~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~
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				Title: <strong>~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>15-06-2013, 20:35:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">Pete's Pub</span></div><br><div align="center">Is the home away from home for the members of Sole's Regret and up and coming rock band who are on their way to the top.&nbsp; Pete's Pub had originally been a small out of the way pub which after some significant renovations including a small kitchen has become the place it is today. The pub sports its signature bar stage for the band along with two rows of 6 tables.&nbsp; Large old fashioned booths&nbsp; sit off to the right lining the far wall.&nbsp; To the right of the front entrance are two pool tables.</div>&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/The-bar-and-stage-at.jpg)</div><br><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/30/Booths.jpg)<br><br><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/Pool-tables.jpg)</div><br><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2c/Kitchen_for_Pete%27s_Pub.jpg)</div></div>
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				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>15-06-2013, 21:21:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> Edward Theodore Swanson AKA: E.T. arrived at Pete's Pub at 2:00pm Friday afternoon.&nbsp; He was supposed to meet Irinia Polchenko the bands lead roadie in charge of lighting and any thing else electrical for an after noon lunch before they went over lighting plans for the show that night.&nbsp; Of course it wasn't really a private meeting any band member who happened to show up at any given time was more than welcome to join in.&nbsp; The group always held in reserve the third to the last booth.&nbsp; Of course it really had been a long time since they had actually had to reserve the booth all the locals knew it was there booth and were quick to dissuade anyone who happened to think it was open for just anyone to use. <br><br>E.T. was very excited and pumped up about the gig that night.&nbsp; It was going to be the last one they were playing in San Diego before leaving for their first tour to the east coast on that Sunday.&nbsp; (It made perfect sense to actually leave on Sunday considering most of the bad was likely to be hung over from the after party they always threw.)&nbsp; They had allowed two weeks time for the just to make sure the made it there on time.&nbsp; And had in fact hired 2 bus drivers so that they could pretty much drive straight through with stops for food or a bit of picture taking here and there along the way.&nbsp; <br><br>E.T. set down the spiral notebook he was carrying on top of the table then slid into the booth pushing his dark sunglasses up on top of his head.&nbsp; He had only been sitting there for a couple minutes when one of the waitress's came over with his drink.&nbsp; Unless they were a new waitress to the Pub all of them knew that E.T. only drank Jack and Coke. Half a glass of ice two shots of Jack and the rest coke.&nbsp; "Thanks baby cakes that looks like it's going to hit the spot."&nbsp; The lead guitar's and founder of the band said with a wide grin.&nbsp; And just as the waitress was leaving he gave her the customary swat on the tush that most of them had come to expect from him.&nbsp; Although there were a couple of the waitresses that he didn't know as well so these mostly only a grateful smile.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>15-06-2013, 22:14:42</strong>
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				<br>(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord stepped into the pub quickly to get out of the sun, it was bothering him a bit today. He had a bottle of water in his hand, he was a bit meticulous about only drinking water the day of a show to keep his vocal cords loose and ready to go. He looked around the bar a bit and saw E.T. he smirked a bit and walked toward him slowly, he was thinking tonight would very fun. It was kind of a send off gig before their trip to the East coast for that tour. He went to the booth that was know as theirs and slid in across from his band mate.<br><br>"Ready for tonight?" He asked with a bit of joking tone as he sat down and pulled his phone out and sat it on the table, waiting for a text for his girlfriend, he was excited about her going on the trip with him, he hoped she would get to the pub so they could hang out a while before they played.
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				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>15-06-2013, 23:03:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> "Ready to crank out some some bitchen music for our adoring fans?&nbsp; Oh yeah I was born ready to perform and tonight is going to be a blast!&nbsp; I've been wired and amped up all day.&nbsp; What about you ready for what is surely going to be one hell of a kick ass performance?"&nbsp; E.T. glanced around while waiting for Cords answer then suddenly asked before the&nbsp; lead singer had time to answer his other question, "Hey Ripley where's that lap warmer of yours?&nbsp; I thought you had her tied to your hip or something with as much time as she spends wiggling that sweet ass of hers in your crotch.&nbsp; You know Cord I still have no idea how someone as gritty as you could wind up with a hottie like Rachel Pierce.&nbsp; I mean look at you sipping at that sparkling water junk.&nbsp; Trust me man put a little vodka in that bottle of yours and your voice will be just fine."<br><br>E.T. chuckled and smiled before taking a long drink of his Jack and Coke.&nbsp; He and Cord had been going back and forth almost since the beginning on the pros and cons of drinking before a gig.&nbsp; But even through all the kidding and banter the lead guitarist truly had to give the man props for sticking with his guns all these years.&nbsp; I was a good guy and could actually party right there with the rest of them he just never did any drinking before the gigs.
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				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>15-06-2013, 23:56:02</strong>
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				<br>(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord laughed a bit and raised his bottle to E.T. as he shook his head. He leaned back and thought for a moment. "Rachel is on her way, I think. And I may consider drinking a little harder mater for my celebration of us. I do have to keep my gritty appearance up. I hate to disappoint you." Cord said obviously teasing the guy but he didn't mind the friendly banter between them, he was happy he was able to get along with the guy, it was definitely a plus to be friends with your bandmate. As he thought for a moment he picked up his phone and sent a quick text to Rachel asking her when she would get there.<br><br>Cord took a drink of water and sat his bottle down on the table for a moment as he looked around, he got the attention of a waitress and ordered a burger for himself and one for Rachel as well, hoping she would get there soon.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 00:26:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Emily let out a sigh as she pulled up to the bar. She'd meant to be here hours ago, but there were a few kinks to work out in the tour schedule and by the spirits she was going to work them out before tonight. <strong>"No, go ahead and increase the capacity, offer a few more VIP passes, I don't care, I'll put them out in some sort of contest."</strong> she paused as she shut off the engine, ruffling her blond locks as the woman on the other end spoke. Her eyes rolled back as she pushed open the door. <br><br><strong>"Yes, I'll set up the contest I have a few places that my parents own I can raffle them off."</strong> Slipping out of the car she moved toward the entrance. <strong>"Yes, just send them my way, tonight would be great. You have my home address? Just have Elise slip them inside. I'll stop by before we leave or have her bring them over to me. No, don't worry I'll take care of that too."</strong> Flustered she clicked off the bluetooth and walked inside, looking around to see Cord and E.T.<br><br><strong>"I wouldn't worry about that gritty appearance, you just need to keep not bathing."</strong> she teased overhearing a bit of their conversation, before taking a look around the empty bar. <strong>"No Rachel?"</strong> she asked as she took a seat, bringing out her laptop. There was a lot of work to do just for tonight, she'd set up the place for the afterparty, but they still had lighting to do, but she was letting E.T and Irina take care of that. Something she was happy to relinquish. 
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				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 01:46:47</strong>
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				(http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQZmiInR4mpd1Q-NSk0Dl04jikpclFT8bdgTdhvijwc5hngeKKx)<br>Katie Boyd married, Josh's ex, his frequent lover, mother of his daughter Emma<br><br>(https://img.youtube.com/vi/AhKWJN_BrFw/0.jpg)<br><br>Katie leaned over and kissed Josh deeply, an hour earlier they had been making love, basically goodbye sex for the foreseeable future since she couldn't make the gig tonight, her husband was hosting a dinner and she had to be there, Josh might have been the love of her life but her husband paid the bills including clearing her massive credit card debt that she'd built up when she had been with Josh. Her husband would take her tonight and if she was really lucky he might use her to make one of his guests really happy. <br><br>"Miss you" Katie said quietly tears in her eyes , then she forced a smile "When you get back you know what I'm going to do with you" she watched Josh get out of her car and open the passenger door and gently kissed a sleeping Emma. Katie watched him walk into the bar knowing that by nights end he'd be fucking some slapper and more likely several, she didn't particularly care as long as he kept coming back to her.<br><br>Josh walked in with his sticks and headed to the bar ordering an orange juice , he could drink as much as the next man but rarely felt the need to do so, infact since losing a week to booze two years ago Josh had radically reduced his alcohol intake often going a week between beers. He headed to the bands normal booth and placed his sticks and drink on the table "Hey Cord where's your lap attachment?"&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>HarleyQuinn</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 04:01:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i43.tinypic.com/333lmip.jpg)</div> Irinia finished her run at the pub's front door and she braced herself against the door to catch her breath. Before they left to go on out of town gigs, she always like to work out hard. She stayed in pretty good shape working with the band but as any girl, she liked to make sure she looked good. Opening the door, she walked in and then sauntered over to the rest of them. She made sure to grab a towel from her bag left by the bar and swung it around her neck. <br><br>She reached the group and leaned her hip against the booth. She breathed in deeply, the lines of her abs tightening for a brief moment. She quirked her eyebrows at the questions of where Rachel was but remained silent. "I'm sure she'll show up." She threw in her two cents and then moved over to stand next to E.T. She waited for Cord to answer, not wishing to interrupt.<br><br>She turned her back and surveyed what all she needed to be doing soon. After a moment, she turned back to the group and just listened. In her mind she could visualize how packed this pub was going to be for their farewell send off. She smiled and enjoyed the people around her.
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				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 04:11:50</strong>
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				<br>(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord was sure she would be there soon to join them all. "I'm waiting on her still I suppose, I'm excited to see her though. Need a little wind down time." He said with a smirk and took another drink of his water, he smiled as he waited on his food he had ordered. He was bored and he wanted her to get there already. He liked to be with her before shows. It had always helped him to relax and get ready to play. He was looking around again, hoping to see her come in at any moment. He scratched his chin and took another drink and checked his phone once more.
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				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 05:00:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> E.T. smiled as Emily came in and sat down at the booth with them.&nbsp; "You look like your busier than a queen bee in a hive... so whats the word everything set up out east like you planned?"&nbsp; Edward was just as happy to leave the business matters in Emily's hands as she was to leave the lighting to him and Irinia but he did like to know what was going on especially when it involved all of their future livelihoods.&nbsp; Each one of them had a personal stake in the band which he wanted to make sure got taken care of.&nbsp; <br><br>Looking up at Irinia as she came and leaned up against the booth joining in with the gang, "Out on one of your 10 mile runs again eh Irinia... I still think your crazy for doing it but I have to admit it sure is paying off for you."&nbsp; Edward said with an appreciative smile forming on his lips not even really bothering to hide the fact that he had been giving her a once over as she stood there leaning on the booth.&nbsp; Oh yeah E.T. had not failed to notice how cut Irinia's abs were looking. She'd been a fitness freak for as long as he had known her but he really couldn't hold that against her when he put himself though his own rigorous work outs to keep himself in good shape for touring.&nbsp; She was a beautiful and physically fit woman and he gave her props for keeping herself up so well.<br><br>"Let me know when you've caught your breath enough to go and get started with the final prep of the lights."&nbsp; Once Keybs, and Ember showed up E.T was hoping to get a good practice session in.&nbsp; Of course Cord would most likely have to go and wet his wick with the ole ball and chain once she decided to show up but that usually didn't take the man all that long.&nbsp; That little hottie of his had&nbsp; him so wrapped around her little finger it wasn't even funny.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 05:58:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br><strong>"Not like a queen bee, I am the queen bee and don't you forget it."</strong> She gave E.T. a flirtatious smile <strong>"It's all set up, tickets are sold out almost, we've just increased capacity in a couple sections that were unavailable at the time...also a few more VIP passes to give out."</strong> She tossed her hair behind her and looked at the others, including Irinia as she came in. <br><br>That woman was hot, and she didn't often say that about women. She was picky when it came to the women she took interest in. Turning on her laptop she brought up her images and turned it around. <strong>"Well boys meet your new home."</strong> she said flashing the picture of the double decker their way. It would do for now but as their group grew, she knew they'd have to invest in another, but as of right now it had enough storage to store their gear below, and for them to all bunk upstairs. <br><br>She had the feeling her's wouldn't be used as much since she'd spend a lot of free time making plans and calls. She'd end up crashing on one of the pull out couches down below. <strong>"It's not much, but it's plenty roomy for the group we have now."</strong> She'd used her nice unlimited credit being a Browning got her. Thanks to her own contacts as well as her families, she was able to swing this baby. 
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				Post by: <strong>EnglishMaster</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 07:35:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Ben_lovett.jpg)</div>Keybs floated in chewing on his customary banana.&nbsp; His bananas had survived all the phallic jokes E T could throw at them, and still he kept eating them.&nbsp; He'd just been having another row with his ex-girlfriend's sister about who owned what in the crummy apartment they were all moving out of and it showed in his face.&nbsp; 'Mm,' he said, 'I love coach travel, gives me a unique quality of travel sickness.&nbsp; Should I be ready for something yet guys?'&nbsp; He was fighting an inner battle between the urge for a large gin to numb the ache of his arguments, and a large water to make him healthy and well-prepared.&nbsp; He feared the gin was about to win.
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				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>17-06-2013, 04:35:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> "Well I'll be damned!&nbsp; Emily you have finally found something longer than Cord's cock and larger than my ego."&nbsp; E.T. said with a wide playful grin.&nbsp; But Edward turned his grin on Keybs as he said, "I would have thought it was all those green banana's you eat that would make you so sick.&nbsp; And no nothing to be ready yet for.&nbsp; We're still waiting on Ember to make a showing along with Cord's main squeeze.&nbsp; But I would like to get in at least a little warm up session before the gig tonight.&nbsp; So go ahead and grab a drink or something you look like you could use one.&nbsp; Last time I saw such a look on that mug of yours was after that last fight with your ex.&nbsp; Are you two at each others throats again?"&nbsp; <br><br>E.T. was known for dishing out crap and taking it with the best of them but when it really came down to it he really cared about his band mates and what went on in their personal lives.&nbsp; They'd been together now nearly 5 years going through a lot of ups and downs in the long road to making a name for themselves and they were all like brothers to him.&nbsp; Catching the eye of one of the daytime waitress's, "Hey sugar how about a round of drinks over here?"&nbsp; Seeing the young woman nod and walk off to get their normal poison's E.T glanced around at the assembled band members.&nbsp; "Live it up guys, these are our last couple of days in California for a while.&nbsp; Next stop after the gig and after party tonight is life in the Big Apple.&nbsp; Speaking of after party's Emily where did you find for us this time?"
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				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>17-06-2013, 07:50:07</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/9a5b76ef-a2f8-48ea-8a71-45d31791a048_zpsfe3101d9.jpg) As Jacob pulled into Pete's parking lot in that beat up Jeep he took a good long look at himself in the rear view.&nbsp; Mirrored sunglasses hid that tinge of doubt which plagued those arctic blues, butterflies even for the big man as he thought about what was to come.&nbsp; Not only was he going to personally meet one of his most favorite bands in the world, but soon he'd be going on the road with them and be responsible for keeping all the crazies from hassling them.&nbsp; It was one thing to speak with Ms. Browning, brag in the presence of such a beautiful woman about how there'd be no problems, how he'd have everything under control, but now he was about to be put to the test.<br><br>With a deep exhale he would step from the vehicle, shaking his head as a devil's grin appeared.&nbsp; For all the responsibility, he couldn't help but think of the hellraising coast to coast party as well.&nbsp; He'd seen more than one Sole's Regret party and could just imagine what was to come.&nbsp; Besides he figured he'd have at least a couple hours bfore being introduced to the band, enough time to throw back a few and gain a little liquid courage.&nbsp; His black booted steps quickly leading him toward the front door, fleeting hope of seeing that amazing band manager again tonight before things got too crazy crossing his mind.<br><br>Jacob soon removed those sunglasses as he entered that darker interior, blues adjusting as he absently flexed those biceps, pushing away that last bit of nervousness for the moment.&nbsp; He'd not notice anyone inside at first, fingertips lightly scratching his chest through that faded Slayer sleeveless shirt as he moved toward the bar.&nbsp; Well worn blue jeans would find a barstool as the bartender came over and nodded to Jake's order of a longneck Bud.&nbsp; Only then would he turn back toward the pub, blinking as he'd see Sole's Regret already there along with Ms. Browning, Emily he believed she had said though he still was unsure about calling his boss by her first name.&nbsp; He owed her so much for the opportunity she offered, the least of which was respect.&nbsp; He then caught his fingertips seeking the cigarettes he had sworn off as part of all this, an old habit that was harder to kick at these moments.&nbsp; His hand then reaching for the returned bottle as he waited, not wanting to barge into their conversation.</div>
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				Post by: <strong>Adrianna Paige</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 05:49:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Bridget_moynahan_coyote_ugly_001.jpg)</div><br>Slim hands and arms pushed against the doors of the pub and in walked Rachel. She stood in front of the doors even as they closed behind her which made the girls that walked in with her have to move around her to go about their merry way. Dark brown eyes took in the scenery and noticed that her pool table was vacant just like it always was when they come in. She smiled and arched an eyebrow as she wondered what money she could make tonight playing pool but then thought first thing's first. Cord. <br><br>Just the thought of him soothed the wild cat within and she pulled out her cell phone to see what texts she got from him as she knew there were a couple that went off in her pocket as she drove her motorcycle. Sliding her finger across the screen to light it up she went to her texts and softly smirked as she texted him back: When I get there. Once done she placed her phone back in her pocket.<br><br>She looked around the room and waited to hear when his cell phone went off and the tone for her texts alerts finally hit her ears. She ran slim fingers through her long, dark brown hair before walking over to his booth where he and E.T. Were sitting. She was clad in slim fitting, real, black leather pants, black boots, black halter top that had leather tassels swinging smoothly as her body swayed with each step. She was gorgeous but she was not the type to be messed with unless she wanted to be. A black leather wrist band was on her left wrist. It was one of the first gifts that Cord ever got her. Save for mascara and a little bit of eyeliner, Rachel didn't have makeup on. She was a natural beauty and that was all there was to it. <br><br>Everyone was here and it would seem that she was the last to show. She couldn't help but chuckle at that. She held an index finger up to her lips so everyone knew to be quiet as she approached the booth and walked behind Cord, smooth fingers running across the back of his neck, before she stopped and leaned against the side of the backrest of the booth they were sitting in. She smiled at everyone for a moment before looking at Cord as she took a seat. She sat close enough to him so that the sides of their bodies touched and her hand found the spot on the inside of his thigh to rest on. She wasn't being dirty, as THAT was for private, but instead just simply touching him. “See? Told you I would be here when I got here. Like I don't know you like to hang out before you play."<br><br>Rachel looked to the burger and fries that Cord ordered and she leaned in slightly and smelled it. “Mmmm...it smells good. Thankyou for ordering for me, Cord.” She started to pick it up when she looked to Irinia for a moment. “We need to make sure we continue to run while on the road if at all possible. Otherwise I see us all getting stir crazy.”
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				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 06:09:30</strong>
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				<br>(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord leaned over and kissed Rachel quickly as he put his hand on her thigh as well, squeezing a bit as he did so and gave her a soft happy smile. "I'm impatient, babe. I can't help it. How was your ride?" He asked her as he looked at his phone and laughed at the message she had sent him. "Did you send that from the door?" He asked her playfully and slid a hand higher up her thigh as he looked toward his burger, he was hungry but was also engrossed in Rachel.
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				Post by: <strong>Adrianna Paige</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 06:49:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Bridget_moynahan_coyote_ugly_001.jpg)</div><br>Rachel looked around to everyone else as she waited for Irinia to answer and was quickly met by Cord's lips rather quickly. It caught her off guard and she heard him speaking to her but she wasn't thinking about responding with words as she leaned into him to softly brush her lips against his for a moment, letting them linger, letting them share warmth, before she then focused on her burger and nodded to his question. "It was a good ride. Even managed to have my helmet with me." She quickly glanced at Cord with a playful grin as she recalls the times when he said he would feel safer is she used one. "This one is rather sleek though. Solid black and a dark, tinted visor. You're going to have to ride with me again soon." She took a bite of her burger and looked to his phone as he picked it up and when he laughed she couldn't help but smile. He had read her text. She chuckled silently and simply raised an eyebrow to him, as her answer to his question, as if saying ' What do you think?'. <br><br>Cord slid his hand higher up her thigh and as he did he could feel leather slide along the top of his hand as she draped one leg over the other at the knees. She liked the simple intimacy that they shared and with her chin she motioned to his burger with a slight nod of her head. "Eat babe. We can continue when our stomachs aren't so empty." Rachel looked to E.T.'s drink and she chuckled and shook her head as she could only imagine the debates these two had before she got there.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 06:57:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Emily rolled her eyes at E.T. <strong>"I don't think there's anything bigger than that monster..."</strong> she closed the computer and ruffled her hair. <strong>"Shit..."</strong> Taking out her phone she called one of the girls she'd hired as an assistant. <strong>"Hey it's Emily, can you do me a favor, go over to the apartment pick up the two boxes I have they're on the floor when you first walk in, can't miss 'em.... Yeah they are the shirts I want you and the others handing out tonight..."</strong> Hanging up the phone she answered E.T.'s next question, <strong>"Now would it be any fun if I were to tell you that."</strong> She kicked herself mentally, she'd meant to grab them before, but the call regarding the extra seating had distracted her on her way out. <br><br>Just then her eyes caught a glimpse of Jacob's large form. Her eyes roamed over every amazing muscle on his body. Oh the dreams she'd had after their interview. A smile played on her lips, <strong>"Jacob!"</strong> she motioned her hand for him to come over. <strong>"Everyone this is Jacob, he's going to play security for us with a couple of other guys. I was actually thinking of making him head."</strong> Her eyes went to Rachel as she entered, <strong>"Jacob this is everyone."</strong> she looked over Rachel and Cord and gave a soft laugh. <strong>"It's too bad there isn't enough space for you two to get&nbsp; a room."</strong> Emily teased, running her fingers through her hair. 
