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Post by kass on Apr 19, 2011 15:50:24 GMT -5
  An average day for Kassandra was by far not for most other people. Mainly due to the fact she was not average, not even a teeny bit. And this had nothing to do with the fact she was in a band. She as just a very unique person in general and id things in her own very special way. Today as pretty normal for the girl, get up, fiddle around with her bass. But that was boring, and quite clearly, she needed to do something else with her day, seeing how her next show wasn’t till the next day. Pulling her hair into a tight ponytail, she fled the bus, remembering to put on her sneakers the last time.
Kass was never a fan of footwear but at least she wouldn’t get them covered in mud, like the last time. Sighing, she complemented on how quiet this spring was turning out to be. Sure, there was the tour but afterwards, when she was on her own, it was all so...blah. And she needed to escape and actually do something constructive. Besides, even Kass herself couldn’t pass out on an adventure, even alone. She hadn’t been to Maine much before now, so it as a pleasant change. A plus about being on tour, seeing new sights. And meeting new people too.
Not that many actually spoke to her. Only when she interrupted them, then it would either be ‘Back off’ or some glare that said ‘Weirdo’. But not that Kass cared. Actually, she really didn’t mind whatever people felt or said about her. And that was why with about ten minutes of squirming down a busy street, she pulled off her sneakers and walked along, barefoot.
She hummed loudly to herself, swinging her shoes by the laces in one hand, squinting in the distance to see if she could spot anyone...Nope, no one that she knew. Nether less, she continued on her walk swinging her shoes until she accidently lost her grip on the laces. Without so much as of a blink, one of her converses flew through the air pretty much almost knocking out a person coming in the other direction. Whoops.... ”Sorry! Sorry!” she rushed out, feeling pretty guilty.
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Post by heyjudas on Apr 19, 2011 21:11:59 GMT -5
 i`ll bring him down, a k i n g with no crown- - - - - - EVEN DARKNESS FORGAVE HIS CROOKED WAY, I'VE LEARNED LOVE IS LIKE A BRICK,
BUILD A HOUSE OR SINK A DEAD BODY. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Judas had a habit of disappearing, especially when he wasn't supposed to. When his band was supposed to practice, he was nowhere to be found. When someone wanted to speak to him, he was mysteriously missing. It wasn't that he didn't care necessarily, it was just that he had his own agenda and liked to do things when he pleased and not when he was told. It had been the same since he was a child and would never change. If anything, his self-centeredness had increased exponentially since Luster Purge got big.
This was why Jude was out walking the streets while the rest of his band was prepping the stage for their set the next day. He had wanted to do it later. Why prep a stage 24+ hours before a performance when Sue the Lawyer was just gonna use it later and mess everything up? So he didn't go.
In fact, Jude was having a fantastic time walking the shop lined streets of Bar Harbor- that is, until he was suddenly struck in the head with an unidentified flying object. He lost his balance and stumbled, nearly hitting his face off a bench
"What the fuck?" he exclaimed, picking up the object. A shoe?
"Sorry! Sorry!" a voice called.
He whipped around to see a vivid redhead running toward him and frowned.
"Is there any particular reason you threw a shoe at me?]" he asked incredulously.
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Post by kass on Apr 20, 2011 14:25:26 GMT -5
Kass apparently did not know or show any concern for other humanoids. That and she was a klutz, proven by many. She was told repeatively as a child to watch other’s personal space, only speak when spoken too. Well, it was a shame Kass did not listen one bit. And thus ended up trouble, somehow or another. Much like this situation she had just landed herself in. And for what? Being so bored and uncomfortable. Actually, she felt that was a valid reason. So what if people were staring at her act of clumsiness? She couldn’t care less to be honest; her shoes were killing her feet practically.
But now one lay on the ground near a very disgruntled person. Sure she apologised, like any good that would do. She went up to the person in question regardless, the look of guilt painted on her face. Left shoe still held in her hand, she eyed the guy in front of her. She didn’t recognise him, as she as terrible at remembering faces. Or names for that matter. Attitude was expected, though, at least they weren’t violent. Then she would have been screwed.
”Nooo. What’s the fun in that? If I were to throw anything it wouldn’t be a shoe. Maybe a puppy or confetti, I dunno” she rambled.
”It was an accident, I was swinging my shoe like this—“ she began to twist her other shoe by her laces, only for it to land on the ground. Close call. ”See, can happen to anyone” she shrugged picking up her dropped shoe, staring at the other one in his palm. Placing her shoe behind her, she didn;t before to put it back on as she walked closer.
