Aiden & Logan

Looking at the packet Aiden started to fill out the forms yet paused at stage name. "What if we dont have a stage name, yet?" Logan was busy filling out the rest of the form, also leaving stage name blank. "I mean..I want one eventually, but, im not sure.." Aiden said feeling slightly enbarassed that he was asking.

"Then don't put anything for now. It's not a big deal while you're small. You can always change your name." She tapped her two index fingers together with a playful smile. "There are some people that decided to change their names for whatever reason. For it to sound or look better; or perhaps even to step away from the family lineage and be know as something fresh. There are other reason of course, but for whatever reason, the option is available." Well, she had met every case in her time with manager. She was sure nothing could surprise her to this date.

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Aiden and Logan looked at eachother. "Leave it blank?" "Leave it Blank" nodding in agreement they finished the form and handed it to her. There was a moment of awkward silence before Logan cleared his thought. "So, what now, Miss?" He let out a sigh and leaned back against the chair.

Originally Posted by Cooking Sherry

Lev was the first out, though he waited for his manager. He followed after him, making sure to leave the script behind for now. He was told never to mess with his image, after all. He wasn't sure how, but he decided to just listen to it all. He pocketed him hands, looking around until Charlie spoke to him. He looked down at the man before smiling. "A change would be nice." He grinned to Charlie before looking to the waiter.

The waiter brought them to there table right by a window the looked out into the busy city streets. Only a few fans and photographers was outside the window right now but more would be on there way just to see Lev. At the time the rays of sunlight that came through the window and was still visible even though the room was well lite. "So, where do you want to go first to look for your student?" Charlie asked when they took there seats.

She took the applications back and removed them from the clipboard, placing them with both forms. "Now, you may leave. You left your address and phone numbers, so we can call you once me find other band members for you. If you have anyone in mind that you meet, bring them here and we'll see." She said simply before taking a form out for herself to fill out. She whipped through it, scribbling cursive across each of the lines. She knew these forms like the back of her hand by now. "Do you have an idea for a band name? I'll also need the contact information for any clients you've had in the past that may be willing to accept you again."

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Aiden took a pen and wrote down the numbers for the past gigs they have had, there were a few, plus they had performed at a few more then once. "As for a Band name..." The two looked at eachother before Logan finished, "We'd rather wait for the other members to join so we can all agreed." Aiden nodded letting out a laugh. "We joined a band a few years ago names "The Rockers."" Logan shook his head and smiled. "Wasnt pretty. Alot of argueing amoung the other Band Members and Us. Mostly among the rest of them,we got tired of it after a while an left. The Band disbanded after that." "We'd Rather not make that mistake again."

Lev followed simply as he reached up and tied his hair back into a ponytail. His bangs were always a bother when he ate, mainly because his bangs were to his chin. He made sure it felt tight and smooth before pushing his hair in front of his body and taking a seat with his manager. "No clue." He said simply before refusing the menu. They'd been here enough to know just what he wanted. Something clean and easy on his stomach for the paparazzi outside. "Special soup and white wine is fine." Well, this would be fun. At least he did not read any of those gossip columns. He looked back to Charlie, resting his chin in his hand in thought. "Maybe I should stop at resident dancing school? I could help teach whole class rather than one. Then... you can do your talent scout thing you are so good at." He waved his other hand lightly as a grin played his lips.

She took the contact information, mostly simple things. She new one or two of them already. The rest she'd have to call up or introduce herself to. She loved dealing like this, mainly because it gave R.A.G.E. a chance to expand with smaller businesses. It was fantastic for their smaller stars to help them get around a bit. "I'll see if I can schedule you anywhere. Keep your schedule relatively free. If you have anything that pops up, notify me." She handed her card to both of them before pulling out a fresh notebook. She opened it up and flipped to the correct date before marking the top of the page. She'd rip out all of the blank pages later. "Whenever I update your schedule I'll inform your both when your next gig is. Also, I ask that you start working with newer equipment to enhance the sound. We can lend you equipment, but if anything is damaged you'll have to repay us in full." She explained before snapping the book shut and putting it on the stack of papers.

