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[whitexsound]

energy; open

        The spring music festival was well underway. They were four days in, and so far, Ariane had partied and played like there was no tomorrow. White Lines had taken the main stage the day before, which made her thankfully, for once, that there was no afterparty. She desperately needed to recharge. The band had gotten a great reception -- they always did with their hometown crowd -- and no doubt their evening signing would be any less popular.

As her alarm went off for the thousandth time, Ari finally rolled over in bed to glance at the time. She’d never been a morning person, never would be. Yet, when she saw that it was already 10:00 AM, the start of the festivities, she threw off her covers and raced to get ready like her life depended on it. She didn’t feel like getting told off by the label staff or her bandmates for being late, even though it was hardly old news. Snatching a blueberry muffin from the kitchen for breakfast, she rushed out the door and caught the first available monorail to Prospect Park. Thanks to the high speed trains, she arrived in ten minutes or so, her hair still slightly untamed from her morning panic. 

Once through the staff entrance, her first destination was the cooler of energy drinks. Personally, she preferred coffee, but she’d take what she could get. Without caffeine, she feared she wouldn't make it through noon. Of course, the only real plans she had were to snoop on the newbies’ (aka Starry Eyes and Bias Steamroller) interview and check out New Romantic’s set for Lucy. After that, it was all work and maybe she’d find some manner of play for herself. Only the staff had a party planned for the night, leaving the musicians to their own devices -- not necessarily the smartest move.

“Ew, god. Why do people actually like this stuff?” The drummer asked aloud to no one in particular as she sipped the energy drink she’d broken into, trying not to cough against the sharpness. “It tastes like... sour, liquid sugar or something.”      

[brendanrosenbro-blog]

A small smile began to form on his features after hearing that comment from the drummer. “Thank you, though honestly that feels like the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me Ariene.” It was true, he wasn’t use to get compliments from the drummer of the band. But even though the two of them tend to butt heads with one another. Brendan clearly loved Ariene, she almost remained him of his younger sister. But that was another story for another day. 

“Of course, I was just thinking about feeding them something stupid that they wouldn’t believe is true. But its still true. Possibly one of you guys could I don’t know buy copious amounts of Girl Scout cookies.” It was a suggestion, that he would hope that she took into consideration. Mostly because he would be eating said Girl Scout cookies.

[whitexsound]

Ariane didn’t see how it was really a compliment -- she’d only been pointing out the obvious -- but whatever. She shrugged and gave a little smirk. “Whatever, B-bear. Don’t get used to it.” 

At the suggestion of Girl Scout cookies, all she could do was roll her eyes. She knew exactly where this was going. It was no secret that Brendan binged on sweets and junk food like it was a completely suitable diet. “And what, feed ‘em to the reporters?” she scoffed. “No way. We all know you just want those cookies for yourself, and you are not getting them. You’re weird enough without being jacked up on sugar.”

[biasedariel-blog-blog-blog]

Ariel pushed various clothing articles aside, as they didn’t catch her eye. While mindlessly looking through the rack, a pair of leather pants caught her eye. She held them up. “Do ya think these could work somehow? Maybe with some boots and an army jacket.”

[whitexsound]

Ari glanced over at the article of clothing her friend was questioning and grinned. “I think that’s a great idea -- and it would look absolutely awesome on you.” Snatching a black crop top from the rack beside her, she held it up in front of her torso, curious. “Whatd’ya think? Yes? No? Maybe?”

[brendanrosenbro-blog]

“In all honesty, that has been my life since we got sign to this label. I’ve been making sure that all of you guys are safe and that nothing gets leaked to the media. I swear to God, they are like sharks to a drop of blood. They’d be on us in a matter of seconds.” Brendan sighed, his mood not as high as Ari is. “But, I’ll manage. You know that.”

[whitexsound]

“You will. You always do, somehow,” the drummer chimed, reclining on the nearest sofa. She folded her arms behind her head and stared up at the ceiling in a seemingly pointless manner. “But, you can’t keep everything from the media. It’s better to feed them something every once in awhile, just so they don’t get too vicious, ya know?” 

[biasedariel-blog-blog-blog]

“This store seems like they have some cool enough stuff,” She looked around amazed she’s never stumbled upon it. “Whatcha think will work the best in terms of outfits, and attracting the ladies?”

[whitexsound]

Ari strolled around the store, examining the apparel with a critical eye. “Well, I always say showing off the legs never hurts. You could with a short dress, something a little fitting, or even some black skinnies -- especially in leather. But, that’s just my personal opinion. It’s up to you, really. I mean, what is it that first catches your eye with other girls?”

[cinderellareese-blog]

“Hey, not giving a fuck is exactly the kind of thing I like to hear when it comes to this shit,” she said with a rather wicked grin, ruffling her hair. “Yeah, everyone pretty much knows I’m psychotic already. You know, the whole ex heroin addict sort of sealed that deal.” She laughed, nodding as she bounced on her toes. “Fuck yeah we do!”

