Amusement. That was the one word that described Søren's emotions, after witnessing the reaction of the other Harbingers when he announced he would begrudgingly pack parts of the drum set in to the studio. True, even he realized how odd this was, but today's practice was important to EP production, which once done meant Søren could spread their name easier. After all spreading anything's name is easier when you actually have product to move. Though mind you there was a small part of his mind that screamed complaints at him for volunteering his help, and there was another moderately larger section trying to convince in to telling the rest of the band that he had merely been joking, just so that he could watch them regain some form of comfort. For the most part they all appeared thrown by it, the least shocked looking member was Lucy, yet even she had a small initial reaction to it. However, the rest of his mind was still the majority, thus the ruling stood.
With Søren's assistance it took a little less time for them to set up. In fact if he had to bet Søren would probably say it was the fastest they have ever set up for practice. Though the chances of it being repeated or beaten were low, after all he now remembered why he refused in the first place. It sucked.
With everything packed in and everyone hooked up and ready to go practice started.
As Søren's fingers began to melodically meld with Nete he could fill the world's usual clamorous sounds die away, only to be replaced by the wondrous world created by The Harbingers. He couldn't tell where he stopped and the music began, on fact he couldn't pick out anyone. As individuals they were musicians, but together as a band they were more. What they were Søren didn't know how to describe, it would be like trying to describe a painting in full to a man who had never known sight; always lacking.
Practice was over, the kit was packed up again and Søren was still riding the euphoric high of playing as a band. The entire time that Parker had been securing all the pieces of set into the back of the van Søren had been bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet to an inaudible beat. He was waiting quite contently for what he knew would probably follow Parker's completion of strapping everything down, the almost inevitable questioning of everyone's plans. So, watching as Parker wrapped up Søren bounced patiently and.... Boom! There it was. Allowing the other two Harbingers to answer first Søren spent the time pretending to labor over his choices for evening activities. Eventually though he did reply, "Well Matt to answer your question and Parker's, I think that my ride ultimately controls my destination unless I felt like walking back to the apartment" shudders and then continues, " I have little say in the matter. However, though food, food sounds like an amazing idea." Spinning in a quick circle the ball of his foot he added in a bright cheery tone. "Also before anyone ask where, I am good with anything as long as I can eat it!"
With Søren's assistance it took a little less time for them to set up. In fact if he had to bet Søren would probably say it was the fastest they have ever set up for practice. Though the chances of it being repeated or beaten were low, after all he now remembered why he refused in the first place. It sucked.
With everything packed in and everyone hooked up and ready to go practice started.
As Søren's fingers began to melodically meld with Nete he could fill the world's usual clamorous sounds die away, only to be replaced by the wondrous world created by The Harbingers. He couldn't tell where he stopped and the music began, on fact he couldn't pick out anyone. As individuals they were musicians, but together as a band they were more. What they were Søren didn't know how to describe, it would be like trying to describe a painting in full to a man who had never known sight; always lacking.
Practice was over, the kit was packed up again and Søren was still riding the euphoric high of playing as a band. The entire time that Parker had been securing all the pieces of set into the back of the van Søren had been bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet to an inaudible beat. He was waiting quite contently for what he knew would probably follow Parker's completion of strapping everything down, the almost inevitable questioning of everyone's plans. So, watching as Parker wrapped up Søren bounced patiently and.... Boom! There it was. Allowing the other two Harbingers to answer first Søren spent the time pretending to labor over his choices for evening activities. Eventually though he did reply, "Well Matt to answer your question and Parker's, I think that my ride ultimately controls my destination unless I felt like walking back to the apartment" shudders and then continues, " I have little say in the matter. However, though food, food sounds like an amazing idea." Spinning in a quick circle the ball of his foot he added in a bright cheery tone. "Also before anyone ask where, I am good with anything as long as I can eat it!"
