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 Pushing Buttons (p), Rafe/Marco - Brazil
Rafe Adamo
 Posted: Oct 7 2015, 09:23 PM
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Gotta break a few eggs to make an omlette






The bar, aptly named "Remus", was full. It was standing room only. It was often that way being in the heart of Brazil like it was. The country was full of life and full of supernaturals. His bar catered to them, providing nutritional needs as requested and all the alcohol they could buy. Remus , or Rafe as he was known in this age, stood leaned against the bar, watching the money flow in. He straightened his jacket and tie feeling a bit restless. Things had been quiet for too long. He was tempted to tell the bouncers to all take break at once so that hell could break loose and he could have some fun. He needed a good fight or to get under someones skin. Even in someones pants. He'd take any and all of it.

He whistled to one of the bartenders, their supernatural ears picking it up easily and heading his way. He motioned for a drink and turned to scan the crowd. Rafe was at one of two bars in the club. The black toned area was nice and calm to his senses. No crazy flashes of color like some of the other bar area's in the place, but it was still plenty crowded. He positioned himself near the end of the bar that was closest to the door so he could get whiffs of people and see them before they saw him. There were some people here talking about a concert with some rock band from America. Dead something... he didn't catch the whole name. It was drawing him a lot of customers so he was glad they had done their show whoever they were.

His drink came and Rafe took the bourbon, swirling it and smelling of it. He took a sip of it, his sensitive ears picking up the sound of more customers coming towards the door. Maybe it would be someone fun. Someone he could enjoy. If he didn't get to play soon, he was going to go hunting and there was a lot of prey in the bar tonight for a bored wolf. Maybe these next people would save someone from their fate. Time would tell. A smirk on his lips, his dark eyes watched the door, waiting to see who the noise belonged too.
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Marco Navarro
 Posted: Dec 1 2015, 10:03 PM
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Why won't you come over here? We've got a city to love.






While not quite at popular as the early years when the band was in the height of superstardom, Dead Stomp still had a massive worldwide following. With band members who loved what they did and brought ample energy to every stage they performed, it was easy to see why they were able to continue to sell out every show date on every tour. Marco enjoyed touring overseas, particularly in destinations where the temperatures were hot and the prey hotter. During the last leg of this tour before heading back home, the band was in South America, stopped in Brazil for a few days shy of a week, two shows in two nights then a mini break to roam the city streets. That was the Alpha wolf's favorite part of traveling.

And was he ever ready to prowl. They hadn't arrived in the country in time for any fun before their first show the previous night and partied extensively until morning to make up for it. During their earlier show, Marco was still hungover but already started on boozing it up for the night. He was slightly perturbed at his drummer for being too hammered to perform properly and missing cues throughout the show. The frontman knew he wasn't prefect, he'd fucked up many shows himself but that didn't stop him from getting in the Joanna's face after the show about it. Immediately he felt bad about it and offered to take her out for the night to make up for being an asshole. The two left the rest of the band to fend for themselves and headed to one of the night's many hotspots.

Of course, the crowd knew there were a couple of celebrities among them as soon as the two band members stepped out of the cab, and went wild, causing a commotion outside the bar. Being a werewolf who was more than able to fend for himself and those close to him, he nay-sayed the idea of any bodyguard accompanying him anywhere. His only concern was his human female counterpart, Joanna, who he'd requested to stay by his side, especially with the type of bar they were heading into. It was dangerous bringing a fresh meat into the lion's den, so to speak, but she always insisted she could handle herself.

No sooner than they made it to the door, the lobo turned to tell his drummer to stay close, she was gone. "You fucking kiddin' me, mama?" he asked no one in particular. The bouncer allowed him past the rope and was already wrangling a group of pretty girls who were screaming for the band lead singer. He had to find her quickly but first he needed a drink in hand. Sidling up to the bar along with a couple fans who'd already picked him out of the crowd, Marco ordered a round for his growing entourage.
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