One Stage Before

[Zander Grubbs]

One Stage Before Somewhere in the park Tag: Jordan

They didn't always need a stage when they wanted to play. Which explained why they'd drawn a bit of a crowd in the park. With instruments in hand they'd proven they were a band. Only some could actually tell who exactly they were. But the brothers didn't mind. Playing music made everything fine since they were more than happy to do just that.

Once they'd had their fill, they all started to mill about. They'd originally come to relax in the park anyways. While his brothers spoke to the crowd, he moved and walked out to go and get himself some food. He knew they'd set up their stuff away from most of the fuss of the park so they could relax in relative peace.

But he he wasn't alone. He realized someone followed him "home" to their things and now he was curious. Offering up a smile, he crouched to search their food in the meanwhile. "Hello there!"

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[Jordan Comstock]

The approach was something Jordan was used to. In the busy streets - or parks, in her case today - there was talent to be found for those willing to look. Initially, she had been half-considering the day to be a day off. Time never waited for the wicked, and that had always been the case with her. She might have had no meetings today, but she was still on the clock. Constantly. Consistently. Her phone rarely ever stopped.

Making her way through the park was something of a necessary detour, but as she walked on the phone to her latest assistant, she caught the sound of something new. Or, fresh. She couldn't quite depict the interest it sparked, but it was there all the same. She hung up and followed the commotion.

Not only was it a band, but they had the ability to suck in a rather decent crowd of people. Herself included. For someone who spent her entire life surrounded by new and upcoming artists, to be dragged in was something of a wonder. Even when it was over, she was still curious, so she mulled around a particular point that would get her noticed eventually. And when called to, she even put her phone away.

"Hello!" The threat of joy. A kind of charm so natural in her tone. A conversation for the ages; "You've pulled yourself quite a crowd. Don't tell me this was all a spur of the moment set up."

But she so hoped it was.

[Zander Grubbs]

One stage before Somewhere in the park Tag: Jordan

When she responded in kind, he was inclined to believe she was friendly too. She spoke with a charm and didn't seem to mean harm so he was fine taking to her. "Honestly it was. We came out to enjoy a picnic and decided to play. I guess people liked it." He replied with a grin. It was nice to see him and his brothers could bring in some company so easily.

He searched a bit more to find his snack, and finally grabbed one of the sandwiches nicely packed with the others. Then he turned back to her.

[/color=0d4bf8]"I'm glad people liked it. It was nicely seeing such a turn out, even if this was sort of spontaneous."[/color] It gave him confidence that people started to show. It proved that they might actually know what they were doing.

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[Jordan Comstock]

Jordan listened as he spoke, practically struck by the humble nature he provided. In the city that surrounded them, finding anything with a genuine attitude often proved difficult. It was a quick and easy way to twist a person, particularly in her line of work. But he seemed almost simple in the best way possible.

"Talent like that's hard to walk by." She admitted. It was exactly why she stopped, and she ventured to guess it was the same reasoning in most other people's minds.

She had to find a point, but she had to do it correctly. Curiosity had stalled her footing and now she was there, so what was the harm in asking simple questions? "Who works for you?" Jodran asked him then. In her line of work, it was the more appropriate question to ask; "Your band, I mean. Who represents you?"