Rhythm of the Storm (3/?)
Note: As always this is dedicated to the taunting rat bastard of a bard, the Infinite One, Nick... and my bud the HH self-proclaimed Kimber-Stormer fanboy my partner in mischief, mayhem, and Riot bashing.
RHYTHM OF THE STORM (3/?)
Jerrica Benton followed Stormer back into the cabin, her own mind racing at the recent turn of events, wondering how the blue-haired keyboardist was going to handle telling the others. She had little doubt that Stormer would honour her pledge not to tell about Jem, but certain things were going to turn up things that weren't all that easy to explain. Running a hand through her shoulder length blonde hair, the CEO resolved to standby Stormer make sure the keyboardist had at least one friendly face in her corner. Although if she knew her band mates - and she liked to think she did after all she did grew up with most of them - Stormer would have the Holograms' support as well.
"OH"
"MY"
"GAWD!!"
Three different voices sounded behind Jerrica as the various Misfits and Holograms filed into the room, even with her back turned the blonde could tell there were quite a few jaws on the floor at the moment. It wasn't hard to imagine what they were all looking at, she was sure she had the same look of disbelief on her face hours ago when she first showed up at the cabin. Stormer's cabin in the mountains had all the earmarks of having been built by a master craftsman what knew his or her way around wood and stone. Once you got past the front door the foyer literally opened up to a large expansive living area, calling to mind a ski lodge with an upper balcony wrapping itself around the room, which was accessed by a massive stone and wood staircase dominating one wall. Heavy thick timber pillars acted as supports for the wrap around loft area creating private little areas here and there around the open living area, a large wet bar tucked into one corner while a dark mahogany pool table guarded another corner.
While standing just inside the living room, near the foyer, you could look left and see a little raised area that led off into the gallery kitchen and to the right was a massive fireplace that guaranteed that the cabin would not be getting cold anytime soon. Jerrica knew for a fact the place also had a sophisticated satellite system, a nice sound system, a to die-for hot tub, having gotten a tour of the place earlier, and all of that was just the ground floor. No telling what Stormer had tucked away in the basement and second floor areas, although Jerrica had seen a little stage set-up, complete with instruments and mic-stands, on the second floor loft when she was being led back inside after her tour of the hot tub and back porch.
Catching Stormer's eye, the other woman having already dropped into one of the room's armchairs somewhat dejectedly, Jerrica flashed a quick somewhat wicked smile silently offering encouragement. Taking a seat in the chair beside Stormer, which happened to flank an unlit fireplace, Jerrica turned her attention to the others and promptly found herself fighting laughter at the looks on the collective faces of both bands. Never in a million years had she thought she would see the Holograms and Misfits with matching looks of disbelieve and wonderment, it was down right comical the way Pizzazz and Aja's mouths kept opening and closing in unison. Settling back in her chair Jerrica smirked a bit, more them wiling to enjoy the coming show, 'teach the bands to crash Stormer's cabin uninvited' she thought a bit smugly.
For her part, Kimber stepped away from the group her attention drawn to a wall with numerous framed pictures, one large frame catching her eye in particular. A bright smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she recognized the framed cover of the Back2Back album along with two platinum records signifying the overall sales - at the time - the album had gone platinum three additional times since then. Not bad for something that was recorded mostly as an expression of rebellion and defiance at their respective bands. Well it was until they found out that Eric Raymond was attempting to screw Kimber out of her share of Starlight Music then it became a do or die album. Since there was no way in hell Kimber Benton was going to sign over her half of the family business to that vulture no matter how mad she got at her sister and fellow band mates. Still is was nice to be reminded that something good did come out of that album, other then recording breaking sales, she and Stormer had forged a strong friendship and it was fun messing with their respected band mates' heads whenever the two chose to hang out with one another and whatnot. Kimber took rather perverse pleasure in watching Pizzazz and the other Misfits pretend they didn't care what Stormer did or that the two could be plotting another album, of course she was sure Stormer took the same pleasure in watching the Holograms squirm with the very same concerns.
