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“Grab another drink, stretch your legs, do what you’ve gotta do. Just don’t go too far, ‘cause we’ll be back in a few,” Coby says, with a wink for the crowd and a nod to the rest of the band. He finished off the rest of his beer as he followed the other guys off-stage. Dave and Brion headed straight for the bar, and Máire turned toward the ladies’ room, but Coby made a left to go around back of the stage and out the side door.

“Ten minutes, yeah?” the manager reminded him on his way out, either not noticing or not caring when Coby shoved half a brick against the doorjamb to keep it from closing behind him. He really didn’t feel like walking around to the front to get back in, and who knew if somebody would hear him knocking.

The night air was cool after the closeness of the bar and the charge he always got performing, and his skin prickled at the sudden change as he leaned against the wall and breathed deep. The bar was on a corner, the door he’d come out opening on a smaller street than the main entrance, but this time of night there were still plenty of people walking by. Coby hadn’t even been in London two weeks yet; getting caught lighting up on a public sidewalk wasn’t the idea. He still got out his lighter, but for a Marlboro that brought too many memories along with it. Marlboros were Javi’s brand, and the hypocritical bastard had had no problems puffing away on one while telling Coby he shouldn’t smoke so much ‘cause it would fuck up his voice.

“Damn it, Coby, gotta stop with this shit,” he muttered to himself, then glared at the person who’d paused, maybe trying to decide if he was talking to them or just crazy.

Crazy, was the answer, but he tried not to be too obvious about that kind of thing. Besides, that was the idea behind coming to London, right? Get away from things for awhile to get his head on straight again.


[not Coby's specific set list for the night, but for anyone wanting an idea of what it's like - or who just feels like listening to Steve Carlson - a a playlist on youtube]

Date: 2015-09-14 11:11 pm (UTC)
whispersoflove: (laughter/good humour)
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Anael had stopped to look at the man, not because of the muttering to himself but because... There was something about him, and it took him a full second to realise what, and then he beamed as he took a few steps closer. "Shamsiel!"

Date: 2015-09-15 08:36 pm (UTC)
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"Coby, hello," Anael stated, his smile not dimmed in the slightest as he clasped Coby's hand in both of his. "Yes, it's Anael. It's good to - meet you - again." They'd never quite settled on the proper vocabulary for this, in any language, and he hardly cared. The sentiment mattered much more than the phrasing, and it was echoed in the look in his eyes.

Date: 2015-09-15 09:08 pm (UTC)
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"Dropping in now and then, you're American," Anael stated delightfully, only just now remembering to let go of Coby's hands. American, and a man. "It's been... over a century, I think? Yes. How are you?" he asked, resisting the urge to reach out and lay his hand on Coby's chest. Coby knew him a little, but if past experience served, he wouldn't know him very much yet, only vaguely.

Date: 2015-09-15 09:22 pm (UTC)
whispersoflove: (i have known many times)
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Anael nodded to his first question, but didn't have time to say anything more on the subject before Coby went on. "Away from what?" he asked curiously, and with the usual concern one would show for someone they loved.

Date: 2015-09-15 09:40 pm (UTC)
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Anael could tell only too well what kind of things, for the way the ache echoed in his lungs. But Coby did not wish to talk about it yet, so he simply nodded. "Has it? Or are you just in?"

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Date: 2015-09-15 12:26 am (UTC)
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"Don't glare at me, guv- I'm not the one chatting myself up in the dark," Prometheus replied, his voice crisp and almost rhythmic sounding as he spoke.

Date: 2015-09-16 01:06 am (UTC)
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There was something about the man- Something odd, maybe even familiar. Whatever it as, it as enough to draw the titan closer.

"Have one to spare?" he asked.

Date: 2015-09-16 11:14 pm (UTC)
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"That depends- Is it good?" Prometheus asked, thanking the man with a nod before lighting up.

Date: 2015-09-17 08:46 pm (UTC)
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"You're a performer then? Not a singer, I hope," he added, nodding at the cigarette.

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Date: 2015-09-16 09:02 am (UTC)
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Jade wasn't happy. He'd come out dressed decently (wearing his only suit and even managing a fucking tie) only to find that his client - who had incidentally demanded him to dress up properly and not wear his 'usual fishnet tramp get-up' - was not interested in Jade wearing a suit. No. Without admitting it to himself, the man preferred a fishnet tramp with make-up and tight leather trousers. Seeing Jade dressed normally and without any make-up at all made him loose interest instantly. So. No fancy dinner, no job, no pay. He did hate it when people wasted his time.

So, he decided to light up a joint in this street when he heard someone muttering to himself. "Ah, great, you got a light!" His frown turned into a charming smile and he approached. "Mind passing it over?" He asked.

Date: 2015-09-17 07:26 am (UTC)
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Jade smiled and accepted the light. "Don't I?" He agreed wryly as he took one long drag from the joint, filling his lungs with sweetness. "It's more a fancy dress, really. Something I was asked to wear, but it didn't really go down as expected. Fucker. Anyway, what about you? You look dressed up. Kinda."

Date: 2015-09-18 05:47 pm (UTC)
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"Gig? You're a singer, or something?" Jade asked, curiously.

Date: 2015-09-22 09:16 am (UTC)
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"So you're due inside again? Too bad," Jade teased in the way people in his profession were prone to tease.

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