Our hearts beat in Rhythm

[A moose sent by Cyberlife]

This is a private rp between me and butterfingercrunch. Do not post unless you are one of us. Feel free to read though... it is a yaoi rp.  

[butterfingercrunch]

Aidan Ezekiel Luniere releases the neck of his guitar, standing up from his stool and taking the offered water bottle. He takes a long drink before grabbing his case and placing the guitar inside. He was getting better, but it was still just for fun. For now, anyways. He nods at Lance before leaving the room, sighing. He rolls his head in a circle, yawns, then checks the time. It was time to get going soon. His boss didn't appreciate it when he came late, though he couldn't say much. As one of the two top earners, he wasn't one to be easily replaced. Though to be honest, leaving wasn't really a big deal for Aidan. He could easily get another job practically anywhere, what with his credentials. He had simply chosen this place because he had wanted to. And the one who always tied with him, or lost on occasion and won on others, well... That one was interesting.

(ooc:: leaving what they're rivals in up to you and stuff)

Blue-eyed_Ninja94

 

[A moose sent by Cyberlife]

Logan McCallister was not having a good day. The G-string on his guitar had snapped in the middle of practice, cutting it short and it was expensive to buy a new one, especially since he'd just spent money on fixing his car. He was lucky the piece of crap even got him here. His landlord was also a b***h and had upped his rent.... AGAIN. He found out his brother was getting married and he wasn't invited to the wedding. So what if he said a few choice words to his soon to be sister-in-law when they first met? She deserved it.

He was also pretty sure that he was getting sick, if the headaches and itchy throat were anything to go by. Oh and not to mention he had to see that b*****d Aidan a lot. They worked in the same place, and went to the same school. Hell, they even had a few classes together. Some people might say it's jealousy.... Maybe a little bit. Logan liked to think of it as pure competition.

butterfingercrunch

 

[butterfingercrunch]

Aidan looks out the window and sighs. He didn't really feel like working much. It wasn't that it was hard. He just didn't like to do things as he's directed. Which was exactly what was going on just the. He tunes out with a yawn, staring blankly at the wall next to the manager's head.

"-are you listening to me?"

He starts, then looks over at the man. Who honestly needed a work out, or a diet. Maybe both, really... "Actually,I stopped listening at 'Aidan'. I knew from your tone that it wouldn't be worth my time." He says.

The man sputters, but Aidan shakes his head. "You know, I really have to get to it now. Bye~ we had a nice talk." He says before turning and leaving the staff room. Really, the man was insufferable. Every time he met him, he felt like he was being suffocated by his presence. He goes into the changing rooms and changes into work clothes, taking off his shirt and putting on the assigned one in its stead, then doing the same for his pants. He takes his phone and slips it into his pocket and then opens the door to leave.

(ooc: have you decided what they'd work as? Because if not then i'm totally going for host XD)

Blue-eyed_Ninja94

 

[A moose sent by Cyberlife]

Logan groaned and rubbed his head as he walked to the manager's office. Why the hell did the man want to see him now? He had to finish setting up for the night Needless to say, it was just a pointless lecture on something he hadn't even been there for. Well whatever. It wasn't the worst thin to happen to him today. He yawned and rubbed his shoulder as he walked towards the dressing room to change. He didn't have to perform until later. He opened the door and bumped into Aidan, who was coming out.

"Oh I'm sorry... I didnt hurt your ego by bumping into you did I?" he asked, smirking. Since Logan was in a bad mood, he was feeling particularly snarky at the moment. Then he rolled his eyes and walked inside. He started to change into his work outfit.

(OOC: Well I figured they worked at some sort of club or something... if that's the case then I was going to have Logan work as both as a musician and a bartender)

butterfingercrunch

 

[butterfingercrunch]

Aidan looks at the one he had bumped into on his way out. "I'm so-" He stops in the middle of his apology. Did Logan really have to be so rude? The guy clearly hated him, or something. He didn't even know why he would hate him. He hadn't really done anything to him. And it wasn't like he took away any customers either, because they worked two different jobs entirely. Sort of entirely. It wasn't his fault that the band he was in was one of the best. Not entirely. So what if they were pretty food- and they were, there was no point in denying it.

"You didn't." He says, deciding to keep their interactions short. It was better if they both remained in a more positive mood, which wouldn't happen if they stayed and Logan kept picking a fight with him. He smiles and nods before moving towards the room he had left recently to speak with the manager.

"Anything new here?" He asks, looking around at his fellow band-mates. They shake their heads, then brings him into the conversation they had been having. He was fine with losing track of the time. Someone would be sent to get them either way, and he didn't have to do much more than play for the night, though he would be walking around and making his rounds later. Hopefully it would go well.

(ooc: okk club it is~)

Blue-eyed_Ninja94

 

[A moose sent by Cyberlife]

Logan wasn't sure why he hated Aidan. Most of it was probably jealousy. He'd had to work hard to get to where he was and that guy just came in and stole some of his sunshine, without even lifting a finger. Not to mention that the male never seemed to really care about what he got or how, especially since he seemed lazy. Logan growled in frustration. No... getting frustrated now wouldn help anything, oherwise it would just made his bad day worse and spoil the mood for those around him. He took a couple breaths, then put on his best fake, charming smile and head out.

