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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 5:12 pm
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----------- .........................» BlakeJRRaine
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I prefer to be called [Junior (JR) Royale]
Not sure if you knew or not, but I'm [Male]
I was born [22] years ago
Secrets Known Only to Me
[Oh, Blake's life was charmed. He was born in South Korea, but ended up moving to somewhere that would offer a better and more privileged education and life. He went to school with rich kids, genius's, and snobs. Yet, he was popular there. He fit in perfectly because his presence threatened the popular guys of the school, as he got older and he matured more, he out smarted many people in the school. He never took part in any extra curricula's, but he was naturally gifted in sports and music and art. He could've had many scholarships for many prestige universities, but he fell in love. His first love was a Crown Knight De Molay Guitar, his father bought it for him for his thirteenth birthday.
He took up guitar lessons, even did some self teaching, within a matter of a few months, he was already on par with many legendary guitarists. As soon as he hit high school, he realized that there was more to life than just being the perfect role model student. He got together with a few people he met in the lunchroom at school that had a passion for music as much as he did and they formed the high school band 'Royale Flush'. They were quite a hit in town, playing Korean Rock music that was in three different languages; Korean, Japanese, and English. They played and remained a hit all through high school, at the Senior talent show upon his graduation, his band was sought out by a high-labeling record company and offered them the deal of their lives. Blake became the leader and lead guitarist, from there, the story of 'Royale Flush' zipped across the world. They became and instant hit. He wishes to forever indulge himself in his fame and fortune, having everything he could ever want that was earned by his own talent. He doesn't think of love or anything at this point, since his first and only love was music and his guitar for many years. Yet, his father continuously hounds him to find a woman to take as a bride and take over his business as a very important business man]
...But, My personality at best:
[Calm, collected, cool. Probably the best three words starting with a 'C' that could possibly describe him best, he's the epitome of a cool guy that a lot of girls like and guys want to be. He is polite to everyone, showing equal respect to all people until given a reason not to otherwise. He is mature for his age, which comes from having a lot of knowledge about things. He doesn't care what people think or say about him, since everyone is always entitled to their own opinion. He is well educated in books and streets, so his range of socialization is wide. He gets along with many people, despite his dangerous appearance and aura he puts off. He has a warm heart underneath his strikingly sharp eyes and dominating demeanor, just not many people understand him. A stranger would think he were standoffish, rebellious, and mysterious.. Which is what attracts a lot of people to his side, but honestly, he isn't like that.. Well, not completely. He does have a fun and wild side, it just takes him longer to warm up to people than most people would. He hard to understand because he doesn't warm up and get close with people often, but when people do seem to break through his steel-like wall.. They see a person with so much passion and love to give, it just takes a while to get there. He usually has a straight face on around people, but when he's with his band mates, he's quite childlike and happy. A rare sight to see. His band's posters and pictures were always with him having a serious face, stoic, and seductive. Which is probably why he is a huge hit with women and girls of all ages]
There's Somethings I forgot:
[I'm lead guitarist and leader of a Krock band called 'Royale Flush', our band is pretty well known and very popular around the world]
★Princess Sana-Chan--------------
"Royale Flush"
✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖ The band that has made a lot of heads turn around the world is here, changing the world for the better. With the two cute boys and the three bad boys of the group, they never fail to turn many people into their fans. Catching everyone off guard, I would like to welcome, the band originating from South Korea.. Royale Flush!
 xxRen, the metrosexual charmer of the group. Very skilled in keyboard, piano, and anything that has keys. He has the voice of a beauty and often people question his gender, which he's a boy, to be clear on that. He's known the leader of the band since high school and they're very close. Don't be fooled by his beauty, he is not what he seems to be. He's kind, polite, and very respectful towards everyone. He grew up in a wealthy family and has an older sister who married a very important and wealthy Russian man, so he knows many languages. They include; Korean, Japanese, French, Spanish, and Russian. Charming people everywhere he goes, he is always under the watchful eye of the band leader.
 xxBaekho, one of the lead singers of the group and avid on the drums. He and the leader have been friends since they were kids and very often got into trouble together, always pulling pranks on the teachers in school and their parents. They bond very well together and they have saved each others a**es many times. He was raised with a wealthy family as well, but he never flaunted his wealth. He is carefree and sees life as a game that one has to take hold of in order to be happy, and happy might as well be his middle name. That man is never seen without a smile and never heard without a laugh.
 xxAron, the bassist of the band and knows how to rap. This man and the leader have often been accused of being in gang when they're together, people step out of their way when they're walking down the street. Dangerous and mysterious auras surround this man and no one messes with him, even though he is actually the funniest one of the group. Him and the leader met in middle school, often scaring the lives out of people who dared to pick on the weaker. He grew up in a very nice home with loving parents who loved him and each other, he had three older sisters and he knows how to treat a woman. He is often called the Prince of Charm, many women know why too. Whomever thought chivalry was dead, is dead wrong! He is charming, polite, but can be a bit of a smart a**, but gain his trust and respect, you have a friend for life.
 xxMinhyun, the baby of the group and probably the cutest. He is the main guitarist in the group and sings alongside Baekho and Ren, he has the voice of an angel and the grace of one as well. Many women feel intimidated around him, but he never had problems gaining attention from people around him. He has a past he is not particularly proud of and never really talks about himself much, but he loves to listen to people talk. Him and the leader know each other from early times in high school and before of unfortunate events, it is a rather strained relationship. He is calm and polite, but has a charm about him that is hard to figure out and before you know it.. You're already totally captivated by him.
 xxBlake, or JR, the leader, guitarist, rapper, and vocals of the group. Junior year of high school he decided to put his talents together with his friends' talents and form a band for fun, little did he know that their talent would spread across the world and their hobbies would make them famous and very wealthy. Blake is the popular one of the group with his bad boy persona and dangerous aura, his piercing eyes has caused many men and women to fall victim to his charm. His past consists of many lovers {women}, but never once has he had his first real kiss. He's never been in love, aside from his very first guitar and he isn't really looking for love, since music is his first and foremost priority. His mother and father are business lovers and often try to set him up on dates with business partners for a potential marriage, he's always scared the girls away. He's a notorious lover, but he loves what he does. He's a bit sarcastic, but he has a good side to him where he can relax and be an overall nice guy.
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My Actions and Words Are Controlled by: Princess Sana-Chan |
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 1:03 pm
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----------- .........................» Alexandria Sophia Smirnov
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I prefer to be called Alex, Sophia or Sofie
Not sure if you knew or not, but I'm Female
I was born 21 years ago
Secrets Known Only to Me
Alexandria has the voice of a Siren. Many can't really resist it, and those found drawn to it's source usually suffer and inexplicable case of being alone. That paired with her exotic features normally play into her daily life's routine.