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				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 07:24:27</strong>
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				(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord smirked and took his hand off her leg as he began to eat his food slowly, he looked at their manager and then the large guy she was talking to. He gave a small smile and looked to Emily again. "What the hell did you do? Chisel him out of granite or some shit?" He asked with a playful tone as he ate a bit more and smiled at Jacob a bit. "Hey, Jacob, I'm Cord." He said and waved to the man before looking at Emiky again and putting a hand on Rachel's breast suggestively for a quick second. "If only the booth had walls and a door." He said with a mischievous grin.
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				Post by: <strong>HarleyQuinn</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 17:43:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i43.tinypic.com/333lmip.jpg)</div>She smiled as Rachel showed up and then averted her eyes from the two. She wasn't big on public display of affection but then again she didn't have anyone to have any with. Nudging E.T's shoulder, she jerked her head towards the stage in an indication that she was ready to go to work. She smiled and waved over at Jacob as his big form came sauntering in through the door. She slid her gaze from Emily to Jacob and then concealed a small smirk with a big smile. She shifted position and ended up sitting on a little bit of the booth next to E.T. "I'm sure Emily picked the best spot." She chuckled and winked over at the blonde lady. She admired Emily's good looks and often wondered what she would look like in&nbsp; clothes other than her professional clothes. But that was a thought that was to be entertained for another day.<br><br>She mentally went over the list of what she needed to get done before the show and she realized that she had just enough time to head home and take a shower and change. She could just see what the crowd was going to be like and her pulse quickened. It always did that the night of a gig. She crossed her legs and leaned back, enjoying the company of the people she was close to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 19:39:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> Edward looked up as Emily called over the man who was going to be helping to provide security for their tour.&nbsp; Before he made it to the table E.T. leaned over to whisper in Emily's ear, "Are you sure you hired him to protect us or did you hire him so you'd have a bit of eye candy to lick and stare at."&nbsp; The with a smile still playing on his lips he turned and looked up a the huge man who now stood at the end of the booth.&nbsp; Holding out his hand, "Welcome to the crazy train Jacob, glad to have you aboard.<br><br>Then glancing over at Cord and Rachel's antics E.T. rolled his eyes turning his gaze to Irinia, "Can you believe those two?&nbsp; Not even together for more than a few seconds and they are already joined at the hips.&nbsp; Lets go work on those lights before she whips out that sword of his and pokes someones eye out.&nbsp; Excuse everyone we have a bit of work to get done here."&nbsp; Sliding out of the booth E.T. slid his arm around Irinia's waist and headed up towards the stage.&nbsp; <br><br>The two of them had developed a great working relationship from the start.&nbsp; Irinia was a damned good electrician and light expert and was very quick to pick up on just the way E.T. and the band liked to have their stage set up.&nbsp; They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend or anything like that but their relationship had grown closer ever since an incident happened that both of them still laughed about when either of them happened to bring it up to the other.&nbsp; <br><br>They had been on tour up north when one morning the two of them woke up in the hotel room in bed together.&nbsp; Somehow she had ended up wearing his boxers and he had on her black silk panties with her bra wrapped around his head as if it were a new type of bandana.&nbsp; There wasn't any of the usual evidence to have suggested that they had sex but what had ever had happened between them it must have been fun.&nbsp; The two of them had laughed about it kissed and touched each other a bit before trading back their undergarments before heading out to go and find somewhere to get a good breakfast. <br><br>"Make sure that lights 16 and 17 are tightened so they don't end up in Keybs's eyes again.&nbsp; He complained about seeing spots for a couple days afterwards."&nbsp; Eward said as they walked around the stage together making the necessary adjustments.&nbsp; "Has Emily said anything to you about those new smoke machines we ordered?&nbsp; I was kinda hoping we might also give those a try tonight to make sure the are working before we hit the road."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 01:12:34</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zpsaa12f6e0.jpg) Tony "Ember" Curran&nbsp; pulled up in his nondescript, seen-better-days Camero.&nbsp; He looked across the parking lot by the pub and realized, as usual, that he was the last one there.&nbsp; Rolling his eyes at himself, he quickly got out of the car and headed inside where everyone was waiting.<br><br>"Yeah, I know, I'm late," he nodding, holding up a hand.&nbsp; "I was up late having a bit of fun."&nbsp; He grinned at his gang, wondering if any of them knew he was lying.&nbsp; He hated doing that, but it was always easier to let everyone think he was partying than for them to know the truth, that he was at home, alone, doing a whole hell of a lot of nothing.<br><br>He didn't look at anyone in particular as he came up and leaned against the side of the booth were everyone hung out.&nbsp; "Too much fun," he added on for good effect.&nbsp; "Going to stop drinking today.&nbsp; Again."<br><br>With that, he held his hand up to the waitress, got her attention and ordered a beer.&nbsp; He turned back to his buddies and shrugged.&nbsp; <br><br>"After this one, anyway.&nbsp; So...what did I miss?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 11:06:55</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/9a5b76ef-a2f8-48ea-8a71-45d31791a048_zpsfe3101d9.jpg) Jacob would be just beginning the first of what would likely be several beers that night when he noticed Irinia waving to him, his hand rising to wave as he smiled back.&nbsp; He had watched her so expertly setting up and taking down the band's equipment, even had the chance to share a few casual words in the past, but he wouldn't have blamed her if she didnt remember him at all.&nbsp; The fact that she might given all those fans who likely hit on her nightly made him feel good.<br><br>In that same moment he would hear Ms. Browning's sweet voice calling to him, calling him over and he knew this was it.&nbsp; He assumed the group to be like a family and here he was like a stepkid trying to join in.&nbsp; First impression would count for so much.&nbsp; Lord knows first impression of Emily had stuck with him to the point of not being able to get her out of his head.&nbsp; Jacob would try to remain professional but a face and body like that made things hard.&nbsp; His smile growing broader with each approaching step, beer bottle in hand, gaze drifting from Emily to the band as he fought coming off as too much of a fan.<br><br>"Great to meet you, Cord, you got the best damn voice around..." He bit back on his words, tipping his bottle to the man and Rachel out of total respect.&nbsp; They had unofficially become the First Couple of the whole area scene.&nbsp; He had even overheard some in the crowds arguing over when they'd get married.&nbsp; He'd turn his head to E.T. as Cord touched Rachel, shaking his offered hand, possibly a bit too excitedly "Thanks man, I got a feeling its gonna be one wild ride, but I just want you all to know, I'll be doing my best to have your backs.&nbsp; Anything you<span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"></span> need, I'll be there..."&nbsp; As he says that last part his piercing blues turn back to Emily.&nbsp; "I owe Ms Browning here so much for giving me this chance, and I wont be letting her...or the band down if I can help it."&nbsp; Jacob would force his attentions away from her beautiful form, mentally kicking himself as he looked back to the entire band, taking a swallow from his bottle as Ember came through the door, stepping closer to Emily to give him room.<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EnglishMaster</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 11:20:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Ben_lovett.jpg)</div> Kerbs gave Ember one of his wry smiles.&nbsp; 'What did you miss?'&nbsp; <br><br>He waved the waitress back and decided this was the moment for his gin of the day.&nbsp; Whoo, no more though, he'd better be on form later.&nbsp; <br><br>'You missed me going alcohol-free too.&nbsp; You and me we're experts at giving up the booze, Ember.&nbsp; We should be, we practise it every day!'<br><br>He smiled, but didn't slap his bandmate on the shoulder like he used to do.&nbsp; Ember had been a little odd about that kind of thing lately.&nbsp; No sense in stirring the pot.&nbsp; Roll on that drink.&nbsp; The others seemed to have everything covered.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 19:19:09</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zps3810db65.jpg) Ember was handed his beer and lifted it in a toast to his bandmate, laughing easily.&nbsp; Or so he thought.&nbsp; It seemed forced to his own ears, but he didn't think anyone would notice.<br><br>Wiping the back of his hand across his lips, he took a deep breath and told himself to relax.&nbsp; Everything was fine.&nbsp; He was still the same man he'd been a few months ago and since he hadn't told anyone of the little 'incident' that had flipped some kind of switch in him, then there was no way any of his band mates or their significant others could possibly know.<br><br>His eyes got that far away look in them as he remembered.&nbsp; He'd been alone in his dressing room, packing up when a groupie somehow got past the guards and burst in.&nbsp; The guy had been hot - dressed in leather with short, spiky blond hair, silver chains around his neck, black fingerless gloves.&nbsp; Ember had thought he looked harmless enough - and truth be told, he was enjoying looking at the man - so he let him stay.&nbsp; After a few minutes of small talk, the man had moved closer and Ember hadn't stopped him.<br><br>The next thing Ember knew, he was pushed up against the wall and was being kissed senseless.&nbsp; He should have pushed the man away.&nbsp; Should have shouted for the guards or thrown the man out on his ass.&nbsp; <br><br>But he didn't.&nbsp; Instead, he kissed the man right back.&nbsp; Hard.<br><br>Years of denying his attraction to other men pushed through his defenses and if someone hadn't knocked on his door at that very moment, he likely would have pulled the other man's clothes off and...<br><br>Ember realized he'd gone quiet and shook his head, trying to rid himself of the memory.&nbsp; He looked back at Kerbs and grinned again.&nbsp; He waved at the waitress and gestured to his friends.&nbsp; "Next round's on me," he said, hoping no one had noticed his little space out.&nbsp; "Even the water for my friend over there.&nbsp; Make it a double!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 00:12:40</strong>
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				(https://img.youtube.com/vi/AhKWJN_BrFw/0.jpg)<br><br>Josh let the conversations flow around him, noting Emily's interaction with Jacob the man mountain she'd hired for security, there was no jealousy in Josh, hell if he could deal with the so called love of life tearing his heart out and married a guy for money and still keep screwing her , let alone talk to her without yelling, well he could deal with Emily hooking up. Infact, that really would be a good thing it would move Emily from a shouldn't to a couldn't.&nbsp; Josh would fuck any female with a decent bod but he never tapped the women of people he knew (at least not without the all clear)...he'd purposely avoided getting to know Katie's husband for that reason.<br><br>His mind turned to Emma , his life ,his joy, everything he did he did for her, if the band succeeded as it should, his daughter would want for nothing bit to succeed sacrifice had to be made , despite the legendary parties this band was very professional, the fans rarely saw the hours of practice as a group and individually, the band had to succeed if they didn't , well his agreement with his parents was that Josh would go to college and then get a real job, not that his folks actually said it that way they had been incredibly supportive , it was more how Josh viewed his alternative. It would all be worth it, success that is, but right here right now that sacrifice seemed so high , he'd not see his daughter for at least a month if not longer and while his mother up was a compulsive photo taker would see her grand daughter almost daily, photos weren't the same as holding his daughter... never would be. <br><br><br>He'd feel better 'banging his drums' as his mother often called what he did his eyes moving to the set up happening even now,, sipping a beer Josh refocused on the conversations flowing around him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adrianna Paige</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 00:41:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Bridget_moynahan_coyote_ugly_001.jpg)</div><br>Rachel swallowed her food and looked down at Cord's hand that was covering her breast before wetting her lips and looking to him mischievously for a moment. She then looked to Emily and smiled sweetly. Normally such a smile meant that what she was going to do proved to be the exact opposite of what that smile symbolized. <em>"I would prefer no door. Just drop us in from the roof and close it up. I prefer Cord to NOT have a way out when I chase after him." </em>Her free hand that was on his thigh slid upward and cupped his cock through his jeans and giving it a slow lingering squeeze as her thumb brushed slowly along the material of his pants. Rachel maintained eye contact with Emily for a moment longer as her hand continued to busy itself with what it was doing. Rachel looked to Cord and quietly cleared her throat before leaning in to whisper against his ear softly. Soft breaths of warm air rolled over his ear as she spoke. <em>"You alright? I would hate for you to be distracted but..maybe the room should have a chair, a bed, a table, or a bathroom counter? Hmm...such possibilities."</em> She says before gently nipping his earlobe and removing her hand. <br><br>Rachel pretends like she did nothing and looks to E.T. as she eats the remaining bite of the burger and brushes her hands off with a napkin. <em>"I'll help since someone has to save Irinia from your smart ass babbling." </em>Quickly she gets up before Cord had the chance to retaliate against her and she looked over her shoulder at Cord and winked at him while wearing that sexy, smart ass, cocky smile of hers. She loved him. God helped her she loved him. They always kept each other on their toes, yet, they always seemed to be what the other needed at any given moment. Her dark brown eyes lingered over the sight of Cord before turning her head to look to Irinia and E.T. in front of her.<em> "So, what else is left that needs to be taken care of?"</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 00:52:04</strong>
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				<br>(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord let a soft growl and shook his head with a smirk as he finished his own burger and drank a bit more of his water. He tapped his foot and sat back as he turned to Rachel. "Now that is just the most evil thing to do to a man!" He called after her and shook his head a bit. He had no issues with following her to continue the flirting but he didn't want to feel like a show off when he stood up either. He figured she had done that on purpose to stop him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 01:21:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Roller her eyes at Cord and E.T, Emily forced her gaze away. <strong>"Actually we had him chiseled from marble, and gave him the power to crush peoples skulls with one hand. You never know how a fan girl can get. Then again they take one look under your boxers and they may get scared off. So lets make sure we don't have any leaked sex tapes yet..."</strong> she patted his leg and looked to E.T. as Jacob came up, her words stilling before they left her lips. <br><br>Jacob had said he was a fan, that alone had her sold on hiring the man. They needed someone who actually liked what they were doing to keep them safe. <strong>"Hey Irinia,"</strong> She called <strong>"I have some nice tanktops for the waitresses tonight if they want to wear them. Band logo's and all. They'll be here soon.."</strong> she looked to Rachel as she got up, and shook her head.<br><br>Her eyes went to Josh, she gave him a smile even as Ember popped up, <strong>"You're just in time actually we haven't started rehearsal. Cord, try lowering your octave a bit...I noticed you went a little high on last nights rehearsals..."</strong> Emily had more to do than just manage things, sometimes she liked to harass the guys with how pitchy they were, or if they were off on their notes. Cord especially was one of her favorites to drive nuts.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Jacob, if you'd like you can work the door tonight, or just enjoy the show. They have pretty damn good security here as is. If they need a hand you're more than welcome to offer it."</strong> she pursed her lips, <strong>"I don't think I have a big enough shirt for those guns of yours though."</strong> she joked, <strong>"I'll make sure to put in an order for them, also have some security uniforms too."</strong> Taking a beer from the center of the table she opened one up. She'd worked her ass off today. There wasn't much else she could do but enjoy the show.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 14:15:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br>Alex had been to the pub earlier to get things set up to await the fine tuning that always needed done, even if you stayed in one place.&nbsp; Now it was up to Irinia to make the final adjustments to it all, checking all the electrical work.<br><br>After all he knew the show was going to be huge.&nbsp; Sole Regret had made a rather large fan base for itself and with this being there send off show yea it was gonna be big.&nbsp; After doing his job Alex had gone back to his place, drank a couple of cold ones while he made sure he had everything he needed packed.&nbsp; After all he would be part of the tear down and pack up crew tonight.&nbsp; While everyone else was off to the after party he would working.&nbsp; If it was still going on after the equip was loaded he could drop by.&nbsp; He would already have his personal shot loaded.<br><br>The bus was off having last minute checks before they pulled out.&nbsp; It would never due to break down on the side of the road with a bunch of cranky guys.&nbsp; Alex stood at the back door, his long blonde hair pulled back out of the way.&nbsp; His jeans fit him nicely but had seen better days most would think with holes in them along with his ABIII tee.&nbsp; He rapped on the back delivery door.&nbsp; One of the cooks let him in.&nbsp; He moved to stash his bags with the equipment containers before he walked out into the bar.<br><br>His eyes cut to the booth that everyone seemed to be gathered around.&nbsp; Alex threw up his hand to the group trying not to let his gaze linger for too long on the bass player, Ember.&nbsp; It had never gotten back to Alex just how Ember had received his nickname but he assumed it was because of the way he could shred a guitar, making the strings burn.&nbsp; As far as Alex was concerned Ember was better than any he had ever heard.&nbsp; Including Master Sinclair and that was saying a lot.<br><br>Alex had to pull his eyes from the way the man was so casually standing standing before he gave things away.&nbsp; He had heard the rumor from another roadie and brushed it off as just that, a rumor.&nbsp; Everyone knew Ember didn't swing that way.&nbsp; But a man could always do a little wishful thinking.<br><br><strong>"Hey everything set for the night?"</strong>&nbsp; Alex asked E.T. And Irinia after he hopped up on the stage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>22-06-2013, 18:54:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay_zpsba700a8f.jpg?t=1371808678)</div><br>Jinx walked into the pub and pulled her tan aviator sunglasses up over her head to better see into the dim bar. Earlier she had taken the last bit of her morning off to ride a few waves down by the beach. Her hair was still a bit damp and her skin was a glow with a bit of sun she had caught. She still wore her hot pink string bikini under her white tank and faded denim shorts. Now that it was evening she wanted to catch the band Sole Regrets show before they headed off to New York to make their big break. She came early to beat the fan girls and crowd that normally followed the popular group. She took a quick look around and gave a wave to Rachel, her long time best friend from high school. They were a one of a kind pair, always in trouble but having a hell've good time doing it. She saw she was with a group of her friends, the group Sole Regret, along with her boy toy, Cord. She had herd the band a couple of times and was a bit of a fan herself, especially for the drummer, but would never admit it to Rachel in fear of her poking fun at her for it. She had took on the job to be their bus driver but hadnt told Rachel, wanting it to be a surprise at the last minute. A ton of people had applied in her station but she didnt think she would be lucky enough to be apart of their little tour, though when their band manger, Emily, called and offering the position, Jinx jumped on it. She moved over to the bar and ordered a shot of silver tequila. After about the three lime slices later did she notice a couple of guys at the bar glancing at her with sly smiles. She&nbsp; gave her own sweet grin and winked at them, as she asked the bartender for a rack and a piece of cue calk. With everything in hand she made her way over to the closes pool table and started to set up a practice round before she stole Rachel away from her love puppy. She didnt want to be rude and seem like a crazed fan, introduce herself to a group of people who were famous, she bet they got that a lot. Though on the other hand if she really wanted to she could see herself jumping in one of the band members lap and making him remember her name. She nibbled on her lip-ring as she let her imagination run with that thought. Shrugging, she would have to meet them soon since she would be driving their huge ass bus across country. But knowing her friend she would probably be acquainted with them all tonight before she left the bar. It made her sad to think she would be leaving her four older brothers behind while she went off to do her own thing. They were good guys, a bit on the protective side but still a bunch of boys to her. They were against her going but saw she had put her foot down and knew nothing would change her mind once she stuck to something. They reluctantly gave in and even offered to watch her Shiba Inu, Mikey, while she was away. Family for her was a big deal. All she had left were her brothers after both her parents split and her father worked himself to death. Her mother had took off, and never bothered to look in on her kids since the separation. So that left her, her sister, and four brothers. Jinx closed her eyes as a brief bit of sadness clouded her happy thoughts. Her sister Connie had died last year due to sever cancer in the liver. The memories of watching her sister fade away was still fresh in her mind and stun like a fresh sunburn. She was so young and as spunky as they came, it wasnt fair that she had to die so early in her life. She took a deep breath and pushed the feelings down knowing that her sister would want her to have a good time and be happy for when was in store for her and not dwell on the past. <br><br>Setting up the balls a song came on over the pubs speakers while the crew set up for the band to play their warm up set. She wiggled her hips and swayed her ass to the beat. Mouthing the words as she got all the balls in order and pushing and pulling them over the sleek red carpet table. Once she was done she picked her favorite stick and calked it up. "We're up all nigh to get lucky, We're up all nigh to get lucky...." She bent down and alined her shot knowing that the guys from the bar were staring at her figure as she leaned into the table, make sure she didnt miss. A loud click echoed as she made a clean break, getting three stripes in the corner and side pocket. She shimmied around the table, doing a playful spin around er stick while enjoying herself, not scared that others were watching her dance in public. She didnt care what they thought and was having a good time playing pool and about to watch the best band in San Diego play. Pulling a waitress aside she asked for a bottle of beer and shrugged her shoulders when she was asked what type, "Uh, Surprise me." She winked and went back to her game and made a few more good shots. She was on a roll tonight, maybe she could make a couple of extra dollars tonight before hanging out, she had left her jeep at home going to grab a taxi so she could enjoy the music without worrying about sobering up. She glanced at her cellphone which was laying on the side of the table and looked at the stage. They looked to be getting everything setup for the band and she leaned on her stick as her eyes watched the group talk and chatter to one another. She could feel the shots start to warm her up, making her feel relaxed and care free. The waitress was back with her beer, a platinum, and was about to pay when the waitress said it had already been covered. Jinx's brows creased as her head turned to the bar the men from before were sitting, talking among themselves. She shrugged her shoulders and took a swig and finishing her game before the crowd started to pour in for the show.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>22-06-2013, 22:25:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> Turning to look at Rachel E.T. smiled as he said, "Well unless your official unofficial hubby over there has been teaching you how to do sound an lighting checks there really isn't much left that you can help out with.&nbsp; Other than perhaps helping Alex bring out more of our instruments when he gets here.&nbsp; Just don't go messing with Sticks kit he doesn't take to kindly to people touching things they really have no business touching."&nbsp; <br><br>About the time E.T. was finished Alex showed up jumping easily up onto the stage.&nbsp; "Nearly but we still need to do the sound and lighting checks.&nbsp; I also wanted to check out those new smoke machines that Emily picked up for us.&nbsp; Would be nice to know what they are capable of before we put them into use out East.&nbsp; I thought they were in the back storage but I didn't see them there.&nbsp; You don't happen to know where they were stored after Emily dropped them off the other night would you?"<br><br>Glancing over at Rachel the back to Alex E.T. added, "Cord's lap warmer here seems to think she knows a thing or two about stage set up.&nbsp; Why don't you take her under you wing so to speak and let her help you with bringing out <em>the</em> gear.&nbsp; With the special emphasis that the band leader put on the word <em>the</em> Alex would know that E.T. meant the extra cable boxes and other and other such grunt work that would keep the woman busy yet more or less out of the way while they finished up testing the equipment.&nbsp; <br><br>Turning enough so that he could see the table where everyone was still chatting and enjoying a few drinks, "Hey Josh why don't you come on over and put some rhythm to these skins of yours.&nbsp; Emily managed to pick up those special mic's you've been wanting.&nbsp; They're pretty well set up where they should be but I know how you like to get them just right to your own preferences."<br><br>Then turning around E.T. went over to where a half dozen of his guitars waited to be used in the gig that night.&nbsp; Bending over a little he picked up his double necked (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/DSED_Double-Neck_VS_VOS_CS102174_a.jpg) 12 and six string guitar.&nbsp; There were a few of their songs where he actually used this instrument quite a bit so he always liked to use it for his warm ups.&nbsp; The while waiting for Josh to come up E.T. flew through a few sets of scales to get his fingers warmed up.&nbsp; Occasionally turning towards Irinia with a few comments about what he would like to hear out of the system or asking her if something seemed off to her.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EnglishMaster</strong> on <strong>22-06-2013, 23:23:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Ben_lovett.jpg)</div> Music, that's what Keybs needed to get his head straight.&nbsp; Otherwise he'd just sit here and think about having another gin, and how he'd made a mess of his love-life, and was he really up for this move from San Diego with this gang of maniacs, and...<br><br>So he was glad to hear E T play a few scales.&nbsp; He went up and switched on his Jupiter-80.&nbsp; As he sat down he sighed in relief: this was the place he felt at home.&nbsp; All his hassles vanished.&nbsp; He hit the arpeggiator to match ET's scales, and the woman at the pool table caught his eye - although it looked like she was trying to catch somebody else's.&nbsp; He smiled at E T then gestured towards her, and switched his upper keys to his pre-programmed classic Hammond sound to play a blues in E, and sang:<br><br>See the girl with the short shorts on<br>She can play with balls all night long<br>All right<br>Hey hey<br>That's right, in the hole...<br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 01:46:36</strong>
