new orleans ♔ taking you out of my blood to bring me peace

[starfucker]

WHO || Finnick, Myri, Burt, Elena, Rafael, Dumage, Keijen [closed]
WHAT || Gearing up for the concerts
WHERE || New Orleans
WHEN || April 23rd
HOW || Actionspam

The date of the dual concerts is fast approaching. While his teammates have been involved on intermittent missions striking at other laboratories like the one they discovered under NOVA, Finnick has been honing his pop star cover and working non-stop on an album and publicity. Elena and Myri have spent considerable time around NOVA as well, posing as part of Finnick and Rafael's entourages to keep an eye on activity from Chad and company.

For all intents and purposes, however, they've evinced little sinister behavior at all. Observing the artists merely seems to reveal singers preparing for a tour, and Chad spends little time in the office. When they do see him, however, he is always accompanied by the Mind Master. If it weren't for the drama lurking behind the scenes as the power struggle between the Becksworth brothers draws to a head, it would almost seem peaceful.

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[starfucker]

[ today is promo recording day for the concert, which means both rafael and finnick are on the set surrounded by video equipment, make up artists and assistants, and of course, burt sitting in a director's chair drinking something bright blue with an umbrella in it and acting like he has the world's biggest headache. ]

No, no, no. I said your good side, Odair. I meant your ass. Show the camera. Your ass.

[ ... it's been a long day of this. ]

[65]

[finnick, bless his heart, takes all of this with saintlike patience. he has a ph.d. in putting up with bullshit tbh. he obediently turns so that his ass is facing the camera and tries to go deep into his cave and find his power animal. (it's an otter.)]

Better?

[notaroundme]

[Elena is doing what she can to look mostly interested in Finnick, the way a good little groupie would, but she's listening intently, trying to pick of pieces of other conversations in case she catches anything interesting.

It's been pretty tame, really, which is somewhat relieving given their experience here before. She's not about to let her guard down, though. Not after last time.]

[starfucker]

Hey! Ellen. Or whatever. [ burt snaps his fingers in elena's direction abruptly ] You wanna do me a favor, sweetcheeks?

[ he looks back towards finnick and makes an 'ok' gesture with his fingers ] Beautiful, sweetheart. That's the moneymaker.

[notaroundme]

[Her eyebrows rise in surprise as he snaps his fingers at her, and she bites the inside of her cheek to keep herself from correcting him. Instead, she gives him a bright smile, looking far more excited that she actually feels.]

Sure! What can I do?

[starfucker]

I left some pages in the recording studio down a floor, 6A. Why don't you be a babe and go get those for me?

[witchwoman]

[Myri has been remaining fairly quiet, watching everything mostly finnick but when Burt speaks up and asks Elena to run an errand, she perks up.]

I'll go with you. [She says, flashing a smile as she stands and walks over to Elena.] I have to use the little girl's room anyway. [bluff 20 total]

[starfucker]

Sure, fine, whatever, just chop chop, people.

[notaroundme]

[Elena gives Myri a grin, reaching for her hand to hold as if they're two besties going of to the bathroom together. It would give them a bit of leeway on how much time they took.]

We'll be back soon.

[And then she squeezes Myri's hand in a 'let's go' gesture and they head out the door into the hallway.]

[65]

[meanwhile, finnick is still droppin' it like it's hot. and getting kind of bored tbh.]

Do I have to do this much longer?

[witchwoman]

[Isn't it nice when girls who previously were at each other's throats become besties? It's probably because they had to bond over neither of them being Taylor Swift, sob.

Myri takes Elena's hand and waves playfully to Finnick, Rafael, and Burt as they exit the room and head off. Once they're a safe distance away, she looks to Elena.]

Let's get to the studio first. Anywhere after that, we can merely tell them we got lost on the way back.

[notaroundme]

[Taylor Swift is a bitch and a slut, okay. The enemy of your enemy is your friend, or something. This is totally a legit explanation.

Elena looks over at her, nodding. It's a good enough plan, and hopefully they can do a little 'looking around' before they're questioned.]

The quicker we get to the studio, the more time we'll have before he gets irritated that we aren't back yet.