Kayt

Kayt looked around, buttoning up the vest of the waitress uniform before looking back at her friend Amber. "Thanks for this, i swear ill pay you back Ambs." "Yeah Yeah, just go oogle over Lev already. And dont get anything on my uniform or you're paying for the dry cleaning." She smirked, throwing on Kayt's clothes until the other returned. With a blush Kayt walked out of the waiter's uniform closet and went to the kitchen to find the wiater who was assigned to Lev's table. "Would you like me to take the white wine to Mister Titus's table." The waiter looked up and down Kayt, but was in a rush to get the oders to other tables and nodded. "Uh, yeah, that'd be a help." Returning to work Kayt grabbed two glasses and the bottle of white wine and swiftly walked to The table by the window. Almost being hit many times by people coming and going Kayt was thankful for her dancer skills as she dodged and weaved through gracefully.



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Letting out a laugh Logan nodded and smiled. "Our schedules are always free, Miss." Aiden rolled his eyes and smiled at the president. "We can get the equipment ourselves. A friend of ours owes us anyway." Logan turned to Aiden. "You mean Zeke?" Aiden nodded and Logan smiled, there was a guitar he'd seen at Zeke's shop that he'd been looking at. Standing up Aiden reached foward to shake the womans hand "It was a pleasure to meet you, Ma'am" , unsure if she was that sort of person. If she did Logan would shake her hand aswell, if not Logan would make fun of Aiden as soon as they left the office for embarassing himself.

( Phht. Tempting me. xD )

She stood and placed her hand in his. Instantly she noticed the calluses; there stereotypical marks of a guitarist. At least, one that had been playing from quite a while. "If that is how it will be, alright. I hope to see you both soon. I have a bit of paperwork ahead of me for now, but I'll get to know some of your contacts and have you scheduled with one of them again soon. Oh, yes... do you have any recordings of your work? I'd like to have a copy. We could record something here even. It will help me find more band members for you."

"Same here." Charlie told the waiter before looking back towards Lev to finish the conversation. "Awww, but it wouldn't be the same as a loving master pupil relationship. The intimacy wouldn't be there. I know you just love the intimacy don't you?" Charlie said slyly and winked to make sure his implication went across. "Who knows, a master, student, manager threesome could be a great trust excises. Oh and make sure its a red head, I love red heads." Charlie was just joking but he was convincing enough to think otherwise. That's when he saw the girl coming with the white wine. "Someone like her." Charlie said looking her up and down. "Now, wouldn't you like to get her out of that uniform and into some tights?"

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After Logan shook her hand Aiden turned to him. "Did you remember-" Before he could finish Logan fished the CD out of his pocket and handed it to the woman. "Its a little rough, the studio we recorded at wasnt the great, but its still pretty good." Logan did a dramatic bow and smiled. "And with that My Lady, we bid you adieu." Aiden waved before heading to the door with Logan. Logan pulled the door open and let Aiden pass by before leaving after him. Once the door shut Aiden let out a sigh. "Great attitude, Logan." Letting out a chuckle the other elbowed Aiden softly. "Oh dont have a cow, she seemed to like us." "Yeah, seemed.." Aiden mumbled as they wandered into the lobby looking around. "You ready to head back to the apartment?" "Not yet, lets hit up that Chinese food place before we do that, Im starving." With that the two headed out of the building.



Kayt

Kayt smiled at the two and placed the two glasses on the table. "Your wine, Mr Vasillev." She spoke with a soft blush as she skillfully poped the cork off the wine bottle, yet spilling a bit on the skirt of her uniform. Sorry Ambs..she thought to herself. Pouring the wine in the glasses she looked up at the two. "Is there anything else i can get you two?" She smiled and swayed a bit, the background music of the restaurant making her body move to its rhythm.

Lev's face went red at the comments. He was taken about by his manager's crude words once more. "Charlie. You continue to ask, but I continue to refuse. It will not happen. I am not interested in such things." He said simply before sighing and rubbing his neck. He peered back at the red head that was on her way, hardly with as much attention as Charlie had. He noticed her swaying movements, the may her hips and body flowed. She had potential. Now that he thought about it, waitresses needed a good amount of poise and agility to do their job, especially in such a busy place.

He smiled as the girl approached, but had expected her to leave. anything... else? They had already ordered, had they not? For that matter, what happened to the previous waiter? Maybe he would not get to see that man again tonight. How sad. He shook his head before looking the Charlie. "That is all."

