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Post by Tora Mori on Sept 24, 2009 22:01:47 GMT -5
Tora tapped her fingers against the table Marc had helped her set up the table (He had some important teacher things to do. Tora assumed he was planning his next evil lesson.). She was now listen to a boy failing at the guitar. She was getting a head ache and they try-outs had only started halff an hour ago. She didn't know most of these people. They just wanted to say that they where in a band. They didn't care about the music.
She remebered when Brian and she had a band back in Japan. The Deamons of Haven they called themselves. Brain was on the drums, she was the vocals, Nana (That was the girl's nickname. She looked like an older version of Nana from +Anima.) played the guitar, Holly(Again, a nickname. The girl had loved the planet, so they renamed her Holly.) played base, and her cousin, Kale, did all the screaming, grunts, and other sound effects.
The guy that was trying-out stopped murdering Give 'Em Hell, Kid by My Chemical Romance. Great, she was going to have to lie again.
"That had to be the best thing I heard yet," She said as she looked over the appiclation she had him fill out. Dorm number, name, age, year, any clubs he was in, his cellphone number, ect. "I'll give you a call." As he walked out of the Theatre, a large smile on his face, she dropped his appilcation into small garbage bin that was already starting to overflow.
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