One Bird Two Stones (Open)

[Abigail Ravensdale]

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Zoe had been looking forward to this day for almost two weeks. And what was so important about today? Well today, some of her favorite bands came to town. This was going to be the first time they ever played together, not to mention their were some she'd never even heard of. Of course if they were good enough to tour with the ones she did, then they were good enough for her. At least for now.

Zoe had left the district early just to make sure she showed up for the concert on time. She had her ticket folded up and was impatiently flicking it between her fingers incessantly. The location was the Barclay Center, Brooklyn, New York, and she was definitely surprised to see all the fans come out of the woodwork in order to see the bands, whether it be Otep, Arch Enemy, Children of Bodom (A finnish band teehee), Dark Tranquility, or Eths, they were all there. Together for the first time ever, this was sure to be some crazy concert.

Zoe had showed up early and the sidewalk was already full of people. The bus had probably taken her too long, but whatever, she was there. Even with the mass of people crowding around outside they hadn't opened the doors yet, if they didn't open up soon they were sure to have trouble on their hands. After all, never had such a mass of black leather clad people gathered outside the Barclay center.

Zoe walked up as far as the mob would permit and turned her back to the wall. Lifting a leg she put her left foot on the wall behind her and leaned against it. Her hair was perfect though by the end of the night she'd expected it to be a tangled mess, at least she hoped the concert was that good. She'd cleaned up the lines in her hair today, the center still straight as always and she had a braid on either side close to her temples. One was stuck behind her ear while the other was let free to hang which had a bit of purple, (her favorite color) in it as an accent. Her head tilted down as she pulled out her ticket and flipped it back and forth between her fingers waiting for the doors to open and the people to rush in. "ugh...A whole f***ing hour," she sighed. She wasn't going to show up to a concert this early again that's for sure.

[Wicked]

Dolly sauntered up with about 45 minutes to go before the show, personally pumped to punch some f***ing heads in.

That's just how it went at these kinds of shows. Loud f***ing music, angry f***ing people. Mosh pits. Awwwww yeah.

It was a good night for some f***ing bulls***.

She was wearing a particularly high set of shorts that were tattered as f*** with a black and white striped shirt, zipper half way undone as per usual. She wore heavy combat boots and some spiked accessories. Plunking her ass down on the sidewalk, the little hellion lit a joint and waited for someone to notice.

She was particularly pissed off on this day, always getting shit from the faculty at her school about her hair colour and their fucking bullshit dress code. Fuck that noise.

This was why she needed tonight. Too much rage. She needed to be there for now, at least for another month or so. Until she was 18. Then what the fuck ever. She didn't need to graduate, she just needed to be out of the foster care system.

Fucking Bullshit.

[/justify]

blargh.

[Savi Siikriiti]

Ya Dig?

Savi stared down the line of cars in interest. She had blown one of these bad boys up a few days ago. Now that she needed some wheels to get to this concert she had to find another car. She held the slim jim in her hands, letting the thin flimsy piece pat against her left hand. The cigarette between her lips burned brightly as she took a drag, wishing it was a joint. She hadn't scored since she crossed the pond, and fuck all it was painful. Going from smoking just about every second of the day to nothing.. That shit was balls. She moved to the end of the line where she'd stolen the Romeo.

She expected it to be empty.

It wasn't.

In its place sat a replacement car. Richie Rich must have moved fast so he could keep some wheels. She let her hand run over the smooth paint of the camaro. This was a little more her style. Not that backstreet pussy ride he'd been sporting. It took her only ten minutes to use that slim jim and break into the ride. Once more Savi lay on her back, her feet hanging out of the driver side as she hotwired the car.

It roared to life and she sat there for a moment, listening and feeling that powerful rumble. She had to check. Had to. His last car had only been a 4 Cylinder. Engine for pussies. She popped the hood and stepped in front of it, happy for the over head lights of the garage. They were on full blast today, thank goodness. She stared down at the engine, a smirk tugging at her lips. Good. He learned his lesson.

The 8 cylinder engine stared up at her and she could swear she was hearing that bad boy sing to her. The blond leaned over, kissing her hand and slapping the top of it. "Don't worry, baby. Momma ish here." She said softly before closing the hood of the car and returning to the driver seat. She closed the door and let her hands run over the steering wheel before pulling free her ipod. She scrolled through her music for a moment, a bit disappointed that these new Camaro models didn't rumble. Finally she paused on her Yelawolf albums. Putting that shit on shuffle she plugged plugged it in and cranked the volume.

From there she was peachy keen, smoking and enjoying the bass thrumming around her. She knew that as soon as she rolled into that parking lot she'd get some of the nastiest looks. But Savi aimed to create a bit of chaos. She loved ruffling the metal head feathers, making them freak cause a bit of rap was playing in their parking lot. Of course the she'd jump in the pit and give them a reason to cower.

While enjoying the thrill of being beat on.