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				<br><br>Josh moved quickly to the stage and looked at the mic's they looked good but, yeah one was not quite right, the adjustment was minor but still Josh took his set up seriously it was the perfectionist in him. Taking his seat Josh took a moment to survey the pub , it seemed strange that this might be the last time they played here then his eyes caught a looker by the tables, a smile touched his face ,last time or not the place would be full of hot babes like her and the best of him would end up at the after party and he'd have more than his share of them tonight, maybe even her.<br><br>His kit was a Tama ImperialStar, he'd brought it a month before finding out Katie was pregnant, wiping out his savings, at the time Katie left him for Mr Money, he regarded the purchase as sucky timing but in truth he could have had ten times his old bank account and Katie would have left him. Shaking his head Josh refocused on the drum kit, it looked good. Then he was off, a quick warm up to check everything, the same one he did everytime.<br><br>Josh smiled, it seemed every man and his dog had an opinion on drum kits and he'd had hundreds of hours of chats with too many people over the advantages of various kits and components , he knew the ImperialStar wasn't everyones fav ,in truth he hadn't met anyone who liked them above all others but for Josh they worked best, sometimes the right one wasn't the best one. In the end who gave a fuck what other people thought he should play.<br><br>Josh looked at E.T and nodded , all was good...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 04:56:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> E.T. smiled at the nod from Josh and returned it with one of his own.&nbsp; Most people wouldn't have understood but a nod from Josh was good.&nbsp; It meant the perfectionist was happy with the set up and that was something E.T. could really appreciate.&nbsp; Catching Irinia eye briefly the lead guitarist gave her a thumbs up before noticing Keybs motioning towards the pool tables before beginning to hammer out a gritty blue's tune in the Key of E. With a couple turns of the knobs on his guitar and tapping a couple of foot peddles E.T. Joined in with a lick that even Erick Clapton would have given a thumbs up to.&nbsp; <br><br>And oh yeah E.T. didn't miss the touch of British humor as Keybs sang out, 'She can play with balls all night long' this song was gearing up to being one of their messing around songs they typically did while warming up. At the moment there were only the three of them on the stage but after years of playing together they new how to play perfectly off of each other making up the music just as fast as Keybs was belting out the lyrics to his impromptu song. <br><br>From their place on the stage it wasn't easy to tell what the very attractive woman thought of the song.&nbsp; But it was all in good fun and this first newly made song was followed by another new one which E.T. threw a few sad pleading riffs into the mix as his fingers really began to warm up and he became more and more into the song itself.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 19:20:16</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zps3810db65.jpg)&nbsp; Ember was studying the label on his beer like it held the secret to life as everyone moved around, talking and heading up on the stage.&nbsp; Though he was determined not to, his eyes lifted and settled on Alex when the man had first arrived.&nbsp; He was pretty sure no one saw him looking and he could only be thankful no one could feel the heat down low in his belly that settled there every time he saw the other man.<br><br>On one hand, a few harmless little fantasies about Alex wouldn't hurt anyone, but on the other, if any one knew what he was thinking, they'd kick him to the curb.<br><br>He was so lost in his own thoughts, it took him a moment to realize what was going on around him.&nbsp; He quickly shook off his little daydream and quietly grabbed his favorite guitar.&nbsp; He took his usual please, knowing that at least one or two of his band mates would be surprised at how quietly he moved, and how he always seemed to just appear on stage out of nowhere.&nbsp; <br><br>It was just how you learned to move when you were shy and, as a child, always in someone's way.<br><br>He wondered where Alex was for a moment as his fingers caressed the strings of his 'baby' and felt that same old familiar feeling of being at home, the feeling that only being on stage could give him, settled over him.&nbsp; As Ember began to play, he closed his eyes and let everything go, let all the tension melt away...and let his fingers say all the things his lips never would.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 01:55:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay_zpsba700a8f.jpg?t=1371808678)</div><br>Jinx turned her head when she herd a shout from across the room and found E.T., the sexy lead guitarist, calling Josh up to check the mics. She smiled as she watched him warm up, sliding onto the edge of the pool table her stick still in hand as he did some warm up scales. Jinx admired how focused he was while his fingers seemed to fly over the instrument, like it was a part of him. Her eyes traveled over the many tattoo that inked his skin and tilted her head at what some of them were. She owned a few herself, a long detailed vine that ran the length of her right leg to her foot and toes to represent where her roots were. Some of the leaves had names etched into them, her brothers and at the curve of her cave a single blooming flower had Connie's signature sprawled over its delicate petals. The others were a bit moderate, the Hawaiian&nbsp; blue goddess of surf of her right shoulder, a sugar skull on her left for arm covered in red roses, a ring of fire and stars circling her right wrist, and a pink lotus flower open in the center of her chest. She rubbed her fingers over the spot over her heart, it was her newest one, Rachel had held her hand the whole time... well maybe not the whole time but that at lest the painful parts. E.T.'s tattoos were extensive and covered all of him she could only imagine the hours of buzzing and skin gracing he had to go through to show off his ink . She smirked, maybe his initials stood for 'eatable tattoos'. She was jarred out of her thoughts by the sound of a blues type song and her green eyes turned to Keybs who was singing. A bubble of laughter flew out of her mouth at the keyboardist cute little song about her shorts and playing with balls. This is why she loved this group they were awesome to listen too, serious with their music, but all in all were a playful and cheeky bunch of guys. When E.T. joined in, she held up her hand giving them the rock on sign then took another drag of her beer. Soon after the little song she saw Josh hop up on stage and adjust mics. She hid a smile behind her beer bottle at how much of a stickler he was about his drums. But then again she was just as bad with her boards. Hours of waxing and polishing the pieces of wood with love and affection she had for the sport. Her heart did a little flip as she saw Josh grin at her. She could feel her cheeks grow hot as she returned the gesture with one of her own sexy expressions. Curling a lock of hair behind her ear did she listen to the drummer start off on his warm up. Oh, the man had a way with the kit in front of him. She bit her bottom lip, feeling the music start to get her blood pumping, or maybe that was the alcohol. Either way she could feel her excitement growing to see the group together in the city that started it all. She herd Ember before she even saw him, the sly bass player laid down some intense cords that made her wonder went on that wallflowers shy little head. <br><br>A hand was laid on her shoulder and she turned to see one the younger guys from the bar greeting her. His buddies watched as their brave friend started a conversation with her. He was cute, in a boyish type of way, though she could tell he was nervous. They made small talk, she found out his name was Nick and him and his friends had come to watched the game and have a couple fo beers. He asked about the band and she explained about them and their last night playing. He joked with her and she couldnt help but laugh at his joke of wishing to be in band to attract pretty girls like her. She shook her head at him and grinned, it wasnt often guys flirted with her. Rachel told her it was her craziness that scared them off, she swore it was her four body guards at home GPSing her and anyone who looked at her. Either way she was enjoying his company. "So you here alone?" She shook her head and nodded to Rachel over by Cord and the others. "My girl and I usually practiced pool here. She's a bit busy so I thought Id play a round to get my hands working." Nick's eyebrows wiggled as he moved further into her comfort space. She leaned back but Nicks arm was placed behind her on the table top and his face was mere inches from hers. She was shocked at how bold he had grown in the few minutes they had met. "I know another way to warm your hands up..." His breath was hot and smelt of beer as it fanned over her cheek. She had to turn her head away and cover her mouth in fear of laughing in his face, though he took it as her being shy and flirty. Once she was composed she smiled and hopped off the table moving away from him. "Yeah I bet you do, but how bout a game? Me and my girl Rachel against you and one of your friends. Winner buys rounds for the band kickin it off in the big apple?" She had moved to the other end of table, putting as much distance between Nick and herself. She was careful around these type of guys, the kind that looked for anything that walked to get their jollies off on. She tilted her head to the side waiting for his answer. He was hesitant at first, looked around the bar to see only a few people in booths and at the bar, if anything the tab would only be a couple of hundred bucks. What the poor sod didnt know was that by the end of the game the bar would probably be packed full of fan girls chanting Sole Regret all night. He looked over at one of his buddies, Mark, who gave him a thumbs up. Nick smiled and gave a nod. Jinx then nodded and set her stick down on the table turning to Rachel's group and waved her over when she had a minute. She stuck her tongue out at her best friend,&nbsp; seeing how hung up she was in her relationship with her boyfriend Cord and how infatuated they were with one another. She honestly was happy for her and even was a bit jealous at how happy they made each other. She wished for that kind of commitment in a relationship but with the guys she attracted, she wasnt going find any prince charming anytime soon. Racking up the balls she waited as Rachel came to join them to share their little bet and show these guys why they called her Jinx.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 02:52:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br><strong>"Can do."</strong>&nbsp; Alex nodded nodded he glanced around the stage.&nbsp; <strong>"Yea they are in one of the wooden crates.&nbsp; I didn't know we were using them here.&nbsp; I'll get them out and set up."</strong>&nbsp; He had thought the pub was a little on the small side for the fog machines but he was just a grunt.&nbsp; So what they wanted they got so he would dig them out.<br><br>Alex cut his eyes to the dark haired woman, he hadn't had much run in with her but he knew of her. <strong> "Sure I can use the help."</strong>&nbsp; He got the meaning behind E.T.'s words.<br><br><strong>"Come on,"</strong> he waved over his shoulder as he hopped back down off the edge of the stage. <strong> "I got a couple boxes you can haul out while I unpack the smoke machines and set them up."</strong><br><br>Alex passed Ember on his way to the back and the other man on his way to to the stage.&nbsp; He let his gaze roam over the dark haired man and bite back moan.&nbsp; That long dark hair, those soulful eyes and he couldn't help wishing he could have one hour with him.&nbsp; <strong>"Looking fucking good." </strong> Alex said mostly under his breath.&nbsp; He turned around walking backwards a couple of steps until he kicked the doorjamb and turned back to duck in to the storage room.<br><br><strong>"Grab those two square wooden crates over there marked EX cords."</strong>&nbsp; Alex said to Rachel as he shifted a couple bigger ones to get to the one holding the smoke machines.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 06:12:19</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zpsaa12f6e0.jpg)Ember was warmed up and ready to get started after only a couple of songs. He had seen Alex walking into the other room, had been pretty sure he felt those eyes on him.&nbsp; It made him feel strange, to think that maybe Alex was doing a little eyeballing of his own.&nbsp; Strange in a good way for a change.&nbsp; He looked over at the other guys as they carried on, then slowly slipped his guitar strap over his head and left the whole thing against the wall.&nbsp; He slipped off the stage and into the shadows and headed back to the storage room, having no clue what he was going to do when he got there.<br><br>When the door opened, he stepped inside, stopping short when he realized Alex wasn't alone.&nbsp; He didn't move - hell, it felt like he couldn't <em>breathe</em> - as he looked over at the other man.&nbsp; "I...hey, guys," he said, offering a halfhearted smile at both of the room's occupants.&nbsp; <br><br>Yeah...he'd read the whole situation wrong.&nbsp; Alex hadn't been looking at him; he'd been going back to the storage room for a little somethin'-somethin'.<br><br>"I...uh...sorry..." His eyes found Alex's and then jerked to the side.&nbsp; "Didn't mean to interrupt.&nbsp; I just....I thought I'd forgotten something back here, but I'll come back later..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adrianna Paige</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 17:18:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/43/Bridget_moynahan_coyote_ugly_001.jpg)</div><br>Rachel heard the pool balls being racked on the table and quickly turned to see who in their right mind would be messing with her pool table. A slow, wolfish grin formed as she saw her partner in crime, Jinx. First things first though. She looked to E.T. And laughed at his teasing before playfully landing a solid punch on his upper arm like she's done so many times before.<em> “Well, what can I say? Cord's a good teacher. He's patient and thorough too. I mean, he would have to be...he taught you how to have sex didn't he?”</em> Rachel winked at him before immediately turning to Alex to give him a nod. She wasn't going to give E.T. the opportunity to say something back at her. She rather prided herself on having the last word when she could. Rachel looked back over her shoulder at Jinx and then looked to Alex again. She wanted to make quick work of this so that she could be with her long time friend. She was walking side by side with Alex when she looked at him to speak. Only, she didn't as she noticed Alex looking at Ember. She tilted her head just slightly as she wasn't certain if she heard Alex say what she thought she heard. Either way, it was none of her business and she wasn't going to say anything about it one way or another though she planned to be observant and learn more. <br><br>Rachel looked to where the two crates were and smirked as she figured out that E.T. was messing with her again and she laughed. <em>"That pain in my ass doesn't even have to be present in order to screw with me!" </em> She reached down and picked them up and made her way back towards the stage. Placing then on the stage she then hopped up and picked up only one crate this time. She walked over to E.T. and stood a little bit close to him, and smiled that grin that said to him that she was up to no good. He should be very familiar with it as E.T. and Rachel had mercilessly picked on each other from the get to. Bending over just a little bit, as she didn't want to actually hurt him badly, just make it sting, she dropped the crate on E.T.'s foot before dusting her hands together. <em>"Glad I could help, E.T.&nbsp; Let me know if I can be of further service. Wouldn't want to leave those extension cords for just anyone to deal with."</em> Immediately turning, her dark brown eyes turned to Jinx and she hopped off the stage.<br><br><em>“Hey Jinx!</em> “she hollered as she went to her old friend as she took her time strolling over to her. She passed the rack of pool sticks and without looking she picked up the solid black one. Nothing stood out about it but it was the one that she picked. Every single time. Casually she twirled the stick as she watched Jinx new idiotic friend, Nick, assess his chances. Inward, she shook her head as the poor fool didn't realize he lost the moment he walked over to the table. She didn't miss the way the boy had intruded in on Jinx's space but she also knew that Jinx could handle her own and if the need arose Rachel didn't mind breaking a stick or two upside the kid's cranium to help him get the message. <br><br>Rachel looked back at Cord for a moment to see him still sitting in the booth and smiled as he looked directly at her and raised his bottle of water to take a drink. Rachel winked and then looked to the Jinx who had moved away from Nick. Something about tonight was going to be different. She felt charged. Alert. Last time she felt like this some idiot started a fight in here. She really hoped history wasn't going to repeat itself tonight given the givens. Yet, if it did, she would jump in the moment one of her friends did, especially Jinx and Cord. <br><br>The two girls weren't ones to cause trouble. Much. Yet, sometimes it had a way of finding them. Other times, they had a way of finding it. Either way, right or wrong, they had each others back and it had been that way since high school and Rachel didn't see that changing any time soon. As Nick went to seek out one of his buddies to be his partner, Rachel sat on the edge of the pool table, close to Jinx, and whispered as she watched Nick, careful to make sure she finished her talk with Jinx before Nick came back. <em>“Alright, girlie, how are we playing this tonight? Is it my turn to suck at playing or is it yours?”</em><br><br>Rachel's eyes cooled as Nick seemed to find his partner. She had seen the guy in here before on quite a few occasions and the bastard always tried to get under Rachel's skin in one way or another. The man liked to try and violate her personal space but she always kept him at bay. She just wasn't as nice about it as Jinx was. The jerk even knew who she was with and it detoured him a little bit in his pursuit but mostly he just picked his times to bother her more carefully. Rachel smirked in his general direction and stood, shaking her head as she turned, her back facing the guy. <em>“This is going to prove to be interesting.”</em> She turned her head to look at Jinx.<em> “When we're done amusing them and having our fun...I don't want them walking out of here with shit. Not even their pride.”</em> Rachel's dark brown eyes grew even darker and whatever joyful mood she was in before was gone. She had her game face on as she grabbed the blue chalk to chalk up the tip of her stick.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 17:20:28</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/9a5b76ef-a2f8-48ea-8a71-45d31791a048_zpsfe3101d9.jpg) <br>He would be finishing that first bottle as Emily kept everyone on their toes.&nbsp; She was such an assertive woman, likely to make the band a world wide sensation by sheer will alone.&nbsp; He was beginning to believe nothing could go wrong in her hands and that sort of strength was intoxicating even if Jacob had spent much of the time since first meeting her imagining what she was like with her guard down.&nbsp; That softness slightly distracting him as she turned her words toward him, attempt made to come up with an answer to hide the fact he had likely been fixated upon her.<br><br>"They do have the best security here, I know a couple of them and they are expecting to have their hands full tonight.&nbsp; I'm going to try to lend a hand but I'm thinking I'll be doing more learning than working..."&nbsp; He'd lean lightly across Emily to grab another bottle from the table, sheepish grin appearing for a moment as he hoped he had not just placed doubt in her mind that he could handle things on the road.&nbsp; He began to imagine what the place would be like tonight.&nbsp; No doubt it ws going to be insane as everyone was coming to see Sole's Regret one more time before they would fully blowup nationally.&nbsp; That thought cleared as he heard the breaking of balls in the pool area.&nbsp; His gaze shooting toward the general area, spying a sweet little tattoed babe playing just as the band started their blues number.&nbsp; Keybs words dawning on him as he glanced between the stage and the pool table, light laugh rumbling out from the big man.&nbsp; Jacob was never much of a pool shark but he always had to admire those who could handle a stick so well.<br><br>Jacob would lean against the booth as the full band began to warm up, so much talent combined into one group, there was no chance of Sole's Regret not hitting the big time.&nbsp; He was especially impressed by the guitars, sounds so effortless yet amazing, not like his own thick fingered attempts.&nbsp; Hours of listening to songs in his apartment, trying to place his fingers just right but never coming close to the sound which E.T. and Ember made.&nbsp; Josh's drums laid down that beat, he and Keybs making all the young girls shake their assets, but it was the guitar which touched their core.&nbsp; His thoughts then returning to how there would hardly be an inch of breathing space once the show got closer.&nbsp; His attention drifted back toward the pool table where some guy had begun trying to make his move on the girl.&nbsp; Foolish likely, though it did set him to wondering as he glanced back toward Emily, smile hidden once more by his beer.</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 20:02:17</strong>
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				<br>(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord slipped out of the booth and went to the state as well. "Well since everyone is so diligent..." He said playfully and stepped up onto the stage, he went to his guitar first and picked it, it was a nice little Ibanez with a blood drip paint style on a white background. He checked it's tuning and played a bit of Inside the Fire by Disturbed to warm up his fingers as he looked toward the microphone and thought for a moment. He stepped forward and looked around the place a bit to decided if he wanted to do any warm up vocals at the the moment.<br><br>He was always ready to sing but he still liked to warm up, he didn't want to seem like a total ass who shoved his talent in everyone's faces. He was a nice guy after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 21:49:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Emily watched the set up, her eyes scrutinizing the lights, and her ears taking in the sound as the guys began their light, playful warm up. Keyb's words made her laugh though. Shaking her head she watched as Alex and Rachel went into the back. Her eyes narrowed on E.T. for a moment. He wasn't planning on using those smoke machines here was he? Her lips pursed a moment before she heard Jacob. <strong>"Learn all you can, that one over there's a handful."</strong> she said nodding her head towards Jinx at the pool table. <br><br>When Rachel came out with the extension cords, she wondered if they hadn't found the smoke machines after all. She thought pushing them to the back would keep them out of sight out of mind. <strong>"Excuse me a moment."</strong> she said getting up and walking towards the stage just as Rachel "dropped" the crate on E.T.'s foot. <strong>"Well I saw that coming, are you planning on suffocating everyone in this joint tonight with those machines? We'll try them out when we hit New York."</strong> She leaned on the stage looking up at him, a clear view of her cleavage displayed almost purposefully to him as she tapped her beer bottle on the stage some. <br><br>Her eyes went to the group. They'd come a long way, and she was still technically on a trial basis with them. If they made it big their contract was for sure hers. For now it was only a temporary one that they'd had drawn up. She gave them all a smile, <strong>"I'm asking, no begging, just wait."</strong> leaning forward she whispered up at him, <strong>"You know how I love to beg."</strong> Turning away she walked off, taking a seat at the booth once more facing the band, before grabbing another beer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>24-06-2013, 22:56:20</strong>
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				(https://img.youtube.com/vi/AhKWJN_BrFw/0.jpg)<br><br>Josh may not have been the principal invited guest for the current look down Emilys cleavage but from his position he had a pretty solid view, she knew how to work guys, her and Katie together , well that was a lethal combination even in high school...now, if they ever joined forces on a guy ..Josh left that thought hanging, because his mind suddenly shifted to a memory that seemed an age ago but in reality was just a few years ago , the first time he heard Emily beg....she was on her back , legs open...there was sweat there was heat there was something massive she wanted..again.<br><br>Josh snapped out of that memory he needed to get this woman hooked up , he needed someone like man mountain to do it before Josh did something really foolish like fall for their manager ...again.<br><br>As she moved away Josh simply said to the others "Best do what she asked, we're paying her for decisions like this so lets ditch the smoke machines for now ..kay"<br><br>Josh looked over at Emily as she said down at the booth and then to the new babe playing the tables....tonight after the gig he was going to jack hammer a whole bunch of girls and the first of them would not be able to walk anytime over the coming week. 
