is?" she asked. Meghan was worried now. What if it was something bad? Could dead people see the future? Did they know if something bad was going to happen? She bit her bottom lip pondering these few thoughts as she waited for Alex's to reply. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I don't know, but think about it. I've killed a few people in my time." More than a few but that was beside the point. "It could be any one of them. I suppose there's no point in worrying until I know what we're worrying about but it's just kind of freaky you know? To have someone who is dead wanting to contact you..." Make Me MentaI: "Yeah... and he never said who it was? No kind of hint or anything?" sh asked. Yeah, Meghan could see why he was so worried and concerned now. However, at the same time in his defense, he hadn't wanted to kill certain people. It was the nature of the beast and that fault fell on Alea. [d]
Alex Vipond: "No, we haven't had a chance to actually get into it. Which is frustrating in and of itself." he shrugged. There were however, people he had wanted to kill and some he did kill. Others he'd tried to save. It really just was a confusing mess, when one thought too long on it.
Make Me MentaI: "Maybe soon then so you guys can get together and you can find out who it is and what they want. Maybe it’s not anything bad." she replied. She at least hoped it wasn't anything bad. She lifted the water for a couple more swallows. "Speaking of which... I haven't seen him the last couple of days... I hope he's okay." [d]
Alex Vipond: "He uh... ran into an old friend." Alex smirked, and then cracked up. "Apparently he has a gift for pissing women off. Or did at one time, at any rate. She was quite annoyed with him, they ended up making a bet over a game of pool and ... he lost. She has him being her boy Friday."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan arched her thin dark brows. "Uh oh..." she replied. "I.. Yeah, I canmaybe see that about him. He is kinda uppity..." she added. "And when are you men ever gonna learn that you can't win a bet against a woman. The odds are not in your favor!" she said with a laugh. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Hey, I will have you know that the pool game I lost to Bren I did so on purpose...." He nodded. "It was for charity..." He shrugged. "Speaking of wagers..." he paused, and then said it all on one breath, "UriahandIaregoingtohavearoadrallyracetoseewhichcaranddriverisbetter." He nodded, grinned, then kissed her before that had a chance to sink in and she protested.
Make Me MentaI: "Uh huh" she replied with a smirk and a snicker. She eased back into her seat and was taking another swallow of water when he blurted out his next statement. "Wait... what did you say?" she asked with a suspicious look. "Did you say a race?" she asked with a pointed look. [d]
Alex Vipond: "More of a rally, than a race." He nodded. "You know, just ... Seattle to Denver to Flagstaff, to San Francisco and back to Seattle." He nodded. "Baby, he's dissing the Benz... It was a moral imperative."
Make Me MentaI: Single brow arched. As if that made everything okay. "Have the two of you lost your marbles? Do ya'll knowhow crazy that is? And dangerous?" she asked. "Nope. Not gonna happen." she added. "I won't let it." She was serious too! [d]
Alex Vipond: "Baby, it's just a road trip. I won't even have to speed. He has to sleep more and I don't have to take a piss." Alex looked at her. "What can possibly go wrong?" Cut to the time of the race when Uriah and Alex are sitting, side by side in a jail cell in some podunk town....
Make Me MentaI: "Road trip my ass. I'm not stupid ... It’s dangerous and ... and... " she huffed. "I'll find someone who will help me wring the both of your necks. Surely he's got a mom or a sister or someone!" she added. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Baby, I've survived plane crashes, even if I got into a wreck, I'd be fine." He paused. Just because he would survive a wreck, didn't mean Uriah would. "You're right, it's stupid. I'll write him a check tomorrow."
Make Me MentaI: "I know you have but... that’s not the point. It’s just dangerous... and yeah, he's not thinking straight with that noggin of his either. I'll get on to him to even if I don't know him that well." she warned. Meghan somehow felt that these two would still end up doing it and just not telling anyone. She knew how sneaky Alex could be when he wanted to. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Just know that I'm going to tell him you wouldn't let me." Naw, Alex wouldn't do it behind her back. He would, however, do a quarter mile against Uriah. "I think I'm gonna buy a Tesla Roadster." He nodded. That would really frost Uriah if Alex beat him, quarter mile, in a fucking electric car. Alex grinned just thinking about it.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan eyed him suspiciously and ook a couple swallows of water. Though, she wasn't expecting the next to follow. "A Tesla Roadster?" she asked. "You don't need any more toys." she teased. [d]
Alex Vipond: "It's a penis car for the environmentally conscious." He nodded. "0-60 in 3.7. That's five seconds faster than Uriah's LFA." he nodded. "And not a drop of gas. It's probably too small to have sex in it, but I can turn you into a hood ornament." He waggled his brows at her.
Make Me MentaI: She just shook her head and took a couple more swallows of water. "Why can't the two of you do your manly things with like say... a pool game or something. Not racing cars...." she replied. The hood ornimate remark had her chuckle. "What is it with men and cars or men with car and women? I suppose you want me to wear some skimpy ass bathing suit or something?" she asked.[d]
Alex Vipond: Alex leered at her and leaned in. "Well now that you mention it...." He waggled his brows, kissed her and then leaned back, tipping his water up for a drink. Hydration. It was needed. "And a pair of stilettos. Maybe even a sash..."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan laughed. "It figures." she replied. He stole a kiss and she leaned in to follow it with one of her own. "Any particular color?" she asked. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Red. Always red." he nodded. "And maybe some stockings. The good ones. Silk. With the seams that run up the back of the leg...." He nodded, arm around her and leaned back. "Yeah, I've got a photo shoot coming up, we should make it a twofer." he smiled as he looked back at her. "Maybe get a jump on a family portrait for Christmas. See if we can't get Charlie to sit still long enough to take a picture."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan nodded and smirked. "I'm making mental notes of all this." she replied. Meghan's brows arched. "Shoot?" she asked."And yeah, wouldn't hurt to try." she added. She took one more swallow of water and stood. "Let’s get these baby kitties fed and watered and then we need to head home to check on Gus." [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex rose, stretched and then turned around twice looking for his jeans. "Yeah, a photo shoot for publicity. All the shit my manager should be handling, if you know... I had one." He really should look, but just hadn't had the heart to after parting ways with Jake.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan moved about the room, picking up a piece of clothing here and there. Putting one on before grabbing up the next. Those that belonged to him were playfully tossed in his direction. "I think you do find on your own." she replied. Once she was dressed, she grabbed the kitty food and poured some into their bowls. Then opened up her water bottle and poured the water from it, into their bowls. She headed for the trash can and tossed her now empty water bottle in the recycle bin. She looked to Alex, I'll meet you in the Benz" she said, knowing he probably had a couple other things to do or check real quick before they left. [d]
Alex Vipond: He smirked, catching bits and pieces of his clothes and putting them on. Finally dressed, he grabbed up his sneaks and sat down on the couch once more to put them on. "You know, if you ever get bored, you could be like my manager type wife person. We could take long lunch breaks, or... small breaks in between...." He smiled as he rose, then started turning off lights. The last thing he did before heading downstairs was put the baby gate up to keep the kittens upstairs. Then down he went, making sure everything was locked up, turned off, set and ready to roll.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Nov 8, 2013 21:53:57 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Last night's bit at the Gator had been interesting, even though they never did get Callie up there to sing, but now Alex was back to work in the studio, or more to the point, at the moment he was upstairs warming a bottle or two for lunch. He was still annoyed at Derrick's dick move the night before last with the fae blood. Derrick knew he'd been addicted at one time. And to who. And maybe that was the problem. It was a means of dicking with Alex and Troian. He shook his head, pulled the first bottle out of the warmer and wiped it down with a towel to clear the water from it.
KrystalFlake: Krystal was a busy bee so she had been sorely lax in seeing people that she was actually friends with. Shame on her. Of course that could only be remedied by going to do some visiting. She went to Drifters first, but that was more of a way to say hello not to really hang out. Since there was no one she knew around she decided the next stop would to go see the other work-a-holic that she knew. Heading in the front door she wandered in and saw the quiet lobby area and sent out some feelers to find out who was at home so to speak. Getting a hit on her radar she followed her spidey senses up the stairs. "Alex, you alive..." Which was really just not dead for the time being. Hey he was a vampire after all. And shame on whoever tricked him into drinking nummy blood. Krystal didn't offer to be a donor to anyone because that was bad juju. She wasn't fae she was something else of ethereal nature and well that meant tasty to vampires. [d]
Alex Vipond: Fortunately Alex had the backbone to walk away from it. In fact he'd not only walked away from it, but walked right out the fucking door without saying a thing to Derrick. Which in and of itself spoke volumes. Alex had not been pleased. He barely spoke to him last night. Or, at all, really. "Hey!" Alex grinned at the sound of Krystal's voice and when she reached the top of the stairs he was there to give her a hug. "How have you been? God, come in, have a seat." He gestured to the living room, well the whole second floor above the office was an apartment, a home away from home. Complete with a pool table, poker table and yes, ping pong. No self-respecting studio would be without.
KrystalFlake: She laughed at the friendly tone coupled with a hug that she returned. "I've been good. How are you?" She drew back from the hug slowly and headed over to the pool table and let her fingers trace along the edge of it before sitting down in one of the chairs. She was set for the cooler weather with a pair of pants and heeled boots and a loose light blue sweater with a cowl neck. She loved her blue what could you say. It was a good set up that he had with fun and function all in one. Alex didn't even need a house with the way the studio was set up. She was the same way with the bar. "Oh look I came at lunch time." She could smell the warmed blood and snickered. "Don't let me interrupt. Drink up." Her own eating habits were not exactly normal either. [d]
Alex Vipond: Chuckling, Alex popped the top on the bottle, then headed to the fridge. "You want a beer?" He pulled the door open and looked inside. "Got Dr Pepper, Sprite, Orange Crush...." He looked over his shoulder at her. "There's stuff for sandwiches if you're hungry."
