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Post by Eric Shale/Alfred Davis on Feb 18, 2013 1:28:31 GMT -5
Chicago, the Windy City. Famous of course, for its record winds...
That were making Eric's phone call with his manager very difficult.
"Alfred!" The man yelled, trying to be heard over the impromptu windstorm that afternoon. "I know we have a show tonight! I'll be there, trust me! I'll take the Rose if I freakin have to, so relax, okay?" The man quieted down as the wind did.
"Yeah, I know it's your job to worry, but since when've I been late?"
A moment's pause for Alfred's answer.
"To a SHOW, not practice!"
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Post by Running Offbeat on Feb 18, 2013 2:13:10 GMT -5
A silver stretch limo comes to a stop right next to where Eric is.
The window rolls down to reveal David Robert Jones, naked from the waist up - except for a pink feather coat and rose tinted shades.
"Eric Shale! What a surprise to run into you here in the windy city!"
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Post by Eric Shale/Alfred Davis on Feb 18, 2013 2:22:47 GMT -5
Eric glances over at the familiar voice, frowning a little. "David." The man grumbles. "What brings you to town? You gonna be opening for us or something?"
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Post by Running Offbeat on Feb 18, 2013 13:11:54 GMT -5
David laughs mockingly, "Open for you? Only in your wildest dreams! David Robert Jones doesn't open for anybody - especially not Running Offbeat."
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Post by Eric Shale/Alfred Davis on Feb 18, 2013 15:58:36 GMT -5
Eric smirks, crossing his arms as he leans back against a light pole. "Hey, at least it'd be putting you on the -front- page of the music section." The man grins.
"How IS going solo treating you, anyway?"
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Post by Annabelle Levenkin on Feb 18, 2013 16:15:00 GMT -5
God, this city was cold. Annabelle had her hair down and she was walking the street, having been sent by Alfred to find Eric and do whatever it took to get him to the show, even if she had to enlist Treble's aid and drag him there. Her eye immediately caught the silver stretch limo and she sighed.
"Wonderful. HE'S here." Annabelle muttered, but then she assumed that Eric was probably nearby. She crossed the street and immediately saw him, beginning to walk towards him.
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Post by Running Offbeat on Feb 18, 2013 16:23:02 GMT -5
"Oh, was your band on the front page then?" David smirked back, "I wouldn't know. I use that rag to wipe my buttocks."
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Post by Eric Shale/Alfred Davis on Feb 18, 2013 16:28:38 GMT -5
Eric practically growled, his hands tightening into fists as he got ready to straighten up again. "You know if we weren't supposed to be on the same side I'd pull you outta that limo and practice my percussion." His eyes narrowed, and he cracked his knuckles, before seeing Annabelle coming.
"Oh, hey, Annabelle. Look who I found." The sarcasm in his voice could butter toast.
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Post by Annabelle Levenkin on Feb 18, 2013 16:37:12 GMT -5
"The limo blinded me from down the street." Annabelle replied, taking up a position next to Eric. She regarded David with cold eyes, but hers eventually began to wander in Eric's general direction.
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Post by Running Offbeat on Feb 18, 2013 16:42:18 GMT -5
"Hello Annabelle, I see you're not too happy to see your former frontman."
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Post by Annabelle Levenkin on Feb 18, 2013 16:44:28 GMT -5
Annabelle's eyes immediately snapped back to David. "Oh, you mean the one who wasn't too happy that he wasn't famous enough and quit?"
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Post by Eric Shale/Alfred Davis on Feb 18, 2013 16:45:13 GMT -5
"Can you blame her? You ditched us because fans started liking someone besides you." Eric grumbles, still leveling a glare at the Silver Rockranger that could almost be weaponized.
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Post by Annabelle Levenkin on Feb 18, 2013 16:47:40 GMT -5
Annabelle was inches from complimenting Eric on his sick burn, but decided that might make her look kind of creepy.
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Post by Running Offbeat on Feb 18, 2013 16:48:05 GMT -5
"Jealous?" David scoffed, "You all were only holding me back! Take a good look in front of you - who's the one riding in the fancy limousine with a coat made of actual flamingo feathers? Hmm? You're the ones that should be jealous!"
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Post by Annabelle Levenkin on Feb 18, 2013 16:49:51 GMT -5
"Yes, because I really want a flamingo feather coat." Annabelle said sarcastically, her eyes beginning to wander back towards Eric.
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