Steve
```RESERVED FOR LUXIO & FLORENCE```
Lisa
"Let's see... The map said a music room should be across the hall from here," Piped up a Hoennian man as he opened the door. As he did so, they looked up from the map and saw a beautiful room with instruments and a recording studio. It seemed there was a door to the west most wall from the entrance door. The room was quite big, and Luxio smiled as they checked out the aforementioned instruments. He was decent at best with some instruments, having never really touched instruments. He made sure to clean the instruments after use before checking out the recording studio that was generally used for recording music. 

He had looked up how to properly set up a recording studio with the sliders before setting up the video part. He opened his laptop and plugged it into the panel so the audio would download into the laptop. They then went into the studio and started speaking, recording his voice to be used later. 

"Hello, my dear and lovely fans! As you all know, I am Luxio, a Hoennian Contest Star." He started, sounding happy to speak to them once more. "It has been apparent that I have not performed in a while. That is because I am away on vacation currently. Please understand that I wanted to take a break before returning to you all. If you have any questions, I will hold a QnA on my Twitter. Thank you, and hopefully I'll see you on the state once again!" He finished, ending the audio recording. He made sure the audio file was there before sitting on the floor, thinking of what to do.
Maxine
"Mind telling me what a Twitter is, darling," A sweet yet sturdy voice shot through the intercom. Light poured through the glass that separated the recording studio from the main room, which had a chilled and dark atmosphere compared to the pulsing warmth of the booth. Behind the glass stood an azure-haired woman with a captivating grin that shined as bright as the light that joined shadow. Her finger remained pressed against the intercom's button, firm but coy in the way it bent slightly. Everything from the way she smiled to how she used the various dials and buttons screamed confidence. 

Beside her, a cloud bobbed up and down as it floated gently in place. "Altaria," The cloud called into the intercom, her voice flew smoothly like a kind princess speaking to a subject. Yet, it retained the firmness of a knight addressing a fellow comrade. The glass perfectly framed the two individuals as an absolute queen protected by her noble knight in an ethereal cloud. The reflective nature of the glass helped set this tone as well, for in it the light speckled and swirled with the tones of shadow that the main room gifted away.