Oh yes she was ready for this concert. The lineup ALONE was enough to make her lady parts shiver in delight. She made her way to the concert the heavy rap shaking the still rolled up windows. The driver side window was rolled all the way down so she didn't have to worry about ashing on her pants.

She rolled into the parking lot, speeding, and spitting along to Worldwide Choppers. She bobbed her head as she parked, illegally, and stepped out of the car. She was hoping it'd get a ticket. Nothing like stealing some rich boys car and getting him a ticket to pay off in one night. She lit up yet another smoke, chain smoking to make up for her lack of weed, and took in a long drag just as some fool in skin tight leather pants approached her.

And he looked pissed.

Savi stared daggers at him as he approached her and she waited patiently for what she already knew was coming. "Think you're in the wrong-"

WHAM!

Savi slammed her fist full force into the guys jaw and watched his skull make contact with the pavement. She stepped over him, straightening her leather jacket as she strolled into the crowd of angry metal heads. Savi looked at them boredly before taking in a heavy breath and holding her arms out. No one stepped forward. She made her way to the line, pausing only because the sweet delectable scent of mary j hit her nostrils. Like a damn K9 she sniffed her way to the glory, plopping down next to the goth girl.

She said nothing, only gave her a slight nod. She looked at the crowd while nonchalantly holding out her hand for a toke.

[Abigail Ravensdale]

Zoe had been standing outside for too long. People had started coming up to her, asking if she was excited and shit. What was worse was the people that walked up and must have mistaken her for some cheap date, that or they were complete dumb asses.She warded the majority of them off by staring them down. Looking at her phone she sighed as time just wouldn't pass fast enough. Now, the waiting line wasn't the quietest of sorts, after-all it was a metal concert, that would have contradicted its very basis, however, when a bright red camaro rolled up with Tech N9ne blasting the line went dead.

People were watching the car like hawks waiting for someone to get out. Zoe looked up merely out of interest, She wasn't some die hard pan-head, she listened to anything that could get her blood pumping, anything where the music literally pulsed through her body. A guy stepped away from his group with a "Watch this" ideal about what was about to happening. He walked over, and tried his damned best to project an ideally macho role, but it just seemed to backfire. The guy was walking straight up to the blonde and *WHAM* shit fell apart for him. His friends busted out laughing and she couldn't hold back a smirk. That tore it, she had to be the most interesting bitch there. Not that she needed an excuse to leave where she was, but the surrounding area had just gotten awkwardly tense as BB(code-named blonde bitch) walked away.

Zoe stood from the wall, putting her hands in her jacket pockets as she walked into the center of the crowd looking down at the guy. She smiled, his eyes were shut solid, he shouldn't be getting up anytime soon. His friends walked over as she walked away into the crowd trying to follow B.B.. Zoe made sure her hands were tucked deep in her pockets as she wandered through the crowd. With nothing but a few glimpses of hair here and there, or a piece of her clothing, of course, black and leather were not easy to pick out in this sort of crowd.

Zoe heard someone mumbling and cursing right behind her. She looked back just out of curiosity, to see who was so livid, and low and behold, it was that dumb ass that had his head bounced on the ground like a ball. His face was burning red with anger, and he was talking stupid shit again. He has his stupid little posse following him around like they were some sort of tough shit. Zoe followed hiim in hopes he may know where he was going, until she'd heard enough. "Oi! Tha's no way tuh talk bout a ladeh," she reached up and grabbed a handful of his hair, sticking a foot in-front of his she pushed and his mouth came busting down on the curb, broken teeth and blood scattered the ground. She cringed slightly, more so in a joking manner. "I 'ope you 'ave beter dental care than in bri'ian you git!"

His hand over his mouth as blood trickled out she only smirked and dared him to try something, but she wouldn't wait for his shit. She'd found B.B. and that was her goal to begin with. Walking off, his spineless posse picked their sorry leader up and walked away like dogs with their tails between their legs. B.B/ had found someone, a friend?Who knew? It didn't matter, Zoe walked over and sat casually with the two of them. The scent was familiar, but Zoe was used to different drugs,stronger in some ways.

[Wicked]

Dolly just sort of sat and watched, smoking her joint as there was all sorts of badassery going on here. She watched as Savi handed that guy his ass, totally amused. A smirk played across her lips at the scene unfolding before her. This was hilarious. This was why she was here. She liked this bitch already, she was who she was and she didn't take shit from anybody.

Then she watched as Savi came to sit beside her, looking around and asking for a toke without any real words. Without hesitation, Dolly handed over the joint and pulled out a fresh one to light.

This bitch deserved some fucking props.

She continued to watch as Zoe pretty much just solidified the fact that the guy was a total fucking goof. They were a pissed off bunch of metalheads, sure, but nobody should discriminate where they were. You don't fuck with bitches who have the balls Savi seemed to have.

Awesome, another badass chick with whom to sit around and get high with.

