got your picture; coming with you

[wickedlyable]

Who: Nuclear Parliament
What: Recording shit, welcoming Shinichi to the band, chilling. You know how it is.
When: Throughout March!
Where: NP Penthouse
Warnings: Probably nothing.

Johanna's been moody for the past couple months - fine, she admits it. That party back in December had been quite the damper, to say the least, and the way the band had fallen apart for a few weeks didn't help. Stella had told her not to be so worried, and Jo had scoffed - at the time.

But now the penthouse is starting to get loud again. It's starting to get fun again. With the band back to full strength, five members present and accounted for, their apartment actually feels lived in. And now that Johanna isn't locking herself away as much anymore, that means the place is back to being the home of the best pop punk band in town.

Of course, that means that the penthouse is kind of a mess, between the parties being had and the music being made. But hey - that's the price of genius. Or something like that.

[ mingle-style log; throw up whatever threads you want! ]

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My little shit started it 😎

[off_the_edge]

"You did," Cloud agrees, turning to examine a girl who'd taken interest in him. He'd been hoping she'd recognised him, but judging by her look she was just attracted to him. Not what he was after right now.

"Without telling me all about your history, because I don't care... What's your musical background? I don't like to pigeonhole myself into genres."

Yay little shits

[bass_instincts]

Shin glances towards her, but looks back to Cloud as if he's not interested in her at all. Frankly, he isn't terribly interested, but if he can beat Cloud in another area he would surely enjoy it. "I'm self-taught. I started out on bass, but moved to guitar. It's my first time in a band, actually. I had a video of my playing guitar go viral."

[off_the_edge]

"I'm self-taught too," Cloud says, face hard - taking Shin seriously as competition. Then he hurriedly adds, "but I was probably teaching myself from before you were born. I used to be in S★O★L★D★I★E★R - "

- please let someone have heard of it.

I can't remember joining S★O★L★D★I★E★R -

"We were pretty good. A few of the other guys were coasting off my talent, though. Where are we actually going? I have to record in the morning."

[bass_instincts]

"Never heard of them. You must be pretty old if you were teaching yourself since before I was born." He takes out a cigarette and lights it, "You'd think you'd be better if you've been at it so long." It sounds mean, but he says it with a disarmingly warm smile.

"What are you recording?"

[off_the_edge]

"I'm twenty-one," says Cloud, fidgeting - he's not sure if that's rain he can feel on his shoulders, and if it is, it'll ruin his hair - "in the prime of my life. How old are you, exactly? Twelve? ...Those'll ruin your singing voice, by the way."

[bass_instincts]

"I'm as old as you want me to be," he says with a flirtatious wink. It's hard to tell if he's being serious or not, but he does ignore the comment about the cigarettes. He's more concerned with his guitar than his voice, anyway.

[off_the_edge]

Cloud snorts, and responds with an exaggerated smoulder of his own - "Thanks for the offer, but it's a lost cause while I'm sober." He eyes the sky, irritated by the increasing amount of cold, spittling rain. "Tell you what - if you take me somewhere with a ceiling, I'll reward you by telling you the storyline of my neo-noir-dark-fantasy-cyberpunk solo concept album."

[bass_instincts]

"You know, I'll find you a building if you save that story until I'm drunk," he says with a laugh. Johanna had said he seemed like he was trying too hard, but that way of referring to his solo album seemed even more try-hard. He's pretty sure there's another word for it, though it isn't in his vocabulary. That word would be pretentious.