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				Post by: <strong>EnglishMaster</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 00:09:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/Ben_lovett.jpg)</div> Sheesh there was sexual tension all around and Keybs just wanted to fill his head with music otherwise he'd fill his head full of...<br><br>So he picked up on what Cord was doodling and played the bass riff of the song on the keyboard.<br><br>He smiled across and sang over the dark lyric:<br><br>Devin<br>Won't go to heaven<br>She's just another lost soul,<br>About to be mine again...
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 01:23:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br><strong>"Fuck," </strong>Alex said as his shin slide across the edge of a crate.&nbsp; Thank God he had on jeans.&nbsp; His hand was on the crate when he heard the door open.&nbsp; Looking over his shoulder he saw Ember standing there.<br><br><strong>"No, hey it's not a big deal, I was just digging out these damn fog machines for King E.T."&nbsp; </strong>Alex laughed and saw Rachel take her boxes and leave.<br><br>He pulled his gaze back to the bass player,<strong> "Anything I can help you with?" </strong> Fuck that sounded lame.&nbsp; He hoisted the fog machines up and over, sitting them down in front of him.&nbsp; What the man could have forgotten, Alex couldn't remember.<br><br><strong>"I might know where it is." </strong> The man was a Rock God but Alex never got the idea he thought that about himself, not at all.&nbsp; He could play circles around most but you know wouldn't know it to see him off the stage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>25-06-2013, 16:52:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> Edward chuckled lightly and looked down at the crate by his feet.&nbsp; Once again grateful he had decided long ago to always wear steal toed boots on stage.&nbsp; Or anywhere that Rachel was sure to turn up.&nbsp; That woman was one hell of a spiteful little vixen when she wanted to be.&nbsp; And not for the first time in his life he thanked all the stars that she sank her hooks into Cord instead of him.&nbsp; And it really wasn't that he didn't like the woman because he did really like her she was just a little to full of piss and vinegar for his taste.&nbsp; <br><br>E.T. did however envy the relationship that Rachel and Cord shared.&nbsp; The fact that they truly loved each other was plain for all to see and the lead guitarist often found himself wondering if he would ever be so lucky to find someone who loved him as much as Rachel loved Cord.&nbsp; Speaking of vixen's here came the newest member of their family.&nbsp; And yes Edward could not help but enjoy the view Emily so playfully presented to him as she spoke against them using the smoke machines in the bar.&nbsp; Hearing Josh's comment behind him E.T. gave Josh a thumbs up letting his old friend know that he had heard him and wouldn't use the machines that night after all.&nbsp; <br><br>Then turning he watched Emily as she made her way back to the table swaying those lovely hips of hers for all they were worth.&nbsp; Oh yes that woman was certainly blessed with all the right bits in all the right places and knew just how to use them.&nbsp; For a moment he let his mind wander thinking about a few activities he would love to share with her but these thoughts were soon replaced by thoughts of the music they were playing and paying attention to the sound system and lighting.&nbsp; Making mental notes of little things here and there that would need to be changed up for the show that night.<br><br>Glancing around the stage E.T. wondered when Ember would decide to rejoin them again.&nbsp; Unlike what Ember would have imagined the lead guitarist was always aware of just when the base player stepped in and out of sets.&nbsp; He was also becoming more and more aware of an odd behavior in his old friend which he just couldn't put his finger on.&nbsp; In passing he wondered if he should pull Ember off to the side and have a chat with him to see what was wrong but he wasn't really sure if that was the best way to approach the subject or not.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 06:35:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay_zpsba700a8f.jpg?t=1371808678)</div><br>Jinx smiled at Rachel and rolled her eyes as she picked up her usual stick, "Just get your name engraved on it why dontch ya? You act like it your vibrator sometimes..." She stuck her tongue out her and turned back to the table. Her bestie slipped next her and she kept her eyes down as she whispered to her, "They have been watching my ass, literally, this whole time so I thing you may have to play dumb tonight, if we want to win big." They usually didnt trick guys when playing pool, but found it pleasing to see them try to win, instead of slaughtering them in four easy shots. Rachel and her would play daily while hanging out at her house since they were kids; even Googled cool tricks to show off to friends. Rachel was a bit better since she was always a hands on person while Jinx had to see it done forty times before getting the gist of it. She looked up at her friend and notice a gleam in her eyes. She frowned her brows and turned to the group of guys and noticed what had her smirking. Mark was one of the many guys who thought Rachel available to touch and pet like the waitresses here. She felt sorry Cord hadnt punched his nose in for all the times Jinx had to watch the man make rude comments and gesture to Rachel. She remembered 'accidentally' knocking the end of her pool stick into his groin one time. Dude needed to watch where he was pointing that thing. Maybe tonight would be different, maybe Mark would see what happened if you messed with another man’s woman. She took the chalk from her friend hand when she was done and slid the blue cube over the tip of her stick very slowly. Nick seemed to pick up on her movement and wet his lips and downed the rest of his beer to two big gulps, his eyes racking her up and down as if he were undressing her. Sucker. "No problem, I think a three thousand dollar tab will do them very nicely... and I swear if that jerk puts his hands on you I cant promise to hold Cord back, dude deserves it last time we were here on ladies night." She sighed and shook her head at the memory. <br><br>Jinx notice her beer empty and pouted, "Im gunna start the tab with Pete and get me a drink and maybe some poppers, want something?" She hadnt eaten most of the day, a bad habit her brothers and Rachel nagged on her about all the time. Once she had her girls order, she made her way to the bar and leaned against the cool bar top while Pete was ringing up a couple, his back turned to her. She bit her lip and dangled her worn black Van's as she slid a bit further over the counter, her ass bent as she eyed the candy the bartender always hid from her and Rachel as a cruel joke from Halloween, when they flashed a crowd for candy. The results were good, though Pete wasn’t too pleased and confiscated their reward.<br><br>A few more inches and she would... She heard someone clearing their throat and cursed to herself, busted. Putting on her honey coated smile she turned to a crossed armed Pete,arm out stretched and red handed in her thieving act. "Four beers and jalapeno poppers please..." She slid back down slowly and cupped her hands behind her back as if she was innocent as sin. Pete gave her the beers and put her orders in, "Were starting a game with those two nice gentlemen over there, mind put it all a tab and the loser will pay the bill." Pete looked at the two guys and shook his head, a sad look of pity as he started the tab and handed the jack o lantern to her. She squealed in delight and picked out a few of Rachel and her favorite pieces. She stuffed them into her tiny pocket like a squirrel hoarding nuts with utter glee. Grabbing her four bottles she stashed back over to her table, and bumped into a rather large guy standing by the bands booth. A couple of Starbrusts fell out and she pouted, hands full of cold beer bottles. She turned to guy and smiled. "Sorry I wasnt watching were i was going. Could do me a flav’ and stick that in my back pocket." She turned for him, leaning on her right foot and hitching her left cheek pocket for him. She noticed Emily and gave a sheepish grin, "Hey Boss, whats shakin?" She forgot she would be here, duh manger of the band why wouldnt she. She looked down at the beer bottles in her hand and back up at&nbsp; her soon to be boss, "Im cool if I drink, right? I mean, these aren’t all mine and Im not driving the band or myself or anything so..." She was nervous, she rambled when she was nervous, she really didnt want to be fired before even starting the job but she also wanted to have a good time too. <br><br>Once Man o Mountain had all her candy in her pocket, She turned and thanked him hopign to exit the awquard conversation with Emily. "Hey Im Jenifer, but call me Jinx, since everyone else does. Im guessin you da security." She gave a nod and looked him up and down, noticing how built and big he was. She hoped she never got him angry… "Im da driver so I guess we will be hangin out a lot then." She turned and saw Mark and Nick waiting with Rachel. Nick didnt look to happy with her talking to another guy and shrugged him off as she smiled back up at her new co-worker. "Nice to meet you and Ill see you laters…" She turned and was almost skipping over to the stage. Setting a beer down for Cord she winked up at him. "Your gunna need this..." She motioned to the pool table. “Dudes are gunna be paying for our drinks and a round for yall leavin once me and Rachel-bear are done with them.” Cord and her were cool. They had a bit in common and they both loved Rachel, which made them fight for her time, almost every day. But it never failed as Rachel would be dragging him along whenever they hung out though and she felt at ease with him whenever they talked. She set the other three bottles down for Keybs, E.T. and Josh. She would have brought one for Ember’s but he had disappeared like the wind and didn’t know where he went off too. She tried not to stare to long at the drummer in the back, mesmerized by the way he held himself as he sat behind the kit. She bit the inside of her cheek as she listened to them warm-up up close. Her eyes darted over each band member as they played, the way their fingers and hands moved and the passion for the music in their eyes. Yes, Sole Regret was her favorite band. She gave a wave to the guys as she backed away, giving them thumbs up for good luck and made off back to her friend. “They will bring our drinks out with the food… Okay we ready to do this?” She picked up her stick and motioned for Rachel to break. “Ladies first…” Nick was a bit put off but hid it well as he watch Jinx with a bit of a bland and annoyed expression. She ignored it and watched Rachel break, “Your hands too close to the top bring it back, and shoot nice, easy, and smooth…” She knew Rachel was doing it on purpose and couldn’t miss to twinkle in her eyes for catching her. “Hey, hey, no coaching!” Mark exclaimed, Jinx flipped him off with a dark glare. “Ill do whatever the hell I want so back the fuck off, Slick.” Nick put a hand on his friends shoulder and shook his hand whispering something into his ear as a smirk spread across his friends face. She didn’t like that look and mentally ticked Mark to the top of her shit list for the night. “Lets break these mofo’s…” She mouthed to Rachel leaning on her stick with a new profound attitude to put the bastards so far in the ground, they would put Hell to shame. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 06:56:40</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zps3810db65.jpg)<br><br>Ember's mind went totally blank as he looked at Alex.&nbsp; He crossed the room and came to a stop at the fog machines, pretending to check them out.&nbsp; Not that he'd know if anything was wrong, but he didn't think Alex would know that.<br><br>When he straightened up, he was startlingly close to the other man, with only the fog machines between them.&nbsp; He licked his lips and tilted his head to one side, the awkwardness he usually kept in check glaringly obvious now that he was alone with Alex.<br><br>Alex was most likely straight.&nbsp; Ember knew that.&nbsp; But he liked being close to him anyway.&nbsp; As such, he stepped around the fog machine and moved forward so that he was nearly chest to chest with Alex, then reached back behind him, pretending to see something - though he had no idea what - that he needed.<br><br>He just wanted to be close.&nbsp; To smell him. Maybe to feel that soft blond hair against his skin.&nbsp; Maybe even let their arms brush together or...<br><br>And he was acting like a damned horny teenager. He knew it, but he couldn't help himself.&nbsp; This was for him, not for Alex or some random guy who happened to kiss him out of the blue....and while he wasn't trying anything sexual, it was still possible Alex would feel uncomfortable and push him away.&nbsp; Nothing was going on though, not really, so it wasn't like he could tell the other guys something had happened.<br><br>"This...ah, no, it's not what I thought it was," he said, then pulled back, but only a little, mesmerized by being so close.&nbsp; He didn't step away, but turned and smiled at Alex, not sure what he was expecting or even hoping for.<br><br>"Sorry...I thought I saw something. up there..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 09:17:12</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: left;">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/9a5b76ef-a2f8-48ea-8a71-45d31791a048_zpsfe3101d9.jpg) <br>Jacob had set his mind to remain on his best behavior from the moment those blues had opened this morning, though now that might have him coming off a bit awkward toward Ms. Browning.&nbsp; It wasn't anything about Emily, far from it as normally she'd be exactly what would bring out his animalistic nature.&nbsp; He had come to know many of the security guards at Pete's by being caught with such sweet young things pinned against bathroom stalls.&nbsp; That was something he hoped remained between him and them, not wanting his new boss to learn of how their pleasured screams had gotten him nearly kicked out of the Pub.&nbsp; Those encounters had, however, given him the chance to make friends with much of the security team, which, in turn, had lead him to this day ready to hit the road with Sole's Regret.<br><br>He nodded in agreement with Emily as she spoke, shooting another glance toward Jinx at the pool table.&nbsp; She certainly looked like a heartbreaker, grin forming over his features as he watched the men already beginning to circle like flies to sweet sweet honey<strong> "She totally looks like it..."</strong>&nbsp; Emily would be leaving the booth and moving towrd the stage before he could ask if she knew the girl, Jacob's gaze instinctively sliding down Emily's spine before he'd catch himself again, shaking his head as he took another drink.&nbsp; He watched her closely as she leaned into the stage, not really focusing on anything spoken, moreso he got a flash of himself stepping up behind her and...He mentally scolded himself, enough of riding the fence.&nbsp; His smile greeting her as she returned and slid into the booth, his frame moving to stand behind her as he brought those powerful hands to her shoulders.&nbsp; He would withdraw if she gave him sign of disapproval.&nbsp; Otherwise, his thick fingers would begin to gently knead the flesh through her shirt, thumbs rolling small circles against the base of her neck as he whispered<strong> "You really should find a way to relieve your tension, Emily..."</strong> <br><br>That would be when he'd feel the bump from Jinx against him, his hands pulled back like a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar.&nbsp; He was relieved when he heard her awkward discussion with their new boss as it offered him a way to mask his own actions.&nbsp; Glance from the Starburst to her little pocket, the material fitting so tightly against her, brought another smile before he would kneel down, coming face to cheek as he picked up her candy.&nbsp; He caught himself again with those improper thoughts, standing back up as she introduced herself, the knowledge that she would be driving the bus gathered.&nbsp; His large hand then slid into her tight little pocket, stretching it slightly as he lingered a moment before withdraw.&nbsp; While his thoughts might linger, he always tried to keep his words and actions respectful <strong>"Its great to meet you...Jinx, I'm Jacob and yeah I'm going to be keeping everyone in safe hands"</strong>&nbsp; He'd glance with her back toward the pool table before continuing <strong>"If you need anything, just let me know.&nbsp; It's gonna be a hell of a trip"</strong> He'd continue to watch the two guys as Jinx moved toward the stage fighting that big brother instinct.&nbsp; He had a little sister of his own, just turned 18, and he had to admit he was far too overprotective of her.&nbsp; She was always pushing to grow up too fast and, now that she was legal, was one of his only regrets in taking the job.&nbsp; Jacob then leaned back over the booth, stealing a deep inhale of Emily's hair as he whispered<strong> "You were right, I bet she is a little fire starter, but only in the best way"</strong></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 16:38:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br><strong>"I can't believe the man wants to use these tonight.</strong>"&nbsp; Alex watched the bass player bend down to look at the machines.<br><br>As the man stood up so close he could feel Ember' s breath on him.&nbsp; Damn the man was hot and the temp in the room just spiked.&nbsp; As Ember licked his lips Alex's eyes followed that bit of pink.&nbsp; Um yea so not good, hot wasn't all that was going on in the room.&nbsp; He was glad that the man was close enough he couldn't see the strain going on behind his fly.<br><br>Alex froze as Ember stepped closer, his breath caught for a moment as he wondered what he was doing.&nbsp; Certain it wasn't what he would like him to do or what he would like to do to the man.&nbsp; Alex stood stock still, he didn't mind being so close to the man in the least, . And he wasn't going to push him away.&nbsp; He also wasn't going to take the chance of reaching out to touch him either.&nbsp; Nope he wanted this job. Besides he could always dream.<br><br>OH but he wanted to run his hands over that lean body, push his fingers up through the long dark hair and devour those kissable lips.<br><br><strong>"Yea no problem man."</strong>&nbsp; Alex couldn't help from shifting his arm, letting it brush against Ember's thigh.&nbsp; The small jolt of electric raced through his body.<br><br><strong>"I should get this out to hook up for E.T."</strong>&nbsp; He swallowed, telling himself to pull his shit together.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>26-06-2013, 17:07:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Emily let out a small noise of content when Jacobs large hands began to massage at the base of her neck. It was like magic, feeling those hands rub at the tense muscles of her neck. Her eyes closed a moment and the whisper in her ear brought a playful smile to her lips, <strong>"Oh, do you have any suggestions?"</strong> she asked, glancing behind her just as he pulled his hands away. A pout crossed her features but she quickly wiped it away in Jinx's presence. She was being unprofessional anyways, what was she thinking asking something like that. Talk about a sexual harassment suit waiting to happen.<br><br>Then again he'd started rubbing her neck first, and she was certainly not willing to say no to a massage from those hands. As Jinx said something about beers she shook her head, <strong>"I don't care what you do in your free time Jinx, just don't get in too deep."</strong> she said, but the girl was off. <strong>"I have a feeling I should have looked a little more for a driver, but she seems to be someone who can handle herself..."</strong> She smiled at his closeness and tilted her head to look at him, <strong>"Most the women I hire are fire-starters for a reason. With the men we work with, you have to be able to handle yourself."</strong> she gave him a wink before looking to the guys on stage. The only one missing seemed to be Ember and he hadn't been himself lately. <br><br>Just then her assistant came in, dropping the box at Emily's feet. Her eyes moving over the mountain of man behind her before a smile came over her lips. <strong>"The shirts boss, if you didn't forget with...'</strong> The look on Emily's face silenced the woman though as she dug through the box handing Emily one of the tank tops with Sole Regrets logo splayed across the front, the Cities of their coming Tour displayed on the back. She admired the work before some of the waitresses came over, and started to find their size. <br><br><strong>"We need to order a few more, Security shirts and maybe some more badges just incase. maybe a couple extra for Jacob here."</strong> she added before she took a sip of her beer. Her assistant took off shortly after, saying something about the set up for the after party. Emily planned on leaving a little earlier than the group, to make sure everything was ready. Food, booze, music, it was going to be a hell of a party. Though she wasn't sure a pool was the best idea...given how drunk she was sure everyone planned on getting. A glance at her watch told her enough, it was getting close to time and the bar was going to start getting crowded. <strong>"If you'd like, I could use a hand in a bit, I'll leave during the 3rd set to set up for the party. You're welcome to join me. I have a few kegs I could use your muscles for."</strong> Emily said with a look at Jacob. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>30-06-2013, 02:51:28</strong>
