Welcoming Atmosphere

[panspermia]

Who: Defying Atmosphere
What: First impressions
When: Mid-January
Where: DA's penthouse
Warnings: awkwardness and poor hygiene

It's been weeks since Defying Atmosphere made their last performance. Public appearances are limited, but Greg and Meril have been boosted to fame as the faces of the band. Any public memory of Weasel, Gaige, Lora, and Krieg seems to have vanished all together. Kimiko keeps telling them not to worry their pretty little heads about it; just keep signing the merchandise she gives them and get to work. She knows what she's doing.

And clean this place up, you pigs.

They have not cleaned this place up. Rather than the wild mess expected of the rockstar lifestyle, the penthouse more closely resembles a college dorm room, complete with soda cans and pizza boxes built up since the last time the maids swept through. What isn't covered with junk food wrappings is stacked with pages upon pages of half-finished songs and diligently signed headshots.

[[ooc: vague "mid-january" label for assuming not everyone is moving in right at the same time. Make your entry headers at will!]]

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[sayonaramemories]

He twirls his hair, smile pleasant for now at least.

"The holidays is no excuse for a mess like this." It's awful, disgusting and needs to be cleaned.

Not that he's going to be the one to do it.

[panspermia]

"Yeah... yeah, you're right. Sorry you had to see this." He can't deny it's a pretty gross mess. They've been in a serious slump, but that doesn't excuse how bad it looks for someone on the outside.

"But! Now with you guys coming in, things' re gonna shape up. Promise! Everything is gonna work great from here, no sweat." He's telling himself as much as Kokoro.

[sayonaramemories]

"I'm sure you'll clean it up. Hopefully sooner than later." Because he's not willing to stay, penthouse or not, if it stays in such a mess.

"That's definitely a vote of confidence. I can work with that! Do you have sheet music or are you going to ask for new beats? Because I can do that just fine too," he's practically oozing confidence. It doesn't take any convincing out of him, no matter what the situation, he's going to make this work.

And then he's going solo.

[panspermia]

Greg starts with the effort of kicking some of the garbage off to the corner while they talk. Having a mostly-clear floor is the first step, he figures. The maids can figure out the rest.

"We've got some beats set up on stuff we were working on before..." Well, before. He has the sneaking suspicion Kokoro's style is very different from their last drummer's, in more ways than one. "But, if you've got your own ideas they're more than welcome. Better to showcase what you've got out the gate, you know how fans can get about change."

[sayonaramemories]

He stays at the door until the floor is clear enough for his tastes... It may take a while before he gets to his room.

He hums in consideration. "Yes, of course. They tend to be quite opposed to it." Which only means his job is harder, but he's never been one to back down from a challenge. No, he can definitely feel excitement at the thought of proving himself. "I'll make it work," his tone shifts to determined. "Any finished lyrics you've got lying around, or should I work on those too?"

[panspermia]

"No doubt. I'm sure you've got it covered." Sure, Kokoro definitely isn't someone who needs his ego stroked. Greg's just that confident and glad to have a band back together.

"Oh yeah. I've been writing up a storm, you don't have to worry about that. If you want, we can do a jam session once you're settled in!"

[sayonaramemories]

Confidence is key! Especially when you're standing on a stage with an already established band.

"Excellent." He claps his hands in excitement. "The more we get done the better. Could you show me to my room?"

[panspermia]

"Right-o. This way--promise we didn't mess it up." Don't worry, you won't step on anything gross on the way over. So long as you watch where you're going. "Let me know if you need anything, all right?"

[sayonaramemories]

He'll just watch the floor and make sure he can avoid whatever's there. Today is not going to start with his shoes in an old pizza box. "I'll keep that in mind. Do we have a set practice schedule?"

[panspermia]

"Well, kinda. We'd get in a practice every day, twice if we could, but it sorta depends on what else is planned in the day, you know? Now that you guys are moving in, Kimiko's sure to have us making the rounds all over the place, get you guys' faces all over. Practice might depend on when we get a second to breathe." He casts a smirk over his shoulder. "We'll have to play it by ear."

[sayonaramemories]

He gives a confident smile back. "IF it's a trial by fire I'll be passing it with flying colors. Interviews, well, I'm sure we'll be having fun with those."

[panspermia]

"I always do."

Away from the main lounge and towards the individual bedrooms, the mess has cut down to mostly in need of a good vacuuming. Greg gestures grandly to one door. "Welcome, to Chateau Kokoro. Heh. You make yourself comfy, I'll be out here if you need anything."