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Post by Alizabeth Jamie Cameron on Jul 23, 2012 18:10:40 GMT -6
you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - - “I swear to god I am going to kill that boy if it is the last thing I do.” AJ mumbled angrily under her breath as she maneuvered her way off stage and handed her guitar off to a stage tech to be put away properly since everyone could tell that she was not the happiest person ever right now. But it wasn’t performing that got her ticked off, no she loved performing and being on stage; it was Cas who she was going to kill. He just had to dare that she couldn’t stand one performance wearing this thing without flipping out somehow right in the middle. And the thing was a skirt, she hated skirts and dresses and would rather run around in her underwear….ok only slightly true, it depended on the situation. But no, the foolish singer had to dare her, something AJ couldn’t resist in exchange for letting her do whatever she wanted for day….bad idea on his part. Just because she hated skirts doesn’t mean she would preserver and make him eat his words.
Of course, after two songs she completely forgot about the skirt and went on with the set as normal…the constant wolf whistles and hollers kind of got on her nerves, but she was safe on stage so didn’t worry about a random guy jumping up on stage trying to get in her…skirt. Not like she couldn’t protect herself though, that wasn’t the case, she just didn’t want to make another spectacle. Thought AJ would also swear he did this to try and get her laid, but that was “Reason to put AJ through Torture Number Two”. She didn’t even know how the piece of clothing got in her bag…he probably planted it in her bag when she wasn’t looking. Shaking her head away from the theories, AJ rushed down the stairs and pulled her pass from the waist of the skirt to now be around her neck. She was still back stage, still kind of afraid that male fans would mob her…definitely not her forte. Plus someone had placed a bag of gummy worms near where her guitar was placed after a set and before she picked it up to take it back to the bus.
Raising a brow, AJ wondered if it was from Cas in a hopeful bribe for her not chasing him around the venue threatening to do something nasty for making her wear a skirt. Brushing it off AJ grabbed the bag and began to fiddle with trying to open it with one hand while she searched for the water bottle she also had stashed in the guitar case in case of emergencies. Normally she had coffee or soda on a daily basis, but she learned quickly that she should always have a water on hand on tour, especially with the heat as it was. It wasn’t AJ’s time though…it never was lately, as she dropped the bag of delicious gummy worms. “Mac soith….” [/b] AJ cursed in Irish-Gaelic, when she was aggravated she had a tendency to slip into the different languages she knew without a second thought; especially when she was cursing. More cursing in different languages erupted from AJ’s mouth as she tried to nicely reach down to grab the bag, she just prayed no one gave her a weird look behind her as she kneeled down to grab the bag. And then she heard footsteps go by, but stop behind her. ’Shit….’ was the only thought that popped up in her head. [/div] words: 588 | outfit: here | tag: open |
notes: short but another thread
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Post by Aleix Keates Hawkins on Jul 27, 2012 11:20:52 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER DOLLAR THAT I'LL NEVER SEE The Words: 435 The Tag: AJ The Notes: ew. short post. One of the great parts about his job was that during his off time, he got to listen to the bands that were playing. At the moment, one of his favorite acts thus far, Strength in Numbers, were on the stage. They were a bit wild and crazy, but their songs generally had great meaning. It was a lot better than most of the popular stuff anyway, at least in Aleix's opinion. Plus, he had met the guys and lady that made up the band, and they were all pretty good people, if not a little crazy, but it made them interesting. Lex spent a bit of time listening to the band, talking with Eileen Milas, someone he knew well from both of their repeated presences during the previous Monster Music Fests. He saw her almost like a little sister and would be damned if anyone hurt her. Her father had trusted him to make sure she stayed out of too much trouble, and he fully planned on it. SIN's set was almost over when Aleix had to go time in for the day, pulling on his hat and vest that said "security" on them, letting people know his status. He made sure he had a charged walkie clipped to his belt and the keys to all the trailers and doors that he might possibly need to use before heading back toward the main stage. He was positioned backstage that day, which was alright to him. It meant getting to chill and talk to the different musicians while keeping an eye out for any situation he might have to deal with. The young man was walking over to the side of the area backstage that he usually was stationed at, only to pause when he heard a familiar voice cursing in multiple languages. Looking down, the blond man raised a brow slightly beneath the brim of his hat, spotting AJ, the guitarist from SIN, crouching down, muttering to herself. "Having trouble, AJ?" he asked, smirking ever so faintly in amusement. He was known for being more stoic when he was on the clock, but that did not mean he was completely emotionless. "Nice skirt, by the way. Casper's doing, is it?" Aleix had assumed it had been the lead singer's doing that AJ was in a skirt. From what he knew of them, it seemed like something the other young man would do for shits and giggles. They were like a family from what he had read and seen, and it definitely resembled the kind of thing a sibling would do.
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Post by Alizabeth Jamie Cameron on Jul 27, 2012 16:24:39 GMT -6
you're the one that i should never take, but i can't sleep until i devour you - - - - - “I swear to god I am going to kill that boy if it is the last thing I do.” At first AJ didn’t want to move, maybe she could look like a tech or something..no? Damn, worth a try. She would have tried to see who was behind her but by the end of the set most of her hair had slipped from the ponytail she put up to block her vision to the sides. Maybe she could try to ignore whoever was behind her, eventually they would give up right? That was until she heard the familiar male voice of a certain security guard that had caught AJ’s interest…a little bit, but she wouldn’t let people see that part of her. Turning her head up to meet the gaze of Aleix, all she could do was sigh and try not to hang her head that someone she actually knew caught her in a skirt. ‘Today is not my day…’ AJ thought to herself before she spoke up, “Nope..none at all. Just you know, the gummy worms will not comply with my will to get them opened.” [/b] She explained, relaxing a tiny bit to go back to her normal, nonchalant tone she usually had. She quickly grabbed the bag and spun and she stood to face the security guy. When she did finally face him she noticed the faint smirk that was rare on Aleix, at least when he was working. Setting her water bottle down on a random box next to her, AJ began to tear at the bag again before finally getting it open. Usually it was busy, but she swears there are some packages that are rigged by the company so they can’t be opened. Her eyes shot up to met Aleix’s again as he pointed out her skirt. At first she had to look down at what she was wearing to find the small flush to her cheeks, but she’d blame that on the heat, a good reason. “Yeah….the lanky bastard just had to dare me this morning. Bad bet on his part though, just because I hate them doesn’t mean I’ll suck it up for a chance to be able to do anything I want for a day.”[/b] the guitarist nodded and explained briefly that he was once again right. Though if you knew SIN well enough you’d know that they were like a family…a family of pranksters that is. They cared for each other but played pranks on not just others but themselves for shits and giggles. Now that she had finally gotten the bag open she had taken a few to eat because she could feel the adrenaline rush from the show begin to wear off and if she didn’t do something to keep it up she’d might end up sliding to the floor from being tired. Which in a skirt would be embarrassing, make it in front of Aleix and who knows else even worse since AJ seemed to be known as the one who could withstand almost anything. “So, what does the security agenda have for you Mr. Aleix?”[/b] AJ sucked at small talk, she hated initiating it at least, but she tried sometimes. Heck the guitarist even held out the bag of candy to the male in front of her to offer him some if he wanted which was even rarer if you were in SIN. [/div] words: 547 | outfit: here | tag: open |
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