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				Ember felt it too, that little jolt of power, that unexpected heat that ran up his arm and down his spine when they touched.<br><br>He nodded, then took a deep breath, offering Alex a brilliant smile, just managing to cover up his innate shyness.&nbsp; "Yeah, sorry," he muttered, taking a quick step back, figuring he'd made the other man uncomfortable by getting so close, and convinced he was the only one who'd felt that energy between them.<br><br>"You're always so busy," he said, lifting one hand up to rest on Alex's shoulder and squeezing gently. "You do a great job, Alex.&nbsp; I'm glad you're here."<br><br>He pulled his hand away only reluctantly, then pretended to look around the storeroom for whatever it was he'd been pretending to look for earlier.&nbsp; He didn't really want Alex to go, so he said the first thing that came to his mind.<br><br>"Thought I'd interrupted something when I came in,"he started.&nbsp; "I thought you two were about to..well..." He blushed again, then shrugged. "I'm....I'm really sorry about that if I did."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>01-07-2013, 04:40:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMyaCEzKYR5OUdmiNDbsXdt_dyzbY5C20-yRH-3n7Qicswz4Xr)</div>&nbsp; Her dark hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail and tonight she wore her contacts.&nbsp; It was the last night so she wore her tight denim shorts and cowboy boots, it wasn't her customary uniform but she was hoping for better tips. Right females were horrible tippers at the bar.&nbsp; However they would bring their guys she was sure and push them to the back as they oogled the band.<br><br>Elliott knew it was going to be a busy, long night, Pete's would be packed.&nbsp; Because of that she had all of her stuff sitting inside the foyer of her apartment ready to go in the morning.<br><br>The band was playing when she walked in, Elliott glanced toward the stage on her way to stash her bag.&nbsp; <strong>"Hey Lizzie." </strong> She waved to one of the other waitresses.<br><br>"Hiya El, there is a shirt in your locker, Pete says we have to wear them." &nbsp;The blonde pointed to the tank she had on with Sole Regrets logo on it. <br><br><strong>"Thanks,"</strong> Elliott stashed her bag pulling out the tank top after she entered the backroom off the kitchen.&nbsp; Grasping the hem of her Pete's tee she pulled it off to pull the SR tank on before anyone came in.&nbsp; It was tighter than she preferred but oh well.<br><br>Slipping back out into the bar Elliott set about her pre-shift duties, her eyes went to the stage.&nbsp; She hadn't had a chance to talk to Cord and there wouldn't be one tonight either she was sure.&nbsp; Elli smiled at the surprise she would be to him.<br><br>Even though her and Cord didn't talk much anymore Elliott had kept up with Sole Regret.&nbsp; She had a past with Cord and it was just that, a past.&nbsp; His sister, Shana and her had been friends in high school and she had fell for the older brother,&nbsp; Now they were just friends and she was happy he had found someone to make him happy.&nbsp; They were better friends than anything more it turned out.<br><br>Elliott filled a bucket with ice and fresh brews taking them over to set on the table that the bands new manager was sitting at. <strong> "Here's a round for when they finish up rehearsing."</strong>&nbsp; The mountain of muscles that stood guarding the table made her shiver.&nbsp; That was one big piece of man meat.&nbsp; Elliott giggled though wondering if he was making up for smaller things with body mass, before she turned away.&nbsp; Again her eyes fell on the stage where the band was warming up and for only a moment she wondered where Embers was.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 22:34:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br><strong>"Thanks." </strong> Alex wasn't sure what else to say when the man thanked him for being there and doing his job. <strong> "I try, after all I have to make you freaks look good up there."</strong>&nbsp; A broad smile accompanied with a chuckle spread across his lips.&nbsp; And there was that little jolt sizzling through him from the man's hand on his shoulder.&nbsp; Honestly there was nothing sexual there, it was just a friendly gesture.&nbsp; <br><br>Alex laughed this time. <strong> "Yea well if i was going to do sumptin, sumptin with her, which I wouldn't touch her, she is Cords girl... I would have waited till there was less a chance to be walked in on."</strong>&nbsp; And there he was spilling his guts to the guy.<br><br><strong>"Speaking of, you guys are going to blow the roof off this place tonight.&nbsp; Farewell show and all, Pete's will be packed and spilling out to the streets."</strong>&nbsp; Alex picked up a smoke machine,<strong> "Well unless this runs them all out."</strong>&nbsp; He laughed again before he turned toward the door.&nbsp; Alex stopped and looked back over his shoulder, <strong>"Maybe we can grab a drink sometime, not like we wont be seeing a lot of each other." </strong> His right eye dropped in a wink as he turned back and headed out toward the stage.<br><br><strong>"Here you go big guy, you're smoke machines, where would you like them to come in from?"</strong>&nbsp; Alex asked E.T. as the band finished up the song they had been playing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 15:01:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>It was hard to pry her eyes from the muscles, but Emily did just that as dropped off the next round. <strong>"Thanks, I'll try not to drink it all before they get done warming up."</strong> She gave the woman a smile and looked back to the two trouble makers playing pool. The guys were handsy, and if she was right one of them would end up with a pool stick up their ass by the end of the night for touching Rachel. For some reason, she didn't think it was Cord who would put it there. <br><br>It was Alex coming out with the smoke machine that caught her eye next. Making her way over to the stage she smiled, <strong>"Sorry, I thought you were just getting more extensions. We're going to hold off. Don't want to suffocate anyone on our farewell gig.</strong> Her eyes went up the the band taking in the scene of them warming up. A smile played over her lips. Yeah they'd worked their asses off to get to this point. She would make sure they got farther. <strong>"El's got rounds for you guys at the table, I'll order dinner, it's on me tonight."</strong> she said leaning on the stage. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 14:03:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div>&nbsp; E.T. had been watching the progress of a waitress he couldn't remember seeing before as she made her way from the bar to their table with a fresh bucket of beer.&nbsp; The tip of his tongue flicking over the lower edge of his upper lick as she bent over slightly to set the bucket in the center of the table.&nbsp; She was wearing a Sole Regret tank top with a design he hadn't seen before and really tight denim jean shorts from which could be seen the bottom most curves of her shapely rear.&nbsp; Part of his mind thinking he should find out from Emily who the new waitress was but most of him was really only taking in the full beauty of the stranger which he suddenly didn't want to be so much of a stranger.&nbsp; <br><br>"What?&nbsp; Oh... those..."&nbsp; E.T. finally muttered when he finally realized Alex was talking to him.&nbsp; "The boss..."&nbsp; Edward hardly had time to finish his sentence before Emily came like a shot out of a cannon towards the stage.&nbsp; <em>'Sorry, I thought you were just getting more extensions. We're going to hold off. Don't want to suffocate anyone on our farewell gig.'</em>&nbsp; Hooking his thumb towards Emily, "Yeah what she said.&nbsp; We'll just have to test them out at some point on the road before we get to the big apple." &nbsp;<em>'El's got rounds for you guys at the table, I'll order dinner, it's on me tonight.' </em> At the mention of a possible name to go with the mysterious woman whom he saw take drinks to the table, "El?&nbsp; who's that?"&nbsp; Then as the meaning of the last of her words struck him, "Dinner on you tonight... oh Hell Yeah!!!&nbsp; E.T. is eating Steak and Potatoes tonight!!!"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 20:53:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br><strong>"Well Hell's Bells." </strong>Alex said under his breath as he was informed he had dug out that smoke machines for nothing.&nbsp; At least someone didn't have their head up their ass. <strong> "Yes Ma'am, I'll pack these babies back away."</strong>&nbsp; It was a case of who did he listen too, Alex got the idea they all thought they were running this show.<br><br>He hefted the two boxes back off he stage and headed back toward the back room where the equipment was stashed.&nbsp; As he walked his eyes darted around he wondered if Ember had made his way out of the room yet or was he still there.&nbsp; He could only hope, at least he had gotten the nerve up to ask the man for a drink, that was a start in his book.&nbsp; <br><br>As he pushed the door open he was whistling some stupid song that was stuck in his head.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 20:58:50</strong>
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				(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord kept the little riff going, his eyes drawing a bit shut as he smiled at the sound of it. He leaned toward the mic a bit and decided to add in his own piece of the song for everyone to enjoy. He opened his eyes fully once more as he took a moment to get ready and then took one final breathe as he remembered the lyrics in his head.<br><br>Leave her<br>we will receive her<br>It is beyond your control<br>will you ever meet again<br><br>Devin<br>One of eleven<br>Who had been rendered unwhole<br>As a little child,<br>she was taken<br>and then forsaken<br>you will remember it all<br>Let it fill your mind again
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 00:13:12</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zps3810db65.jpg)<br><br>Ember was just trying to figure out what to say to the impromptu invitation (and what to make of it) when Alex left.&nbsp; He walked to the back of the room, fingers still tingling from where he'd touched the other man, then shoved his hands in his pockets.<br><br>"You idiot, you didn't say anything," he grumbled under his breath, not hearing the door open and Alex come back in.&nbsp; He was too lost in his thoughts to notice much else and kept talking.&nbsp; "You stand there like a fucking fool and he just asked you for...and you didn't answer and..."<br><br>Ember saw Alex then, and abruptly stopped mid-sentence.&nbsp; "Though you left?" he said, feeling a little sick.&nbsp; "But, um....yeah, we could grab something some time...if you wanted.&nbsp; Sounds like fun..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 02:02:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br>Alex stopped whistling when he heard Ember talking.&nbsp; For a moment he thought there might be someone else in there but if he was he didn't know.&nbsp; He didn't see anyone when he walked in deep enough to actually see Ember.&nbsp; <strong>"Yea we'll I guess my mind was changed on these monsters tonight."&nbsp; </strong>Alex chuckled. <strong> "The right hand doesn't know what the left is doing it seems."</strong><br><br><strong>"Cool."</strong>&nbsp; He opened the box putting the machines back into it and locking it up. <strong> "I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want too man."</strong>&nbsp; Alex nodded toward the door,<strong>"I think they are missing that bass line of yours out there Ember." </strong><br><br>Turning himself around he rested his back side on the edge of the wooden crate he just closed. <strong> "Name the time and I'll be there.&nbsp; Though probably not with bells on."</strong>&nbsp; He laughed, <strong>"I heard the lady boss is ordering dinner for you guys too, welcome to the big leagues my man."<br></strong><br><br>He couldn't help looking the bass player over, he seemed a little shy, not sure what to do with himself.&nbsp; That was hard to believe when the band was their way to making it. <strong> "Hey if you need anything just let me know."</strong>&nbsp; Like a blow job, a hand job or a slow fuck.... yea Alex had to give himself a mental shake and clasp his hands in front of his crotch.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 01:20:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div>E.T one ear on Cords riff the other on what was going on around the stage with watching Alex pick back up the smoke machines.&nbsp; "Sorry dude boss lady put the axe to the idea after I had already sent you to get them.&nbsp; So I guess that mean's she'll just have to pay for your dinner tonight as well for making you work extra hard when you really didn't need to."&nbsp; <br><br>When Cord finished up with his latest little solo riff E.T turned so that both Cord and Sticks could see him and said "All right how about a bit of fun before we hit the chow line."&nbsp; Clearing his throat a little he continued, "Gunter glieben glauchen globen pointing towards sticks as the last word trailed out of his lips.<br><br>Def Leppard - Rock Of Ages lyrics (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y4CZfac0N0E#)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 01:39:20</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zps3810db65.jpg)<br><br>Ember couldn't help it - his eyes dropped down to Alex's hands as they covered his groin and stayed there.&nbsp; He licked his lips, tried to push away a collection of mind porn he'd stored up with Alex as his co-star, then pulled his shirt down, making sure his own hard on was covered.<br><br>"Yeah, I should get my ass out there," he agreed with a nod.&nbsp; His fingers began twitching as they did when he got nervous, the air guitar always seeming to calm him down a little.&nbsp; Finally, he drug his eyes back up to Alex's face.<br><br>"I'm pretty hungry too."&nbsp; With that, he headed to the door, his heart feeling like it had jumped in his throat, but he stopped when he was next to Alex.&nbsp; "As for grabbing something...how about tonight?&nbsp; After the show?"<br><br>Before Alex could answer, Ember reached up and tugged lightly on a long, blond strand of the other man's hair.&nbsp; "Dust," he lied smoothly.&nbsp; He'd really only wanted to see if that stunning hair was as soft as it looked.&nbsp; "Must have been on the boxes you were digging around in earlier."<br><br>He smiled self-consciously, then paused.&nbsp; "After the show then?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 03:09:24</strong>
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				(https://img.youtube.com/vi/AhKWJN_BrFw/0.jpg)<br><br>Josh smiled as his hands moved, the band was far from a cover band but reality was doing covers was the bread and butter of bands, that would change of course and soon, besides when you first start playing with a band and developing your craft you went with what you knew , what you loved and listened to and then you tried to mirror it.<br><br>Such was the case with any def Leppard song , if he could one day be half as good as the 'Thunder God'&nbsp; Rick Allen that would be some achievement , he had't told the rest of the band that Jeff Rich had been to one of their gigs and told Josh up front that there was no difference when he played drums on a def leppard song and when the Thunder God did...and if any drummer knew , it was Jeff Rich.<br><br>Josh had kept that private endorsement to himself besides Josh knew there was still so much to learn ,the day he considered himself satisfied was the day he walked away from drums and he'd never do that, imagines of a ninety year old wearing a bandana and incontinence pants banging on a drum came to mind, and Josh smiled.<br><br>Partly because his eyes caught a good look at the firm arse of hot stuff leaning over a pool table and the image of the old man was replaced with her , naked, over the pool table with his foot long inside her pussy...the smile widened
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>15-07-2013, 17:00:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/9a5b76ef-a2f8-48ea-8a71-45d31791a048_zpsfe3101d9.jpg)</div> <br>Those blues would fall upon Emily's assistant as she entered with that large box of shirts.&nbsp; Jacob had fully intended to return to that massage, yet still he would give the assistant a wink as she looked him over.&nbsp; He wasn't truly arrogant, but he had put in hard work to gain the frame he now displayed.&nbsp; He could remember once being an awkward teen and tried hard to keep from exhibiting it now that he'd be around both his favorite band and such beautiful women for more than a few hours.<br><br>As the assistant slipped away, Jacob would move from behind the booth to table side, taking one of the larger Sole's Regret tees&nbsp; and holding it up for his own inspection.&nbsp; <strong>Very nice, Emily</strong> His hands would then grab the edge of the shirt he now wore, pulling it up and over his head.&nbsp; His body truly was chiseled, very well defined and adorned with tattoos.&nbsp; A large scar ran along his chest, a souvenir of a night here at Pete's Pub which got more than a little out of hand.&nbsp; Before he could put on the new shirt, Elliott would be bringing the fresh round to the table.&nbsp; Instinctively his gaze drifted over her from head to cowboy booted toe.&nbsp; His head would shake shortly after not wanting to appear lewd to her or in front of Ms. Browning though those tight denim <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"></span>shorts would definitely be drawing every male eye in the place tonight.<br><br>Jacob then pulled the Sole's Regret shirt over his frame, the tour dates appearing almost like a billboard stretched over his broad back.&nbsp; The shirt was tight but it fit him well enough and he would be glad to have a few more for the road.&nbsp; His attention moved back to Emily as she spoke about needing his assistance.&nbsp; He smiled and nodded, fighting that thought of having her alone for a little while.&nbsp; He knew it was unprofessional but each time he looked at her, professionalism was not what came to mind.&nbsp; <strong>I would be happy to lend you a hand...for anything you need.&nbsp; Just consider me yours for the using...</strong> He'd catch his tongue, his thoughts slipping out more than he wanted <strong>I will be there for whatever you need</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>Jacob then watched Emily move back toward the stage, taking charge of the situation though he did feel a little sympathy for Alex having to lug those machines back and forth.&nbsp; He took the time to glance over the room again, from the stage where the band was beginning to rehearse, sounding amazing as always, to the pool tables where he could just imagine those two drawing in those poor boys.&nbsp; Someone, possibly even him, would likely be tossing those guys out on their asses by the end of the night, but for now he'd just lean back against the booth, attention drifting back to Elliott at times as she went about her duties.&nbsp; He could hardly wait for the night to get started and he knew it was only the beginning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>16-07-2013, 17:18:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div><br>Alex's brow arched as he watched Ember with his eyes locked on his crotch where he was trying to cover his growing hard on.&nbsp; Damn but he had read him right.&nbsp; A smile spread across his lips as he watched the bassist run his tongue over his.&nbsp; Fuck he was going to have to play his hand right on this because Maddog knew nobody else knew that Ember was into guys, he was also pretty sure the man was a virgin in that regards.&nbsp; <br><br>He let the smile fade when Ember pulled his shirt down, hiding what Alex had already seen coming to life.&nbsp; He didn't want to make a wrong move here besides the man had a freaking big night before him. And the man was nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.&nbsp; <strong>"Yea before they come looking for you."</strong>&nbsp; Neither of them wanted that.<br><br>As Ember brought his eyes back to look at him Alex gave him a smile.&nbsp; Fuck the man was saying everything that was keeping him growing harder.&nbsp; <strong>"Yea you don't want to miss out on a free meal." </strong>&nbsp; Alex chuckled, food wasn't all that Ember was hungry for he knew.&nbsp; And he could think of only one thing he would like to have for dinner tonight.<br><br>Slowly Alex nodded, <strong>"Yea man after the show is good for me.&nbsp; Well after I get some of the shit packed up, shouldn't take long since we don't have it all out." </strong> Yea tonight was going to be an easy pack and he would make damn sure it was a quick on one his end of things. <strong> "So catch you at the after party then Rock Star." </strong> Alex didn't shy away from winking at Ember before he disappeared out of the back room door.<br><br><strong>"Holy fuck." </strong> Alex laughed as he gave his hard shaft a squeeze through his jeans.&nbsp; It was going to be a long night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 06:05:15</strong>
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				(http://i1321.photobucket.com/albums/u553/anorienparker/PS_zpsaa12f6e0.jpg)<br>Ember leaned against the wall and banged the back of his head against it a few times.&nbsp; Damn, but Alex was making him hornier than usual.&nbsp; Normally Ember was just too anxious to get close to the man, but tonight, he felt on top of the world and was in the mood to take a few chances.<br><br>Now, however, he was nervous - more nervous about his 'meeting' or 'date' or whatever the fuck it was that being on stage.&nbsp; At least he knew what he was doing there.&nbsp; Going out with another guy though???&nbsp; Well, it wasn't exactly his <em>thing</em>.&nbsp; Or, rather, it was, but no one knew it.<br><br>Fuck.&nbsp; He ran a hand over his eyes, made sure he was alone and reached down to adjust the not-so-little-problem Alex had caused.&nbsp; He had no way of knowing what Alex was thinking, but Ember knew it was going to be one fucking long night.<br><br>With a helpless sigh and knowing that Alex was too fucking sexy for his own good, Alex took a deep breath then went back out to find the rest of his band mates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 08:46:46</strong>
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				(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>Cord smiled and moved on to play the song, falling into it as he went. He wore the smile throughout it all, perfomance was a joy to him. He loved to play his music, even the tunes that made him sad or angry. He couldn't get over it. It was something for him that he would never tire of and he knew it. It was why he was so invested in the band, he could do this for a living and wanted more than anything too. He had a woman to keep him in line if he needed it as well, that never hurt.<br><br>He looked out over the crowd, already thinking of what the could play next to keep the crowd interested and happy. He was a bit of a perfectionist so he wanted to pick the best possible complement that he could for a song but he had one in mind and was sure that he really wanted to play. As the song ended, he moved right into the next, smirk on his face. <br><br><br>Alter Bridge - Metalingus lyrics (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdVaTlaMtkY#)
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 14:43:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div>As Cord finished up with the last lyric of the song he was singing E.T. signaled to Josh that he should pic the next and last practice song before they went to get something to eat.&nbsp; The group had long ago come up with their own set of hand signals to communicate with on stage without the audience knowing what they were talking about.&nbsp; And it had really come in handy at times.&nbsp; Especially when they had to make last minute change ups in their play lists.&nbsp; <br><br>Waiting for Sticks answer E.T. glanced over his shoulder out into pub itself hoping to catch sight of that pretty little waitress with the short blue jean shorts and pony tail.&nbsp; He wanted to be able to introduce himself that night and perhaps invite her to come with him to the after gig party.&nbsp; In a way she looked familiar but he couldn't begin to place where he had seen her before.&nbsp; But a hot woman like that... he was sure he would have remembered if he had met her at one of the gigs or there at the pub before.&nbsp; And it was really starting to bother him that he could not remember.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eiselmann</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 15:56:01</strong>