Chuckling softly at the mental image of Jetta nearly swallowing her teeth one day when she happened to walk in on her and Stormer messing around with a Riot action figure, that had several pins sticking out of it, in one of the recording studios at Stinger Sound, the redhead shook her head and turned her attention to some of the other photos on the wall. 'Its too easy messing with our bands at times,' she thought mischievously wondering if they should set up the same scene at Starlight Mansion just to get the look on the Holograms' faces. Her eyes running over the collection of images on the wall, most of them of various Misfits concert performances and miscellaneous other images of Stormer and her band mates. Kimber's smile got even bigger as she noted a few pictures of herself in various Holograms concerts and such, including a few she had no idea were ever taken, that had obviously taken at one of the rare Kimber and Stormer performances. 'I got to get copies of a few of these,' she decided happily.
"Exactly how much did you two make on that album?" Roxy asked finally finding her voice, shaking her head a bit to come out of her shock deciding that Stormer and Kimber were enjoying this way too much.
"Lots," Kimber replied, her grin turning a bit wicked as she faced the two bands, "Eric was so intent on getting my share of Starlight Music he didn't realise that there was a typo in the contract."
"Typo?" Raya asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Oh yeah... you see he was so sure that we wouldn't be able to get the album out that he failed to notice that he only gave himself 5% of the royalties." Kimber explained with a devilish grin. "I'm looking forward to my twenty-first birthday so I can have access to it," she added bouncing a bit with excitement, knowing that her inheritance and most of her cut from the band's work was in a trust fund. While she knew that she would use some of the trust fund to help run Starlight Mansion, it was still nice to know she would have a hefty sum left over to do what she wanted, especially if she and Stormer had continued success in future ventures.
"FIVE PERCENT!" Jetta got out before collapsing in laughter, "of a five time multi-platinum album?!" The dark haired Misfit was nearly in tears as she thought of the look on Eric Raymond's face when he realized he screwed himself out of a good portion the profits of that particular album. "Oh god... if we can only get him to make the same mistake when our contracts come up for renewal!"
"Not a chance," Stormer grumbled half to herself, glad that Kimber had lightened the mood a bit, "he rereads everything - at least - three times now."
"Ah man," Roxy groaned dejectedly, dropping onto the sofa, "well the next time you two get a wild hair to make another album... you better remember your buds this time!"
End Part 3.
Note: As always this is dedicated to the taunting rat bastard of a bard, the Infinite One, Nick... and my bud the HH self-proclaimed Kimber-Stormer fanboy my partner in mischief, mayhem, and Riot bashing.
RHYTHM OF THE STORM (3/?)
Jerrica Benton followed Stormer back into the cabin, her own mind racing at the recent turn of events, wondering how the blue-haired keyboardist was going to handle telling the others. She had little doubt that Stormer would honour her pledge not to tell about Jem, but certain things were going to turn up things that weren't all that easy to explain. Running a hand through her shoulder length blonde hair, the CEO resolved to standby Stormer make sure the keyboardist had at least one friendly face in her corner. Although if she knew her band mates - and she liked to think she did after all she did grew up with most of them - Stormer would have the Holograms' support as well.
"OH"
"MY"
"GAWD!!"
Three different voices sounded behind Jerrica as the various Misfits and Holograms filed into the room, even with her back turned the blonde could tell there were quite a few jaws on the floor at the moment. It wasn't hard to imagine what they were all looking at, she was sure she had the same look of disbelief on her face hours ago when she first showed up at the cabin. Stormer's cabin in the mountains had all the earmarks of having been built by a master craftsman what knew his or her way around wood and stone. Once you got past the front door the foyer literally opened up to a large expansive living area, calling to mind a ski lodge with an upper balcony wrapping itself around the room, which was accessed by a massive stone and wood staircase dominating one wall. Heavy thick timber pillars acted as supports for the wrap around loft area creating private little areas here and there around the open living area, a large wet bar tucked into one corner while a dark mahogany pool table guarded another corner.
While standing just inside the living room, near the foyer, you could look left and see a little raised area that led off into the gallery kitchen and to the right was a massive fireplace that guaranteed that the cabin would not be getting cold anytime soon. Jerrica knew for a fact the place also had a sophisticated satellite system, a nice sound system, a to die-for hot tub, having gotten a tour of the place earlier, and all of that was just the ground floor. No telling what Stormer had tucked away in the basement and second floor areas, although Jerrica had seen a little stage set-up, complete with instruments and mic-stands, on the second floor loft when she was being led back inside after her tour of the hot tub and back porch.