Kayt

Kayt blinked and blushed. She'd come this far and now she didnt know what to do. "V-Very well." She said and took her leave heading to the kitchen. Amber saw her and motioned her over to the closet. Kayt ran over. "So what happened?" "Nothing..i dont know what to do!" Kayt sighed, she should have thought this out better. "Just go take the food to them!" Amber shooed the girl into the kitchen and Kayt followed orders, finding the correct cart of food with Mr. Titus's name on it. Pushing the cart out of the kitchen the woman made her way back to their table. "Here you go Sir's." She said as she placed the plates down on the table.

She took the CD and looked it over before smiling to the two. How charming of the hatted one. A cute bow and probably the most hes said this entire time. She waited until they left until she finally let her expression drop. She looked at the CD before calling up someone from one of the offices. "Yeah, I have a CD. I'd like to have you take a listen to it and fix any srcuffy or sharp sounds you hear. It's probably a mediocre studio." He hung up her phone after a moment and placed the CD aside before crossing her arms behind her head and relaxing. Paperwork? Hah! she had a whole office to do that for her. They even got the work for her artists for her. You think she had the time to call up places and get all these connections? Like Hell! She had one man running each department; singing, acting, talent, modeling, all that jazz. All she had to do was sign a few papers and make sure everything ran smoothly.

As the waitress walked away Charlie smirked and said, "Well what would you like to do? That guy that greeted us at the door? Because I don't see you as the celibate type." He leaned to put his face closer to Lev's. "Or am I the object of your desires. Oh, I see now. You like to be managed don't you?" Charlie sat back in his seat and burst out in laughter. "Yeah right, if you were found to be gay Lev a whole lot of girls would be committing suicide. Which wouldn't leave enough for me."

Then he saw the girl walk back out of the Kitchen. "She sure can move those hips of her's can't she? This could be the student your looking for. What to ask her? I'm sure she won't say no." Charlie bite his lip as she came over. "I know I want to know if she will say no to me."

Lev was awestruck. His eyes went a but wide at Charlie's comment. He felt like a nail being hit on the head with every or Charlie's points. H was right. Everything he'd said was right on the dot, except for his liking to be managed in that sense. Sure, he liked having a manager, but was more of a love fanatic than anything. He felt like he was shrinking (which is a great feet for someone who looks down on everyone.) Then his manager backed away. He blinked, completely taken aback once more. It was... just a joke? thank God... he sighed, then forced his expression back to one of boredom. "You insult all the time. I am one for love, not for lust." Well, that's how he'd like to believe it. He had yet to have the chance to be in bed with another man for awhile now.

He listened to charlie before sighing and playing with his ponytail. "I am unsure. You will probably use me to get into pretty girl's pants. I will not be a tool for such crude things." He said simply before relaxing back in his seat. He smiled to the waitress as she laid the bowls of soup down before taking his spoon up and concentrating on his meal, rather than the camera men outside. Really; how rude... He was hoping for a nice view. He didn't mind paparazzi until it messed with his view!

Kayt

Kayt took her leave with a sigh spotting the other waiter who was looking over the crowd, no doubt looking for the one who stole his cart she ducked quickly through the other door to the kitchen. Weaving her way through she stealthly sneaked behind him and into the closet. "This was a disaster, I got nowhere...Im sorry Ambs.." Amber shooke her head. "Its fine just give me back my Uniformbefore im fired." Quickly the girls exchanged clothes, Kayt sliding back into her faded and slightly torn jeans and black and white striped t-shirt. "Thanks for this.." "Just go!" Amber quickly rushed out of the closet and resumed her job while Kayt grabbed her messenger bag, sneaked out and exited the restaurant. "God, Im stupid.." She sighed and leaned against the brick of the building.

Once the waitress placed the bowl down Charlie picked up his spoon then closed his eyes. "Hello madam, how would you like to have the opportunity of a life time. You see..." he opened his eyes to see that the girl dashing away. He was left with his jaw left wide open and feeling insignificant. He knew he wasn't too known by people outside of the modeling business but Lev was usually enough to gain him tons of attention.