[And she starts to walk toward the elevator, to head to the sixth floor (if they aren't on it already) and find the right room. (Nav 14)]

[starfucker]

[ as the girls head to another thread, burt frowns, looks at his watch, and says, annoyed: ] Fine, you can take five while I work with Little Italy. [ MAKE A SPOT CHECK ]

[narcosynthesis]

[ elena steers them into the elevator, and as it dings open onto the sixth floor, studio A is hard to miss. the large red room (pictured above) is visible through a window to the left, and music is pouring out of it at an almost obscene volume, especially when they actually open the door.

♬ and one - linkin park

a large number of empty liquor bottle line the sound bar and lip of the window, and in the leather chair sprawls keijen blade, one leg slung over the arm, the other perched on the sound board as he fiddles with the dials, making minor adjustments once and awhile. when they enter, he seems to hear, despite the din, and turns to look at them over his shoulder. a large cat-like grin spreads ever so slowly across his features, his eyes glinting as he looks between them with obvious interest. ]

[notaroundme]

[For some reason, Elena hadn't really been expecting anyone to actually be here, so his presence startles her, especially since she recognizes him.

Plus, that grin kind of freaks her out.]

Hi.

[Still, she's here to be a groupie, so she manages to flash a smile, looking at Myri, then back to him.]

We're here to grab something for Mr. Becksworth.

[witchwoman]

[Myri is also a little surprised, but she's not able to mask it as well. She tries to cover it as a look of awe (bluff 19).]

Pages? Pages. He said he left some down here.

[narcosynthesis]

[ he slinks up to sitting from his slouch with fluid grace, eyes never leaving them. ] They must be very important then, for Mr. Becksworth to entrust the task to such essential members of his stars' retinue.

[notaroundme]

[Isn't this the guy that Dumage has been dating? He's...seriously creeping her out.]

He'll be mad if we take too long.

[She's going to look around the room and try to find said papers. (Spot: 24)]

[witchwoman]

[Myri watches Elena start the hunt for the elusive pages. She knows that they could always try to get more information from some of the creepier musicians. Dumage was probably trying to do that but... Myri doesn't really trust the woman most days, so....]

What are you doing down here, anyway?

[narcosynthesis]

[ the lyric sheets are easy enough to see, balanced on the sound board underneath a bottle that's left a nice round ring on them. as elena goes to grab them, myri manages to divert keijen's gaze her way. he sounds amused as he gestures to the speakers, still playing that song, which seems to be on loop:

Where should I start? Disjointed heart
I've got no commitment to my own flesh and blood
Left all alone far from my home
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart
I keep it locked up inside]

You may not know this, but NOVA employs other artists besides Giovanni and your boy Finnick. I'm working on my album.

[ a grin splits his face abruptly, though there's something about it that inspires a feeling of coldness, along with evoking tingles in the back of her neck. ] What do you think?

[notaroundme]

[Elena crosses the room to collect the papers, trying to smooth out the stain that the bottom of the bottle left with her palm while looking over her shoulder to keep an eyes on Keijen and Myri.]

I like it.

[She speaks up, trying to keep his attention divided between the two of them.]

What's it about?

[As if she's interested in his music.]

i'll need will saves from both of you c:

[narcosynthesis]

[ he turns back to her, reaching out to slowly spin an empty bottle lazily with one hand ]

Like all true artists, I take inspiration from my own life. [ now elena gets to experience that strange mocking grin as the song plays on:

Cannot express to the point I've regressed
If anger's a gift then I guess I've been blessed
I keep it locked up inside
Keep my distance from your lies

It's too late to love me now
You helped me to show me
It's too late to love me now
You don't even know me ]

Music's not worth much of anything if you can't feel it, don't you think?

[witchwoman]

[Myri's will save of 14 apparently does not keep her immune to his charms :c Her expression glazes over slightly and she starts to move in time with the music.]

It's... beautiful. [The awe in her voice is completely genuine.] So haunting.

[narcosynthesis]

[ he casts an amused look at myri, pushing up to his feet suddenly with that strange fluidity of movement, although the way he reaches out to steady himself against the board makes it clear that all that alcohol has been getting to him. ]

Even better than your friends' music?

[notaroundme]

[Elena gets lucky and for once rolls really well in the clutch. A 24 will save has her looking over at Myri as she speaks, attempting not to look obviously worried. Maybe she's just acting really well.]

I found them.

[She says as she makes her way back over to Myri, holding the papers up. Because either way, she doesn't like where this is going.]