Catching Stormer's eye, the other woman having already dropped into one of the room's armchairs somewhat dejectedly, Jerrica flashed a quick somewhat wicked smile silently offering encouragement. Taking a seat in the chair beside Stormer, which happened to flank an unlit fireplace, Jerrica turned her attention to the others and promptly found herself fighting laughter at the looks on the collective faces of both bands. Never in a million years had she thought she would see the Holograms and Misfits with matching looks of disbelieve and wonderment, it was down right comical the way Pizzazz and Aja's mouths kept opening and closing in unison. Settling back in her chair Jerrica smirked a bit, more them wiling to enjoy the coming show, 'teach the bands to crash Stormer's cabin uninvited' she thought a bit smugly.
For her part, Kimber stepped away from the group her attention drawn to a wall with numerous framed pictures, one large frame catching her eye in particular. A bright smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she recognized the framed cover of the Back2Back album along with two platinum records signifying the overall sales - at the time - the album had gone platinum three additional times since then. Not bad for something that was recorded mostly as an expression of rebellion and defiance at their respective bands. Well it was until they found out that Eric Raymond was attempting to screw Kimber out of her share of Starlight Music then it became a do or die album. Since there was no way in hell Kimber Benton was going to sign over her half of the family business to that vulture no matter how mad she got at her sister and fellow band mates. Still is was nice to be reminded that something good did come out of that album, other then recording breaking sales, she and Stormer had forged a strong friendship and it was fun messing with their respected band mates' heads whenever the two chose to hang out with one another and whatnot. Kimber took rather perverse pleasure in watching Pizzazz and the other Misfits pretend they didn't care what Stormer did or that the two could be plotting another album, of course she was sure Stormer took the same pleasure in watching the Holograms squirm with the very same concerns.
Chuckling softly at the mental image of Jetta nearly swallowing her teeth one day when she happened to walk in on her and Stormer messing around with a Riot action figure, that had several pins sticking out of it, in one of the recording studios at Stinger Sound, the redhead shook her head and turned her attention to some of the other photos on the wall. 'Its too easy messing with our bands at times,' she thought mischievously wondering if they should set up the same scene at Starlight Mansion just to get the look on the Holograms' faces. Her eyes running over the collection of images on the wall, most of them of various Misfits concert performances and miscellaneous other images of Stormer and her band mates. Kimber's smile got even bigger as she noted a few pictures of herself in various Holograms concerts and such, including a few she had no idea were ever taken, that had obviously taken at one of the rare Kimber and Stormer performances. 'I got to get copies of a few of these,' she decided happily.
"Exactly how much did you two make on that album?" Roxy asked finally finding her voice, shaking her head a bit to come out of her shock deciding that Stormer and Kimber were enjoying this way too much.
"Lots," Kimber replied, her grin turning a bit wicked as she faced the two bands, "Eric was so intent on getting my share of Starlight Music he didn't realise that there was a typo in the contract."
"Typo?" Raya asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Oh yeah... you see he was so sure that we wouldn't be able to get the album out that he failed to notice that he only gave himself 5% of the royalties." Kimber explained with a devilish grin. "I'm looking forward to my twenty-first birthday so I can have access to it," she added bouncing a bit with excitement, knowing that her inheritance and most of her cut from the band's work was in a trust fund. While she knew that she would use some of the trust fund to help run Starlight Mansion, it was still nice to know she would have a hefty sum left over to do what she wanted, especially if she and Stormer had continued success in future ventures.
"FIVE PERCENT!" Jetta got out before collapsing in laughter, "of a five time multi-platinum album?!" The dark haired Misfit was nearly in tears as she thought of the look on Eric Raymond's face when he realized he screwed himself out of a good portion the profits of that particular album. "Oh god... if we can only get him to make the same mistake when our contracts come up for renewal!"
"Not a chance," Stormer grumbled half to herself, glad that Kimber had lightened the mood a bit, "he rereads everything - at least - three times now."
"Ah man," Roxy groaned dejectedly, dropping onto the sofa, "well the next time you two get a wild hair to make another album... you better remember your buds this time!"
End Part 3.