"Check, check… one two check" a husky voice filled the underground concert hall.
"Come on, it's working… for like, the fifth time" the spiky haired bassist complained while giving his bass a final tune.
"I just want everything to be perfect. This is our first show in a long while" the tanned Water Tribe woman answered, ignoring his sass.
While having her white Les Paul slung behind her, the lead guitarist (who also doubled as the vocalist), focused on getting the correct effects pedals in the right place so she could access them without stumbling on any of the other ones. After five minutes of meticulous organization of the pedals, and placing enough guitar picks in the pick holder on the microphone stand, the tanned woman started tuning her guitar one last time.
A young man wearing a green long sleeved shirt walked onto the stage holding a set of drumsticks.
"Come on gang! Who's pumped?" The drummer said throwing his arms around the two others.
"Ow, come on Bolin, you're going to mess up my 'do" complained the spiky haired man.
"Mako, bro, no one's going to notice. Actually, I don't think anyone is even going to be looking at you. They'll be too busy looking at our star! The beautiful, feisty, lean mean guitar playing machine… Kooooooorra! With her confusing yet interesting hair ponytail thingys and her ocean blue eyes, ripped arms and… "
Korra looked at Bolin with a scary piercing look, her azure eyes shot through his soul. She told them to never… and did she mean NEVER look at her as an ornament to the band.
"Uhhhhhhhh, I mean… um… shut up Mako" Bolin let go of Korra under his arm and tried to deviate the attention to Mako, who was still tuning his bass.
"I didn't say anything!" exclaimed Mako.
Mako pulled Bolin aside.
"Man Bo, You have to take it easy with this, you know Korra doesn't like people talking about her like that." Mako whispered into Bolin's ear.
"Is it still weird that you two dated? Is that why? Damnit Mako I thought you two were over that. You two have to stop making it so weird for me. I wanted to date Korra, but you stole her from me" pouted Bolin.
"And now you have to make it all awkward, you're the one who said that we shouldn't date band members"
Bolin let out a large sigh.
"Whatever, let's just play the show tonight. Way to dampen the mood bro"
Feeling defeated, Bolin walked over to his drum set, slumped over.
Mako shrugged this off and went over to Bolin.
"Bro, she's single now…?" Mako said to Bolin, with a hint of regret afterwards.
"HEY! YOU'RE RIGHT!" that little bit got Bolin all pumped up again for the show.
"HEY KORRA, LET'S GO GRAB DRINKS AFTER THIS!" He screamed at Korra, who was only standing ten feet away from him.
"We'll see Bo" Korra was too focused on preparing everything for the show to think about it being over.
"Alright guys, let's do a sound check, I told the stage manager what to do with the lights and I think he's giving us the thumbs up over there. Let's do this"
Korra was pumped, she set her guitar down on her guitar stand and she took off her jacket and put it neatly on a chair just off stage revealing a black tank top. Her jacket is very important to her, there her family crest stitched on the right sleeve of it. She travelled all the way from the South Pole and left the Southern Water Tribe to pursue a career in the entertainment industry. The jacket reminds her of her home and her parents. Who weren't too keen about her decision, but supported her anyways, she didn't want to let them down.
Korra and the Fire Ferrets have been a pretty successful in the underground indie scene of Republic City, playing shows at local bars and smaller concert halls. But ever since Korra and Mako broke up, the air between the two of them became tense and they didn't want to meet up for and practises or meetings. This hurt the band's image tremendously, making them fall off the indie scene for a couple of weeks.
'I can't let me and Mako's past affect my future, or even Bolin's. I don't want to disappoint mom and dad either, they've been so supportive, fuck. Let's get through this sound check.'
"Okay you assholes, let's do this" she said while putting up her hair.
"We'll go through the first three songs then we have to hustle off and legit get ready. Is your stupid bass all tuned up yet Mako? Bo?" Korra asked as she glared at him.
Mako gave her a quick nod and Bolin gave her a thumbs up.
'Man, what was I thinking, he's such a whiney, indecisive bastard'
Korra picked up her guitar and put it on her.
"You guys okay? Alright then… ONE, TWO, ONE TWO THREE FOUR"
- cue music -
"That… was fucking awesome" Korra smiled.
'I haven't felt this great in a while' Korra thought, covered in light sweat.
"I can't wait until we play for actual people tonight" Bolin said panting "that was great!"
"I actually don't have anything bad to say about that play through, good job, both of you" Mako smiled, for the first time since the band was back together after him and Korra broke up.
'Maybe this won't be so bad afterall'
The band members all smiled to each other.
"Alright you two, let's kill this show tonight" cheered Bolin,
"YEH!" Korra and Mako shouted in unison.
The three hugged and started laughing, remembering the good times, when everything was a little less complicated.