Alexandria was born in Russia, To an Irish mother and Russian Father. Her father, a rather wealthy businessman, was more work than he was play, so it was a wonder how her mother and father had ever had the time to spawn a child such as Alex. But, nonetheless it happened. Since day 1 she ate and slept everything that catered to the business aspect of the life that was built around her and her upbringing. Countless dinner parties, designer clothes, jewelry. Things had been rather, well off. Of course this had caused her to have an askewed viewing on life, but it pretty much evening out once she took a liking to the musical teachings her mother sought would make her a great wife.
It wasn't a surprise that she was forced into some sort of 'Explicit' raising. Of course they wanted to breed her daughter to better the business line of her paternal lineage. They came from 'Old Money'. Money that had been made through the generations and kept up by her father and his father before him and so on and so fourth. To keep the generations going, his children had to breed and give forward grandchildren to be raised and take over the company once they lines trickled down towards them. This wasn't something Alex had enjoyed. But nonetheless, once she had taken to the musical teachings, she allowed herself to be enveloped in her surroundings, if only to please the masses. Once she had graduated though, she had sought the utmost best arts school and transferred to it. (Much to the dismay of her parents) In the eventuality, she had convinced her parents to allow her to travel to america and take root there, to further her studies, but as she worded to them 'Make her a knowledgeable Wife'. Because, well, let's face it, who would want to marry a woman with no knowledge of the world, first hand?
The Piano. What a wondrous thing it was. Something she would eventually thank her parents for pushing her into. It was what got her a scholarship into the school. Involving herself in whatever the arts classes would allow her. Usually excelling aswell. The woman was no stranger to honing her skills. In the eventuality, she had made a name for herself. Often playing in local cafes, and even commissioned to open for rather well known bands. It wasn't oft, one would see such a thing.
Who was she to complain? The money was good, and even though she turned down offer after offer to make a record for herself, the woman felt as if she was missing more. What? She didn't know. The only thing she did know? She had to spend some of her time pushing her parents eager advances for a "Arranged Marriage", something they were rather fond of.
...My Personality at it's Best:
Spoiled. Self-Centered. Anything and everything you would expect from someone born into some sort of privileged. But, looks aren't always everything you know. When you catch her off guard, Alex can be quite the nice person. Often spending her off times with her nose buried in some sort of book. Working on new music. Those sorts of things. Some would say that the air of being 'Foreign' is rather attractive to all those in her college. A Rarity to see her with those she calls 'Friends', Preferring to spend time alone, Alex has spent most of her day's in the Library. Knowing all of the nooks and crannies of it. Go ahead, ask her anything, she could show you where about's it is in the Library. In the past, Alexandria's mother had urged her to socialize, but, being thousands of miles away from them, she prefers the solace of being alone. There are dreams that she has, of making it a big time singer, but, so far, being 'Fairly' known is ok with her.
There's Somethings I forgot:
She is a singer. Flying Solo. Not really a Band per-say. But She does often 'Rent' People to play along with her singing when she has gigs booked. When the often but not so often, Acoustic performances didn't come into play. Freedom is a thing the woman loves to embrace.
★CandyCane831--------------
 "Cassiline"
✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖
The band you have all known to grow to love. A bit eccentric and a bit out of place, this band has taken the musical world like a force from another world. With the lead singers lyrics and melodic voice tearing through your soul, how could you not like them? They are quite controversial. Seeing as how as soon as the band has made a name for themselves, the lead singer made it a point to show he enjoyed the pleasures of men and only men. Quite a triumph considering most men in the limelight he is in, wouldn't dare do such a thing. Alecksander was a mysterious man up until then. Even now, no one just quite knows anything about him, aside from his fellow band mates. Not even if he has family.
Seems as such, his fans don't care if he likes men. The women still frolic to him as if they hadn't heard the news at all. Quite interesting really.
Nikita would come in second as a mystery. The Lead Guitar to the band, He and Alecksander have been friends since childhood. Growing up together, they know almost all they need to know for one another. Nikita was born into a family of wealth, like Alecksander. But, falling into alot of trouble, he semi threw his teachings away. All for a small attention he would gain with his 'Bad Boy' status. Some called him a 'Rich Boy with a Complex'. He had almost lost himself completly if Alecksander hadn't returned to his life. After Alecksander was kicked out of his Familys home, he disappeared for awhile. Without his best friend around, he had fallen into a pool of unending torment. Drugs, Alcohol, etc. After Aleck had returned, things seemed to have gotten better. The one thing Nikita knew, once he bettered himself, his guitar never faltered. More often than not, keeping him company in his loneliness. He had gained quite the name for himself with his seemingly skillful Guitar tricks and unwavering notes.
Grigori is Alecksanders cousin. Despite him and Alecksanders similar looks, Grigori likes to go for a more visually appealing look. Always wearing a Lime Green Mowhawk and piercing himself whenever he can. He had grown up alongside Aleck and Nikita. Just like the rest. When Aleck proposed a pairing for the band he was thinking of starting, Grigori more than happily joined in. Quite the Guitar player himself. He knew he wasn't as good as Nikita or Aleck, but he tried his best. Even if he couldn't be as good as Nikita, he still pairs fondly with the man. Their notes often blending into a great harmony. Almost always finishing the notes Nikita himself thinks he cannot.
Mikhail and Vladmir sort of just fell into the laps of the band. They had also gone to the same school as Alecksander and Nikita. But were often fallen into the genre of 'Nerds', no one really took them seriously until one day, Aleck was strolling around the school and heard them playing in the Band room. Where would a band be without a Drum and Bass pair? They two were good and could pair all the notes together for Aleck without even a hesitation.
Alecksander. Well, we have touched on him a bit earlier. But he is quite the same as his fellows. They have no problem that he likes men. He is wealthy as they, but doesn't care much for it. He was disowned by his business man father, and took up an aunt and uncles last name. He is the 'Incubus' of the music industry and does well to keep up with that reputation. He enjoys spending time with his sister, well, what ever he can. He's very protective of her and his band mates. One would hate to be on the wrong end of the stick when it came to home.
One would say they were all justa bunch of rich boys with nothing else to do. But that would be wrong if you assumed such a thing. They all have a story, and they all wanted their own slight of individuality. Cassiline was the best thing to happen to them. Even though they come from wealthy backgrounds, they don't accept the money. They are a band of brothers, born and raised in Moscow, moving to America in search of their fame through musical enterprise.
