the spotlight lives in all of us ~ gin

[victoria]

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As the morning cold nipped at Vic's face, she couldn't help but to notice how nice it felt. If there was one thing she had learned over the years, it was that long nights did not mix well with early mornings. Unfortunately, with jobs like these, it was pretty unavoidable. Though she had been to thousands of shows before, and had actually followed a few of her friends bands for a couple of dates, this was the first time she was actually on a tour herself, which resulted in a lot more parties, but also a lot more hangovers. She knew how to deal with it, and had been using the method for years. In a way, it made her even more grateful for starting her habits so young. Unzipping her camera bag, she pulled out a metal container, which held a joint she had rolled up a day before. Lately, she had been planning ahead on a few things, and she was thankful for it.

After lighting up, she inhaled, and instantly felt the pounding in her head calm down some. There was a reason why the helpful plant was sometimes used for medical purposes. Vic just wasn't sure why the government hadn't made it completely legal yet, but it's not like she cared either way; she always did what she wanted. Taking another hit, she pulled her legs in so that she was sitting Indian style on the ground, letting herself relax and enjoy the early morning calm. It wouldn't be long until the peaceful quietness would disappear as the sound of overly excited teenagers took the place of it. Vic didn't mind the excitement. In fact, it always seemed to pump up her own energy. It was just nice to enjoy the peace, as well.

After finishing off the joint, she was feeling better than ever. Grabbing the camera bag she had brought with her, she pulled out her camera and one of her more basics lenses, seeing as she had no idea what she wanted to take photos of at that moment. After getting everything situated, Vic made sure her camera had the strap on it before putting it around her neck and looking around, viewing the outside world from a different level. The first thing that caught her attention, though, was the still rising sun. Not fully up yet, it rested low on the horizon, causing it to make a weird reflection on some of the tour buses. Even better, the sky was slightly red. Sure, that could be bad news later on, according to the old myth about red skies meaning storms, but for now, it was absolutely gorgeous, and it was allowing all of her surroundings to be tinted.

Angling the camera up to the sky, she started to snap some pictures, glad that her job required to have a digital SLR camera instead of just a plain digital one like she used to have when she first got involved with photography while she was a teenager. The camera seemed to capture the pictures just as she saw them, which made it a lot easier to show off the beauty to others. Before she knew it, she found herself wanting to find more beauty. She now had plenty of pictures of the sky, but what else could be out there at such an early time? Collecting everything up, Vic started to wander down the rows of buses, looking all around as her creativity and curiosity got the best of her.

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WELL, HEY! THIS POST IS FOR GIN. IT HAS 585 WORDS AND IS FINISHED. VIC IS WEARING THIS RIGHT HERE AND I WOULD LIKE TO SAY I KINDA RAMBLE ON FIRST POSTS SO THESE WILL GET BETTER!

[gavin dante armentrout]

LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED
a n d r i p t h e p l a c e a p a r t

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[/font][/i]in groaned quite loudly at the sound of a door slamming shut. Who could be up at this time of a morning? Whoever it was, their exit now prevented gin from sleeping in until one of his band members came in to wake him. sighing and rolling out of his little cubicle of a bed and onto the floor, gin groaned again. he needed an energy drink. he was up until at least four or three in the morning, taking pictures of some of the other bands at parties and such. which, he probably shouldn't have done. oh well, he'd learn eventually. rolling his shoulders as he tried to stretch the kinks in his body out, gin stripped his shirt and pants off. glancing around for where he put his clothes, he successfully located a somewhat clean shirt. slipping the white tank top on and then a long sleeved, paint splattered shirt, gin grinned before shrugging on a new pair of skinny jeans. shaking his head as he pulled an energy drink from the fridge the bus had, gin grabbed his camera and slipped its strap over his neck. he then made sure he had a lens in and enough extra memory cards in his pockets.

"what to do, what to dooo," humming to himself, gin opened up the energy drink before downing at least half of the beverage in a single gulp. a relieved sigh escaped his lips as he exited the bus. ahh, it was kind of chilly. but he guessed that's what was expected of washington state weather. cold as fuck. which was why most of his usual clothing was switched out for long sleeves and jackets. frowning, gin shrugged and took another sip of his energy drink. he could feel the sugars in the drink start to take hold and he sighed contentedly. that was the stuff. humming softly to himself, gin paused just outside steroid runaway's bus. looking back and forth, he wondered what everyone was doing. well, whatever everyone else was doing, he was up at the asscrack of dawn. he glanced at the rising sun and his brown eyes widened significantly. oh wow, that was a gorgeous sight. lifting his camera to his eyes with one hand, gin pressed the shutter button and a satisfying click sounded. ahh, he loved it when that sound resonated in his ears.

removing the camera from his vision, gin finally gulped down the rest of the energy drink and looked back and forth for any signs of people. seeing none, he turned back to face the door to steroid runaway's bus. he opened the door and tossed the can in. eh, he'd clean up later if no one was in. closing the door, gin's lips quirked upward as he turned around and continued his journey for something to do. curiously, gin started to glance at the buses and then at his camera. huh, he was getting an idea. as he made it to the end of the row of buses, he swung his camera out and blindly angled it just so before pressing the shutter button. bringing it back close to his chest, he curiously glanced at the picture he just took. gin's eyes widened at the sight and he let out an excited laugh.

"dude! i've found my entertainment for the rest of the day! sweet!" gleefully shouting, he skipped around the corner of the buses and almost collided into another person. a startled yelp escaped his lips as he backstepped to avoid breaking his camera. that was the second time! first asher, now whoever this person was? what was with his luck? shaking his head, gin examined the person he nearly collided with. it was a female, who also had a camera. a fearful moan escaped his lips. oh no, he hoped he didn't break her camera! he'd feel terrible if he had. "oh fuck i'm so sorry for almost running into you, i didn't mean to swear! i was just trying out something new for some photography and for whenever i need to do more promo pictures for steroid runaway and i didn't break your camera did i? please tell me it's okay, because if it isn't, i'll totally buy you a new one! lenses and everything, promise!" barely breathing throughout his entire apology, gin stopped to catch his breath and wait for the girl to reply.

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tag: vic. word count: #750.
lyrics: get smashed, gate crash; hadouken!
notes: :c sorry it took so long. school killed me.

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