KrystalFlake: "I'm good thanks. I don't eat much. Maybe I'll stop for a bite later." She gave a simple elegant shrug of one shoulder that came with a hint of mischief in those bright blue eyes. Yeah if she was going to stop for food with a comment like that well it probably was something fast food and very low in calories. He didn't need her to spell it out to let her know exactly what she was talking about. "I don't drink much soda either. Looks like it is quiet around here. Didn't see anyone downstairs." Then again she was a horrible friend lately so not seeing anyone and knowing what was going on was nearly impossible. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Guys went to Hooters for lunch. Gave me shit for not going." He smirked and headed for the sofa, taking a drink of his lunch before dropping down. "So what have you been up to? Anything good? Or at least fun?"
KrystalFlake: "How imaginative to go to Hooters. Then again.. They do have a decent lunch selection." Again not really talking about the food, but the food was okay. "I don't suppose I could say that anything has been good or bad. Fun definitely not in the cards, but that's okay. I will live with just working hard and enjoying the pay afterward. How about you?" [d]
Alex Vipond: "Busy as fuck. We've got two albums out, a third just now in release and getting ready to tour. We did a charity event over the weekend before Halloween; we have a Sadie Hawkins dance this weekend, a show at the Grumpy Gator next weekend and then Thanksgiving the following week. Shopping like mad until Christmas while doing radio spots and promo tours to push the new album, and the week end before Christmas we're up in the mountains, everyone is invited; it's going to be three days of throwing snowballs and drinking cocoa." He nodded.
KrystalFlake: "Aww, I wish I would have known. I would have tried to find a date. Alas.. I am unprepared." Laughing softly she gave a mock pout for a moment. "Sounds like you have been just as busy as I have been. Only I really don't have that kind of work to show for it." Or fame which was probably a good thing since she didn't want to have to figure out a way to change identities to that extent. "I will have to put that down on my calendar to meet you up at the mountains for a few days. I'll try and catch one of the shows too. I am a terrible friend." [d]
Alex Vipond: "No, life gets busy, I know that." he nodded. "So far we're looking at Sydney, Tokyo, Bangkok, London, Paris, and Milan. We have to set up Germany, Brazil, Mexico, and the US."
KrystalFlake: "Sounds like you are really going to get busy. You going to do any live streaming shows again? It seemed like that was a pretty big hit." There was something pretty cool and personal about that Krystal thought. Not many artists really cared enough to do something so intimate with their fans. Then again most of them weren't Alex. He had a much more unique perspective on life. [d]
Alex Vipond: "I foresee more live streaming. Video chats with the fans, things like that." He nodded. "It's hard sometimes when you're on tour and you want to sign for the fans, and can't because they're mobbing you and security is pulling you one way and the fans another. Bangkok was always hella insane, the most insane I thought until we got to Brazil and found out just how insane, insane really is." He chuckled. "I'm talking fans literally throwing themselves in the path of the van. And trying to get through an airport without losing your clothes or an arm is just fucking nuts." He chuckled and shook his head. "It's cool when they know who we are when we've never been there before but it's crazy too."
KrystalFlake: "It's like Michael Jackson and the Beetles all over again. Or are we looking more like it is for The Hoff." Oh good ol' David Hasselhoff and his dedicated German fans. "I'd love to see some of that action in person because it would be amusing as hell to watch." Crossing one leg over the other she bounced her foot and folded her hands in her lap, angling her body a bit in the chair so that she was facing him better. "Has Meghan had to really experience this before and is she prepared for it?" Krystal might have to go just to take pictures of what a mob really looks like in action. [d
Alex Vipond: "She got a taste of it yes." He chuckled. "And it was a total Beatles moment, I mean in London we had girls passing out, and literally being lifted and carried out mosh pit style. It was insane. Granted it was hot in there."
KrystalFlake: "Well, you can't help being as sexy as you are. I am sure that the medic crews standing by just sigh when they see you and pass the word around, they will have a massive case of the vapors going on." One hand lifted and she threw in a southern belle touch with an accent for the last part of her sentence as she fanned herself with that hand.
Alex Vipond: Alex cracked up. "Oh I'm sure that's it, rather than the fact that there are like a thousand people packed in, and all these lights radiating heat, along with not enough air circulation... But hey, at least we didn't get fried in London."
KrystalFlake: "You really should look into more outdoor venues when the weather allows and free water hoses." Grinning she laughed as her hand dropped back into her lap. "Or maybe offer free bottles of water and set up fans to cool all those hot concert goers off. Then again." Her lips quirked a bit to the side. "Maybe you just had more people like me in attendance and didn't know it." That would be a perfect place for a naughty demon to go snacking. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Cups of water were being passed around and some of the fans were so concerned about us, that they were throwing their water on us." He paused and nodded. "That could be. Never thought of that."
KrystalFlake: "There are lots of naughty creatures who feed on emotion that could take great delight in large gatherings like that. I think that it would be a way to go undetected much easier. I know I've done it. So much going on I mean really what's consent." Yeah she didn't look at all guilty about that one either. Then again she wasn't in the habit of killing her food. She had in the past, but well they deserved it as far as she was concerned. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex would have to tell her about his trip to Mexico one day. "For years I got by with the whole bite, feed, and erase method." He tipped his bottle up and drained it before it could cool too much.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Nov 13, 2013 12:20:45 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Alex parked out behind the Studio, and unlocked the security screen, then the door. Stepping inside, he closed the door and headed to the alarm panel, punched in the code, then set his coffee down on the conference room table as he passed it. To the front door he went, unlocking it, then moving to the gate at the storefront. Unlocking that, he folded it back, then gave a look up and down the street. It was cloudy, cold, well to him. 54 degrees, after having lived in Los Angeles was cold. At least it wasn't snot freezing cold. There was that.
Moonlit Mortal: There was indeed that. Jade would pull up along the curb having been circling trying to figure out where she was going. Spotting Alex helped and she'd park easily. Grabbing her bags, and coffee cup door would open and she'd hop out. The truck had a new lift so she was getting used to it, hip checked the door to close and she moved around the front offering a smile. Red leather jacket over black top and black jeans to cover boots. Professional but comfortable "Mornin ...new boss..." Grin would appear and she'd step up to where he was-d
Alex Vipond: Alex watched the truck pull up and when Jade got out and stepped up onto the walk, he smiled. A chuckle was given at her greeting. "Good morning to you too." He moved to the door to pull it open for her. "Oh, you're not allergic to cats, are you?" Yes, the studio had resident cats. Thumpy being first and foremost, ruled the roost. Then there were the sisters, who were recently rescued from where they'd been abandoned by their mother out behind the place.
Moonlit Mortal: Stepping in and to the side when he opened the door she chuckled "I hope not...otherwise I might have to rethink my living arrangements with Elvis..." Shifting her purse and bag she'd look over the new surroundings taking them in and looking for the cats if they were around.-d
Alex Vipond: "You're living with him?" Stepping in behind her, he moved past the front desk, then paused and looked back. "This actually will be Jade Central. I left a list of venues on the desk. But let me show you around, first." He continued on, picked up his coffee from the conference room table, then stepped back to the back room. "Basically what we have going here are two shops, side by side. The offices are on this side, and on the other side is the actual studio."
Moonlit Mortal: "Roommates..."She'd clarify it wasn't a shacking up situation. Dropping her bags at the desk she'd grin and then follow with her own cup in hand for the tour "So the workers on this side and the players on the other...go it" Playful grin slid up on those lips and she'd look over the decoration and the like. It suited and was comfortable.-d
Alex Vipond: Alex nodded. "I realize that came off kind of intrusive and for that, I apologize." He stepped through to the other side. Back here we have our control room, and this is where all the mixing and recording is done." Stepping through the door into the studio itself, he waved an arm around at the seeming chaos of instruments and cables run about. "And this is where we sweat our asses off." he nodded.
Moonlit Mortal: "No worries, just don't want anyone to get the wrong idea." Smile was offered and she'd follow behind as he continued to show her the surroundings. Once inside the studio she arched a brow-"Do you practice daily?" She hadn't been around musicians much so their way of practicing and what not was unknown to her-d
Alex Vipond: "Not practice, but we're usually working on something. We pretty much go through cycles. Sometimes we're writing, other times recording, sometimes we're just fucking around and playing ping pong."
Moonlit Mortal: Laughs. "Ping Pong...that's awsome. So what do you want me start working on? The venues and travel right?"-d
Alex Vipond: "Yes. The venue list is on your desk," he headed back that direction as he spoke. "We also need to make certain we have enough merch on hand for each show to sell and sign. CDs, bracelets, headbands, pictures, all the usual crap you get while at concert. Oh, t-shirts.... we need to get t-shirts."
Moonlit Mortal: "And who is our contact for the Merchandise?" Information needed to make sure she got everything together. Following him as he walked she kept up so she could hear him. Not that it was hard. Mentally for the moment noting what they needed -"Do we have someone that does the shirts, or is it the same vendor?-d
Alex Vipond: When his phone vibrated in his hip pocket, he pulled it out and checked the screen, a smile given as he read the text, and then he sent one back. "There's a list on the desk with the various vendors as well as our manufacturer for the CDs. We'll have to order them direct for the shows, and drop ship them to each location. For the smaller venues we want at least a hundred over capacity, for the larger ones, anything over a thousand, add five hundred to that number. We'll carry some with us, in case the shipment doesn't reach hotel in time, so we'll have to include at least five thousand in our luggage at the onset."