Wanting to make their own. And oh are they doing it on their own.
✖✖
My Actions and Words Are Controls by: CandyCane831
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Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 8:58 pm
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ooc:
There are xxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxx☇ not more than f i v e ( 5 )
/ /musical ↷notes,
y e t the - - combinations - - of these f i v e ( 5 )
give r i s e to more ☆ melodies ★ than can ever ↺
❥ b e h e a r d . ❤
 Humming could be heard at the back of the Library. Faint hints of Music dwindling in the air. Sweet whispers of musical notes, seeping from a soft and lilting voice. All from the adjacent corner of the Library. One part rarely, anyone visited. It was alright though. That was how, Alexandria, The source of the voice, preferred it. A buzzing noise could be heard from the little desk that the girl was scribbling on. On paper of course. Another song perhaps? All she knew, if she hadn't written it down, she would never had remembered it. Catching a faint glimpse of her phone lighting up, the girl groaned and pulled her earphones from her head and looked at the missed call. "Of course. You can't give me even a moments worth of piece, even when I am in school." She chided. "Although-" Shutting her phone and gathering her things into her book bag, she stood, and headed for the door. "-I am running a tad bit late."
Walking down the pathway, towards the parking lot, the woman made her way to her Car, and slipped in, setting her things in the back seat. Heading to her posh apartment in the city. She had been rather young, but, due to her lavish family background, a tiny apartment, all to herself, with a roommate, just would not do. Even so, the place was loaded with things her parents had sought their daughter to have. A Beautiful two bedroom Loft with a gorgeous view of the City. Open. Just how Alex had enjoyed.
Heading into her Bedroom, Alex looked at the clothes Laid out on her bed and rolled her eyes. "..Mother." A sigh escaped her lips as she headed into her Bathroom, Alex showered, and dressed for the party. Looking her Outfit over, Alex shrugged and fixed up her hair and makeup. "They are in town for a few day's for some stupid business meeting and she thinks she is allowed to come into my home and figure out what I must wear." Fixing up her shoes, the woman slipped on some Earrings and left her posh home and into her car, heading to the Banquet.
Arriving, Late as usual, Alexandria stepped from her car, and allowed the Valet to part her vehicle. Ignoring his obvious stares. "It is just for an evening.." She reassured herself. "What is the most that could happen? Old men hitting on me?" A mumble here and there and she arrived at her parent's side, ignoring the obvious disciplinary tones they seemed to speak to her in. Introducing herself to their cohorts and colleagues, Alexandria hummed, Making her way around the banquet, taking a glass of champagne in hand, only, obviously, listening to the classical music they had hired for the night.
"...One good thing to drown out the noises of their useless chattering." As she sipped her drink.
( M u s i c ) is the ( PUREST )
f o r m o f a r t . . .
xxxxxxxxxxt h e r e f o r e╯╯true p o e t s,
t h e y╮ ╮w h o are seers, xxxxxxxxxx
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC. |
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 12:07 pm
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x⇨xxxBlakexxJRxxRaine
I know these actions aren’t very brave
Even if you say I’m cowardly, I can’t go anymore
Do you know these feelings
Way to you feels like hell
Should we be feeling the same
This doesn’t make sense
I was the one to make you feel better
Please tell me it’s nothing
Why not me just tell, say anything
̅current attire: Wearing xx
current mood: content xx
xx☠xx"Ya, ya, I get it-" A sigh could be heard as a momentary pause started, it was obvious in the voice that the person speaking was not very happy about this phone call. The person speaking had their voice raised and was telling the male voice to hurry up and he better not be late, that the meeting was very important and blah blah blah. "I won't be late, chill the hell out." He said shortly, then pulled the phone away from his ear and slid his thumb across the screen and tossed his phone on the bed to his left. A man of the youthful age of twenty-two was seen standing in the middle of the room, his face was perfectly made out. Perfect skin, piercing eyes that could stop the heart with deep brown eyes that looked almost black, his hair was black and perfectly swept over his right eye. Almost instantly, he stripped himself of his normal wear of clothing and donned on a white dress shirt, his father told him to wear something appropriate and dressy. HA! Screw that mess, he was going to wear something that was him and if people didn't like it, they can kiss his well-shaped a**. He pulled on an over coat that was black and white, his body was well shaped as well, he had the perfect body. Of course he had to look good, he was the leader, rapper, and lead dancer of his group. Later on, he would be performing a huge concert a few miles away. He was a huge hit, well, his group was.
He pulled on black skinny jeans and pulled on a hat to hang on the back of his head, he was humming his latest song he created for the band, they would be performing the song later on today. He looked in his mirror and decided that he looked very good, he then bent down and slipped on his boots, then rose back up to put on his necklace and bracelet and anything else he found 'appropriate'. His house was huge, but located away from the city life. His house was always a hang out place for his band, which was okay with him, he didn't have to pick up the mess, that's what workers was for, right? He opened his bedroom door and slammed it behind him and walked to the left, then another left and walked down a flight of stairs that led down to the front door. He took a right and walked down another hallway and into a living room-type thing. His band members were playing video games on his huge 3D plasma television.."Yo, I'll be headin out for a while, the old man wants me to attend some kind of business meeting with a few of his corporate buddies" He said lazily, his friends paused the game and looked at him up and down, approving his appearance. They chuckled to themselves and the cute young blonde of the group spoke up first.."You look good, trying to impress someone?" Ren, he was the dancer and vocals of the group. If Blake were actually into guys, he would go after this boy first.
"Ha! Ya right! Blake over there isn't interested in anyone but his music! Right Aron?" Baekho, a punk-looking guy who had a lot of charm and was the main vocals for the band. He was the funny one of the group and always had something fun to say, he was probably the closest one to Blake, they've been friends since elementary school. "Right, then again, I don't think I can recall him ever having a girlfriend. Can you Minhyun?" Aron, his co-rapper and co-dancer of the group. He was another one who had the dangerous aura around him, he was third in line when it came to being close to Blake. The second one was Ren. Aron and Blake were close nit in middle school, no one ever got close to them. "He could've if he actually stopped jacking off to his guitar" Laughter followed as Minhyun continued holding his deep gaze on Blake, Blake and Minhyun had a close relationship, but mostly because back in highschool, Blake helped Minhyun open up about his sexuality. Blake had done him a favor and made out with him in the empty boy's locker room one afternoon, Blake felt nothing, but Minhyun fell in love. They decided to just keep it a friendship between them, but Blake could feel the guy's feelings just by feeling him stare. Blake flipped them all off.."F*ck you guys, peace" He said, then turned around and walked to the door. He grabbed the keys off the key hook and opened the door, then shut it behind him. He look to his left and saw the sexy beast of a bike he built from scraps, the second love of his life besides his guitar.