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				Black Sabbath - Paranoid (lyrics) (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-jDxJbOTEk#ws)<br><br>(https://img.youtube.com/vi/AhKWJN_BrFw/0.jpg)<br><br>Josh smiled, he had a habit of picking songs that had really good drum solos , the first time he chose Wipeout he'd actually had to play it on his own and then promise to be very selective about its use after that , there was a bit of paranoia about his more eclectic musical tastes, he couldn't help if his parents were 80s new wave freaks and still played Duran Duran albums at the drop of a hat. <br><br>Giving the signal for his selection he'd chosen safe ground a little Black Sabbath Paranoid.<br><br>His eyes went to the pool table and a smile touched his face , yeah he'd definitely be tapping that tonight but as his eyes flicked over the early arrivals he noticed a number of hot babes , including one that looked really familiar , at had the makings of a full on night and Josh loved three or four or more ladies at the same time, not even a horny slapper like his ex could keep up when Josh was in the mood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 17:46:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMyaCEzKYR5OUdmiNDbsXdt_dyzbY5C20-yRH-3n7Qicswz4Xr)</div> Elliott had finished up her prep work and the beginnings of the crowd was beginning to come in.&nbsp; Before long the place would packed and it would be hard to even get around to wait on people, she wasn't looking forward to that at all.<br><br>As much as she liked he band, which she did for various reasons listening to them warm up, playing from the hip was the best part for her.&nbsp; One never knew what they would come out with next.&nbsp; She stopped by a table, laying her tray on it as she watched them, Ember had made his way back up to the stage.&nbsp; Cutting her eyes toward the side, she saw one of he roadies step out of the back room to watch the warm up as well.&nbsp; Elliott bit the inside of her lip making a mental note on keeping tabs on that.<br><br>Reaching down into the pocket of her apron she pulled out her digital cam to take a couple of shots.&nbsp; They weren't going to be as good as the ones she used her good camera on but they would be a start and she had feeling she was going to have to rely on the small one as much if not more than her good one.&nbsp; <br><br>"Getting and early start aren't you?"&nbsp; Liz said as she came up to rest her arms on the back of one of the high stools.<br><br>Elliott smiled,<strong> "Isn't this where it all really begins, with a farewell show?&nbsp; They are closing out this chapter and moving on up." </strong> She bumped her hip against her friends as she has used her best diva voice.&nbsp; Liz and Pete were the only ones that knew why she was leaving fully.&nbsp; Elliott didn't need someone asking her to take a pic of this or email them that or asking for favors, she had a job to do to graduate and make a name for herself.<br><br>"I think the lead guitar is checking you out." &nbsp;Liz nodded toward the stage.<br><br>Elliott turned to look at the stage in time to see E.T. turn to look back at the drummer.&nbsp; <strong>"Right just because he was looking this way doesn't mean he was looking at me."</strong>&nbsp; Elli rolled her eyes, <strong>"Come on they will be starting to roll in."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 23:56:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay_zpsba700a8f.jpg?t=1371808678)</div><br>Jinx and Rachel were on a roll, they were down by 4 balls but the guys had yet to pick up on their skills. Her eyes surveyed the table and she could safely bet they guys were screwed in the next three to fours shoots. Mark was way passed drunk to even line up the balls correctly or was abusing his positions to peep at Rachel while Nick wouldnt stop staring at her like a juicy steak. She was starting to get irritated with him, <strong>Strike one</strong>. She turned her head to the stage every time the guys went to take a shot, which cause Nick to growl at her. She ignored it and smiled as the band played some pretty rock on songs that she had on her mp3 player. The music was awesome and couldnt help her body swaying to it every now and then to the beat. She could feel eyes on her besides Nicks and turned her head up, but couldnt see who was watching her. She shrugged it off as she saw her order up.<br><br>&nbsp;"Be right back, Im starving..." She set her pool stick aside, wishing later that she hadnt as she walked up to the bar and saw a waitress walk by in a kick ass Sole Regret t shirt. She tapped the girl shoulder and smiles, "Hey awesome shirt, where did you get it?" The waitress motioned to Emily and Jacob's table. She bit her lip and nodded unsure if she wanted to go back over and interrupt the two just for a shirt. No doubt she was a die hard fan for the band but she thought it best to wait unless... "Ill give you $20 bucks for it..." Jinx pulled candy and cash from her pockets as the waitress looked at her as if she asked for a crowned jewels of England. Jinx tilted her head to the side and showed her the money, the girl took the bill from her and went into back to change. The girl came back still wearing the shirt but handed her a folded up black shirt and her money. "Saw one in the back, one of the girls must of picked up two by accident." Jinx smiled and nodded taking the money but handing her an array from her candy stash. "Thanks, their the best fucking band, you totally made my day..." The waitress nodded with a smile and moved to serve her tables as Jinx finally made it to the bar.<br><br>&nbsp;She unfolded the shirt and let her fingers spread out over the letters as she laid it on the bar. She removed her shirt her back to the stage but the mirror in front of her displaying the full frontal view of her. She still wore her neon pink bikini top which held her very snugly in all the right places. On her back lyrics of one of Sole Regrets older songs from way back in the day was inked down to the small of her back in beautiful scripted letters. The song was her favorite, one that she listened to on repeat when she lost her sister. She pulled the shirt over her head and was happy to see that it fit her perfectly like a second skin. She smiled as she moved to get her order when a pair of hands caged her between the bar. Nick's voice purred over her and she had to try very hard not shiver in discussed. "You flashing the whole bar, or was that show just for me?" Jinx fisted her hands on the old wood and was about to speak when he shoved his body closer to her's pinning her to the bar. <strong>Strike two</strong>. She took a deep breath and licked her lips counting to ten, as he bent his head to her ear so only she could hear the nasty shit he wanted to do to her. "Why dont we get out of here baby, and Ill show you a good time..." He licked the shell of her ear, while his erection was pressed into her backside. Jinx was shaking, her knuckles turning white from the grip she had on the bar top,<strong>Strike three</strong>. His greasy hand groped up the back of her exposed thigh, which gave her the chance she needed. She turned her head and batted her smoky gray at him with a enticing smile that she would normally use in the bedroom. While he was transfix on her face she grabbed his wrist from her ass, swung out from his hold and slammed him into the wooden bar non to gently. Her other head gripped the back of his neck and laid his head on the counter top with a hard thud that knocked drinks over. Nick was stunned and tried to push her off with his free hand but stopped as Jinx's twisted his captured arm higher cause him to whimper in pain. "Now that I have your attention, lets get one thing straight. Im not going anywhere with you and your limp dick. You think your all that? Looking me up and down like Im yours to screw? Get a fucking clue, cause your not. If anything your going to be in deep shit in about three seconds when my girl Rachel sinks that last ball and wins out little bet." She pressed closer and smiles, "And if you havent noticed the band draws quite a crowd. I hope you two have deep wallets cause these girls are pretty thirsty." She backed away and released him as she grabbed Rachel's drink, her's spilling on her food. She glared at Nick loosing her appetite all together and moved back to the table.<br><br>Setting her girlfriend drink down she saw the game was almost over, she moved her hair out of its ponytail and let the red locks float around her shoulders and back. She was annoyed and upset at what had just happened but tried to not let it bother her too much as she watched the band to brighten her mood. Her smile was gone as she glanced a look over at Nick and his buddies who before where oogling at her, were now glaring. She could feel a fight about to brew but hoped the assholes would just leave and let the band have their night. She sighed and ran a hand threw her hair and letting the silky strands slip threw her fingers as she turned to Rachel. "Hey, cheek-ca, I may blow this and head home. Nicks a dick and I dont want to cause a riot on Sole's last night here." A sinking feeling dropped to her stomach at the thought of missing Sole Regret's last gig in its home town. But she would hate herself more if she started shit that would ruin their night. She was their driver, she should have handled that a lot better and hoped to God Emily didnt see her little fiasco at the bar, but knew that was a chance in Hell. She shook her head and bit her lip ring as she pulled out her phone to dial a cab to come get her. Before she could hit send, she took one last glance up at the band, mostly Josh up on his drums and how god like he was when he played. She could bet money on his hands being good at other things that should be banged.Pulling her mind out of the gutter, she came to the conclusion if she went home early her brother would be all over her on what happened to her and question her to no end and possibly making her quite her job as their driver. And even so she had yet to hear one Sole Regret song since she came. She really wanted to see the the bar come to life as the guys played and to be apart of it. She flipped her phone closed and decided to take a quick break outside to calm herself down and get her head together on what she was going to do. She motioned to the doors to Rachel with a five minute minute sign as she headed for the front doors quickly hoping Nick and his buddies wouldnt follow her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>19-07-2013, 00:54:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Emily smiled at the guys, her eyes filled with mischief as she walked back to the table. She felt a prank was in order, at least at some point tonight. Taking her seat she tilted her head at Jacob. <strong>"Anything eh? I may end up making you eat those words."</strong> Her tongue traced her lips lightly, moistening them as she noticed Jinx, her eyes narrowing as she confronted the guy at the bar. Nodding her head towards the scene she glanced Jacob. <strong>"Want to show me what those muscles can do. I really would hate to see anything screw up tonight."</strong> she said, wondering where Petes security was. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 15:58:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/9a5b76ef-a2f8-48ea-8a71-45d31791a048_zpsfe3101d9.jpg)</div> <br>Jacob would look up from his thoughts as Emily returned to the booth, his focus upon her as she spoke.&nbsp; A sly grin would appear at her words though it would quickly slip away as he read her expression.&nbsp; His head turned toward the bar as Emily motioned just in time to see Jinx still holding Nick at bay.&nbsp; A laugh would nearly erupt as he fully appreciated the way the girl had handled herself with her drunken admirer.&nbsp; Part of him wanted to catch up with Jinx as she walked out but he thought it better to give her some breathing space and Emily was correct.&nbsp; His job remained at the bar and it was far better to get a handle on the situation before it could get further out of hand.<br><br>With a nod he would be moving from Emily toward Nick and his friends, Jacob's body language likely visibly changing from being laid back and daydreaming about tonight to a more controlled anger. Domination pumped through those veins as he crossed the room, coming to a stop only inches away from Nick with that cold steel gaze locked upon him <strong>Is there a problem, boys?</strong> Nick and his friends would look Jacob over before Nick spouted off <strong>Just who the hell do you think you are, you overgrown ape!</strong> Jacob would remain expressionless, it wasn't about him, it was about making sure nothing put a hitch in the Sole's Regret farewell show.&nbsp; The pub had already begun to fill, the buzz starting as the band rehearsed.&nbsp; <strong>I think its time for you and your friends to get some air...</strong> Nick was obviously feeling ten foot tall and bulletproof, fueled by alcohol and probably a strong case of 'blue balls', and would step directly into Jacob's face, foul beer breath assaulting <strong>I think its time for you to sit down before I knock you down</strong> <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"></span> Jacob's head would shake at the stubborn jackass, quickly assessing just how tight Nick was with his friends and what they might do when he snatched Nick up by the neck and threw him out the door.&nbsp; Before he'd get the chance to find out, though, the pub owner would decide it was time to step in between Jacob and the others.&nbsp; Pete knew Jacob was a brawler but not really a troublemaker.&nbsp; Still, he couldn't afford to have anything happen inside his pub.&nbsp; <strong>Jake, take a step back, man, Dave and James should be here any moment, I pay them good money to keep the peace around here...and you guys, why dont you all go home, sober up a little and come back later, its Sole's Regret's last...</strong><br><br>Nick would snap toward Pete, once more acting before thinking <strong>Sole's Regret sucks!</strong> Nick's friends would realize he had overstepped with that, moving to force Nick toward the door before the entire Pub came down on their heads.&nbsp; Nick would glare at Jacob once more, as if to threaten to see him later, before pushing past him.&nbsp; Jacob would take a moment to smirk after the drunks had gone by but then the thought that Jinx was outside dawned on him.&nbsp; Turning on his heel, he would walk a few steps behind the guys, a reassuring wave to Pete's concerns.&nbsp; Jacob didnt intend to start anything but he didnt know if Jinx had left or just stepped outside and he'd not give Nick another chance at her.&nbsp; He had only met her for a moment, but she was a co-worker whom he'd be crossing the country with and, even more, he didn't like guys who didnt at least have some manners around women.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>20-07-2013, 16:35:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div>From his place on the stage E.T. glanced over at Josh.&nbsp; In the old days when they were first starting out the guys in the band weren't above leaving the stage to go and take care of an asshole or two who were messing with there friends.&nbsp; But he had to smile seeing that Jinx was more than capable of handling herself.&nbsp; <br><br>Wrapping up their last practice song E.T. set his guitar down on its holder, "That was fun as always guys.&nbsp; But we better go and grab something to eat while there is still time left.&nbsp; This place is already to fill up and there is still an hour or so left before show time.&nbsp; Just keep in mind that tonight no matter what happens out there on the floor we'll have to behave ourselves.&nbsp; No rumbling... at least not until after the show if it can at all be helped."&nbsp; <br><br>E.T. Picked up one of his towels he had sitting on a stool and wrapped it around his shoulders after wiping some of the sweat off of his head taking a moment to glare up at one of the stage lights.&nbsp; 'Evil things' he thought shaking his head as he hopped off the stage and made his way back to their booth.<br><br>Looking towards Emily as he sat down grabbing a beer from the center of the table.&nbsp; "Nice work sending Mighty Mouse to help Jinx out.&nbsp; I'll feel much better up there knowing we wont have to come down from the stage and bust some heads ourselves now that we have some muscle to back us up."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 20:50:12</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/PS.jpg)<br><br>Ember stepped quietly back into the restaurant.&nbsp; Everyone else was occupied, and he was able to slip in unnoticed...or so he hoped.&nbsp; <br><br>He sat down at the edge of the crowd, and simply watched everyone, wondering what they'd think of him if they knew the truth.&nbsp; Would they kick him out of the bad?&nbsp; And why the hell now, of all the times, did he have to fixate on someone so close to the band?<br><br>Ember's eyes traveled around the room, automatically looking for Alex, but he quickly stopped himself and tried to listen to his bandmates, hoping to pick up on what they were saying so no one would question where he'd been or why he looked like he was lost in another world.<br><br>That wasn't to say, however, he wasn't lost.&nbsp; No matter what he started to do, or who he tried to listen to, he was picturing Alex, naked and sweaty, and...<br><br><em>Fuck.</em><br><br>Ember shook his head and waved a hand up in the air.&nbsp; "Next round's on me!" he called out, then leaned back in his chair, doing his best just to blend in.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>25-07-2013, 18:50:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Emily had to admit. It was sexy watching Jacob work his muscles. Leaning back she crossed her arms under chest and watched until E.T. approached. Patting the spot next to her she moved over. <strong>"Mighty mouse eh? Better than Mickey I suppose.</strong> she gave a soft laugh, <strong>"We don't want your pretty face messed up Eddie."</strong> she said moving her hand up to pat him lightly on the face. Her eyes went over to Elliot and then back to the other guys. <strong>"I don't want our surprise ruined. Jinx and I have a good one planned."</strong> She said with a mischievous glint in her eye as she looked over to Ember. <strong>"Sounds good to me! I've got dinner though, unless you wanna cover that."</strong> she teased. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>26-07-2013, 17:02:33</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/PS.jpg)<br><br>Ember wondered if it was just his imagination, or if everyone knew what he'd been thinking.&nbsp; He felt like they were all looking at him a bit oddly, but then again, maybe he was just paranoid.<br><br>As his eyes traveled over each of his bandmates, he felt like the world's biggest shit.&nbsp; Why was he hiding this?&nbsp; He knew them better than to think they'd turn on him, or throw him out of the bad.&nbsp; Maybe the fans would have something to say, but these people, they were his brothers and sisters and he shouldn't have been keeping secrets from them.<br><br>He'd denied his own feelings for too long, and he wasn't getting any younger.&nbsp; He was determined to at least explore his desires with Alex, someone he felt he could trust, but deep down, he already knew he wanted the other man.<br><br>Now, if he could just grow a pair and go after him.<br><br>Ember shook his head when he heard his name, and make himself focus.&nbsp; He winked at Emily, then gave her a small mock bow.&nbsp; "I wouldn't dream of it," he grinned, looking and sounding more like his old self.&nbsp; "The honor is all yours, my dear."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 22:09:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay_zpsba700a8f.jpg?t=1371808678)</div><br>Jinx wasnt too far from the door, sitting on the curb sucking on a sour apple blow pop when she herd the familiar voices of Nick and his friends. She continued to ignore their presents as she waited for a reply text she had sent out earlier. They seemed to notice her and she could hear their rude comments about her being a Sole's stage slut. She growled and glared at them from where she sat and saw Nick grab his junk and flip her off. She retaliated by sticking her middle finger in her mouth in a gagging manner as if the offer sickened her, which it did. Nick was about to jump at her but was stopped by one of his buds and pulled him back to the car. She turned her head and saw Jacob watching the group and couldnt stop the smile the beamed on her face. "Not even on the road yet and your already saving my ass from trouble. I must say Emily sure knows how to pick'em." She turned her head at the loud roar of an engine as it pealed out of the parking lot and onto the street. She giggled to herself and stood spanking the dirt off her ass with what looked to be black smeared hands as she sucking on her sucker. "Totally worth it..." A sparkle was in her eye as she started back to the bar's main doorway and waited for Jacob to return with her. What they didnt know was not only was she a great driver but also a pretty kick ass mechanic as well. Working in her brother's garage for a number of years gave her enough knowledge of the inner workings of a car that she could put one together herself if she wanted too. She hoped Nick's car the best as she had stole the radiator cap and drained most of his fluid before they came out to catch her in the act. She winked at Jacob and moved back inside innocent as rain as she walked to the bar for a drink, deciding to stay for the rest of the night and have a good time with Rachel and the band. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>31-07-2013, 17:21:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMyaCEzKYR5OUdmiNDbsXdt_dyzbY5C20-yRH-3n7Qicswz4Xr)</div> As the music stopped Elliott glanced over her shoulder toward the stage, she watched the band hop off and head toward their designated table.&nbsp; She would give them time to settle in before heading over to get their dinner orders.<br><br>"How did you get so lucky, I mean you got their table tonight and you are leaving with them tomorrow.&nbsp; Life is so not fair." &nbsp;Liz said as she slid up beside Elliott who was standing at the bar for an order.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Green is so not your color Lizzy."</strong>&nbsp; Elliott laughed bringing her attention back around to her friend.&nbsp; <strong>"Its called a job.&nbsp; I need to do this to graduate."&nbsp; </strong><br><br>Liz called out her order to the tender the looked at Elliott. &nbsp;"Well who knows, holed up on that big bus of theirs with them, for who knows how long.&nbsp; You might get luckier then."&nbsp; She bumped her with her hips letting her eyes twinkle.<br><br>"O.M.G.&nbsp; I so can't believe you said that." &nbsp;Elliott shook her head, the tip of her ponytail whipping from side to side.&nbsp; <strong>"It so won't be like that.&nbsp; I am not interested in a rock star."</strong>&nbsp; She rolled her eyes.&nbsp; <strong>"Seriously Lizzy, I can't believe you would think that."</strong><br><br>Liz was laughing, "Come on Elli you have to live a little, they are rock stars, soon to be rock gods and you won't be able to escape them.&nbsp; So you might as well have some fun, its only sex.&nbsp; Not saying you are looking for long term but damn girl it would be nice to say you fucked a rock star." &nbsp;Liz picked up her tray and hurried off before she could hear Elliott's response, she could guess what it would be.<br><br><strong>"Right like I want sex with someone that has been with half of San Diego."</strong>&nbsp; Elliott said to herself with a slight shudder.&nbsp; She picked up her own tray and turned around, her eyes went to the band's table first.&nbsp; <strong>"Right...."</strong> she let out a sigh and headed to drop off the order she had.<br><br>With that done she made her way over to the table of the band. <strong> "Okay boys.&nbsp; Ready to order dinner?"</strong>&nbsp; She pulled her pad and pen out, trying not to look at them much, she could feel her cheeks burning lightly thinking of what Lizzy had said.<br><br>&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div>&nbsp; Alex hung back as the band finished warming up.&nbsp; When they set their instruments down he was up on the stage and rearranging things just a little, shifting a monitor to the left a tad, moving a guitar stand back a few inches to give the band more room to move around.&nbsp; <br><br>He cut his eyes to the side to see Ember's leaning nonchalantly back in a chair with a slight smile on his lips.&nbsp; He groaned, thinking of those lips around his shaft.&nbsp; <strong>"Down boy."</strong>&nbsp; With a shake of his head he finished up on stage and headed toward the bar to grab a drink.&nbsp; His mind racing over his after show meeting?&nbsp; Date?&nbsp; Hook up?&nbsp; Hell he didn't know.&nbsp; They were getting drinks, he knew, he didn't think it would stop there though.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Devilyn Sydhe</strong> on <strong>03-08-2013, 17:15:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1076.photobucket.com/albums/w448/KalebHyde/9a5b76ef-a2f8-48ea-8a71-45d31791a048_zpsfe3101d9.jpg)</div> <br>Jacob's blues would narrow upon Nick as he noted his lewd actions before even noticing Jinx on the sidewalk.&nbsp; He had given the group a bit of distance as to not incite anything further inside the pub, but that didn't mean he would not be driving Nick's face into the concrete if he took another step in her direction.&nbsp; He understood she could handle herself as he had just watched her do it.&nbsp; The point was that she wouldn't have to.&nbsp; He was dead set on keeping everyone safe while at the same time not hovering over anyone like an old mother hen.&nbsp; He wasn't her father or her brother, but still he couldn't help but feel a need to protect.<br><br>His attention then turned to Jinx as Nick's friends saw the wisdom in taking the man elsewhere.&nbsp; Jacob flashed a grin as he muttered <strong>Some guys just don't know when to quit...</strong> though part of him could hardly blame Nick.&nbsp; Jacob fought the urge to allow those blues to travel over Jinx's body as she spoke, not wishing to place himself on Nick's level to her though he fully agreed Emily knew how to choose people.