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. ]

[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. ]