He walked over to it and swung his right leg over the bike and pushed his keys in the ignition, it started up with a purr and shivers ran through his entire body. Blake always felt that way when starting his bike up, his bike was the envy of the famous bike and car industry, they always tried to buy it off him, but Blake always rejected them. He walked the bike backwards and onto the street while putting on a helmet, then picked up his left foot and hit the gas hard at first and picked up his right foot, making the bike roar down the street. He sped at high miles of eighty through traffic, passing through yellow lights and flying stop signs. His father didn't want him to be late, but he was already three minutes late. It was better to show up late than not at all, right? He was at the building in less than two minutes because of his speeding, he pulled into the driveway, his bike was probably heard in the building, roaring and purring as he pulled into a parking spot. He turned off the bike and released the stand, then pressed onto the alarm, then set his helmet on the handle of the bike. This would be fun, he knew he would be getting a lecture from his father. He walked up the walkway, shoving his keys into his pants pocket, then swung open the door with one strong grasp. He was encountered with classical music that would've made his ears bleed, but he was already deep in thought about the upcoming concert. Many people looked at him, most of the woman instantly went into female goo goo fan girl mode. Guys spoke amongst themselves, but his father approached him angrily.
"Where the HELL have you been?!" His father said in a quiet, but angry tone, as if he were on the breaking point of screaming. Yet, Blake knew that his father was all about appearances, so he knew he would get an earful later on. His mother was speaking with a few of his father's business partner's wives. Blake sighed and shoved his hands in his pants pockets, he finally had to snap back into reality, something he hated doing.."I'm here aren't I? Don't make a scene, you don't want to be known for the man who was busy reprimanding his son at a business party. So chill out" He mumbled quietly, but calmly, then walked over to the bar and ordered a few absinthe shots and took all three of them, one at a time, then leaned against the bar, finally feeling good. "This is some straight up bullsh*t" He mumbled to himself, his eyes scanning the crowd and finally landing upon a woman across the dance floor, who was sipping a glass of champagne, he knew her from somewhere.. He didn't realize he was staring hard at the woman, but he was deep in thought once again, trying to place where he's seen her from.
Don’t lie to me – two is better
When I wake up, it’s morning time without you
Because it hasn’t been long
It just feels all good
I don’t know, don’t know – there is no tomorrow
Alone, being alone is the best
You should feel what I’m feeling too
Hurry and break up with that girl – ha!
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 4:07 pm
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ooc:
There are xxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxx☇ not more than f i v e ( 5 )
/ /musical ↷notes,
y e t the - - combinations - - of these f i v e ( 5 )
give r i s e to more ☆ melodies ★ than can ever ↺
❥ b e h e a r d . ❤
A sigh escaped the woman as the music stopped. Turning on her heel she noticed all the others gathering towards their table. Tilting her head, Alex groaned. "Of course, they just HAD to get a table with other people.." A Remark as she begrudgingly decided she needed to return to her parents side before they chattered more into her ear than she wanted to hear. "None of this, 'Let us spend time with our one and only child on our small vacation here. Let us just shove her into the direction of others because, well, let's face it, nothing pleases us more than business' Or something or another..." She chided, making her way to the bar and placing her glass down. Not that she wanted another one, but she did not need something fragile in her hand when she thought of many ways to bore into her ear and quiet the useless people. "And you-" She made sure the man that had been staring so incessantly towards her as she walked to the bar, knew she saw. "Hadn't your Parents taught you it was impolite to stare?" Calm. Composed. Bitchy. Just like her mother made her. "Another resident Lothario?"
Hearing her Father's calls, Alexandria walked from the man and took her seat with her parents, looking over the Three empty seats across from them. The Banquet hall was large. Numerous tables like theirs, but it was reserved. Surely her parents had something to do with it.
A couple approached and Alexandria quickly stood and bowed her head towards them. A very nice looking couple. But the Older, Male, The Husband of course, a semi-nice looking Asian man, shook hands with her father and her mother made sweet talk to the man's wife. "This, is my Daughter Alexandria." Smiling politely, She listened as her Mother and the other woman made small talk. Ignoring whatever it was, not knowing what it was all about. Alexandria sat as soon as the couple did, along with her parents, and wondered who the empty seat was for. "Probably their ill tempered family member. Or perverted Uncle." "Alex!" A Grunt came from Alexandria as her mother nudged her in a soft but ominous tone of discipline. Picking up a glass of water in front of her, what the woman would do for a stiff drink. "Yes Mother. I Apologize." Slightly unapologetic, "If it is of any consequence, I did whisper it." She spoke in a teasing tone, finishing her glass of water.
( M u s i c ) is the ( PUREST )
f o r m o f a r t . . .
xxxxxxxxxxt h e r e f o r e╯╯true p o e t s,
t h e y╮ ╮w h o are seers, xxxxxxxxxx
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC. |
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 11:34 am
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x⇨xxxBlakexxJRxxRaine
I know these actions aren’t very brave
Even if you say I’m cowardly, I can’t go anymore
Do you know these feelings
Way to you feels like hell
Should we be feeling the same
This doesn’t make sense
I was the one to make you feel better
Please tell me it’s nothing
Why not me just tell, say anything
̅current attire: Wearing xx
current mood: content xx
xx☠xxBlake's mind was sidetracked as he was thinking, but he did notice the woman he was staring at had moved towards the bar and he retracted his gaze to stare at another female, probably one of the business partners' daughters. Which brought him back to the other woman who was now making her way closer, she was probably related to some of his father's business partners, but he wondered which ones. He felt a presence near him and looked over to the white haired female he was looking at earlier, she couldn't place her face with anyone around. Was she Russian? He mentally shrugged, not like it mattered. His parents would probably try to sweetly talk her parents into setting up another meeting so they could speak about marriage, what kind of bullsh*t was that? Well, it was the truth, his parents were doing everything they can to make him have a wife so he could take over his father's business. It wasn't like it actually mattered much, because his father was quite young and all, but it was just the fact of having a backup plan just in case something did happen to his father.