Moonlit Mortal: Once in the area she moved directly to her desk grabbing paper and pen from her bag so she could write down the amounts of what they needed and when. Small nods given now and again to show she understood "Alright, got it...anything else I should know now? do we need anything for Saturday's show?"-d
Alex Vipond: "We've got a bus on standby, stage crew is set to roll, catering is done, but we should do a walk through on Friday. With the trailers Derrick has put in, I'm not sure of the boundaries any more, we can get out there with the road manager and get it chalked off so to speak."
Moonlit Mortal: "Alright, I can call Ava to, see if she can send us the back peramiters, that might help if we have the numbers" Tapping her pen a moment she'd look around her desk "I do have a directory with the road manager and the other crews information right?"-d
Alex Vipond: "Yes, all that is there, and it's also in Outlook contacts under the AMVRecords account." He paused and pulled a Post It note and wrote down the passwords she would need for the computer and email accounts, as well as the alarm code to get in. "Upstairs there's a full kitchen, well, home away from home, really. It's where we unwind. The ping pong, pool and poker tables are up there and that's where the kittens live. There is a baby gate at the top of the stairs to keep them up. Thumpy goes right over it but they're too little yet."
Moonlit Mortal: Watching as he wrote down all the information she'd nod, small smile given hearing where the kittens were " I'll go see them in a bit. May even give one a home once we're settled. " She'd nod and grab a chair to sit down at her new desk sipping her coffee legs would fold one over the other and she'd nestle free hand on her thigh- "I'll get working on this list, and get ahold of the road manager to set something up for friday"-d
Alex Vipond: "Great." Alex grinned, then glanced at his phone again. One brow rose as he grinned, and then he looked back at Jade. "If there's anything you need, give me a shout out. There's like I said a kitchen upstairs so if you need to store anything, feel free. We want this to be as homey an environment as it can get." he nodded, and then a text message was sent back, before he shoved his phone back into his pocket. He'd then wander off to go check his own email.
Moonlit Mortal: "We'll do..." She'd grin as his phone kept going off. When he went off to check his email she'd take the sticky note and get started on the different things he needed her to do, first and foremost being friday set up so the concert Saturday went off without a hitch-d
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Post by Alex Vipond on Dec 5, 2013 16:09:47 GMT -8
Jaded MortaI: Late night at the gator, she'd arrived slightly late. Unlocking the studio she'd say hello to the pets, grab an apple and sit at her desk working on the travel arrangements. People were clueless sometimes. Shake of her head as she fired off an email to her contact she'd lean back in her chair to sip her coffee and think for a moment. She had been slightly distracted but all distractions were gone now.-d
Alex Vipond: She thinks they're all gone. Just wait. In a few minutes, she'll be covered by kittens. Never mind that she already greeted them. They'll want her undivided attention, lying across her desk, her keyboard, patting her face with their little paws, getting nose to nose with her. In general, just being cats. Alex was coming in the back door, having parked out back and he headed upstairs first and foremost, his lunch put in the fridge. Once that was done, he headed downstairs and for the front office to check for mail.
Jaded MortaI: Those precious kittens were welcomed distraction. Although they reminded her of another slightly larger kitty she'd well gotten most of the emotions from that out of her system. When the smaller ones claimed her attention she'd gladly give it. Still staring at her screen with a perplexed look she'd look up to see Alex and offer a smile "Hey Boss..How's it goin?"-d
Alex Vipond: "Doing good but you seem a bit puzzled. Is there an issue?" He started sorting through the mail, a good portion of which was advertising and Alex shuffled that off to the back of the stack. He'd go through that later. One never knew when something interesting would be found.
Jaded MortaI: "Just one of my travel contacts. He’s being an ass. I should have it fixed by end of day" She'd wave it off. The guy was slimy at times. Twisting in her chair she'd tilt her head to the mail he went through "I also can't seem to get ahold of Jack, so I'll keep trying, I put a schedule in outgoing mail just to make sure he gets it"-d
Alex Vipond: "Did you email him? Text?"
Jaded MortaI: "The email bounced back, and I did try to text, not sure if he got it.." She had sent another email this morning so hopefully something would take-d
Alex Vipond: "Double check the address and try again." He nodded. Jack was not usually hard to reach. Alex paused at one envelope and tore it open, pulling the letter out, he read over it quickly, then pushed from his lean against the desk. "I'll be right back."
Jaded MortaI: She'd nod and turn back to her computer, The email rewritten she'd hit send and voila finally it went through maybe Jack's inbox had been full. Small shrug and she'd look up as he walked off quizically "Alright"-d
Alex Vipond: The letter had generated a phone call, which had generated, an even deeper scowl on Alex's face. When he headed back down, he was still pondering the issue, phone tapped against his lips as he thought. The letter he'd left upstairs, along with the rest of the mail that he hadn't gone through yet.he had a nerve in his left eye that was, by now twitching.
Jaded MortaI: She had gone back to some other means of business. Gaze rose seeing him come down and the deep scowl. "Alex? Everything alright?"-d
Alex Vipond: "Just the usual bullshit. Naja, my lawyer will be calling before too long. Seems I am being hit with a paternity suit." Yeah. Go figure that one. "Some of my fans are a little.... delusional."
Jaded MortaI: Blinking she'd arch a brow "That's not...possible is it?" Far as she knew his kind were sterile? Unless some hoodoo stuff was done.-d
Alex Vipond: "No. For more reasons than one." Sterility being the least of them. "Naja will be filing an order to suppress, as well as an order to dismiss, though it's probably already hit TMZ, if not it's on its way, and the dismissal all depends on the judge."
Jaded MortaI: "Oh shit...Meg is gonna be pissed..." Could imagine his wife, turning she'd pull up TMZ and search to see if it had indeed hit yet. If not maybe she could keep it from doing so.-d
Alex Vipond: "With luck the gag order will be pushed through before this scumbag lawyer and his client have a chance to start flapping their lips. After the last run in with TMZ, this will definitely set tongues to wagging, and not in a good way." Because the photos TMZ used were clearly not Meghan, due to the lack of ink, but the man in them was obscured enough that his identity could neither be confirmed or denied. And it sure as fuck was not him, but he couldn't exactly prove that. His only witness is his wife.
Jaded MortaI: She'd shake her head and lean back in her chair. She had been around enough to know he wouldn't do it "Well if you need anything from me let me know...that's just crap" She was clearly not happy with the situation either Alex wasn't just her boss he was a friend and so was Meg-d
Alex Vipond: "Thanks." Alex shook his head. "You know, I understand fans wanting to feel close, I've been in the game long enough to know some of them can go a little overboard and everyone who has been in the limelight for one reason or another, sooner or later has to go through something like this, but damn. " He dragged a hand through his hair and shook his head. "I gotta call Meghan..." He pulled his phone and wandered back through the place, stepping from the office into the studio proper.
Jaded MortaI: She'd nod and watch him leave to call Meg, she wouldn't want to hear that conversation. Meghan had a temper. Turning in her chair she'd pick up her apple and take a bite and read what was on her screen-d
Alex Vipond: Voicemail. She was probably chasing Gus down with Lauren, trying to get him into the bath. Or rather the shower. Since lifting the horse into the tub was not an option. Alex left a message, telling her he'd gotten notice of a lawsuit and that he'd called Naja who was on it. Then he wandered back into the office from the studio side.
Jaded MortaI: Gaze lifted from her screen and she'd turn it so he could see. "I don't think the gag went through as fast as you hoped Alex..." Wrinkle of her nose she'd set her apple back on its napkin and sigh " This chick needs an institution. I mean it's one thing to be star struck, it's another to do this..."-d
Alex Vipond: "Why, did something hit TMZ already?" Fuck. Hopefully Meghan would get his voice mail before word spread. That was the downfall of social media. People could learn bad news before the proper channels could get the word out.
Jaded MortaI: "Any concelation he looks nothing like you?" She'd try to grin. Gaze slipped to her phone when it buzzed from the slimy travel contact. “One sec" She'd answer and put on sweet smile even if plastered and handle him and the travel she contacted him for. Pen and paper scooted toward her she'd write down the information and slightly frown "No, I have dinner plans thanks. I'll be in touch" She'd hit end and shiver some setting her pen back down and looked to Alex. " That's the last of the start of the tour travel...we're set, I just have to get the last half together"-d
Alex Vipond: "Who he looks nothing like me?" If he was scowling before the furrow on his brow could now be used to plant corn.
Jaded MortaI: She'd turn the screen back and shoulders sagged shaking her head "Never mind...wrong damn story...I need glasses" Or more sleep.-d
Alex Vipond: "Thank God. Scared me." he chuckled. Would suck ass if some crazy fangirl was actually dragging a kid into the mess. "These things are as much about the delusion they've created for themselves as it is the money they want to gain from it. You should see some of the erotic fan fic sent my way." he shook his head. "It's really... creepy."
Jaded MortaI: She'd wrinkle her nose to the fan fic comment "I am not sure I want to...." That in itself would more than likely cost her her lunch. Which, she hadn't had yet. Resting her head back she'd clasp her hands at her belly "I would not
Jaded MortaI: want to be in Meghan's shoes...it's got to be hard on her sometimes to have other women sending you that crap"-d
Alex Vipond: "It can be a concern. We have security on tour as much for her as me and the band. Some of these women, particularly the Brazilian fans, and don't get me wrong, I love them, but some of them can be more than intense. They say there's nothing more vicious than a Latina woman who is jealous."