"I wonder what has her in a rush?" Charlie asked, completely suppressing the feeling of unimportance. "Well, she just missed out on a huge chance. She could have at lease heard us out don't you think." Then he looked over to the waitress walking out with the stain on her uniform. It was the same fresh stain the girl made when she was serving them. He had a eye for detail and he couldn't help but recognize the stain. He pointed over to the waitress and said, "Hey, if you want you can asked her about the girl. If you still want her as your pupil."

Lev shrugged a bit and went to his soup, his mood having fallen after old memories had been revived. He missed his old family and friends. If only Russia was not so violent about homosexuals. He would have much rather stayed in his home country. Sure, he was making a living here in America, but it wasn't enough for him. "Charlie, she is lovely girl, but I will not go chasing. If they wish to be taught by me, they will ask. Most people will jump at opportunity if it is given, but many would not bother to ask."

He took a few more spoon fulls when in the background a news reporter could be heard trying to barter information off of a certain female waitress. He sighed, his lousy mood have made him very susceptible to such annoyances. "I will go for short walk..." He wiped his mouth and got up from his seat before asking a favor of one of the waiters and getting a special celebrity route right out through the back. Hopefully the news reporters would not catch on...

Kayt

Kayt sighed and started walking silently down the sidewalk. "I just made a complete idiot of myself." She mumbled to no one in particular. Hearing a noise behind her she paused and turned around to see no one. Blinking a few times she shook her head lightly. "Congrats Kayt, now youre becoming paranoid." the girl mumbled with a groan and continued walking only to suddenly feel and arm around her neck and breath against her ear. "You scream you die, pretty girl" The voice was deep and husky, the scent of alcohol suddenly swirling around Kayts body. "What Are Y-!" She began to say before a hand was pressed over her mouth and she was being dragged into a dark alley. Biting the man's hand he let get go and she kicked him, only to be forced against a wall by a different person. "You Little Bitch!" "Let Me G-!" The pain stung as the man she had bit slapped her across the face. Kayts head was spinning and she started to cry as she felt one of their hands sliding up her shirt. This isnt happening. This isnt happening!

Charlie sighed and shook his head. "Well your becoming no fun. I always thought it was up to the teacher to decide who as worth being thought or not. If your going for a walk I guess I will call a cab or something, I still need to get those English classes for you right?" Charlie got up without touching his food once. He apparently wasn't hungry at all. He walked outside and disappeared inside the paparazzi, taking most of them with him. Who better to ask question to about a client other then the manager.

Lev had slipped past the news reporters somehow. With his size, one would have thought they'd catch on. Well, just because he was big did not mean he wasn't stealthy. He was one of the best killers in the Russian military, but no one knew they. Russia considered him as dead. He got off onto the sidewalk and started heading off when a muffled cry graced his ear. He stopped on the drop of a dime, listening more until he heard an angry shout from nearby. He moved closer quickly before placing his back against the wall. He peered down the alleyway seeing a woman with two very nasty looking drunkards. Completely unarmed at that.

He spun into the open and cleared the distance in no time. Stopping a few feet away from the two he slammed his hand hard against the wall causing a loud echo. It took a great deal of strength to cause such a loud noise. "You will let her go." His eyes bore down on the two of them with a very deep murderous intent. In the military he would not bother to hold his breath for such nasty people. America had tamed him... to an extent.

Kayt

Kayt could feel the hand rising up her shirt and she whimpered. "P-Please.." was all she could manage to get out as she was pinned to the wall by her throat. Suddenly a loud noise deafened her ears, all noises were now muffled. "Hey, Beat it man! This doesnt concern you." The drunk said, pointing at the tall russian. "Yeah, just walk away.." The other replied. She could hear a bit of yelling from the two men who held her captive and also another voice she couldnt place. "Wh..Whos..there?" The girl asked, not really looking for an answer, all she knew was that she was saved..she hoped..Hearing a crack she felt the hand dissapear from under her shirt, and her throat be let free.

Lev couldn't be violent. Charlie had warned him to keep his temper. The slightest fault was a fault for his career. Charlie cared for that so much. This, though... defiling a woman? She was helpless! They were intoxicated and stupid, and attempted to rape her! He stepped forward suddenly, his hands shooting forward and grabbing both drunkards harshly by the back of their shirts, overpowering them with ease. He pushed one into the other away from the girl, though his eyes never leaving either of them. As an automatic reaction he fingered the red commie star hanging from his bracelet, awaiting for wither the men would decide to fight, or run.