He suddenly let out a laugh when the female asked if his parents taught him that staring was impolite, actually.."No, they didn't" And that was the truth, humor was evident in his voice as he watched the female walk over to a group of people. An older man was calling the female, so her name was Alexandria, huh? Interesting, but he had to take a second look at the people around Alexandria's mother and father. It took him a moment to memorize everyone's face, only to land upon his own mother and father and he cringed. It all started with a simple handshake, damnit! He groaned and turned towards the barkeep and ordered two more absinthe shots, he was handed them quickly and he downed them faster than he received them. "It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Alexandria. My name is Jaejoong, but you can call me Jae. My wife is Jieun, you can call her Ji. Our son is wandering about somewhere.. Oh! Blake! Come here for a minute"
"Sh*t, I knew I should've left earlier.." He mumbled to himself, then pushed his body off the bar, feeling the alcohol smash his brain instantly on the first step. Oh, this would be a lot of fun now. This party just got turned up a few degrees, a drunk rock star was always a lot of fun, especially a Korean one. He walked over and stood beside his parents, looking at the older male and female in front of him. The male held out his hand and Blake nonchalantly took the man's hand into a firm grip, making the older guy smile with predetermined satisfaction. The woman held out her hand and he took her hand, bowed his head a bit, then kissed her knuckles softly, sending a rosy pink blush to her cheeks. "I'm Blake Raine, it's a pleasure to meet you both" His father actually smiled, he was pleased that his son was actually acting appropriately, even though his clothing was a bit over the top and not exactly what he meant by dressy and appropriate, but his mannerisms were showing through, like a true businessman would. Then his father spoke up once again.."This is Mr and Mrs. Smirnov's daughter, Alexandria" Blake turned his attention to the white haired female that had spoken to him not too long ago at the bar, now, she had been bitchy to him, so it was his turn to be funny as well. He was feeling good right now and he wanted to poke some fun without making it obvious. His dark brown eyes examined the girls' face and held her gaze with his own, unlike most guys, he didn't check her out. "It's a pleasure, Miss Alexandria. I do believe we met before by the bar, don't worry, I won't offend you with my staring anymore" He said blankly, but the humor in his eyes showed through. He took his seat beside his mother and beside Alexandria's mother, that would mean that she would have to sit beside her father and his father. He thought his first meeting with his father's business partner was quite good, he was actually behaving..... For now.
Don’t lie to me – two is better
When I wake up, it’s morning time without you
Because it hasn’t been long
It just feels all good
I don’t know, don’t know – there is no tomorrow
Alone, being alone is the best
You should feel what I’m feeling too
Hurry and break up with that girl – ha!
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Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2013 1:17 pm
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There are xxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxx☇ not more than f i v e ( 5 )
/ /musical ↷notes,
y e t the - - combinations - - of these f i v e ( 5 )
give r i s e to more ☆ melodies ★ than can ever ↺
❥ b e h e a r d . ❤
Of course! The man she had spoke to at the bar just had to be the son of the two people her parents had introduced her too. "-Of Course." You know, that mocking tone, or whatever slight humor he was trying to give off had only served to make Alex's night a tad bit more, weird. "The pleasure is all mine. Mr...Erm, Raine-" The Casualties were rather an irritant, but all the same. She would grin and bare it. For now.
Alexandria's mother had smiled. "So Blake, Your parents tell us you have made quite a name for yourself out in the world. Musically inclined. Just like our little Alexandria here. Enrolled in one of the finest schools around." Groaning, Alex sighed, "Mother, Don't" That was all she needed, her mother to set her up. The last guy her mother and father introduced her too was a business man like her father and well over twenty years her senior. "What? It would be a fitting match." Her father nodded in approval. "See. I knew it." Yes, The others at their table may have been not so pleased with the way she had been acting, but what did anyone expect? The only reason they had wanted Alex to marry another business partner was to heighten her fathers physical power. "You will sit here, and you will enjoy your dinner and the rest of the night. " Her father, whom, it was rather good he had been on her side of the table. Knowing him, he would not have hesitated to reprimand her in front of a hundred people. With a disgruntled nod, Alex rolled her eyes and put on her best smile.
The rest of dinner had gone by rather slow. Watching as her Parents had interacted with the 'Man with the staring problems' Parents. Not knowing how small talk would go with the young man, Alex differed from the subject. When the Dancing and Musical interludes had begun, and her parents had seemed to stop the chatter, Alex looked to Blake and glared at him slightly. "At some point, I would like to see if you would like to, erm, that is. It would be a pleasure for a Dance." Countless cotillions later, Alexandria had enjoyed a Waltz or two. But this time, as much as she hated the thought of being forced into the arms of the man her parents were shoving so hard for, she would endure it, to stop the reprimanding, and to get away from forced conversations they would eventually have the two engage in.
Here was to hopes, he would agree with the little 5 minute dance.
She knew him from somewhere she though, but the idea just jogged in and out of her mind.
( M u s i c ) is the ( PUREST )
f o r m o f a r t . . .
xxxxxxxxxxt h e r e f o r e╯╯true p o e t s,
t h e y╮ ╮w h o are seers, xxxxxxxxxx
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC. |
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 9:07 am
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x⇨xxxBlakexxJRxxRaine
I know these actions aren’t very brave
Even if you say I’m cowardly, I can’t go anymore
Do you know these feelings
Way to you feels like hell
Should we be feeling the same
This doesn’t make sense
I was the one to make you feel better
Please tell me it’s nothing
Why not me just tell, say anything
̅current attire: Wearing xx
current mood: Humored xx
xx☠xxBlake could only laugh at Alex's attempt at making formalities with him, it was actually quite cute. He wasn't used to his last name being used in such an awkward tone of voice, it was strange to say in the least. He was used to women screaming out his name in ecstasy, like they wanted to tear him to shreds and eat every last bit of him. No matter how creepy that sounded, Blake's twisted mind had wrapped around the idea and deemed it sexy. He nodded his head to her and the right side of his lips twitched just a little bit as he tried to refrain from laughing his a** off. "You're free to just call me Blake, Miss Smirnov. Unlike most men in the business trends of life, I have no interest in it." He said softly, playfulness was sparkling in his dark brown eyes. It was easy to see that he was having fun with this little meeting, but one wouldn't be able to point out immediately that he was actually mocking everyone. He was good at hiding his sarcasm and make it sound as though he were actually serious about everything. He'd been in the entertainment business for a while now, he knew how to act around people and even if he were mocking them, they wouldn't know about it immediately. He did modeling, some acting, but mostly music. His appearance was so requested that he barely had enough time to just sit in his bathroom and jack off for Christ sakes, but he would rather be over loaded with work that he loved.. Than be stuck in an office doing nothing but getting head from his secretary. Though, he knew his father wasn't like that, Korean men wouldn't cheat on their wives like that.
