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Who: As many people in Virgo HQ as Luce can grab
What: The best way to get to know new people is over breakfast, didn't you know?
When: A nice cheery morning a vague time in January after everyone's newbies have met their band
Where: The Flower Over Bones penthouse
Warnings: None planned! Feel free to treat this as a mingle log

The first month Luce arrived at Virgo HQ, she didn't waste any time before establishing some sort of lunch everyone could get together at. As January drags on, it's something she finds herself thinking about as new faces fill up the gaps where she had known others.

It's part of the reasons why, one early morning, she can be found bustling to all the other band penthouses to deliver a simple invitation she makes sure everyone gets to hear: a breakfast taking place in the FoB house for all Virgo musicians.

FoB penthouse looks like a lot of the other bands, with some clutter here and there that fits its inhabitants including a small dartboard with various articles about the members pinned there with shuriken. The television is playing what seems to be an early day sci-fi movie marathon and there's already a pretty impressive spread of pancakes, waffles, french toast, and various cut up fruit for people to dig into.

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"Oh, that's easy! Obviously he wants to rip a hole in the space-time continuum to find a new dimension to inhabit and the sword is the only source of energy 'cut out' for the job! heh-- Also!.. I donno, it's powered by hearts? Or something?? OOH now there's a scorcher!"

Bill cheers a particularly over the top, poorly done explosion before the programs cuts to a commercial. He turns to Rei and offers his hand.

"Name's Bill, by the by! Bill Cipher; Vandalism in Progress."

"Hah, obviously. It'd have to be," Rei laughs.

Yes, this man was actually pretty interesting. Far more than the dumb movie, and the antics were well worth being dragged out of bed early today. Taking his hand in hers, she shakes, and dips her head genially.

"I'm Rei Hino, violinist for Flowers over Bones. And I have to say, I love you guys sound. It's really unique."

"Keep em moving, keep em watching!"

He winks-- or.. blinks? Admittedly, it isn't always easy to tell behind his eye patch.

"But shucks, we're no FoB! You guys survived all the band cuts, that's gotta count for something."

The jazz player shakes with just a tad too much enthusiasm before leaning back comfortably.

"Looks like i'm meeting the whole crew this morning; I already know your two leads, who else you got?"

"It's probably just because we act like a real family," Rei laughs lightly, but takes the compliment in stride. They really hadn't had anyone cut yet, and that was impressive, given how picky the labels had been.

"We've got a shamisen player and percussionist though. Ivan and Pao-Lin."

Her head swivels around curiously, looking for the pair but not finding them out in the open.

"They may be in another room, but they'll turn up later I'm sure. Pao-Lin hates horror movies, and I think this..." she gestures towards the nonsensical movie a Wilhelm scream echoes through the room. One of the Uranians was battering through a door. "Was billed as horror."

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Bill can't help but snicker at that. To think some people couldn't handle fear!

"If you're scared of bad production value, maybe."

He scrunches his face up thoughtfully.

"You know, now that you mention it, I can see that whole family angle you guys got going. Got that vibe from your bassist when we first met, anyway."

Luce called him 'dear.' Bill can't even remember someone calling him that, ever. He shrugs.

"But Ivan and Pao-Lin, eh? Can't say I've seen em. I'll have to keep an eye out, sometime."

Edited (Whoops; missed the last sentence. Go me.) 2016-02-06 02:55 (UTC)

"Well, there is that."

Rei snorts again and sighs, turning to give Bill her full attention. He seemed alright, really. Quirky, but she liked that. A bit like the Doctor, but with an edge.

"I'm sure they'll be around. But hey, what's your band like? I think you're the first person from it that I've met."

"Oh, ViP? We're a pretty talkative bunch- well-! 'cept Celty, she doesn't speak much-- literally."

Bill opens his phone to a small album and points to what appears to be a woman in a motorcycle helmet. The media were always clamoring to get the inside scoop of what face really lies beneath the mask, but if anyone has ever been privy to knowing, they certainly weren't talking.

"Then we got Sans on Trombone- he can be a bit hard to catch, amazing how some people can be everywhere and nowhere useful, at the same time!"

There is a group photo of the band on stage... with Sans missing, having not shown up to that practice. HOPEFULLY a sign of the past- the man has seemed a little more attentive lately. Bill at least looks happy in the few shots he has with him. He slides the screen over to show a smaller, mousy sort of blonde with his face obscured by his own equipment.

"Bai Shen working Synth- though frankly, he'd rather be working camera."

Next the screen switches to an energetic looking girl, decked out in a flashy outfit and rocking out on even more decked out drum kit.

"Haru on Percussion! I'm on sax, aaand that's it."

Rei may notice something important missing. Namely that Virgo still hasn't given them a new lead...

Rei bobs her head in pleasant thought, peering inquisitively at each picture. That was actually a good idea, and she figured that it might be easiest to show Bill photos that way too, but his animated manner of speaking was oddly enthralling. Why interrupt? It was nice enough just to let him go full steam.

She does giggle here and there at the little jokes Bill seems to be telling her about Sans and actually laughs when she notes that the guy's not there for the group photo. Seems fitting.

When he finishes up though, that does raise a question.

"Do you have a lead? Or are you more like Flashstep, where everyone's a lead?"

The resulting laugh is so short and wavering, it’s almost easy to miss. Yeah, they’re screwed.

"EH, more like HAD a lead; doing a bit of a freeform thing right now."

Which while good, wouldn't cut it for Virgo Entertainment's big leagues for long. Bill knew full well you couldn't survive this establishment without a vocalist; not easily anyway, but if Blanche is going to ~~murder~~ fire them all, why not tell as many as you can about it and go down kicking and screaming in as undignified a way as possible first? He waves the worry off noncommittally.

“A minor hiccup when it comes to making unconventional music. We’re Vandalism in Progress, we’ll sucker someone into making a deal with us soon.”

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