Jaded MortaI: She'd arch a brow and grin a little "Latina's period can be scary..."-d
Alex Vipond: "I ... really can't argue that." Though in his experience, Slovenians were the worst. Alea anyone? Anyone?
Jaded MortaI: Alea was fierce-d
Alex Vipond: And more than slightly psychotic. Alex was actually concerned that she might take over the city, but that was business not related to life in general.
Dylan Zane King: He had followed the scent to the place. Alex and Jade had unique scents in more ways then one. And he wool coat, hat, gloves, jeans with boots, came on in. It'd been awhile since he'd been here. Probably since February-March-ish. It was still standing was a good sign. "Anyone home?"
Alex Vipond: They were there at the front desk so when Dylan came in, Alex looked toward the door and smiled. "Elvis has entered the building!" And yes, he flashed rock and roll horns at him.
Jaded MortaI: She'd grin watching Elvis enter "Yes he has, How ya doin?" She was at her desk leaning back comfy in her chair-d
Dylan Zane King: "Aww man, it's so damned cold outside." He walked over to Alex and gave him a pound and a side bump. He leaned over and kissed Jade on the cheek. "Is there a single being made that should be secret?"
Alex Vipond: "A single one?" Alex contemplated that, "Man there's so much shit that should be kept under wraps to keep the public from panicking that it's not funny. It's like Tommy Lee Jones said, a person is smart, people are dumb, panicky animals."
Jaded MortaI: Kissed to her cheek she'd smile even blush some. A slight blink she'd peer up at him "No?" She wasn't sure if there was an answer needed for that but she'd give it a shot anyway-d
Dylan Zane King: He nodded, agreeing with that. If everyone knew lions, tigers, and bears, vampires, angels, wolves and everything else was creepin around they'd be mass craziness all over the world. "I haven't been here in along time. I didn't know if this was a business day or not," answering both?
Jaded MortaI: "It is, it was a late start..." She'd chuckle looking to Alex they'd both come in late. Gaze back to Elvis now she'd tilt her head "You want somethin to drink?"-d
Alex Vipond: "We're going to need security to be beefed up. I got hit with a paternity suit today, so some crazy chick out there is either delusional, greedy or both, but I want to make damned certain that when we're on the road, Meghan is safe."
Dylan Zane King: "No, I'm fine." He smiled to Jade then looked at Alex with a serious face. "Interesting. Alright, will get things for you and Meghan tightened up. Did you want to hire more personnel or add some shifts to what we already have?"
Alex Vipond: "I think it might be an idea to start interviewing. I'm not comfortable in light of this news, that she's safe. Some of these chicks are very intensely, irrationally possessive."
Jaded MortaI: Standing from her chair she'd keep an ear on the conversation but she'd head upstairs to get her lunch. Tummy rumbled and she'd just keep walking and red as she did how embrassing-d
Dylan Zane King: "Alright, will get on it. I think we can have a few more personnel in place in a few days pending background checks." Which were essential this day in age. People weren't always as it seemed.
Alex Vipond: "Good. Thanks, man." he watched Jade walk away, but then he looked back at Elvis. "And if at all possible, and I know she's going to kill me for it, but I would like someone to at least shadow Meghan. I'll of course discuss it with her, but I'm not comfortable with leaving her exposed. Naja said that there has been internet chatter on Twitter and Facebook from fans wanting to come 'visit'."
Hit The Roadie: Whistling out Z.Z. Top in the most Musack way possible, Jack shuffled up and in through the door. He had bundled himself up in a heavy coat and his backwards golf cap, a scarf wrapped around his neck, and even a pair of gloves to keep his digits toasty. Looking over the front desk, he bent down long enough to give Thumpy a quick pet as he kept an ear open for anyone in the place.
Jaded MortaI: Was upstairs getting lunch thank god-d
Alex Vipond: Well, they were there at the front desk, Alex had one ass cheek settled to it as he was talking to Elvis. "Oh sure, greet the cat first. I see how you are."
Dylan Zane King: There was definately someone, or someone's in the building. Elvis and Alex was standing at the front desk conversating. "Will post myself on her myself until we get some new hires." A brow raised when the cat was petted and mentioned. "Welcome," greeting the person who popped in.
Hit The Roadie: "You're not likely to shred my calves if I don't say hi to you." Starting to unbundle his scarf, he looked at Elvis and gave a brief nod. "Got an email from Jade so I figured I'd stop by and go over the details in person, maybe talk to her about her use of commas. Had to read it three times before I realized that you weren't going to be the one setting out the snacks." Smiling at Elvis in a wry sort of way, he pulled off his gloves and stuffed them into his pockets.
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled. "Yeah well, wait until you hear the latest. Some chick is claiming I knocked her up after a show this past spring. Kind of hard to do since my wife was with me the entire tour."
Dylan Zane King: Elvis figured it was impossible to do but what did he know? He figured [Jack] was intelligent enough to know the little feline was the one holding down the place.
Hit The Roadie: "Well, Meghan is a wild one." He grimaced a bit, starting to unbutton his coat. "Ever even seen the girl before?"
Alex Vipond: "I don't even know who she is at this point. Just a name on a piece of paper. She could have been at the show on the 19th of March, which was the last time I was in LA and the petition was filed in LA."
Jaded MortaI: Jade heard the voices and groaned. Putting her lunch back in the fridge she'd make her way back down the stairs and to her desk pulling up the chair to sit and head down. –d
Dylan Zane King: Elvis knew it wasn't hard to find Meghan unless she didn't want to be found but it was tricky. He was thinking of possible locations and hoped it wouldn't be far. Didn't like having to tail her but for safety's sake it had to be done.
Hit The Roadie: "I'll make sure the boys know nobody gets back stage without explicit approval. I'm sure security isn't going to slack, but making sure everybody's eyes are all on the same policy should help keep a strong line of deniability if these sorts of things come up again."
Dylan Zane King: Elvis was looking at Jack. Maybe he was invisible. "No, Security isn't going to slack." Never did. But the road manager probably didn't know who he was yet. Understandable, they were never introduced or at the same place at the same time despite their mutual interest.
Hit The Roadie: Yes. He did.
Alex Vipond: "Elvis is going to add some more personnel. Any gaps we may have will be filled swiftly."
Jaded MortaI: Jade was listening and typing at the same time. She'd pause now and again at the important parts but held her silence and used her apple that was left for sustenance. Okay, now she'd raise her gaze to Jack to offer a greeting of sorts? "Hello Jack, I've already started putting together the neccessary items to have Alex and Elvis interview for more personel. And I used correct punctuation" She'd overheard the crack. Slight grin peeled those lips and she'd look between the three-d
Hit The Roadie: "You left out a few commas and used a few too many ands when dealing with multiple subjects about who was handling what. I figured it out, but it took a few reads. I'm sure security will be handled, Elvis is quite capable with all of that. I'll get a meeting with the boys on my crew to go over new proceedures when handling visitors. We expecting any press for this show?"
Alex Vipond: "Most likely." Alex nodded. "Naja is on her way, she's got a PI looking into the girl." Alex reached up, fingers fussing through his hair, his gum chewed slowly as he contemplated all the shit about to hit the fan. "Oh, and I kind of volunteered the truck and the crew to a moving job this weekend."
Hit The Roadie: "And when you say volunteered?"
Jaded MortaI: "I was in a rush, I will be more careful next time" She'd keep her voice calm and professional. Hearing Alex she hadn't realized Jack would need to be in on the moving truck. She'd shoot a gaze to Elvis and then to Alex-d
Alex Vipond: "Yeah I loaned them out to load up home furnishings from storage and move it to a house." He nodded.
Dylan Zane King: He moved to one of the office chairs and sat down listening. No words yet, a nod here and there to show he was still there. Tongue licked out at Jade then looked back at Alex and the road manager.
Jaded MortaI: Lips would press to keep from laughing at Elvis and she'd give a slow shake of her head. Jack was her other boss she couldn't return that tounge lick but just wait!-d
Alex Vipond: They'd have more room if they stepped back a good fifteen feet and sat at the conference table but Alex was fine half perched on Jade's desk.
Dylan Zane King: Elvis knew grown up business and when and when not to act out. They were perfectly fine where they were. The advantage at this was Elvis and he liked it that way. The small feline did jump on his lap and started rubbing it's face against his chest. He smiled knowingly and silently pet the cat from head to tail. "I know," seemingly talking to the feline.
Alex Vipond: And that was just Thumpy, who by the way, owned the place and let everyone know. The kittens were about, growing by leaps and bounds, but still babies and for that reason they were kept out of the studio. Chewed cables did not make for productive studio time. Alex nodded. "Jade can give you the address."
Hit The Roadie: "Alright, so long as the boys aren't being overworked then. Never hurts to have a little charity I guess. If anyone complains about their behavior let me know."
Rhev Matthews: Door of the Records pulled open with shitkickers of his hitting that floor in a dull thud. For once he wasn't in leathers, but actually a semi decent outfit of a button up shirt, no tie cause that shit sucked along with a nice blue jeans. An up nod given towards Alex as he searched for his pad of paper and pen.... crap he forgot it. Maybe Alex has learned some ASL after all this time. What's happening Alex? [d]
Jaded MortaI: Charity, that caught her attention from Elvis and the cat. She'd give a slow nod and pull paper and pen to write it down. Making sure to watch her punctuation of course she'd hand the slip of paper to Jack. "Saturday would be good. We'd like to be done before the end of the weekend."-d
Hit The Roadie: He scrunched his face up a little and shook his head. "Not that worried about it, just like knowing what's going on with them is all. If they're gonna complain about moving furniture on their downtime, they can suck it up and be men about it." Taking the paper, he looked it over once before folding it up and slipping it into his pocket with his gloves. "Never hurts to do some soul exercise, right?"