He head to the bar and finished prepping for the night, managing to strike up a decent conversation with one of the bar maids. More people were slowly starting to trickle in and he started to make drinks.

butterfingercrunch

 

[butterfingercrunch]

Aidan looks up from his book as the other members call for him. He smiles and closes the book, inserting a bookmark between the pages as he sets it down, before joining the others. Jason gives a pep-talk, as usual, and then they went up onto the stage.

The moment they were set to play, Aidan grabs the mic and just sings. To him, singing was a sort of release. Everywhere else, he had to restrain himself, bit by bit, never really showing everything. He wouldn't want to even if he could. But when singing, everything could be felt in his voice. That was probably why he had ended up being so popular. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was that he got to sing.

He doesn't notice much of anything as he sings. He had no need for choreography, as he didn't dance when performing. He didn't need to make eye contact with specific people either- he looked in a general direction and they made the eye contact for him. No, he only noticed the changes in the music, chances to improvise, when to drop to the background, and other such things. The performance was over before he knew it, his throat feeling almost but not quite raw, and after a quick bow-out, he's back in the changing rooms, changing into more appropriate attire for his rounds.

ooc:

Blue-eyed_Ninja94

 

[A moose sent by Cyberlife]

Logan couldn't help but be mesmerized whenever Aidan sang. He supposed that was one of the reasons he hated Aidan; Another reason to be jealous. The male was so pure and raw when he sang. The male seemed in the zone when he sang and he always seemed to know just what to do. Logan huffed in annoyance. One more thing the male seemed to be better at than him.

Logan continued to serve drinks. He didnt have to perform for another hour. So he spent the time chatting up the people at the bar and joking around. One of the regulars asked for the Blue Rose, which was a drink that Logan had invented. One shot of vodka, one shot of blue curacao; add honey, lemon, ice and mix it all together and you had the Blue Rose.

butterfingercrunch

 

[butterfingercrunch]

Aidan smiles as he steps out of the changing room. In an instant, he had gone from performer to dutiful worker. He picks up the serving tray and walks out into the club, taking his position. He usually stayed in the same, general area. He had no idea why he had agreed to work on a night where he had performed as well. It was always a bad mix, and it never took very long for the crowd to form, proving just how bad of an idea it was. He smiles and nods and signs and does whatever he can to get away. He even gave away from information about his fellow bandmates. Luckily, they had already agreed that he could, if only so that he could get to his work properly.

He finally manages to get rid of a crowd, making a mental note to himself to not ever agree to something like this again. A note that he would disregard the moment his uncle came begging, because he was, of course, obligated to help out. And, his uncle had been the one who had supported him being in a band in the first place and talked some sense into his parents. He owed the man at least that much.

He nods over at Logan, who was manning the bar. It wasn't really a surprise. Logan was always either serving the drinks or performing.

ooc:

Blue-eyed_Ninja94

 

[A moose sent by Cyberlife]

Logan noticed it was almost his turn to perform. He made a gesture to the other bartenders, who nodded, then head off in the direction of the dressing room. Logan put on his red skinny jeans with a "Keep Calm and Let it Riff" shirt. He also wore converse and black biker gloves. He strolled out to the stage, getting cheers.

Logan was the one to take risks. While some of his songs were deep, he was more the person to take risks. He could hit high notes and he could sing fast. He remembered rapping a couple times, but normally he didn't. Today, he felt very pumped and irritated at the same time, so his songs included a lot of energy and guitar riffs. When he got done, he felt out of breath and he took a bow at the applause he received.

butterfingercrunch

 

[butterfingercrunch]

Aiden can't help but smirk a little at Logan's chosen performance outfit. Unlike his own, which are coordinated by the band's 'designer', Logan chose what he performed in. It was of no surprise to him that someone like Logan would opt to wear such articles of clothing. Well, it didn't look bad, so it wasn't as if it was going to have a negative impact on his performance anyways.

He listens to the performance as he does his rounds, mildly surprised at how high Logan had decided to sing. He knew that the other didn't like to stay on safe notes, but knowing and hearing were always two different things. And usually, the risks paid out.

He claps with the rest of the audience at the end of the performance before checking the time. It was almost time for him to go. Logan, himself, and the other employees who were still in school were given less hours unless requested and signed off by the school and his uncle. He walks back to the changing room and begins to change into civilian clothes.



ooc: totally lost track of practically everything i'm so sorry! Too much work to do... >.> Also, the 1x1s are harder to find in my notices bc they get backed up a lot sometimes... <.< (I judge myself. Feel free to join in!)

Blue-eyed_Ninja94

 

[A moose sent by Cyberlife]

Logan was already back in the dressing room. A couple of the band members had already left, but Logan was taking his time. Man that last song was taking its toll. He had no doubt now that he was getting sick. He was glad that his shift was over. He rubbed his throat, taking a swig of whatever alcoholic drink was sitting on the table, probably beer or something, even though he hated beer.

He didnt really have to change his clothes, but it had began to rain outside and he'd gone to grab a jacket. He groaned and made his way outside with his things. Oh great... Driving in the rain with a car that already had problems. Oh what fun Logan would have.

butterfingercrunch