His attention was summoned by Alex's mother, he smoothly slid his piercing gaze over to the woman. He heard her out, then listened to her and her mother go at it, politely of course. He then heard Alex's father speak in, he didn't seem afraid to call his daughter out, which intrigued him. He looked over at the mother and smiled coolly.."Music is my life and I believe showing it to other people and making a name for myself will do wonders in the future if and when I decide to take over father's corporation." He looked at Alexandria, still trying not to laugh at the scene he had just witnessed. "So you're into music as well, huh? Fascinating, what kind of music do you play?" He asked, then his father kindly budged in too, trying to stop giving his attention-seeking son all the attention.."Mr. Smirnov, I wish to hear more of that plan you have for conversion of that plant across town" He said softly, standing up and gesturing to the bar. Of course, men would do business over a couple of hard drinks. Blake's mother looked at Mrs. Smirnov with a kind and business-like smile.."If you would like, Mrs. Smirnov, we could probably go over the next meeting" She meant the next meeting for Alexandria and Blake of course, his mother got up from the table and gestured to the lounging chairs a few feet away. Leaving Blake and Alex at the table by themselves. Yaaay~ *Sarcasm*
He wasn't sure if it was the food, but he knew that he hated it. Yet, he managed to stomach it all while drowning the food in his mouth with a crap ton of water. Then he felt eyes on him and his piercing gaze looked up from his water cup and to a pair of glaring, sultry eyes. He wondered what he problem was, she hadn't really looked at him or spoken to him the whole dinner and now magically she wanted to dance with him? Yet, she was stuttering on her words, which made him smile to himself. He set his water glass down and looked at her with a cool expression, he had made quite a good impression on her parents, but now that they were alone at the table, he could probably act more like himself. Not much, but just enough to let her know of the force she was getting reckoned with. "Dance with you, huh? Well, I would love to, actually, if you could kindly stop glaring at me as if I were here to crush your hopes and dreams for a peaceful night. Trust me, Miss Smirnov, I wasn't looking forward to this party anymore than you were. I have a concert to perform in a few hours and I would most likely love to spend more time tuning my guitar than sitting here, surrounded by a bunch of stuck up people. Yet, you know what though? I actually sort of enjoyed myself tonight, I didn't expect to be matched up at a party with a woman, such as yourself. But.. I would like to have that dance" He was in a good mood, for once. He stood up and walked over to her side of the table and stood beside her chair, holding out his hand for her with a kind and genuinely gentlemanly look on his face and in his eyes. He would wait for her to make the decision to dance with him again, after hearing his little speech. He would waltz, yes, he was quite good at it. "May I have this dance, my lady?" Whether he was mocking his gentlemanly ways or just being a real gentleman, even he didn't know. All he knew was that it felt and looked legit. His parents and her parents were now watching them both closely, smiling at the scene before them. Blake really was putting on a very nice show.
Don’t lie to me – two is better
When I wake up, it’s morning time without you
Because it hasn’t been long
It just feels all good
I don’t know, don’t know – there is no tomorrow
Alone, being alone is the best
You should feel what I’m feeling too
Hurry and break up with that girl – ha!
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 7:41 pm
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ooc:
There are xxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxx☇ not more than f i v e ( 5 )
/ /musical ↷notes,
y e t the - - combinations - - of these f i v e ( 5 )
give r i s e to more ☆ melodies ★ than can ever ↺
❥ b e h e a r d . ❤
Alexandria watched as her parent's hastily frolicked away. It was quite nice, their banter disappearing. A nice, quite, lifted throughout their tiny area and she sighed in content, only to be jarred from her thoughts by the man, being more willing to answer him since their parents had disappeared. "Providing we see more of each other after this evening. I prefer to call you 'Mr. Raine', It keeps things in a more proper way. Besides. Do you really see them fulfilling a successful set up between the two of us? I expected my mother to force me into the arms of a man more...Russian. And...Large." The woman rolled her eyes and chuckled. "The last guy. The last guy thought I was rather irritating. Apparently music just isn't for most. Doesn't 'Zen' with business." The woman was rather hesitant to speak of such things around her father because the man had a disposition about him for a maintenance of control.
An offering of the hand threw her off a bit. She had expected him to saunter off. The offer to him was enough to make her mother and father pleased. But, since he was obliging, she accepted. Always one up for a dance. Since moving to America, there had hardly been many men willing, or even, owning the knowledge of a classical treasure such as a ballroom saunter. Slipping her hand into his, Alexandria stood up and stepped along side the man, towards the dance floor. Of course, it would have been a lie, to say she hadn't expected her parents to stare. Sure they were. Feeling as if accomplished in a sort of way. As if, asking the Male before her to dance, were their idea.
Whatever it was. At the very least this would quiet them down for awhile.
Back to the eventual present, Alex gazed at the man as a wonderful Waltz had begun to play. As a woman would, she let him take the lead, following him in every step. Hard to say if she was paying attention or not, becoming lost in the melody here and there, but she kept up. Clearing her throat, she broke the silence, to give a smile as they danced. Surely their parents would enjoy the sight and return to keeping themselves busy. "Answering your question from earlier, I play mainly Acoustic music. Well, that is-" The woman hesitated for a second and shrugged. "-Modern-age terms would say, I play my music 'Unplugged', I write Lyrics, I play the Piano, The Piano is quite one of my Favorites, performing usually in local Cafe's, Bars, my College's talent shows. I have opened for a few bands when they came to town. Singing is my thing. But, what I do know is, I won't be going on any tours, that's for certain, I would assume one would have to have a band to do such a thing." The woman joked the last part as she followed her company on the dance floor.
The idea of not really having a band and 'Flying Solo', wouldn't really get her a record deal. She could never really find anyone to keep up the pace that she wanted. Or to, that is to say, accompany her as she played.