&nbsp; He could not help noticing the black now on her hands but before he could ask, his attention was drawn toward the car tearing out of the lot.&nbsp; Light laugh as he once more thought to himself Jinx really might be a heartbreaker.&nbsp; He'd turn back in time to see that mischief inspired wink though he'd bite his tongue.&nbsp; Following her inside, his gaze would feast for only an instant when he thought she might not catch him, lowering down her spine to that perfect bottom.&nbsp; Flash of just what it might be like to press up tightly behind her without those shorts between them quickly shaken from his mind.&nbsp; Professionalism was going to be key on this trip...and so very hard to maintain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 03:07:31</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/PS.jpg)<br><br>Ember forced himself to keep his eyes off Alex, though he had to admit, he had stolen a look or three as his back was turned while he was on the stage adjusting their instruments.&nbsp; Oh, but he was adjusting more than one of Ember's instruments without even realizing it.<br><br>Ember blinked back and focused on his bandmates, keeping up with the conversation and contributing when he could.&nbsp; He refused to let himself look for Alex, but he was counting the minutes until they saw each other later that evening.<br><br>He managed to act fairly relaxed, ordering his meal, then laughing and joking as they waited for the food to be served.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>28-08-2013, 03:11:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/3144492_orig.jpg)</div> Polishing off the last of his beer E.T. stands and smiles at Elli who had been serving them during their dinner.&nbsp; "It was a pleasure to meet you Elli.&nbsp; If your interested Emily has cooked up what she calls a fantastic party for us after the gig.&nbsp; I'd like to see you there."&nbsp; Then looking at each of his band mates in turn.&nbsp; "Well my friends here it is our last gig here in our hometown before our whirlwind tour.&nbsp; Lets go give all these people what they came for and bring the house down."<br><br>Up on the stage with everyone set up and ready to rock E.T. grabs the mic pointing out towards the audience, "Are you ready to Rock?!?! (after the screams and applause dies down somewhat) Good because we are.&nbsp; Four years ago today a small obscure group hit this very stage for the first time and this has been our home ever since.&nbsp; And now here on the eve of our first whirlwind tour we once again come together to play for you our family and friends."<br><br>"And tonight we'd like to start by playing one of our favorite Jams!!!" <br><br>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKhTk0IynHM<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>29-08-2013, 21:32:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMyaCEzKYR5OUdmiNDbsXdt_dyzbY5C20-yRH-3n7Qicswz4Xr)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;As the men seemed to be finishing up Elliott had made her way back over to their table to begin gathering up some of the dishes to get them out of the way.&nbsp; It had been a surprise when E.T. had actually introduced himself to her, that small action had made her smile, he truly didn't remember her, she had even caught the smirk that Cord had on his face.&nbsp; <br><br>So now that he was more or less inviting her to the after party she was even more surprised.&nbsp; Elliott didn't see herself as his type at all and besides he could have any female in here.&nbsp; And probably would before the night was through. <strong> "We'll see, I kind of volunteered to help with clean up after this huge crowd in here.&nbsp; You know sweep up panties and remove bras from the stage and rafters and all that."</strong>&nbsp; Okay now she was blushing.&nbsp; She couldn't believe she had just said that to Eddie Swanson of Sole Regret.&nbsp; Elli did manage to give him a smile though as he turned to make his way to the stage with the rest of the band.&nbsp; She wasn't sure but she thought she heard him laugh as he turned away, she knew his smile has widened.&nbsp; <br><br>The sound in the room became deafening after E.T. talked to the crowd, the applause was like thunder.&nbsp; That baritone voice of his didn't help things either, she was sure more of the women there were already creaming their panties if they were even wearing any at all.&nbsp; Some of those were questionable and to think when the lead singer took over it would become even worse.&nbsp; <br><br>Elliott stood there, her tray sitting on the table, it was full and waiting to be emptied.&nbsp; "Can you believe this crowd?" &nbsp;Lizzy sided up to her.&nbsp; &nbsp; "You know he wants you right?&nbsp; I overheard he invited you to the after party.&nbsp; You need to go El.... we'll be fine here."<br><br>With a shake of her head Elliott leaned in so that Lizzy could hear her over the beat of the music and the cheers, <strong>"There will be plenty of them I can go too."</strong><br><br>"And tonight is the first one, when the music stops your shift ends.&nbsp; Pete already okayed it."&nbsp; Lizzy laughed when Elliott gave her that stern look, leaning in she hugged her friend.&nbsp; "Go enjoy, you start working again tomorrow." &nbsp;<br><br><strong>"I hate you like a sister Liz."</strong>&nbsp; Elliott hugged her back, glanced at E.T. on the stage one more time before picking up her tray, taking to empty it and get back to waiting tables.&nbsp; She was going to miss this place but as one door closes another opens and Elliott was both excited and scared to death of the next path she was embarking on.&nbsp; Really?&nbsp; Her on tour, recording the life of a rock band with Sole Regret.&nbsp; On their bus, up close and personal, the good and the bad.&nbsp; Yea excited and scared.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 18:02:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div>&nbsp; <br><br>After the band started to play Alex had to jump on the back of the stage and make a couple of minor adjustments.&nbsp; It was usually this time that he went outside or to the back room to hang out and do his own thing.&nbsp; Tonight he didn't do that, he didn't want too.<br><br>Satisfied with all that was going on, that everything was adjusted he flipped a chair around beside the soundboard, resting his forearms across the back, he flicked the tongue stud he had in over his teeth before catching the brunette waitress in the short shorts and cowboys boots asking for a beer.<br><br>Leaning over to the FOH soundboard operator Alex said, <strong>"They sound fucking awesome tonight."</strong> All he got was a nod in return.&nbsp; Sure he was listening, he was watching the way that Sole Regret worked the crowd but his eyes kept going to the bass guitarist.&nbsp; That man made him smile, he knew exactly how tonight was going to go, he had an agenda.&nbsp; That Embers might go along with it, he didn't let cross his mind.&nbsp; He had read the man and knew he was right.&nbsp; Yep a drink after the show and them a little sumptin, sumptin.&nbsp; Alex nudged the FOH soundboard operator to get their attention, <strong>"Tell Embers he sounds fucking hot at the small break between songs." </strong> He was given a no way look.&nbsp; Alex pulled out a twenty and held up.&nbsp; <strong>"Please?" </strong> There was no containing the smile on his lips.<br><br>The twenty was snatched out of his hand and shoved into a pocket as he sat there, not taking his eyes from the stage. As the music died down between songs, he got a sideways look from the one beside him and he knew it was done, he had passed the messaged a long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 00:36:28</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/pauls.jpg)Embers got lost in the music, head hanging forward and long, dark hair half hiding his face as he let his fingers do the talking.&nbsp; It was a welcome relief from the anxiety of what his life off stage had turned into, though he could still feel Alex's eyes on him as he played.&nbsp; Instead of making him nervous though, it seemed rather hot. If there was one place in all the world where Embers felt at home and in his element, it was making music, so if he was ever to make a good impression on Alex, he knew it was now.&nbsp; <br><br>At a short break between songs, the soundboard operator, who usually only talked tech to them, very quietly paid him a compliment.&nbsp; Embers looked up questioningly and saw Alex sitting by the man, and knew instantly the words had belonged to Alex.&nbsp; Embers flashed a wide, honest smile to the blond, and gave a slight nod of his head.&nbsp; His eyes lingered and his fingers played a short rift just for Alex.&nbsp; <br><br>Embers felt a heat in the pit of his stomach as their eyes met and he winked at the man, feeling better about everything than he had in a long time, and finally looked away when the next song started.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>02-09-2013, 17:20:23</strong>
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				(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/Lead_Singer-1.jpg)<br><br>He found it hard to stop smiling as they played, the songs seemed to flow through him and let him get lost in the performance, he loved the idea of it, he loved the feel of it. He had never been able to get enough of performing, music was like a piece of him that he couldn't live without but he wasn't surprised that he loved it the way he did, it was one of the few ways he could release his emotion that really came with no consequences for him. He knew there were fans for all types of songs, he did his best to put his emotions into each and every song that he played.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>04-09-2013, 00:48:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/eb/971162_346387098825211_1125263257_n.jpg)</div> At the end of the bands latest song E.T. pulled off his tank top and threw it out into the audience and swung is guitar back over his shoulder.&nbsp; Grabbing his mic from off the stand, "Everyone having a good time?!?!" &nbsp;The place erupts in loud screams and whistles. &nbsp;"What's that I didn't hear you?!?!"&nbsp; One would not have thought it possible but the screams doubled in volume. &nbsp;"Alright now that's what we love to hear.&nbsp; Ok so now we have one more for this set before we go and take a little breather&nbsp; hope you all enjoy!" <br><br>Turning towards the side Edward looked at each of his band mates in turn with a wide grin spreading across his features before starting in with the first riffs of the song.&nbsp; Head bobbing E.T. moved about the stage putting on a grand show for the audience.&nbsp; One moment standing back to back with the Embers, then next facing Sticks as he played out the beat before moving back over towards Cord as their lead singer did what came perfectly natural.&nbsp; Finally with a flourish of motion E.T. was back again front center stage playing his heart and soul out for the audience.&nbsp; Every now an then catching a glimpse of Elliot as she moved about the tables.&nbsp; Seeing her made him smile wondering if she would take him up on his offer to go to the party.&nbsp; Yeah she had said she had to stay and clean up but come on really?&nbsp; And miss what was sure to be one of the largest parties in the history of San Diego?&nbsp; Nah she'd be there if not for him she'd be there just for bragging rights and being able to say yeah I was there.&nbsp; <br><br>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WTth7Ti_aGE<br><br>After the song was over E.T placed his guitar back in its stand, "Thanks a lot everyone you've been great!&nbsp; That's it for our first set we'll be back in a hour for the next one.&nbsp; Now someone catch me I'm ready for a drink!" &nbsp;Without even bothering to wonder if someone would catch him or not E.T. turned and let himself fall backwards off the stage where he was caught and lifted over the audiences heads as they passed him and over hand towards the bands waiting table.&nbsp; As the last ones in the line set him on his feet E.T shook hands with some of the guys and gave hugs to some of the gals who were standing near the table as he slid into the booth next to Emily with a wide grin on his face.&nbsp; "Well boss how'd we do?&nbsp; And where's the beer?" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Lunarius</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 15:08:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii89/CowGoil08/600full-candice-swanepoel.jpg)</div><br>Emily sat back as the guys started in. This was going to be kick ass. Already the crowd was riled up! She felt her excitment building even, she'd seen them do this often enough she wasn't sure why she wanted to jump up and dance with some of the other girls. Instead she contained herself smiling and whistling out to them as they played on. Her partying would come tonight, right now she was studying them. Watching for anything she'd need to adjust later on. Taking a sip of her beer she closed her eyes, the music pounding her skull perfectly. <br><br>Raising up she sat on the back of the booth seat and watched the show, hell yes this trip was going to make or break them. She would make sure it made them. Rolling her eyes as E.T. tossed his tank out to the crowd she watched in amusement as they played their hearts out, watching the two girls who'd caught his shirt argue over it before some other woman grabbed it and ran to the crowd for cover. As the next song started she knew her fun was about over for an hour or so. She needed to run off to make sure the party was set up. Then again, if Jacob was coming along...Things would be more fun. <br><br>Finishing her beer as they closed out their last song of the set she shook her head. Her father was going to eat his words. <strong>"It wasn't bad at all,"</strong> she started slipping into the booth. <strong>"But I only think half them wet themselves with excitement."</strong> she teased resting her elbows on the table waving for Eli. <strong>"You're all kicking ass and taking names tonight. I'll be heading out soon to make sure that everything is set up the party, text you guys the address when I get there and party our asses off. Sound good?"</strong> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 16:57:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMyaCEzKYR5OUdmiNDbsXdt_dyzbY5C20-yRH-3n7Qicswz4Xr)</div> They were almost to the bulging limit of the pub Elliott knew as she made her way through the crowd taking orders and delivering them.&nbsp; Though honestly it was more the ones in the back that drank during the show, no one else wanted to take a chance of missing anything or losing their spot.&nbsp; <br><br>"He's watching you." &nbsp;Liz had told her when they were both at the bar picking up orders.<br><br><strong>"And just why are you watching him so much?&nbsp; Hmmmmm?"</strong>&nbsp; Elliott laughed at the look that her friend gave her.<br><br>"Just watching out for you girlie because I know you won't."&nbsp; Liz stuck her tongue out at the other girl before turning to leave the bar.<br><br>Rock Bands were so not her thing.&nbsp; Yes she knew who Sole Regret was and yes she knew who some of the others were but she more than not listened to country.&nbsp; It wasn't all about losing your girl, your dog or your job and she kept to her roots by usually wearing her boots.<br><br><strong>"Yo Doll....."</strong> the tender set two buckets on the bar in front of her. <strong> "Bands thirsty." </strong> Along with that he sat her order there as well.&nbsp; <br><br>Great this crowd, now ordering bar food and drinks and making dashes to the bathroom and she had to carry both orders at once.&nbsp; Elliott filled her tray and got it up and then picked up the two buckets of brews.&nbsp; At least they were in buckets so made it carrying them much easier.&nbsp; <br><br>The guy's table were on her way so Elliott went that way first.<strong> "Great set guys." </strong> Elliott said as she leaned over the table a little to set their drinks down.&nbsp; And as she straightened back up her eyes went to E.T.'s and an over zealous groupie behind her knocked into her trying to get to the band, knocking Elliott forward and spilling her tray of drinks over he table and more so over E.T.'s sweat drenched torso.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 17:36:49</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/pauls.jpg)<br><br>As Embers leaned back up against ET, he closed his eyes and felt the music running through them both.&nbsp; He looked up as his bandmate moved away and for the first time in years, he searched the crowd for one person in particular.&nbsp; Of course, with the lights and mad crowd waving and dancing and carrying on, he didn't see the man he was searching for, but he felt pretty sure Alex was somewhere out there.&nbsp; Embers smiled as he told himself that maybe, just maybe, Alex was looking at him.<br><br>~*~<br><br>As they all gathered around their table, Embers was his old self.&nbsp; He was determined to put Alex out of his mind for the moment and enjoy his friends, though every time someone yelled his name, he quickly wondered if it might be Alex.&nbsp; He laughed and joked with the rest of the band, and for the most part, didn't think of anything except what a good time he was having that night already.<br><br>Before he ate or drank anything, though, he had to take a piss, and made his way to the bathroom, looking for the man who would be his 'date' in a few hours.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>05-09-2013, 22:40:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div>&nbsp; Alex had sat there in that chair turned around and watched the band through their first set.&nbsp; As much as he expected something more, he was glad that Embers had taken the remark well, it had made the man smile.&nbsp; Oh Alex knew exactly how tonight was going to go, that wink, that small riff the man had played out of order said more than any words had.<br><br>Alex could watch Embers all night long.&nbsp; The man was lost in his music, it was sweated out of every pore when he played.&nbsp; He was quiet on stage more so than the other members but you couldn't deny he was there.&nbsp; Alex had to reach down to adjust himself before the set was over. <strong> "Hey thanks man."</strong>&nbsp; He clapped the FOH soundboard operator on the shoulder as he swung his leg off the chair. <br><br>As the band made their way toward the table Alex fought the crowd to climb up on the back of the stage.&nbsp; He had guitars to put back where they went, adjust mics, amps and monitors.&nbsp; <br><br>All said and done Alex jumped off the other side of the stage, staying to the edge of the crowd he headed for the men's room, just as he saw Ember's headed that way.&nbsp; Alex smiled, he paused, letting his mind work for a moment, arguing with himself if he should go on in or let it go for now.<br><br>Going in won, Alex pushed the door open, stepped inside with a smile.&nbsp; He had let the door close softly, the music pumping thorugh the sound system helped to mask that click.&nbsp; Embers had already assumed the position one hand on the wall, the room was not that well lit as Alex slipped over behind the man, wrapped a hand around his waist, wrapping his fingers around Embers. <strong> "You are fucking on fire tonight."&nbsp; </strong>What he wanted to do was turn the man around and run his hands over that thick mat of hair under that black sleeveless tee he had on.&nbsp; That would have to wait though, just the same Alex pushed his hips forward so that the bass player would feel the outline of his shaft through his ripped jeans.&nbsp; Then he let go and stepped back, he had made his point.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>12-09-2013, 17:22:03</strong>
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				Embers didn't notice the door open or close, his mind was on the music, replaying everything in his mind, reliving the madness, the energy and...well, trying to will away the hard on he'd gotten as his mind drifted off to what would hopefully happen later that night.&nbsp; He startled when someone touched him, then turned just enough to see who it was.<br><br>Fuck if it wasn't his own personal wet dream here, alone with him in the men's room!<br><br>Embers froze for just a minute, but then his usual, somewhat wicked smile turned on and he curled his fingers around Alex's.&nbsp; "Thanks," he said in a voice that sounded absolutely nothing like his own.&nbsp; He cleared his throat, then faced Alex, not letting go of his hand.<br><br>"The little message you sent...I liked it," he said quietly.&nbsp; "And I'm sure you caught the riff I played just for you?"<br><br>He was still high from the adrenaline rush he'd had on stage, and most of his barriers, even his shyness, were down.&nbsp; Embers lifted his free hand and curled a lock of long, blond hair around his index finger.&nbsp; "I've been looking forward to our....coffee...all night."&nbsp; As he spoke, he moved closer without even realizing it.&nbsp; He was feeling confident now; if Alex wasn't interested, he wouldn't have been so close, wouldn't have taken his hand.&nbsp; "Do you have any idea how fuckin' hot you are, Alex?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>15-09-2013, 01:50:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;Oh that wicked smile with those twinkling eyes Alex knew made many a girl cream her panties and offer herself up to this man.&nbsp; And he knew that Embers had partaken in the offerings.&nbsp; He also knew it was a front, moreso now then ever before.<br><br>The corner of Alex's mouth quirked up, <strong>"I thought you might.&nbsp; They were only the truth.&nbsp; You are on fire tonight up there."</strong>&nbsp; Okay so color ever to lightly colored his cheeks, though in the lighting of the men's room, it would be hard to see he was sure.&nbsp; A fact he was thankful for as he nodded slowly.&nbsp; <strong>"Yea man I caught it, thanks."</strong>&nbsp; There were no second thoughts that this could blow up between them, it was a go and it was going to be more than an drink after the show.<br><br><strong>"Yea but do you have a fucking clue how good I am going to make you feel?"</strong>&nbsp; She wasn't a part of Alexes DNA.&nbsp; Before he gave the man a chance to answer his rhetorical question Alex reached up, his hand cupped the back of Ember's head, his fingers threading through the mane of dark hair as he pulled him closer.&nbsp; There was no other thought than capturing the man in a lip lock he wouldn't soon forget and he did just that.&nbsp; His lips smashed against the bass player's mouth, crushing them to his own as he pushed his way between them.<br><br>He might look young but he knew what he wanted and he usually went after it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 19:54:25</strong>