Jaded MortaI: "Nope, not at all." She'd half grin at the man. The other who entered noticed but she'd turn in her chair now to take out her tablet. She'd forgotten something until the move was mentioned. Sending a personal email from that tablet She'd lay it down on the desk looking to Alex "I think I'm going to go get coffee, would you like anything?"-d
Dylan Zane King: There were times where Elvis made himself scarce for one reason or another. He petted Charity one last time and waited until she decided to leave her temperary perch. He got to his feet and looked to Jade. "I'll go with you."
Hit The Roadie: "I'm going to go make some tea upstairs real quick, then check on a few things. Holler if you need me." And with that he turned and headed upstairs.
Alex Vipond: Nope. He was still clueless, but he looked at Jade. "Got a pad and a pen?" Alex nodded to Jack, then looked at Elvis. Charity? had they named the other two kittens?
Jaded MortaI: She'd smile to Elvis. "Thanks." Gaze returned to Alex and she'd pull her jacket and scarf from the back of her chair slipping into them and buttoning while she waited for his answer. Instead was told to grab pad and pen and she did so handing it to him?-d
Dylan Zane King: He did but the renaming can always be changed. They're still young. Elvis helped Jade put on her jacket as he got out his hat and put it on.
Rhev Matthews: Yeah you people need to learn sign language otherwise he might start cussing you out and not tell you what he actually said.
Alex Vipond: Taking the pad and pen, Alex smiled and offered it out to Rhev. And Alex's sign language was limited to rock and roll and fuck you. Neither of which was conducive to a full-fledged conversation, unless it was bound to be a very brief one.
Jaded MortaI: Jade knew the same as Alex. A nod to the other man and she'd look to Elvis when he helped with her jacket in silent thanks. Now grabbing her tablet , bag and keys she'd wave to Alex leading Elvis out the door "Later Alex, I'll be back soon" She just needed air, wouldn't take long. Out the door and to her truck she'd walk fast it was cold!-d
Rhev Matthews: A nod given towards Alex in a thanks as he took said pad and pen. A quick jot down before flashing it to Alex. You seriously need to learn some sign language. This pad of paper and pen really isn't as fun as it looks. [d]
Dylan Zane King: Elvis knew but better to look useless at the moment. They were out to Jade's truck in a fast clip. He went to the driver's side, asked for her keys so he could open it for her.
Alex Vipond: A glance to the pad was given. "Have you considered an app for that? They do have text to speech apps as well as voice to text." Yeah Alex was all about the tech.
Jaded MortaI: Blinking she'd offer a smile and toss him the keys so he could open the door, once he did she'd slide in and wait for him turning it over to rev while he got in-d
Rhev Matthews: Phone is somewhere at home. Didn't want to be annoyed by someone calling me. Shrugs towards Alex with a grin. Besides I could always convey a general chat another way, but that tends to freak people out more than learning how to converse with a mute SOB like me. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex watched as the pen scratched over the paper and then he nodded, looking back at Rhev. "So, what brings you here today?" . Rhev Matthews: Just getting out and socializing so no one thinks I'm dead. A small shrug and than another jotting. Thought maybe could come by and persuade you to go get a beer, maybe we could scrounge up a group to join us if you're not busy. [d]
Alex Vipond: Watching as Rhev wrote, Alex pressed his lips together in that apologetic way. "Sorry, dude, got some shit going on that I gotta deal with. Rain check?"
Rhev Matthews: A small nod given towards Alex.
Alex Vipond: "Appreciate it." he smiled and nodded, then checked his watch. He'd have to make sure he had a car at SeaTac waiting for Naja.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Dec 17, 2013 19:01:41 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Alex was in the control room, going over some final adjustments with the engineer on a track. Listening to the play back, he nodded when it was done. "Think we got it."
Dylan Zane King: The ratchet broken down Hummer that had seen better days pulled into AMV. Elvis climbed out and went inside. Jeans and jacket was the usual fair. He looked around to see if anyone was around. Getting a scent from one of the rooms, he approached the door but didn't come inside. He didn't know if Alex was working, which it looked like it, so he took a seat outside. He needed to think anyways. [d]
Alex Vipond: They were just running through playback. Alex clapped Paul on the shoulder and then tipped his head to the side. The man rose and moved off to take a break. Alex looked over at Elvis and motioned him in, taking a seat on the sofa as he did so.
Dylan Zane King: He saw Alex and the Rex got up and went into the room and sat down on one of the chairs. He knew he just had to breathe first. Long inhale, cleansing exhale. "I have to leave your employ, Alex," sounding more professional than friendly at the moment. "I've volunteered to take a tour in Iraq to help with the transitioning of American troops home. If I'm there, that's one soldier that gets to come home from war." [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex leaned back, taking in what he said. "Kind of thought something was off when you didn't show up on Saturday." He laced his fingers, resting them on crossed knee as he leaned back. "I'm going to say something that is likely going to piss you off." he paused, to formulate his words, then spoke again. "You need to man up. Running away from your problems, is not how you solve them. If you were not prepared to work together as a cohesive unit, you: never should have gone to Vegas. Marriage is a committment. Not something you can take up and throw away on a whim."
Dylan Zane King: If it had been any other time in his life, he might have been pissed. He was numb from head to feet, from mind to heart. "I agree with you. This is something that needs to be done. I'm not looking for sympathy or any shit like that. I'm just letting my employer know what's happening and if I didn't show up for a gig, he'd know why." [d]
Alex Vipond: "Running away, and you can justify it any way you want, but that is still what you're doing, is not the answer. You're going into a war zone to escape your marriage. I understand you guys moved fast. I thought it to be rather sudden when you moved in together. Now Jade comes to work on Saturday sporting a ring. That's not an accident. It was something the two of you decided to do, together. Do you love her?"
Dylan Zane King: He wasn't aware this was about his marriage. It was about work. "Alex, let it go. You and I are tight. I understand what's happening and every word you say but this is mine to bare alone. You and Meghan are good people. But I don't want to talk about her or anything like that." [d]
Alex Vipond: "No. It's not yours to bear alone. You're not the only one in it. She is in it as well, and it's going to have an effect on those around you, including me. You already failed to show up at work on Saturday, and now you're quitting. That shows a decided lack of commitment."
Dylan Zane King: "Understood, which is why I don't make things like that habitual. I've known you along time. You know I understand commitment in all its forms. But you're seeing the outside Alex and that's fine. I'm not justifying. I know my truth and I know hers. Judge it the way you want. I've given my notice and if that's not good enough then, that's how it is." [d]
Jaded MortaI: Jade had decided work was in order, keep occupied so she didn't end up leaving Seattle all together. Pulling up she spotted Elvis's truck and she remained in hers with the engine on. She wasn't going to go in she'd made a fool of herself already. Taking up her tablet she'd work from there until it was clear to go inside-d
Alex Vipond: "If that's the way it's going to be, then that's it. Obviously nothing I say is going to sway you to stay. I'm not fucking happy about this. I gotta find someone to take your spot, on tour, and I have to do so in a very limited about of time. I've got two weeks. Two weeks to scout, interview and hire."
Dylan Zane King: He didn't like burning bridges. It wasn't for him. And he hated his hearing. "If you want me to help you find a replacement I can. There is a guy I know that's in the area. For the next two weeks, I can train him, show him the ropes. She's outside. I want her to be able to come comfortably into work. If this is good with you, I'll go get him together and if you like him, he can work for you." [d]
Jaded MortaI: Deciding against it she pulled away. She would head to the park, without a phone it would be quiet. Tablet was set aside and she pulled away-d
Alex Vipond: "I'll find someone. You go do what you have to do." Alex shook it off and rose, hand offered out to Elvis. "Keep your head down over there."
Dylan Zane King: He stood and shook his hand. Elvis mentally agreed that it wasn't right but things happen. "And yes, I do love her. Which is why I have to do this." He gave a pat to the artist's shoulder and stepped out and headed for the door. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex would argue that, but there wasn't any point. The man was as hard headed as brick wall. Watching him walk away, Alex bent down and picked up the cat that was curling in and out around his feet. He scratched the kitten's ears and looked down at it. "Aren't you glad you don't have to deal with that kind of stuff?"
Dylan Zane King: Elvis got into the beat up Hummer and drove off. He'd had made up his mind and while he was hard headed as anyone including a brick wall, he had things to do. [d]
Jaded MortaI: Jade had circled around, and came back, yes she was a confused type person. Pulling up she hopped out heading inside, making sure it was clear save for Alex she'd head to her desk and sit to work-d
Alex Vipond: Moving up front, he leaned a hip against Jade's desk. "How are you holding up?" And yes, he was still holding the kitten, which he offered out to Jade, because kittens just made everything better.
Jaded MortaI: She'd visibly been crying, after Elvis had left the house she'd gotten dressed and left straight away. She couldn't be there anymore. Gaze lifted and she'd smirk taking the kitten to hold and pet at the head "I'm not...but I'll be okay...I always am"..Gaze stayed on the kitten. –d
Alex Vipond: "Well, obviously he doesn't know what he wants just yet and as much as it hurts, it's better to rip that bandage off now, than it is to let it sit until it's well and stuck to your skin."