( M u s i c ) is the ( PUREST )
f o r m o f a r t . . .
xxxxxxxxxxt h e r e f o r e╯╯true p o e t s,
t h e y╮ ╮w h o are seers, xxxxxxxxxx
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC. |
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 9:12 pm
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x⇨xxxBlakexxJRxxRaine
I know these actions aren’t very brave
Even if you say I’m cowardly, I can’t go anymore
Do you know these feelings
Way to you feels like hell
Should we be feeling the same
This doesn’t make sense
I was the one to make you feel better
Please tell me it’s nothing
Why not me just tell, say anything
̅current attire: Wearing xx
current mood: Humored xx
xx☠xxBlake listened to her speak, mostly because he was liking her accent. It was probably the first time he'd spoken with a Russian, one his age. Then again, he wasn't sure of her age, but he kind of figured right around his age. She was pretty, so he figured about.. Twenty, twenty-one at the most. He was good at guessing women's ages, not only that, but he also knew how to mingle well with all kinds of people. Hell, he was in the entertainment business, he had to learn to adapt to all kinds of people. Perhaps his talent would come in handy tonight, he would just have to try it out. "Well, my parents will do almost anything for money and power. So the plan between our parents is probably mutual. Your father wants my father for his foreign connections and business pizzazz. My father wants your father for his money and control over this part of the world. My mother wants your mother for her connections with people. Same with your mother wanting mine. So it's all a lovely square of a hump fest" He stated coolly, which something like that wasn't really normal to say while meeting a woman for the first time. Honestly, he was buzzing quite a bit, he had shots of absinthe, he was set. All he needed to was dance off his floating mind and just focus, he'd be alright. If he could strum his guitar like a bada** in front of millions of people while sh*t faced, he could handle a simple waltz.
He lead her to the dance floor when she took his hand and he walked calmly, holding onto her hand delicately and acting like a true gentleman while having his other hand behind his back. Yes, his parents put him through dancing classes and mannerism classes for different cultures, so he could blend in with just about any kind of people situation. The ideal business man? Damn straight. He nodded his head when she spoke about acoustic music, he used to do that in his garage with his buddies before they actually became known.."That's what my band and I did for many years during high school, before we became known. The good classic acoustic, kudos to you keeping up with the solo acoustic, not many people can pull that off. I'd like to hear you some time, if you're willing to let someone who likes to stare come to one of your performances" He was still bringing that up because he found it funny how they first met, then again, he like to tease people sometimes. He was a good guy, but he had his weirdness.
"My band mate Ren plays the piano, he went to a music school before we met. I'm sure you two would get along just fine" He said with a bit of humor in his voice, stepping onto the dance floor and twirling her gently away from him, then easily sliding her back up to him and he grabbed his right hand with hers and slid his left hand around her waist and held on firmly, but loosely. He easily glided her along the dance floor, leading the way and keeping rhythm with the gentle and delicate classical music they were encountered with. Surprisingly, even though his clothing lacked finesse and elegance like the waltz attire, he moved quite easily in them. His movements were fluid and seemed to come easily to him, he kept her on her feet and guided her along, putting everyone else to shame. "I wish to invite you to my concert tonight, perhaps you'll be able to stay afterwards and meet Ren" He offered, his voice was calm as he danced, acting as if he weren't talking at all. Master of disguise, making a secret plan of eloping so early in their meeting. She would be able to see his kind of music, the way him and his band jammed. Perhaps she would actually enjoy herself, even though his kind of music probably wasn't her kind.
Don’t lie to me – two is better
When I wake up, it’s morning time without you
Because it hasn’t been long
It just feels all good
I don’t know, don’t know – there is no tomorrow
Alone, being alone is the best
You should feel what I’m feeling too
Hurry and break up with that girl – ha!
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 9:43 pm
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ooc:
There are xxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxx☇ not more than f i v e ( 5 )
/ /musical ↷notes,
y e t the - - combinations - - of these f i v e ( 5 )
give r i s e to more ☆ melodies ★ than can ever ↺
❥ b e h e a r d . ❤
A classical pairing. One might say. One fitted for a business partnership. One might say. She had always been rather fond of wordily men. Not to say she was fond of this one. He was slightly rude. But nonetheless, things were going swimmingly. He had been quite talented on the dance floor. Something rather impressive in fact. Alex had been used to men, bumbling and stumbling around her, that a well thought out and executed dance, was rare. Was he also praising her? For her attempts for keeping an archaic tradition in tune? Well, as a sort of praise, she felt he was able to give. He wasn't the type of guy who gave off a 'Nice Day' approach. More of a 'See you later, you b*****d' kind of deal. Oh well.
"Well, People usually stare when in a Cafe. It isn't as if there is room to dally around?" The woman joked, "I am due to play downtown tomorrow night at that Cafe called 'The Shoppe', Never much cared for the name, but the money is good and the crowds are always welcoming to me, so I appear when asked." The Dance had turned into a slight, meeting of the minds, instead of a way to shut the higher powers up. Either way, they were pleased. Never moving from their comfortable spots across their perspective areas. Alex much enjoyed that fact. "-Just Tip your barista on the way in." The music had slowly subsided and the crowd clapped. Giving the male a slight curtsy, Alexandria tipped her head in a slight bow. "Well, How much are tickets? Sold out or not, I am sure I could get in." Alexandria was no stranger to concerts. Much enjoying the crowds, sometimes the backstage appearances. "I would assume the Elders on my tail, would like my accompaniment. As would yours. But I would be on my way home soon anyway. If I somehow, I get around to being dressed for the occasion, I shall very much visit your concert. Where would you be playing? The plaza?" Just because they were being civil, didn't mean Alex had to assume his band was good enough to Not play in a lowly engaging place as the plaza. Normal up and coming bands, underground bands, normally played there. Never really was any good. But oh well.
A slight smirk on the lips, Alex turned on her heel and headed towards her parents direction. "I'll be sure to bring you a congratulatory gift on your well, Efficient, Concert" She could be funny as well. He wasn't the only sarcastic one of the lot. But, she supposed the man's concert wouldn't be such a bad time. Meeting new people had always been a good idea. She wasn't really one for friends, so socialization had always been the key to sanity. His music probably was akin to his clothing, loud and, different. Maybe not to her liking, but she had to see to be sure. The only thing left to do were a small appearance with the parents and an escape.
Maybe a chat about school would allow her early allowance to leave. It usually worked.
( M u s i c ) is the ( PUREST )
f o r m o f a r t . . .
xxxxxxxxxxt h e r e f o r e╯╯true p o e t s,
t h e y╮ ╮w h o are seers, xxxxxxxxxx
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC. |
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 10:51 am
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x⇨xxxBlakexxJRxxRaine
I know these actions aren’t very brave
Even if you say I’m cowardly, I can’t go anymore
Do you know these feelings
Way to you feels like hell
Should we be feeling the same
This doesn’t make sense
I was the one to make you feel better
Please tell me it’s nothing
Why not me just tell, say anything
̅current attire: Wearing xx
current mood: Amused xx
xx☠xxBlake was a bit of a bad boy, ya, he would admit it to anyone. Yet, he never really took much interest in other people besides his crew and his guitar. Music was his life and he condemned his parents for trying to take that away from him, without music, he would probably end up in the corner of his mansion, drinking himself to death. He knew that much, the fact was simple, let him play out his heart. His parents thought he would grow tired of the music business when he was younger, but no, he ended up becoming international. He lived past their expectations and got a major record deal and he was racking in more dough than his old man, so his father can put that in his pipe and smoke it. Lord, he loved his parents, but sometimes, they really got on his nerves with all their marriage and business blubber. Why was it so important to be married while running a business? That only caused problems, especially in the bedroom. Seeing that person every god damn day, ugh! That would get old real fast, at least that was his personal view on it. Then again, he hasn't really thought much on dating anyone, he wanted to focus on his music. He was probably thinking too much during the dance, wasn't he? Probably.