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				(((will insert pic next time..photobucket is being prickly)))<br><br>Ember's eyes closed with pleasure as Alex pulled him close.&nbsp; He might have been shocked as all hell, but his body certainly knew how to react.&nbsp; Ember's hips rocked forward, and his arms wrapped around Alex as if they were made to be there.&nbsp; Their bodies were flush and his head turned to the side, allowing Alex even deeper access.&nbsp; A low moan filled the room and the guitarist was surprised to learn it was his own.<br><br>The kiss lasted forever, yet not long enough.&nbsp; When they finally pulled away, Ember wasn't worried about who might see them (because, really, hadn't he been in the closet long enough??) or what might happen after the kiss.&nbsp; <br><br>When they broke for air, his eyes were dark and there was a definite bulge in his jeans, one that Alex couldn't help but notice.<br><br>"Fuck, Alex," he said, not moving away.&nbsp; "Was I that obvious?&nbsp; I've been wantin' to do that forever...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>23-09-2013, 20:15:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div>&nbsp; Oh he felt the man moving in against him, he knew that Ember wanted this, he needed it like he didn't need anything else in his life.&nbsp; There was a lot hinging on this kiss, more for Ember than for Alex.<br><br>Embers was lost to him, Alex could feel it the way the man tilted his head to let him in deeper, the way he pushed his hips against Alex's or maybe that was the other way around and Alex was pinning the man, either way it fucking worked.<br><br>Pulling back from the kiss Alex let his hand fall from Ember's hair, he took a couple of steps back, letting his blue eyes roam the sensual man in front of him.&nbsp; Yea Alex wanted him, this was going to be a long night he was sure.<br><br>His chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing, he reached a hand up to brush the long blond hair out of his eyes.&nbsp; At Ember's first words Alex's brow shot up, along with the corner of his mouth.&nbsp; Then he chuckled. <strong> "Only to me Tony, only to me.&nbsp; I told you that you were fucking on fire man."</strong>&nbsp; He gave a slight gesture to the front of Ember's low riding jeans. <strong> "You need to get that thing under control man before someone sees."</strong>&nbsp; His own was pressed against the fly of his jeans, he was sure the teeth of the zipper were embedded into the flesh.&nbsp; That's what he got for going commando<strong> "I think you have time."</strong>&nbsp; He reached down to adjust his own bulge, hoping to give a little more room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 04:15:38</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/PS-2.jpg)<br><br>Embers was breathing hard as he looked down and saw his own hard length making itself known.&nbsp; There would be no walking out with that.&nbsp; He licked his lips and looked at Alex again.&nbsp; "Fuck, Alex," he murmured, reaching down hesitantly to squeeze Alex's erection.&nbsp; An absolutely ridiculous grin touched his lips.&nbsp; "That's for me...?"<br><br>He was still blushing a little, but he was getting slightly bolder.&nbsp; "And how would you suggest we take care of this not-so-little problem?" he asked, squeezing the denim-encased cock he was so curious about.&nbsp; <br><br>It was difficult to believe this was happening...he'd wanted Alex for so long but figured the other man was just toying with him.&nbsp; Sure, Embers got plenty of attention....from the ladies.&nbsp; He paused, curling one finger under Alex's chin and lifting his face a little.&nbsp; "Hey, this isn't some kind of game to you is it?&nbsp; No one put you up to....to all this?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>01-10-2013, 22:54:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp;Oh that he had Ember's panting already and hadn't really done more than touch him was a fucking good sign to Alex.&nbsp; He had been totally right about the man, he wanted him in the worst way.&nbsp; And Alex was going to let him have him or more so he was going to have Alex, though he didn't mind it either way.&nbsp; <br><br>Ember's holding back as long as he has though, he wasn't sure the man was up for doing the riding.&nbsp; Alex hissed as the bass player with those long talented fingers of his his squeezed his erection through his jeans.&nbsp; <strong>"Do you see anyone else that it would be for." </strong> God if the man kept up Alex was going to cum down his leg.&nbsp; He knew what was hidden beneath that shirt and he was itching to get his fingers into that mat of dark hair on the man's chest.&nbsp; To follow his happy trail down to the pot of gold at the end.&nbsp; Fuck he was hard, the teeth to his jeans was most certainly cutting into the delicate skin.<br><br>Leaning back against the sink still within reach Alex crossed his arms over his chest and had a cheshire cat smile.&nbsp; <strong>"Well you could take matters into your own hand and let me watch."</strong>&nbsp; Even in the dim light of the men's room Alex's eyes twinkled.<br><br>But what the man said next took all the air from his sails.&nbsp; He let his arms drop back to his side.&nbsp; <strong>"No man, no one put me up to this." </strong> Alex shook his head, <strong>"I didn't even know if you would go with it."</strong>&nbsp; And that was the truth.&nbsp; <strong>"I haven't told anyone either, this is between me and you until you say differently."</strong>&nbsp; Alex was smart enough to know that Embers wasn't going to be able to keep such a thing from the rest of the band for long, especially after tonight and whatever happened.&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"Or you can tuck it away and save it for later, I promise to take care of it."&nbsp; </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nim</strong> on <strong>02-10-2013, 02:40:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/eb/971162_346387098825211_1125263257_n.jpg)</div> "Party our asses of eh... sounds great to me Emily but why are you being so secretive about the local of this party?&nbsp; Surely it wouldn't hurt to let us know where its going to be now."&nbsp; E.T. said as he scooped up a handful of pretzels to much on while he waited for both her answer and their drinks to arrive.&nbsp; <br><br>The guitarist looked up hearing Elliot say, 'Great set guys'.&nbsp; He was about to respond when suddenly his torso was soaked with the drinks they were supposed to be enjoying.&nbsp; The ice in the bucket sliding down his wash board abs and directly into his lap.&nbsp; He had not seen that it was the fan bumping her that had caused the accident.&nbsp; All he could do was stand trying to wipe off the ice and beer from off his chest and abs.&nbsp; The liquids making their way down his pant legs.<br><br>Looking into Eli's eyes with an expression on his face which clearly said 'What the Fuck!'&nbsp; "Thanks babe I was feeling a little hot and sweaty.&nbsp; Next time lets just keep it to a cool damp towel eh?&nbsp; Now if you'll excuse me I have to go and see if I happen to have a spare pair of pants in the saddle bag of my Harely."&nbsp; Reaching into the box which held the bands t shirts E.T. grabbed a couple and began to wipe himself off as he made his way through the crowd towards the back entrance of the Pub.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chasseybaby</strong> on <strong>07-10-2013, 11:16:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/Hayden_P____Suicide_Girl_by_WaltLindsay_zpsba700a8f.jpg?t=1371808678)</div><br>Jinx sat at the bar alone and ordered a bloody crocodile, one of her cocktail concoctions she mixed together a few years ago as a joke, but found it a hit; to her anyways. The band had stopped playing and had sat down to eat before their next set. They were on fire the crowd was pumped and ready to send the band off with a bang. The lull of radio rock music made her smile as she pulled a red clay dish full of nuts her way still a bit hungry. The bar was pretty full and drinks were served and orders being called every few minutes. She relaxed and slumped back in the bar stool twirling her double infinity thumb ring as she let her thoughts wander in the mist of the noisy bar. She was finally going to be able to travel and see new places, a dream she had planned since high school. And the best of it would be that she was going with her favorite band and would be up close and personal with some of them. She turned in her seat and glanced in Josh way, admiring him over one shoulder as he talked with his band mates. One she really wanted to get to know was the drummer, but knew that a relationship with him or any of the band members, would be a big no, since signing the contract. Emily had made it clear that they needed a driver and not a crazy fan crashing them in the middle of nowhere. It was a small price to pay, but she agreed, wanting to help them reach their goal to stardom. But she knew her attachment to Josh would hinder her and promised herself to be friendly and stay at arm’s length throughout the trip, even if it meant she had to duct tape herself to the driver seat. <br><br>She sighed and swiveled but in her seat, flicking the straw in her drink. She wondered if this was what her life would boil down too, being a roadie who dreamed of basing in the light of the rich and famous. It wasnt a bad idea but she knew once they all were signed to a record label they wouldnt need her. The thought made her frown and slump over the polished wood of the bar. Maybe it wouldnt be so bad, she tried to cheer herself up a bit. Maybe she would find a really nice guy there, who would take care of her and love crazy, childlike personality. She smiled to herself and tried to picture at guy crazy enough to date her. None of the guys here would even look her way, knowing any of them brave enough to ask her out would be buried in her back yard by one or all of her brothers. She wouldnt be surprised if her date from prom was dead four feet from her back door. She sighed at the thought of her brothers and contemplated the plan of staying to help them with the garage. She shook her head to back pedal. She loved her family, she really did, but felt trapped and unable to feel free with them hovering over her like a mother hens or roosters for that matter. She felt she had made the right choice and picked up her drink and toasted to her decision to cut the cord and jump. <br><br>The door opened behind her letting in a rush of warm air as her attention focused of a car commercial about hammers working out. She giggled at the end and didnt notice someone standing a little too close to her bubble space. Then the guy was bally enough to swipe one of her starburst right out of her back pocket. Her hand came down hard on the bar and the guys hands flew up in a ‘you caught me’ matter. She glared and then laughed at the guy in front of her. "Yo, yo, Cheerio. I swear I wasnt going to eat it." She shook her head at her brother Jaxon and rolled her eyes tossing her the candy. "A goodbye present from me."<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii130/Chasseybaby/tumblr_mmce6jnm741rkypcko1_400_zps6323f85b.jpg)</div><br>"Awww, Your too kind." Jinx stuck out her tongue at him like an elven year old and went back to watching tv as Jaxon ordered a beer and cheese fries with the works. "Kinda crowed tonight huh?" He asked as he eyed a bleach blond's backside as she swagger by. Jinx flicked his ear as he hissed.&nbsp; "Ou, Geeze." "Stop looking at ass before I kick yours." "I was just looking, no hurt in... Hello baby..." Jinx huffed as the youngest of her brothers started hitting on a bouncy brunette next to them who was ordering a drink. "She's here for the band, not a one night stand with the five minute wonder." The girl blushed and ran off with her beer to her group of friends and Jaxon growled at her. "Thanks, Sis. Now I know why they call you Jinx." She made a kissie face and giggled as her brother poked at her ribs. She turned her attention to Sole Regret and let her eyes soak in Josh with a happy little smile and daydreamed of a few one night stands with him.<br><br>As if picking up on her stare of the drummer he cleared his throat, "So is there a reason for this obsession for this particular band that you would want to follow them cross country?" Jinx jumped as her brother spoke to her and looked up into his deep brown eyes with a sly wink."I wouldn’t call it an obsession, more like dedication to the love of music they make and to help see them reach the top of their profession." "I think your confusing the term dedication with stalker tendencies." "Like the ones you have with Rachel, when she sleeps over?" Jinz shot back knowing Rachel was a soft topic since he caught sight of her naked in the shower one night and couldnt keep his off her when she was around. "Shut up!" he barked and ducked his head to hide the blush when a few people stared at him and she laughed."Your out of luck bro she’s happily taken. Youll have to find another girl to scratch that itch." <br><br>Just then Jaxon's food was served and Jinx helped herself to a gooey piece of goodness."Hey, hey,hey," her brother swatted her sticky fingers from his plate,"Stop eating my food, you little pig. Get your own." "I’d rather be pig then eat like one…."she said stealing another fry and munching away. "….Brat." "Oink, oink, I love you too," she smiled and kept on feasting off her brothers plate while he batted her hands away. "Don’t make me put you over my knee." Jinx gave him an 'oh please' look, &nbsp;"Man of mountain over there will put you over his if you try…. And don’t tempt me, Id pay my whole paycheck to see that AND put it on Youtube." She licked her fingers with a satisfying pop. "Pshh as if he could…" Jaxon stopped eating to glance over his shoulder and raised an eyebrow. "I hope you mean that skinny dude by the musicbox…" A big grin spread over her face as she shook her head. &nbsp;"Nope, the bouncer next to the booth." "Damn, his the bodyguard?" Jaxon's face was shocked but then nodded in acceptance as few seconds later. "Already doin his job too. Helped handle a pair of frisky hands, if you know what I mean." She winked and took a sip of her drink to defuse the salty taste in her mouth. "Ill tell JR his got a babysitter for you on this trip then. We can all sleep easy if his got your ass and spanking it when your out of line."" Jinx nearly spat out her drink as she rolled her eyes at the mention of her eldest brother and the thought of her having a babysitter to spank her. Which would be so bad if it were another member of the staff "Oh my god…" she whispered to herself as she pinched the bridge of her nose to stop the headache. She wasnt going to get away from this. Till she came back, they were going to hound the hell out of her for leaving and put the staff up to guard her like the secret service. <br><br>"You know were gunna miss you… Especially JR." That sobered Jinx from her migraine and she smiled as she turned to her brother. "Yeah? Well Ill make sure his the first one to call when Im in jail in the big apple. Then it will be like Im here. Only bailing me out will be a bit harder to do…" she tried to joke to ease up on the tension of the conversation. Jaxon laughed, giving him those cute dimples that girls went gaga for. "Oh that was an awesome night. I think that was the first time I saw JR move so fast with his pants around his ankles. Justin had to take his date home because he was in such a panic about you being alone with some thugs. Put the garage up for bail too so didnt have to stay over night." Jinx's nose wiggled as she stuck her tongue at the fond memory of sneaking out the house to chill in Rachel's neighbors hot tub. "He wasn’t as mad at me as I was imagining. I thought he would be upset but he was just relived I was okay and cuffed in the office instead of in the pen." She bit her lip as she recalled the look on his face and how glad she was to see him when he came through the door. JR was more a father figure to her then her own father was. Always there for her when she was bullied, for her school plays and staying up till two in the morning to help with her science project. He never let her down and was always the first she called when she was in trouble. "Gave me a big hug and told me never to sneak into other peoples hot tubs again. I couldn’t ask for better brothers then you guys." Jaxon had that look on his face, like he always did when he was going to say something serious and wanted to make sure she was paying attention. "Your more than a sister to him… to all of us. We just want you safe and happy, Jennybean." Jinx had prepared herself for this, and they knew what she wanted but the fact that she was leaving was still hard for them to come to terms with. "I am, and I will be. I just need to do this on my own and see the world for what it is. I cant do that if your all waiting to pick me up when I fall. I got thick skin, I can take it like the rest of you. I mean it takes a woman of iron and steel to do your guys laundry..." She joked and nudged his arm lightly. Her brother shook his head and pulled her into a one arm hug and squeezed her shoulder. "Alright, alright. Just do me a favor…" "Sure," she said looking up at him with a smile. "If you see any hot girls that look like Rachel, pass my number their way." Jinx had to bite her lip to keep from laughing but failed miserably. "Hahaha…Ill be sure to show them the youtube video of your ass being spanked by my hulk hero over there." Jaxon smiled and answered before taking a drag of his beer answered. "Good, I like kinky girls." Jinx closed her eyes and covered her ears as she shrieked playfully and tried to escape her brothers hold. "Ahhhh! Sick…. Its in my head now, so gross." He chuckled and watched some game highlights as his sister tried to wash her mind clean with talk of work and other mundane things as they waited for the next set to start.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>08-10-2013, 21:27:11</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/PS.jpg)<br><br>Embers licked his lips and stared into Alex's eyes.&nbsp; His heart was pounding and he was struggling between being scared to death and turned on as hell.&nbsp; He decided, for the first time ever, to trust Alex.<br><br>Embers put one hand on Alex's shoulder, then tried to make it stop shaking as he let it move up the side of his neck.&nbsp; His other hand dropped down to tug on his erection.<br><br>"Fuck," he murmured, as his hand moved over the head of his cock.&nbsp; "I can't go out there like this, but I can guarantee you one to take care of later if you're still interested," he said as he slowly pulled Alex closer.&nbsp; "You're fuckin' hot, Alex.&nbsp; I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes... and my hands... off you in public."<br><br>With that, he tilted his head and kissed Alex.&nbsp; The kiss was soft and tentative at first, but grew deeper as Ember gained confidence.&nbsp; As they kissed, Embers was stroking his cock, which was already leaking over his fingers.&nbsp; Finally, he stopped and drew back, resting their foreheads together while they caught their breath.&nbsp; "I see you've got the same problem," he said, licking his lips again.&nbsp; "Lemme see.&nbsp; Take it out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>27-10-2013, 23:42:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSIdCuHPdgTbAAxZ0TdEhjwQakjYXySGxUaGs8nCJvCUJ1Zga0j5Q)</div>&nbsp; <br><br>Alex's eyes had drifted down as the man before him wrapped his fingers around his own swollen shaft.&nbsp; His tongue came out to hungrily run over his lips, yea he couldn't wait to see the man cum, he would be hard pressed to decide if he wanted to see him explode or see that rapture on his face when he did.&nbsp; <br><br>His eyes went back up though when Ember's hand came to rest on his shoulder, slowly working up his neck.&nbsp; Alex's heart was racing, he had backed away from this for a while now and it had been for nothing.&nbsp; Embers was into him and the man was ready and willing now.&nbsp; How his dick grew even a fraction of an inch more but it did.&nbsp; A jolt of pain shot through his body as the tightness of his jeans now.<br><br><strong>"Very interested."&nbsp; </strong>Alex said, like anything would have changed his mind. <strong> "So don't, I'm not here to hurt you Embers...let me in."&nbsp; </strong> He held his hands out to the side to let the man know he was open to him touching him.<br><br>Any thoughts that he was pushing the man or that nothing would happen between them later, left when Tony touched his lips.&nbsp; Alex wanted to grab the man and pin him to the wall and kiss him till he couldn't think straight.&nbsp; The only thing that stopped him, well two things were where they were and scaring the man off.&nbsp; The latter wouldn't have been a problem Alex thought as Ember's deepened the kiss.&nbsp; <br><br>And that kiss was more than Alex had ever thought it would be.&nbsp; No his thoughts, his images hadn't done it justice.&nbsp; His shoulders rose and fell with each deep breath he pulled in as their foreheads rested together.&nbsp; He didn't care if anyone came in, no Alex was lost now he had to have more.<br><br>Reaching up Alex laid a hand on Ember's cheek. <strong> "If I take it out you are not just going to see it, you are going to feel it and I won't fuck you the first time in the men's room of Pete's Pub.&nbsp; I want more than that." </strong> Letting his hand slide down he wrapped his hand around Embers fingers and forced the man to stroke himself.&nbsp; <strong>"You want more than that.&nbsp; Cum for me, take that edge off." </strong> Right like he didn't have his own edge that needed honed a little but he couldn't do that show me yours and I'll show you mine here. <strong> "This isn't show and tell baby."</strong>&nbsp; Alex stepped behind Embers, pressed his hips against the man's perfect ass, his other hand came up to wrap around the man's chest as his hold grew a little firmer as they both stroked Ember's hard cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>28-10-2013, 20:35:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQMyaCEzKYR5OUdmiNDbsXdt_dyzbY5C20-yRH-3n7Qicswz4Xr)</div>&nbsp; Elliott's eyes widened as she watched the liquid and chunks of ice slid down over the man's toned body.&nbsp; She was horrified at what had happened, it hadn't been her fault.&nbsp; But before she could say anything E.T. was standing, giving her a look that said don't come near me again.&nbsp; At least she thought that was what it said.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Yea well you're welcome." </strong> She called out after him as she began to clean up mess that had been made.&nbsp; Lizzy came dropped her some dry and wet bar towels.&nbsp; She glanced over her shoulder having the biggest of the mess back on her tray or in the buckets.&nbsp; <strong>"Sorry guys, I'll bring your drink ASAP."</strong>&nbsp; Her voice was soft as she said it not really looking at any of the people in the booth.&nbsp; Her face was red with anger and embarrassment.&nbsp; <br><br>Elliott hurried to the kitchen to leave her messy try, piled with broken glass, ice and bottles.&nbsp; If she wasn't leaving she was sure that would have gotten her fired.&nbsp; <br><br>It probably wasn't the right thing to do... but she headed out the back door to where she knew the band usually parked.&nbsp; Elliott had to look both ways before she saw E.T. digging in the saddle bag on his bike.&nbsp; With a deep breath Elliott headed toward him.&nbsp; <strong>"I know you don't want to see me and I can't blame you but I..."</strong> she stopped to wet her suddenly dry lips, <strong>"I wanted to say I'm sorry.&nbsp; It wasn't my fault though, there was a woman behind me wanting a piece of you and she bumped into me hard and well the rest is history as they say."&nbsp; </strong><br><br>She also held out the clean, damp bar towel as she stood there.&nbsp; <strong>"Thought you might want to wipe he sticky from your... ummm from... off you." </strong> Okay her eyes were on the man's still bare chest and stomach and she didn't realize she was licking her lips as she stared at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~*Life in a Rock Band: Pete's Pub*~ </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>08-11-2013, 18:29:01</strong>
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				(http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l368/veronicaking1969/pauls.jpg)<br><br>"Ah fuck, Alex," Embers breathed, fingers clenching at both his cock and Alex's fingers. He parted his legs a little more and felt his balls fill even more, despite the fact they were already painfully full.&nbsp; <br>His head fell back and he watched Alex through half lidded eyes, hand pumping slow at first, then, as he began to leak, faster and harder.&nbsp; Just the taste and smell of Alex, let alone those sweet, unexpected words, "I'm not here to hurt you Embers...let me in..." turned him on in ways he hadn't imagined.<br><br>If he was in control of all his facalties, he would have wondered what Alex wanted. A story to tell?&nbsp; A piece of the (laughingly) so-call legend?&nbsp; The few cells in his brain that were still working didn't really think that was what Alex was after, but at the moment, he wasn't thinking clearly anyway.&nbsp; He was breathing hard, fisting himself with one hand and reaching around to take a handful of Alex's hair to bring in closer and kiss him again as they both jerked him off.<br><br>"Fuck," he said again, breathing hard when they pulled away.&nbsp; "Cumming already..."&nbsp; He let his head fall back again and clenched his teeth, moaning as quietly as he could, though the sound still reverberated off the walls as he painted both their hands.
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