Stay Tuned RP

Auberon
Auberon looked out at the band, putting on his sunglasses and looking down at his phone. He dialed a phone number he knew probably wouldn't pick up, but he called his sister Charity anyway.

Last edited on 2018-08-26 at 16:05:45 by Rainy McFluffies

Outlaw 
She continued to trail behind Mason. Hurry up, hippy. She thought impatiently. 

Auberon
Auberon looked up at Outlaw, but looked down quickly after.

Chance
He stayed quiet, following absently as he looked at the buildings they passed. He hadn't really been out in a while. The walls in his room had been his company, the street out the window his view. With weekly trips to the therapist. And I thought moping would help me? 

Lynn

Lynn just tolled her eyes at Chance and kept on following Mason, guitar case in hand. She would come back for her truck later

Mason
 "We're here!," he announced with obviously-forced enthusiasm, the gravel - which was mostly sand now with only a few stray rocks - crunching under his shoes as he walked up to the front door of his apartment. "The one on the other end of this building is vacant, and only one of the two across from us are occupied, so we can blare music as loud as we like," Mason informed the group, fishing his key out of his pocket before unlocking and opening the door. He switched on a light that was directly inside, its dim light illuminating the dark living room, dust dancing in the hardly-bright rays. "Welcome home."

Last edited on 2018-08-27 at 13:42:11 by Raptor

Outlaw 
“Home?” She echoed, entering. He better not expect me to live her. 

Auberon
Auberon turned off his car and got out, throwing his sunglasses back into the van and sprinting towards where the gang had gone. He needed a run anyways- he'd basically been forced to not run and it was driving him insane.
He finally caught up and stopped by them, eyeing Masons apartment.

Chance
He stepped inside and looked around curiously. "Where will we be playing at?" he asked. 

Lynn

Her boots lifted small clouds of dust as she stepped in. “Seems comfy” she said, one corner of her mouth lifting involuntarily into a sort of smirk

Mason
 He laughed with only a small amount of bitterness. "Yep, this is my home, and yep, it's certainly comfy." He locked eyes with Auberon as the boy (man?) approached, but didn't say a word to him, instead answering Chance's question. "For practice? Here I guess, since I'm broke. But in the future? Hopefully at whatever places hire us for gigs."

Auberon
Auberon went inside and looked around, nodding ever so slightly at absolutely nothing. I mean it beat his van that's for sure.

Chance
No, I mean... Never mind. I'll probably find out soon enough. "What will each of us be doing in the band? I know what I auditioned for, and them," Chance gestured to Outlaw and Lynn. 

Lynn
She had been joking around, but in all honesty, this was just about what her place looked like, too. She set her guitar case down and looked at the time on her phone screen, not sure why as she had nothing better to do anyway

Outlaw 
She glanced outside at the sun. About time to be gettin. “I’m goin. Gotta do somethin” she mumbled to Mason.