So she was going to play at the Café? He knew that place quite well, before he was actually famous, he used to go there for coffee every morning, now, he couldn't walk in there at all. He wanted to, that was for sure. They had one of the best coffee menus right next to starbucks, speaking of that, he wanted some coffee. He would probably just have his errand boy go run him some before the concert. "Sounds like fun, I'll be sure to make my way over there tomorrow" Even though after the concert, the after party will be a force to be reckoned with. He might be plastered out of his mind, but he would for sure keep a promise once he makes one. He gently tilted her away from his body in a spinning motion and pulled her back into him, all the while, listening to her speak. "Oh, the tickets are all sold out." He looked over his shoulder at the parents staring and he grimaced a bit, not much to be noticeable. He pulled Alex back in and bent her over his leg gracefully and brought her back up, pressing her front against his. "Not the plaza, we're playing at the coliseum, about an hour and a half drive away from here" Haha! The plaza, he hadn't played there since his band was a nobody. Actually, him and his band got discovered there and signed a contract there.
A grin crossed his lips as he followed her towards her parents slowly, making sure to keep up, but not give away that they were secretly planning to elope. Which was actually a bit fun. "If you give me your address or a place to meet you, I can pick you up. If you show up with me, you'll get instant access and a better seat than you will buying a ticket. Not only that, but you'll save money. Big time." He said smoothly, then smiled a bit. Handing her a piece of napkin after he wrote down something on it, he snuck it in her hand and winked his right eye at her as he passed by her and made his way to his father, where he was congregated by the bar with Alex's father.."Yo, I have things to do and people to see. I'm out. Peace" He whispered in his father's ear, then strode smoothly out of the place, female swooning at the sight of him as he gave them the peace out sign. He jogged easily over to his bike and revved the engine, slipping on his helmet, then people could hear him rip off the concrete and hear the roar of his bike as the sound of his engine disappeared quickly. One could imagine he was not doing the speed limit, not at all. He didn't give his father the chance to speak, but knew his father would come up with some light excuse for Blake's sudden leaving. The paper stated for her to text him when she was ready to be picked up, then his number was underneath the writing. Surprisingly enough, his hand writing was actually nice.
Don’t lie to me – two is better
When I wake up, it’s morning time without you
Because it hasn’t been long
It just feels all good
I don’t know, don’t know – there is no tomorrow
Alone, being alone is the best
You should feel what I’m feeling too
Hurry and break up with that girl – ha!
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 1:53 pm
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ooc:
There are xxxxxxxxxxxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxx☇ not more than f i v e ( 5 )
/ /musical ↷notes,
y e t the - - combinations - - of these f i v e ( 5 )
give r i s e to more ☆ melodies ★ than can ever ↺
❥ b e h e a r d . ❤
Alex quirked a brow at the feel of something in her hand. What made it worse was he winked at her. Ugh. Typical male. Seems the made must have made good enough music. To be playing in the Coliseum? Alex had opened for a band there once. It was pretty nice. The crowd was enormous. It seemed as if that place could hold a gigantic army. It would have to. Most of the bands that played there were rather famous. She could be the judge of that. Most modern day tones made her ear drums bleed. All this silly gabble about Men being dogs and women being Hoes. Who let these people come up in the world???
Either way, Alex turned her attention back to her parents. "Well, you looked like you were having a good time. He is a nice boy. Rather odd dress for him, but, nice fellow none the less." Alexandria sighed and nodded. Complimenting Blakes parents for a second or two. "Your son is a rather well dancer. Had he lessons as a boy?" She knew the conversations would prove to make her parents smile. If only for a second. To become content with the things they had saw and assume their role in this match making was becoming a success. The only difference this guy had, from all the other ones that had been forced upon her, was his love for music. You could tell by the knowledge about him, that he knew something. Guess she would find out for herself.
Standing, Alexandria bowed her head to her parents and their company and curtsied. "Well, It was a pleasure to meet you both. Mother, Father, I must dismiss myself. I have school in the morning." They didn't care, just smiled, gave their daughter a hug and she bid them adieu. They respected the schooling at least. This was quite good. Because any longer at the party and Alex may have surely died. Escorting herself to her vehicle, well, after the valet had pulled it up for her, Alex hopped in and headed home. Once there, she gave the piece of Napkin, a look over. Wondering what he had written on it. Sure enough, it was his number.
Really now, was he that presumptuous that she would text him? Did he assume her life that dull? Surely. He was rather cocky wasn't he?
With a sigh, Alex trailed through her large loft and sat in her bedroom, mulling over the idea. If she hadn't texted him, would her night be ever more so lame? What was a few hours? It wasn't as if she missed a class, she could go with missing her morning class if it got out too late. She was a straight A student after all. "-Wouldn't be such a waste? Besides. If it sucks, I'll tell him it does. A little constructive criticism never hurt...right?" It was quite possibly the fact that she would be stuck with him for the car ride there, that had made the decision irritating. But after a few seconds, Alex pulled her phone out and put his number in, setting up a brief message: "Under the assumption this truly is your number, I guess I could go. As long as it doesn't take all night." That had been the gist of the message. Included also, was her address and what floor she lived on. It wasn't like it was hard. Ever floor was designated to someone. A rather large Flat one would say.
Anyway, the woman Dressed for the occasion and waited. She saw him leave on a bike. Even if he picked her up on it, she wouldn't have minded much. Shorts or no Shorts, It was a rather humid evening. Pants would be an irritant amougnst a crowd of googly eyed women. All hot and sweaty. Sweat was just not on Alexandrias list of likes. After awhile, the waiting had bored her. As it normally had, and she headed downstairs to wait in the lobby. The man didn't really need to see what floor she was on, or what the inside looked like. Even if it were a glimpse. That would be like an invasion of her property!
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SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC.
SEEK TO EXPRESS THE UNIVERSE IN TERMS OF MUSIC. |
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