”Can I have it back now?” she asked, standing on her tiptoes as she stood closer to him.
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Post by heyjudas on Apr 21, 2011 20:16:06 GMT -5
i`ll bring him down, a k i n g with no crown- - - - - - EVEN DARKNESS FORGAVE HIS CROOKED WAY, I'VE LEARNED LOVE IS LIKE A BRICK,
BUILD A HOUSE OR SINK A DEAD BODY. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Was Judas unimpressed? Of course he was, he just got hit over the head with a shoe. Was he angry? A little, but he wasn't gonna freak out or anyhting. Besides, his baby face made him pretty bad at looking intimidating, and although he was a good head taller than the girl, he was sulking more than fuming. So instead he took on the appearance of a prince that had been gravely insulted by a peasant.
"If I were to throw anything it wouldn’t be a shoe. Maybe a puppy or confetti, I dunno," she blurted, and Jude mad a strange face at her. This girl was weird.
"What are you even talking about?" he scoffed."You threw a shoe at me, not confetti. And who even throws puppies??"
Jude rubbed his temples as she explained what had happened, nearly sending the other shoe flying as well. He rolled his eyes. What a piece of work.
"Can I have it back now?" she asked him, eyeing the shoe he held and standing on her tiptoes. She reminded him of a child. It was strange, but a little endearing. Still, it wasn't enough to win over the peeved Jude.
"I shouldn't, but take it," he growled, dangling it over her head and then dropping it in her outstretched palm. "Do you have a name, or do you just run around throwing shoes at people?"
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Post by kass on Apr 23, 2011 17:09:21 GMT -5
Kass didn’t expect to run into anyone in particular, let alone almost kill someone with her own shoe, no less. Sure, it was a little unorthodox but boredom was setting in heavily for the redhead. Talking to any sort of life form was a plus. Especially on lazy boring days when she was on her own. Even with creatures that deemed her a little crazy, Kass was grateful for any sort of conversation. And was slightly embarrassed by her lack of space awareness. Ah well, it wasn’t her fault. He perhaps should have looked out for flying objects. It happens all the time! Well, it could do anyway.
She pretty much ignored his looks of confusion, the same most people who didn’t know gave her when she just so happened to open her mouth. ”Err, science? Gravity? Actually i have no idea” she shrugged.
”Circus people or aliens.” she nodded, actually serious. Although she whole-heartedly expected him not to understand. Only because they never did. Expect for her band mates, even then they only understood her a little bit. She didn’t know why exactly she asked for her shoe back, she wasn’t planning on putting it back on. But they were a pair. And to separate a pair would just be wrong. Or she could just wear another shoe. But would that be right?
She had to shake her head from random rambling when he spoke again, holding her shoe above her head. She eyed it carefully as it began to drop, without her having to struggle for it. Kass smiled and tossed it behind her.
”Thank you kindly” she grinned, curtseying like a good little girl. ”As fun as a job that would be, being a nameless alien, I am an earthling with a name” she dropped back down to a normal stance.
”Kassandra, it is. And I’m supposing you have a name to your form as well” she tilted her head to one side, hand on her slender hip.
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Post by heyjudas on Apr 25, 2011 16:58:40 GMT -5
i`ll bring him down, a k i n g with no crown- - - - - - EVEN DARKNESS FORGAVE HIS CROOKED WAY, I'VE LEARNED LOVE IS LIKE A BRICK,
BUILD A HOUSE OR SINK A DEAD BODY. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Thankfully Jude's agitation gave way to amusement, so he seated himself on the back of a bench and lit a cigarette, watching with interest as she rambled about space, and gravity, looking a bit confused.
"Circus people, or aliens," she finally settled on, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"I like that answer better. I never paid attention in Chemistry or whatever, " he stated with a careless shrug. It was true, school wasn't really his thing."That's why I'm here, duh."
She took she shoe and thanked him, curtsying as she did so and finally giving him a name (in a predictably unorthodox discourse). Kassandra. He'd settle for Kass, or Kassie. Or something similar. Jude had a habit of nicknaming things. All the same, he did kind of feel like he was watching an animal at the zoo, though she was clearly not an animal. She was just very, very strange and slightly interesting.
"I’m supposing you have a name to your form as well" she asked, propping herself on her hip.