Jaded MortaI: "Unfortunately...it's already in my skin..." She'd continue to pet the kitten before looking up to him "I need to sell the house. I bought it for him to roam and whatever, since clearly he doesn’t want the basement even, there's no sense in me having something so large...." Thinking yeah, it was best, an apartment or something would suffice "Is there a realtor around somewhere?"-d
Alex Vipond: "Put it on the market. I've got a condo you can stay in until you get it sold and find something else to buy."
Jaded MortaI: Nodding she'd lean back in her chair "You know, a lot could have been avoided if he had just once told me...what he needed instead of expecting me to know...He always told me AFTER I did something that it was wrong. " –d
Alex Vipond: "Maybe it's a lion thing." Alex shrugged. He didn't know. "I'm not exactly an expert on relationships. Meghan is the rare find. Most of my relationships ended in disaster, but if there's anything I have learned is you have to have respect for each other. If you don't have that, you won't have anything."
Jaded MortaI: "I tried to respect him...I tried to make sure I did right. It wasn't enough" Shaking her head it didn't matter, it was done. She was broken and it hurt gaze shifted back to him she'd been thinking she couldn't tolerate how she felt "Rachel said that I might be able to find someone to take his memory from me...so that I don't drive myself into insanity. Is that true?"-d
Alex Vipond: Alex dragged a hand through his hair. "It can be done, yes, but that's just an avoidance. Sooner or later it will break through, and when it does, even if it's years down the road, all that sensation will come rushing back."
Jaded MortaI: "I'll take years over now....Who can do it?" –d
Alex Vipond: Alex regarded her, letting out a breath. "You're sure? One hundred percent positive? Because you know, once you do this, you won't remember why you wanted to move, or why you want to sell the house you just bought."
Jaded MortaI: "I can't handle it Alex...I can't, I can handle someone beating on me, I can handle having a sprained ankle...I can't handle being rejected becase I'm young and don't have the experience someone else does. I can't handle this...he can...he can go and do whatever...I can't ..it's to much" Her tears were flowing even thoush she'd tried to command them not to, she hated crying with a passion and in three days she'd done more htan she had her entire life. "I don't want to remember him, I don't want to hurt over him. I just want to go on. And I can't...so yes, I'm 100%"-d
Alex Vipond: With his hip on the edge of the desk, he regarded her. One hand reached out, taking her chin and turning her face up to his. His eyes locked to hers grew luminous as he stared into her own. "You won't remember anything of him. All the time you spent together will be gone. Instead you will remember going places, doing things, having fun on your own. You will realize that the house you bought is too large, and you want something smaller. You will remember the portion of our conversation where I offered you the condo, while you put the house on the market and looked for something smaller. The ring he gave you, will be a family heirloom, nothing more and nothing less."
Jaded MortaI: Turning her gaze up to his, she locked. Her pain slowly but surely subsiding to a slow dull ache it was soothing for her, it soon enough made so she had no knowledge of the past weeks, Elvis, the wedding, the pain. Blinking slowly she regarded Alex with a slight tilt of her head and a hand reached to wipe at her wet cheeks. "Did the cat scratch me?" Looking to the kitten wondering why her cheeks were wet "And yes thank you I'll take the condo...hopefully I can get a good price for the house since I haven't lived there long" She still felt a dull ache but it was kind of like heartburn, maybe she'd had something bad for lunch-d
Alex Vipond: "Hey, anytime." Alex nodded, and lifted from the edge of her desk. "Think maybe you're allergic." He offered to take the cat from her.
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Post by Alex Vipond on May 8, 2014 21:26:53 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: True to his word, Alex arranged to meet Nadia and Jack at the studio, the address given to the lycan body guard, and Alex was parked out front, ass leaning against the front of his Benz, keys dangling from his fingertips as he waited for his guests to arrive.
DoII Fangs: They arrived, both the werewolf and his charge emerging from Jack's gas guzzling SUV. Nadia was talking his ear off as they got out. "No I have to get familiar with, how you say, rock and rolling because that is what Alex does. I look up Led Zep-Lin. I find them on the Google." The dog was motioning her and so she saw Alex. Up went apple cheeks with her smile, she demurely wandered over. She meant to wear American blue jeans but as she'd found them trashy, she was again clad in light smock. "Good evening Alex!"
Alex Vipond: "Good evening, Nadia." he smiled to her, then gave Jack an up nod. "How's it going, man?" Pushing from his lean, he headed for the gate, and unlocked it, before he stepped to the door. Once that was unlocked, he reached around and flipped the lights on, then stepped back so Nadia could precede him. "Come on in."
DoII Fangs: Smell that? That smell. It was humans. She tilted little face back like a Hello-Demon Kitty getting a whiff of catnip. A he-human was taking the trash out somewhere nearby, but she did not smell the trash, only the blood. Jack was up-nodding at Alex and giving a hello, while nudging Nadia, and so she focused. No thinking about people. No thinking about any of that stuff. Unless Alex wanted to go drain people, just line them up and fell them then feast and devour them like little cups of pudding. "Is very nice!" Words were like a record scratch to her thoughts as she followed him in because her tween ass forgot he could read her thoughts.
Alex Vipond: "This is the front desk, obviously." he motioned to the desk, then stepped beyond it to the conference table and gestured to that. "Conference table, and beyond here we have the utility closet, telecom, and then the facilities..." You know, for those who needed it. Stepping further down the hall the room opened up, and there sat a pool table, and a foosball table. "And back through here..." he stepped through a heavy red curtain, into what was the control room. There was a set of stairs leading up to the next level, but Alex gestured to the computers arranged about and the mixing board. "This is where we record, and mix. And through this door here," he stepped through into the studio proper. A small white leather loveseat sat against one wall, the drums were set up in the front window, and a keyboard was along the wall on the right side, in front of a chalk board that had all kinds of notes and caricatures drawn on it. There were guitars in stands, a cello and a violin there as well. On the left wall was a smaller sound booth for vocals, and mounted to the wall itself was a large mirror that looked like it weighed eight hundred pounds.
DoII Fangs: Jack was already going outside to kill a Marlboro and call his floozy. Guard dog didn't figure Nadia was in danger here. As for the little Russian, she followed Alex, the tap taps of expensive ballet flats signaling her movements. She looked around wishing Alex had a maid. She'd always wanted to eat a maid though she had zilch reasons as to why. Craning her neck, she peeked towards the loo and the front desk. Her brows popped up when he pointed out the recording room, and she had really studied rock n roll, but she still got the American artists all mixed up. "I bet you better than Stone Temple Pirates." Her shoes sounded out because she scurried quickly to the foosball table. In fact nobody was around so she moved like a baby vamp. One second she was there, and now she was over there turning the little knobs shaped like men.
Alex Vipond: "Stone Temple Pilots are good, I like them." he nodded. He moved to the computer, and rummaged through disks of demos and covers, before he pulled up his cover of Skyfall. "You might like this one." He hit play and then turned to watch her as she fiddled with the foosball table.
DoII Fangs: Big lamb lashes were cast down, large eyes on the foosball spread before her. At first Nadia barely heard the music because she was one track minded. When the voice struck her, she looked up and paid attention. The Russian snob in her reared its ugly head for only a moment. "I like this much better than Adele. I don't like the Adele. She is always wearing frumpy black sweaters." And obvi. you can't go liking people that constantly wear frumpy black. Once she got over issuing frivolous judgment on an award winning singer, she popped a sprite smile at him, apple cheeks lifting high, tickled at his version of this song.
Alex Vipond: "Thanks. Now and then I do a cover for the fans. I've recorded a couple of songs for movies. Did a version of Keep Your Hands To Yourself, for the move, Sweet Home Alabama. And a couple of songs for movies about baseball."
DoII Fangs: As she was listening, she ditched the foosball table and drifted over, her little hands coming to clasp in a formal fashion as though a Czar might come in to conference with them. Her smile sprang again when he mentioned more of his work and then she closed her eyes tightly to answer him -- just testing it out again and practicing. Not sure why she felt that she had to pinch her eyes closed in order to do it. You have very cool job.
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and nodded. "Thank you, and you're getting very good at that." he looked around and then gestured toward the stairs. "Do you want to see the rest of the place?" Fortunately, the cats were at home. No chance of an accidental snack on one of his pets.
DoII Fangs: She didn't eat cats anyway because they were arrogant and bitchy, as opposed to Nadia who was humble and unspoiled. Right? "Yes please." Impish smile playing on her features, she shuffled a ballet flat, eager to see more. "Does it happen often like last night when the she-human recognized you as big rock star?"
Alex Vipond: "It does." He nodded as he started up the stairs, flipping the lights on despite the fact that both of them could see as well in the dark as a cat, if not better. "It's worse on tour, because the fans know where you are and they're expecting you. "I had one chick grab the back of my Clash t-shirt and almost rip it off. It was a toss-up what would happen first, me choking or the shirt giving. Fortunately security got me and my t-shirt out of there in ... mostly one piece." her nails had dug holes in it.
DoII Fangs: She followed him, though her brows did furrow at the story of the broad and the Clash t-shirt. "Did you invite her over later and eat her?" Honestly? It was as if none of the grown vampires know how to do things. It was hard to be twelve and constantly hungry. It seemed like all the grown ups had joined Vampires for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. VETA. And that's all humans were after all, animals. Food chain. Hopefully Alex was not listening in, and Nadia tried to make her features appear mature and open minded and neutral.
