Dino Cavallone (
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interstellar55552016-04-10 10:44 pm
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Who: Dino Cavallone + your folks!
What: One of the nicest guys in the business is down and out. Probably could use some cheering up... or a drink.
When: 4/11-13
Where: Various places!
Warnings: Drinkin' partyin' etc
A :: 4/11 :: Virgo HQ
Dino got out of bed this morning to find one less person in the penthouse. Another firing for his group, only this time it feels a little personal. He'd cared about Kaoru more than he ever told anyone but the guy himself. Now that he's gone, and Dino's left wondering why... They've worked so hard and been so close. Hue & Cry should've been the darlings of the label, at least in Dino's mind, for the work they do and the people they are. But now they're two down, and Dino's having a hard time handling it.
At Virgo HQ, he can be found in one of the various eating areas staring blankly into a bowl of half-eaten cereal, or mumbling an apology as he bumps into people while he walks around in clear distress.
B :: 4/12 :: parkside
A tribute to one bandmate gone, Dino sits in a busy area of the park with a makeshift drum (i.e. a bucket) that he's acquired from somewhere or another, figuring out a simple rhythm as he sings some words to a song he's making up as he goes along. Sometimes it's in your standard English-y thing, sometimes it's in Italian. Someone's set a hat down beside him, and people seem to be tossing little things into it as tokens of appreciation. Somehow no one has given obvious outward signs that they know who he is. Still, if someone does stop, he'll talk to them happily.
C :: 4/13 :: nighttime
After two days of not being able to find the right salve for the wound, so to speak, Dino turns to other peoples' methods. He goes to a bar for a while, sitting smack in the center, at first talking quietly with anyone who comes over, signing a few autographs here and there, but soon enough he gets sullen and waves people off. Not good. The bodyguard that seems to be watching him here is displeased.
Subsequently, then, Dino ditches the hell out of that bodyguard and heads to a nightclub instead, shucking off his coat and giving it to a random fan before he rolls up his sleeves and bypasses the bouncer entirely. Because fuck you that's why.
Once inside, he's again in the thick of things, only this time it's with a great sense of abandon, and probably ripe for bad life choices and stupidly candid conversations. He's a klutz, still, but no one seems to notice trodden upon toes when he's like this. Catch him before he finally gives out and goes back to HQ.
What: One of the nicest guys in the business is down and out. Probably could use some cheering up... or a drink.
When: 4/11-13
Where: Various places!
Warnings: Drinkin' partyin' etc
A :: 4/11 :: Virgo HQ
Dino got out of bed this morning to find one less person in the penthouse. Another firing for his group, only this time it feels a little personal. He'd cared about Kaoru more than he ever told anyone but the guy himself. Now that he's gone, and Dino's left wondering why... They've worked so hard and been so close. Hue & Cry should've been the darlings of the label, at least in Dino's mind, for the work they do and the people they are. But now they're two down, and Dino's having a hard time handling it.
At Virgo HQ, he can be found in one of the various eating areas staring blankly into a bowl of half-eaten cereal, or mumbling an apology as he bumps into people while he walks around in clear distress.
B :: 4/12 :: parkside
A tribute to one bandmate gone, Dino sits in a busy area of the park with a makeshift drum (i.e. a bucket) that he's acquired from somewhere or another, figuring out a simple rhythm as he sings some words to a song he's making up as he goes along. Sometimes it's in your standard English-y thing, sometimes it's in Italian. Someone's set a hat down beside him, and people seem to be tossing little things into it as tokens of appreciation. Somehow no one has given obvious outward signs that they know who he is. Still, if someone does stop, he'll talk to them happily.
C :: 4/13 :: nighttime
After two days of not being able to find the right salve for the wound, so to speak, Dino turns to other peoples' methods. He goes to a bar for a while, sitting smack in the center, at first talking quietly with anyone who comes over, signing a few autographs here and there, but soon enough he gets sullen and waves people off. Not good. The bodyguard that seems to be watching him here is displeased.
Subsequently, then, Dino ditches the hell out of that bodyguard and heads to a nightclub instead, shucking off his coat and giving it to a random fan before he rolls up his sleeves and bypasses the bouncer entirely. Because fuck you that's why.
Once inside, he's again in the thick of things, only this time it's with a great sense of abandon, and probably ripe for bad life choices and stupidly candid conversations. He's a klutz, still, but no one seems to notice trodden upon toes when he's like this. Catch him before he finally gives out and goes back to HQ.
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"Something... I mean..." He looks up. "Yeah, sorry." It's selfish to think that it's just him, isn't it? That it's somehow personal?
"You too?"
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He sighs, "The label's brutal. I thought I wanted this, but...."
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"Not so loud." He was ready to whine about losing Kaoru, ready to cry his heart out at whoever really wanted to listen, but Finnick's words come back to him and he realizes he should make a much less obvious fuss.
"I mean... it's showbiz. Stuff happens. They're really... picky."
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"Yeah. Showbiz. I guess they just didn't cut it," though his expression says he's really no so sure. He lowers his voice, "This is where I should say something about them just not being good enough, or something, right?"
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Kaoru was brilliant and August was inspiring. Dino's heart is in pieces.
"Did they say anything to you?"
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"I..." Damn. "Where? And when?"
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"No. I want him back." But if this is the only way he can toss that middle finger up at the world, maybe he ought to do it. No more sitting around letting his strings be pulled.
"...I guess I'm listening, though."
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Shin shrugs, "or we can sit around waiting for our turn. I for one, want to earn what I get." And as if to prove it he pulls out a cigarette in the middle of the cafeteria. Fuck the police.
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"Don't get fired on purpose, but..." Deep breath. "Don't compromise." He nods. "I was thinking of hitting one of the nightclubs later. The big ones."
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He nods. "Alright."
Watson is disappoint, son.
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He might be considering getting drunk and making out with Dino to get a bunch of ladies hot and bothered and then take them out to some hotel.
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"As long as we don't get caught, right?" He smiles. "It's fine."
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"What time?"
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It'll probably do the kid some good to have someone telling him this stuff is a bad idea, since he doesn't seem to have the greatest ability to judge at the moment. He doesn't even look old enough to be doing most of the rock-star stuff if you strip away the spiked hair and piercings.
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"Eight sounds good. I'll even dress up."
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"Meet me in the garage. We can take my bike."
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"As long as you're careful. I don't want to die before we do this."
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Hopefully.
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Standing, he picks up his dishes. "I'll see you then?"
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