"Yeah, I have a name, like most human beings do. Although I'm starting to think that you may be from outer space," he chuckled. "Judas. Or Jude. Whichever you prefer. Some church people get all ass hurt because I share my name with the guy who got Jesus killed."
He shrugged. It was silly, but true. Did Jude really strike anyone as the church going type? That was laughable.
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Post by kass on Apr 26, 2011 13:21:27 GMT -5
Kass followed her new acquaintance with careful eyes as he went to sit down. She walked closer yet stayed in the standing position, arms crossed against her chest. She was beginning to think wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt was not such a great idea when there was a cold breeze about. She nodded with a slight giggle, remembering how much she never paid attention in class. She barely graduated in fact. Nether less that was never going to be useful for her. Music was the girl’s life. And that was far more important than some dumb education.
”Me too! Though that isn’t half obvious. So, you’re on this tour too?” she asked, a little clueless, as she pretty proved the point that she didn’t pay any attention to anything for more than one minute. Yes it was true she knew practically no one in the other bands, except for her own one. Her mind only stayed on one object for less than a few seconds before getting distracted by something perhaps a five year old would. Or maybe a puppy. She had been compared to a hyperactive puppy may times and of course a child.
Nether less, she didn’t care about how she was perceived, even now. But, nothing stopped Kass from talking and making new friends. Even when the other party felt less than comfortable with her kookiness. And out rightedly called her odd. She much preferred that to ‘freak’ which made her not feel as good. She did prefer eccentric, unique or just plain Kass, because that was how she was.
To be honest, she found more ordinary people stranger than herself, for some reason. Like now. She shot a grin and plonked herself next to Judas, swinging her feet on the ground.
”I wish! But I don’t think I’m cool enough to be an alien” she giggled, serious as Kass could be. "Judas, I like it. It’s pretty awesome, more interesting than my name.” she nodded quietly.
"Really, there still hung up on that? Doesn’t anyone learn to forgive and forget nowadays? Unless you really are Judas” she babbled, quickly grabbing her shoes and sitting them in her lap. ”But I doubt you’re that old” she said matter-of-factly, twisting her shoelaces round her finger.
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Post by heyjudas on Apr 27, 2011 15:16:33 GMT -5
i`ll bring him down, a k i n g with no crown- - - - - - EVEN DARKNESS FORGAVE HIS CROOKED WAY, I'VE LEARNED LOVE IS LIKE A BRICK,
BUILD A HOUSE OR SINK A DEAD BODY. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Judas was a pretty dominant person in many ways. He had a strong body, a commanding personality and could even convey this with mere body language. He knew full well how to assert himself without being as pushy as Justyn or as mouthy as Gabriel. However, although he was usually the brains of the operation, Jude found that it was usually best to just sit back and let the boys think they were in charge. Things were much easier that way.
In the same way, he wasn't an asshole like them either. He was just stuck up. So when he saw Kass shiver, he shrugged off his jacket and handed it to her with a bit of a smirk.
"Here, take it. Just don't zap back tot he mothership with it or something,"
When she said that she didn't pay attention to chemistry either, he was a bit surprised. Jude figured that she was going to be one of those nerdy types that was socially awkward because she was some kind of genius or something. However, it appeared that she was just strange.
"So, you’re on this tour too?"
"Well I figured that was a bit obvious by now," he chuckled, rolling his eyes. "I do synth for Luster Purge. I'm pretty new."
She sat herself down next to him with a bright expression. Although Jude found this girl a little more than out of the ordinary, he had to admit that her carefree, bubbly personality was a bit refreshing. His bandmates would certainly not approve of his rendezvous with her, so he planned to keep it on the down low. However, he wasn't really in any hurry to return either.
""Judas, I like it. It’s pretty awesome, more interesting than my name."
[/size][/font] "It's a bit fitting, I guess. Judas was one of the important guys, and i'm pretty important," he said with a grin, probably sounding pretty stupid. But no, I'm not like, ten thousand years old. I'd be wearing robes or whatever if I was, right?" He idly fiddled with a cigarette before finally lighting it and looking up and down the street. The shops were just opening for the summer, since apparently the entire town shut down in the winter. How strange. What was there to even do around here? "So what are you doing wandering around here anyway?" .[/blockquote][/blockquote] does it f e e l like a head to lean on?- - - - - - - - A SNAPSHOT FROM WHERE YOU BORN. I'M LOOKING FOR YOUR HAND IN
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