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and shook his head. "No. I don't eat people. I don't bite humans unless it's absolutely necessary." Like when they piss him off, or he's about to fucking die. As they reached the top of the stairs, Alex flipped another light on and headed into what was, in actuality an apartment above the studio. There were times when working late, he would crash there. Especially before he'd gotten his ring from Izzy. Crisp was not a good look on him. "Do you want a drink?" He headed for the fridge and pulled a couple of bottles out. They were brown, beer type bottles, with wire bales, ceramic stoppers and rubber gaskets. He moved to the counter and pulled the bottle warmer out, one had to love the modern conveniences that parents enjoyed these days, and filled the tank before settled the bottles into the warmer. It would heat them, slowly, over the course of a few minutes, to a nice, tasty, 98.6.
DoII Fangs: "I don't either because Ctepah doesn't let me." Some bullshit about respecting life, she didn't know, she stopped listening and bit at hangnails anytime her Ctepah kicked in on that topic. Then another question occurred to her, but she wasn't sure if it was alright to ask. It really wasn't any of her business. She frowned and asked anyway. "Alex how long will you be able to be rock star? Have to disappear yes?" She looked around the apartment then, with both approval and wistfulness. She probably wasn't ever going to get her own place. But this, this was very nice. Did she smell blood? The ganja expression hit her hard and made her turn little face to him as though he'd just waved narcotics at her. "That is not the dirt Sprite we had last night." Tap tap. Color her interested. And on her way right to him.
Alex Vipond: And there was that. He leaned against the counter as the bottles warmed, a breath drawn in and let out again, slowly. "I figure I have ten years. Maybe fifteen, before I have to pull the plug. Unless of course mankind gets all up with vampires between now and then, but somehow I doubt it. As a whole, they don't understand us and what they don't understand, they fear." Alex looked over his shoulder to the bottles, and then looked back at her. "No it's not. I own a research organization called Life Force Enterprises. They do all sorts of medical research. They're looking to cure everything from the common cold to leukemia. Basically anything blood born. And they're also cloning blood. It's been a great boon to the hospital blood supplies across the nation, the American Red Cross, and the United Blood Services. They cannot clone RH negative blood, only RH positive but they're still trying. And of course one of the benefits is that a lot of that cloned blood is diverted to various cities for our population." The timer dinged, and Alex turned, taking up a towel as he pulled the bottles out, one at a time, and wiping the water off of them. He offered one out to Nadia.
DoII Fangs: Nadia was listening, she really was, but the smell was hitting her like the smell of salty fries being dangled in front of a chubster. She put a little hand over her mouth when her fangs popped, though she wasn't sure why. She doubted Alex would care. She was being good. They'd retract soon anyway since there was no biological need of tearing anything open, but this was new to the tween and bam, fangs happened. "Thank you," she said when he handed a warm bottle to her. "How many times you had to die or disappear now?" Since they were talking about that. She hadn't tasted the blood yet. It probably wasn't going to be real pretty when she did.
Alex Vipond: "I'm seven hundred and eighteen years old. I've had to reinvent myself more times than I can count. And with modern technology it gets harder. These days we have to farm identities. A birth record inserted here, then medical records, school records, driver's licence, social security. Jobs, that don't exist to provide incomes, credit histories. Mortgages...." he nodded. "It takes a lot, and now... I'm doing it for two."
DoII Fangs: Nadia was listening, big eyes pinned on Alex as he explained. She just assumed Ctepah handled all of those things in their household, and she was correct there. She gave little thought to anything like that. "Why two? You have another here?" Bottle's up. There was no moment of reflection, no deliberation and no moment's pause before the pureness struck her. No free radicals. No toxins. Just pure blood. Was a wonder she didn't down the drink and eat the whole bottle like some great white in frenzy. As it was she made some gutter throat noise and sucked it down faster than a bride's maid with a pint of Ben & Jerry's.
Alex Vipond: Popping the top on the bottle, he lifted it to take a drink, lips rolling inward to clear them of any residue as he listened to Nadia. His left hand lifted, that wedding band flashing gold in the light. "My wife. And no, she's not a vampire but we are bonded and she is eternal." He didn’t use the word immortal because really, none of them were. They could be killed. It was just hard to do. He lifted his own bottle again, and sipped, watching as she downed hers like a drunk setting himself up for his next black out.
DoII Fangs: It was difficult to drink it up and not want more. She was then guilty of looking around as though she were on the hunt, a little hand lifting to swipe lazily at her mouth where her apple lips were stained deep red. Add to that, the fact that he hit a sore topic, marriage. Something Nadia would never do. She would never blossom. She would never kiss or have a fellow, she would never be taller or gain feminine curves. She typically wasn't fazed by mention of spouses. By now the only thing that r.e.a.l.l.y. set her off was mention of horses. But good blood on top of sore topics, she looked a little Lost Boys for a moment, demon spawn. But if she was bad, she would not be allowed out. So she went very, very rigid and shook with effort. "Is having one moment Alex please. I have the bird flu." That was now her go to reason for everything when she struggled.
Alex Vipond: "Breathe, Nadia. In slowly through your nose, and let it out just as slowly, through your mouth. Focus on nothing but your breath." Alex watched her, showing her how to do it. Yes, he'd been a ripper at one time. And it took a lot of effort to get over it. And... slaying his niece.
DoII Fangs: She did not want to breathe. She wanted to just outside and drain someone. There were many people living in Seattle, she knew because she'd researched Seattle on the Google. How did the grown-ups drink some and not want more. She didn't want much more, just one person, maybe two. But there was nobody to tear up and Alex was telling her to breathe. Alright she tried that. She wasn't reaching zen but she wasn't looking all out Salem's Lot either, not after a moment or so.
Alex Vipond: "There you go. That's it." he nodded. "Keep doing that until the lust goes away. If it gets really bad, visualize the air flowing into and out of your lungs." Alex drained his own bottle them reached out for her empty. Both would be rinsed and set in their crate to be sent back to the plant, cleaned and refilled.
DoII Fangs: And so she did that and nothing else, almost robot like when she handed the bottle back to him. Concentrating on nothing at all but breathing until she again looked like an American Girl doll, though she would have been the Russian version. "Sorry Alex." It wasn't that bad. Nothing like the time she ate her tutor. Still. She hoped she wouldn't be in trouble for this. Now she worried over whether or not Ctepah could read minds. "How you make a human live so long if not by turning them?"
Alex Vipond: "No reason to be sorry. You did fine." he smiled at her. "We are bonded. My clan, there are four clans, actually with the ability, but we can bond a human, or an animal, lycan or were, to us. We lend them our strength, they us theirs. It is an eternal bond, and not one to be made lightly.. In over seven hundred years, Meghan is the only woman I have ever bonded with. And then I married her. Twice. Long story."
DoII Fangs: She took this in with some measure of surprise because honestly, she never thought humans had anything to offer other than blood, and sometimes good fashion sense. Superiority much? It was the Russian royal in her. "I will not get married," she murmured. Well she didn't want to get married anyway. It was fun being a princess in a German castle. Not without manners, Nadia bobbed her head at his story and smiled with relief because he said she did fine. "I wonder if Ctepah can read the minds like you can."
DezzyGotDizzy: Lions and tigers and bears oh my! Dezzy, you could hear her coming on that damn Lambretta a mile away. She cruised by real slowly and slowed down seeing lights on at the record store. Stopping she popped the scoot up on its kick stands and wandered inside stripping off the skull cap helmet and tucking it under her arm. " Lucy IM Home! " Big silly smile was offered and she came around and slid up to lean in and give the boss man a smooch on cheek. –d
Alex Vipond: "It's different for everyone. Too, it depends on the sire, and the age of the sire at the making. As well as the age of the vampire." One shoulder rose and fell. When he heard Dezzy, he chuckled, then moved to call down the stairs. "Up here!"
DoII Fangs: And she nodded, curious and meaning to ask Ctepah when she went home, which wouldn't be too long. She'd gotten a whole hour and a half tonight but it was going by too quickly. She looked sullen about this fact and wondered if she could get a whole other half hour, large eyes tipping towards the voice and then back to Alex.
Alex Vipond: Alex moved back into the room and dropped over the back of the couch and into it, sneaks propped up onto the coffee table. "And you don't have to. You can find other means of companionship."
DoII Fangs: "Sometimes I call Jack my husband but I would never really marry a dog."
Alex Vipond: "He's not really a dog, you know. And I happen to have some very close friends who are lycans." Lycans. Not weres. He tended not to get along with those as much. Rachel was the exception.
DoII Fangs: Nadia considered anyone beneath them, who wasn't a vampire. However she didn't want to seem precocious and she knew her Ctepah would agree fully with Alex so she was nodding.
DezzyGotDizzy: Up Up Up The stairs.. she slid in after running and plopped down on the couch next to the boss. A salute was offered the young lady as she settled.. but knowing Alex his friend looked like a teenaged debutant.. but she was most likely 10,0000 years old. " Howdy. Im Desmonia.. or Dezzy.. or awesome.. however you choose to call it. " –d
Alex Vipond: "Dezzy, this is Nadia. She's visiting Seattle with her guardian." No, not the lycan out on the walk. He was her guard. "How have you been?"
DoII Fangs: Marionette like she canted her head studying the newcomer curiously. Black lashes going down and then up, apple cheeks lifting in a smile. "Am pleased to meet you, Miss Dezzy." Nadia took a seat as well and peeked between them, her hands already making a formal clasp on her lap like she was ready to speak with the Czar.