[whitexsound]

“Of course, which makes things a little easier for you. I actually have to fuck shit up to get people to think I’m crazy,” the drummer grinned, quickly checking the state of her eyeliner in the nearest reflective surface. Satisfied, she threw on a leather jacket, stuffed a wallet into her pocket and strolled to the door. “Come on, psycho,” she winked. “Let’s hit the streets.”

[biasedariel-blog-blog-blog]

“Whoever can deal with them for more than a few minutes are definitely saints.”

[whitexsound]

“Couldn’t agree with ya more there, sister,” Ari grinned. “Okay though, seriously-- let’s check this place out real quick and find you something hot to wear tonight. I betcha there’ll be some really cute ladies at this club and you are not gonna wanna miss out on the opportunity,” she winked as she stepped into the first leather-sporting store she could find.

[misslucyblackwood]

“Yeah. Armida got all tired of people going up to her after the show and asking her how I changed outfits so fast. Though it was funny when I walked up to her after the show to hang out at the merch table and they were all, what,” she said, laughing towards the end of it. She grinned, nodding. “Sounds like someone that was pretty rad. But you keep using the past tense. Any reason for that?”

[whitexsound]

“Mind fucking the fans. I love it,” Ariane laughed along with her, though the cheerfulness died off a bit with Lucy’s following question. Ari shrugged idly, rubbing a hand along the back of her neck. “Yeah... Well, she-- there was an accident. Rogue cab, hit n’ run. I was eight. ‘S not really something I talk about much...”

[biasedariel-blog-blog-blog]

“I’m down for that. Avoiding the drunk three a.m. crowds is a smart idea, considering how fucking annoying they can get.”

[whitexsound]

“Well said. Although, they do have their more entertaining moments... I’m just not in the mood to deal with those circumstances tonight.”

[whitexsound]

@whitesound: late night/way too fucking early jams are literally my life #basically #nocturnalrockaddict

[brendanrosenbro-blog]

“This is the last time I am going to do this for you.” the manger shook his finger at the drummer as he let another sigh escape his mouth. He knew that this wouldn’t be the last time. No, there would be other times where he would break this rule. After all Ariene was his favorite out of the group. Even though it was wrong of him to have favorites. 

[whitexsound]

“Yeah, yeah. Course it is.” Ari smirked, shrugging her shoulders at her manager’s wagging finger. She knew all too well that he would continue to cave into her stubborn demands. “So, what’s up in the life of Brendan, hm? Besides running this crazy crew, that is.”

[biasedariel-blog-blog-blog]

“I’m down to check it out tonight. Missing some great bands it’s quite a heartbreaking thing. What time is the best to hit that place up?”

[whitexsound]

“I’d say we should get there around ten. Not too late but not too early, either. That work for you?”

[sussyspice]

I’ve done absolutely nothing all day today. I’ll probably end up turning into goo if I sit on this couch any longer

[whitexsound]

Theeen, you should come out with me. I’m hitting up Output tonight. They’re doing a glow in the dark rave. It’s gonna be the fuckin’ shit.

[cinderellareese-blog]

Honestly, he probably might be pissed but who fucking cares? I mean, Hayacinth will probably ask me if I’m off the wagon again because you know, flashing your tits must make you high. But I’ll placate her. Natural high on life, baby! If we don’t make headlines, I’ll ring someone and yell at them until we do get a headline about how pyscho we are.

[whitexsound]

“I dunno but I sure don’t give a fuck,” she smirked, lazily shrugging her shoulders. “Damn right, ‘cuz psycho bitches got it goin’ on, ya feel? Now, let’s get going before all the hot ones get taken! We’ve got flirting and flashing to do!”

[misslucyblackwood]

Probably was a super useful advantage until Armida cut her hair - now everyone can tell us apart. It’s like oh there’s Armida over there and then there’s Lucy in the girly clothes and probably has glitter all over her front somewhere. Maybe. I tend to bake a lot - do you think we would bond over that?

[whitexsound]

“Haha, well yeah. There’s that,” Ariane chuckled. “Yep. She loved baking. But she liked art too -- she was an artist, actually. All glitter and fashion, but kind of a tomboy at times, too.”

[brendanrosenbro-blog]

Brendan was use to this by now. Yet for some reason, the man couldn’t help but sigh in defeat. He knew that it would only take a matter of minutes before Ari would break down his strong resolve. Emerald colored hues met amber colored orbs. “You like having it your way, don’t you Ari?” The man asked before agreeing to her terms. “What did you have in mind?”

[brendanrosenbro-blog]

[whitexsound]

“Indeed, I do,” the drummer chimed, breaking into a smug grin. “How about we delay practice just a little. Maybe start... an hour before dinner? That way I can still get my beauty sleep and you can get all of your manager stuff done on time.”

[biasedariel-blog-blog-blog]

“What places have caught your interest in recent times? I’ve gotta learn the ways of the locals.”

[whitexsound]

“Hm... Well, my all time favorite place to catch the newbies is the Mercury Lounge. It’s in the Lower East Side. It’s got a nice indie vibe and I’ve heard some fucking awesome talent come and go. If you wanna check it out, we could go tonight -- and we should have no problems getting in. I’ve made some connections with the owner.”