Dolly offered Zoe the joint she'd just lit, moving to pull another out of her case. This was just how she was. Dank ran like water for her, she knew all the right people and it showed.

And these bitches were fucking baller.

"Way to start the night with a bang, ladies,

[/b]" she said in an amused tone, not really wanting to push much conversation. Fuck it, this sitch was chill as fuck.[/justify][/blockquote]

[Savi Siikriiti]

Savi snagged that joint like she hadn't had a toke in months, which was true. She's had a tiny bit of bud before leaving Finland, but that'd been it. She flicked the cigarette away from her body, it bounding off of someones leg. They of course turned to pick a fight, saw who it was, and promptly turned back around. Damn right they did. Savi ran this shit, and when she didn't she was certain Mohawk over there did. Savi watched, half amused half nonchalantly as Mohawk basically curbstomped the fucker she'd K.O.'d. Obviously he didn't retain knowledge very well, or quickly for that matter. She grinned to herself as she watched him and his pals retreat. No concert for them. Savi stood, taking a long toke and cackled. "Tail between yer leks boys?" She barked at them before sitting back down.

She eyed Mohawk as she approached her and Miss Mary Goth. Mohawk sat down on the others side of Miss Mary Goth casually. Just as casually as Savi had come over and snagged the joint. She glanced at her, leaning forward to do so. Her chin came up in a silent nod, acknowledging a fellow take no shit kind of gal. And Mary Goth? She was Savs best friend already. The girl was loaded with bud, and that was reason enough for the blond to want to get on a first name basis. She needed someone with those kind of connections. After all walking around New York asking people if they knew where to score was a dangerous thing.

Not that Savi hadn't kept it as an option if she got too desperate.

"Way to start the night with a bang, ladies,"

Miss Mary said speaking up. Savi grinned, taking another long toke. As the plume of smoke came out she spoke clearly. "Names Savi." That was it. Her name. That was all that she needed to say for now. The goth she could get along with simply because she could supply a demand that Savi needed tending to. But Mohawk? True the chick had balls. But could she take a punch? Could dish it. Could she eat it? They'd find out in the pit, that was for damn sure. She'd make it a point to let Mohawk have a taste of her fist.

Can't take a hit, you get no respect from Savi Siikriiti.

Savi looked up as the metalheads started to shuffle forwards. The doors must be opening and everyone was pushing for first. They always wanted to be front and center at the show. She understood. More than once Savi had fought her way to front and center, especially for OTEP. Savi'd go rug munching for Otep Shamaya any day of the week. She grinned to herself, standing in one fluid motion. She hit that joint once more shoving a few people out of her way to cut in line. They protested but didn't put up much of a fight. She glanced back at Miss Mary and Mohawk.

"Comink?" She called clearly, shoving someone to the ground as they tried to push her forward with the moving line.

[Abigail Ravensdale]

Zoe was no stranger to marijuana. She'd started off with it, she just hadn't hit anything that low in a while. She took the joint between her index finger and thumb. She hadn't worn gloves, which was on purpose. Her midriff was exposed to, anyone with the gull to touch her tonight was going to get f***ed over. Unfortunately she hadn't thought about it and the joint fell apart in her hand. "FECK!" she shouted as an ash landed on her wrist and she shook it off. She had to cover that up quickly. it couldn't just fall apart, or could it? Well..why the hell not? "Who the h'ells brigh't idea was that??!" she stomped on the remainder of the joint. She'd hit something before she came anyway, she'd be good until after the concert.

As Savi looked over to her Zoe was rubbing her wrist were the ember had fallen and she gave the same response. The accent was familiar and she'd heard in somewhere when she still lived in the Queens country,but not since then. She musta been from cross the pond like her. "thanks anyway," she said to Dolly referring to the joint the was crushed beneath her franky boots. She looked to Savi as she introduced herself. "I'm Zoe, You've go'ta way with thu men," she said in reference to the ones that had been forced to leave the party, after thoroughly being embarrassed by two women half their size.

The line started moving and Savi stood up. Zoe followed behind wanting to get in the middle of it all. She didn't care about seeing the band as much as she did the s*** that went on during. She was amped, pumped, and ready for any damn thing that got it her way. "ooo shuhtup!" she grunted pushing someone out of her way laying her palm against their face and pushing them away as she followed closely with Savi in the lead. As they walked din the stage was covered still. People were filing in and it had to be the biggest all black pointy shiny things convention in all of New York.

She looked around finding all the speakers, looking at how everything was set up. People were filling in the seats that sat around the stadium but who came to this sort of concert and sat through it. No she needed space to move, she wasn't going to be one of those f***ers in the stands pretending to be fans. No she was going to be THE fan. She didn't need a band T-shirt like more than half the people in this place to prove she was hard. "So, who are you 'ere fo'?" she asked. Obviously the main band was Otep, it was their tour, but Zoe had a thing for Arch enemy.