DezzyGotDizzy: Another salute " Its nice to meetcha my dear.. " Leaning to the side she dropped her head on Alex's lap " Its been a long week Boss. How have you been? " Then she looked back at Nadia. " Are you one of them? " Thumbs up and over at Alex indicating vampire –d
DoII Fangs: Now she peeked at Alex with some measure of surprise, and panic. Did they need to kill Miss Dezzy? Rule number one was don't tell. Assimilate.[/u] If she went telling things, she might not earn another hour out for a decade. She wasn't good at lying either. Maybe she should claim to have the bird flu again. For now she squirmed and tried to play it safe. "I am not a rock star, no." Peeking. At both of them.
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and started stroking Dezzy's hair like she was one of the cats. "Good, resting up. We've got a couple more weeks before we have to head for Florida."
DezzyGotDizzy: " If the organization is behaving on the isle.. I will be more then happy to add my strings to your ansemble again" She grumbled. The fucking cry babies in Ireland were killing her musical mojo for sure. " You have a cool accent.. Miss Nadia "
DoII Fangs: "Please to excuse me a moment." Nadia got up. The tapping of expensive ballet flats heard, though she was careful to move at a normal speed. "Jack! Jack! Where is my, what you say, eye-fone!" She heard that. Tapping back for a sec. "Thank you!" Tapping away again. This was urgent.
DezzyGotDizzy: " She's cute Alex.. where did you find her? " She closed those intense blue eyes and gets loved on like a kitty.. and just to be silly... she purred like one too. –d
DoII Fangs: While she was outside, she stuck close to Jack, though the werewolf was there as much for the safety of the general public as he was for Children of the Corn Doll there. Once he handed her iPhone to her, she was on 'the google' real quick. "I might have another rock star friend Jack. Dezzy, or Awesome is name. She was in military. Salutes just like papa." She was finding weird shit googling a rock star in the military. But eventually she figured she'd find something.
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and then looked over at Nadia. "It's amazing how fast we become dependent on our tech." He looked back at Dezzy. "Five and Diner. I don't know who turned her, but .. Well, I hope she never has to pay for it."
DezzyGotDizzy: " If she is your friend.. she has my protection too... just so you know. " Yawns and shifts her head around to get more comfy. " If there is some asshole out there turning kids.. I wanna know who the fuck it is... " –d
Alex Vipond: "She's well over a hundred. I don't think the one who turned her is in the picture anymore." he could be wrong but that was the impression he'd gotten.
DoII Fangs: When she gave up her search, she went to her contacts, of which she had exactly three: Ctepah, Jack and Alex. Phoning Stefan, a lot of Russian came tumbling out, just as dramatic as any other tween, as if she really would d.i.e. if she could not get one more half hour. But like always, she got distracted and chirped about...everything but the point. "No Ctepah I am being good - Alex is in the VETA too. He sings that Adele song much better than she does, you remember the Adele, she had the tabloid fight with Karl Lagerfeld and she is always wearing the sad black sweaters." And so on. Eventually she handed the phone to Jack and tapped back to her friends.
Alex Vipond: When Nadia came back up, Alex looked over and smiled, patting the other side of the couch as he sat there sprawled, feet still up on the coffee table.
DezzyGotDizzy: " Hows Megs? " She yawned and curled up fetal on her side. " Hey Nadia... where is that accent from anyway? "
DoII Fangs: This was a victory. She got a whole other half hour. She wandered back and demurely took a seat beside them, apple cheeks up in sprite smile. "I am from Moscow."
Alex Vipond: "She's great, she's holding up like a champ. Putting up with a lot." he chuckled.
DezzyGotDizzy: " Do you like your Mr. Putin? He gives me the scratch.. " She snickered a little and stretched out before she closed her eyes and kinda started snoring just a little –d
DoII Fangs: She giggled, unable not to, but flung her hands out helplessly. "Ctepah doesn't tell me much about Putin. Things are how you say, rocky, so I am not up on current." Now she realized she was sounding old. She was supposed to be twelve. So she glanced at Alex certain she'd just flubbed. Being with others was tricky. "I mean I think I like him very much."
Alex Vipond: "I think he's a dick for rolling into the Czech Republic and taking advantage of their internal battles. It's as if he wants to restore the USSR."
DoII Fangs: "I do not understand much about U-S-S-R except Billy Joel man sing about being back in it."
Alex Vipond: "Well, it was when Russia and all the surrounding countries were held under one federation, and all the individual countries had to be governed by someone other than their own."
DoII Fangs: Nadia bobbed her head but did not comment or say much, because to do so might reveal things that may or may not be alright to disclose. When in doubt just flash the sprite smile and bob your head. So she did that.
Alex Vipond: Alex regarded her, and smiled, then rose, carrying the sleeping Dezzy to the bedroom and tucking her in, before coming back out. He'd wheel her scooter in before closing up. Didn't want it to grow legs. "Politics are... annoying actually." he chuckled.
DoII Fangs: "Yes. There is human and vampire politics. I know what happens to ones like me. We are how you say, abomination. Ctepah say we go home in two nights."
Alex Vipond: "Oh." Alex nodded as he sat back down. "Well, we’ll get to see you in London." He nodded.
DoII Fangs: "Yes! We can go to that. I look forward to the concert." Otherwise she'd be in the castle hidden away and safe and sound. She regarded Alex like a little owl. "There is a village under the castle. All kind of supernatural live there. Ctepah has it as a safe haven for 'monsters' as long as they obey the laws and respect life or some such."
Alex Vipond: "A village under the castle. Weird." Sounded like Undercity in World of Warcraft. "Huh. Maybe someday I'll get a chance to see it." He nodded. "And before you leave, I would like it if you got a chance to meet my wife."
DoII Fangs: She nodded. It was a little peculiar. "Is very old fashioned and storybook but modern too." Cheeks lifted, she hoped Alex would someday see it. She spent ninety-nine percent of her time there after all. "I would be pleased to meet wife! Is she a rock and roller too? What does she do?"
Alex Vipond: "She is the one who keeps me sane on the road. She solves problems as they arise and helps with the logistics of touring."
DoII Fangs: "They call it manager. Wife is the manager." Up went her cheeks. "Meg?" She heard Miss Dezzy ask how Meg was, so she was taking a guess.
Alex Vipond: "One of them, yes." He nodded.
DoII Fangs: Nadia wasn't good, actually, at joking around. Her English wasn't that good, and she still had that stuffy manner. But she tried joking just now. Giving it a go you know. "Presume you have more than one manager, not more than one wife." Good, bad, sucky, what? She waited, brows lifted, to see if she had a handle on the joking thing.
Alex Vipond: Alex laughed and nodded. "Yeah more than one wife would get me in trouble."
DoII Fangs: And she giggled. Musically. "When may I meet her?"
Alex Vipond: "Though if you want to get technical, Meghan is my first and second wife, since we got married twice."
DoII Fangs: "How come?"
Alex Vipond: "We'll try for tomorrow. Well, see..." he paused trying to figure out how to word it, and then just let her have it. "There was an asshole who wanted to claim her for his own, despite what she wanted, and even though we already had our wedding planned for January, he was being.... well, a dick. So we eloped to Las Vegas and got married in December, then a month later we had our wedding in Hawaii."
DoII Fangs: She would have to add Meeting Miss Meg to her iPhone. She really did love making plans then storing them in her phone to get the little alerts. Made her feel like she was grown and had a social life. She plunked down beside him, listening. And then she bobbed her head. "Have one wedding to marry Miss Meg then another so your friends don't get upset about not being invited."
Alex Vipond: "Exactly!" he nodded and smiled to her. "And we had our first anniversaries, this past December and January."
DoII Fangs: At that, she laughed. "Is cheating, to get twice as many presents." She liked this idea. Briefly she wondered how many times a year she could get by celebrating her birthday.
Alex Vipond: Twice if she celebrated the day she was turned as well as the day she was born. Alex was all silver linings. "I wouldn't call it cheating, just ... strategic gift management."
DoII Fangs: "What happened to man who was, what you call a dick?" She laughed. At strategic gift management, a B.S. term if she ever heard on. She was on board.
Alex Vipond: "He was eventually called to task by the European Council. For all I know, they pulled his fangs and staked him out at dawn."
DoII Fangs: She nodded and looked down. "A lot of vampires wish to stake me."
Alex Vipond: "Well we won't let that happen." he smiled to her. "Hosea said as much as well. He will do everything he can to protect you." He gestured to the bedroom where the sleeping dezzy was snoring still. "And Dezzy said it too."
DoII Fangs: "He seems nice. He's big into his artwork and museums. I overhear him telling you that he will invite me to stables. Please to not let him invite me. I hate horses. I hate. Horses. She did? I did not know that. But I liked her because she saluted."
Alex Vipond: "No horses. got it." he nodded.
DoII Fangs: She glanced at him sidelong. "Horses kill me. I get hit by carriage and horses trample me. Was dying." But got turned instead.
Alex Vipond: "And then you were turned." He nodded. He could see it clearly. Someone didn't want her to die. "Well, for what it's worth, I'm glad you were turned. Had you not been, we wouldn't be friends now. I never would have met you."
DoII Fangs: "Yes. Was be turned or die. I did not have vote on it. I do not remember." But someone did not want her to die. Which, even now, caused her apple cheeks to lift, more so because of Alex's statement. Her teeth showed, not her scary fangs and stuff, just a regular cheeky tween grin. It was Nadia's turn now to pull a Dezzy. Lamb lashes going down. And then up. And then she stretched out on her side, and plunked her head to his thigh. Cat nap.
Alex Vipond: Alex smiled as she stretched out and laid her head in his lap, the cat like petting he'd given Dezzy now given to Nadia.
DoII Fangs: Zzzz. She was content and dozing and most likely dreaming about Justin Bieber. Nadia, sadly, was still a Belieber.
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