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Rask leaned back and eyed the man up slowly. His gaze running over every inch of the man and silently noting little things about the way he held himself, the state of his equipment and the way he answered questions. Rask had not expected people joining him to all be the perfect law abiding citizens, however he needed to know that in his band they could follow his orders and know when to control themselves. Although he chuckled as the man questioned the weight of each pack. He was at least sharp this one. 

"That is quite the story, I am certain you have a great number of stories to share by the campfire." He then pauses and nods his head. "You will all know a little about me when the entire group arrives. I would rather not repeat myself to everyone of you. Otherwise you are going to be hearing the same speech." He smiles coldly, however his attention is then drawn to the shouting, grimacing slightly.

"Good to see you again Thena!" He called in reply. Watching the elf approach. Gesturing at the packs he then pointed at the horses. "Grab a pack and strap it to a horse. We need some gear for the dig and I thought it best we all carry, especially if we all get a cut." He then looks across the horizon of the city, before checking the sky. "I hope the others hurr-" Before he can finish he looks down at the male who greeted the group, nodding pleased. "Another arrives, no problems. However the others have very little time left before we off...I have given us a schedule and I expect to stick to it." 

Jack Sullam

Jac was ecstatic as the group he had approached accepted his offer. Over the moon in fact. He hadn't expected it to be that easy, maybe he should have charged more? Jack didn't really care about the money, hell if half of the people at this party went out and bought a track each, he would make a healthy profit as it was. His accounts on iTunes, Amazon and SoundCloud had been plateauing of late. Jack had turned and was walking away before he even noticed the shoe, he was in too much of a rush now. Walking away he took a detour past the local campus coffee house, enjoying the good weather and have a breath of fresh air before he invited some strangers into his room to man handle his equipment. He would also need to get his stuff's cases out of storage. Walking past Ghost Roasters he peered inside, before double taking. Inside was the girl from before! SMiling he kept his focus on her as he walked past, however he chose not to go inside. He had a set to prepare and he was certain he would get a chance over the rest of the year to speak to her.

Jack had called the Hotel as soon as he had got back to his dorm. They promised to send some men round a couple of hours before the earliest guests should be arriving. In the mean time Jack stood behind his gear and flicked through the industrial looking sockets and smiled at the light sound of electricity and glowing lights. Opening up his laptop, which was attached to the set up, he set up the layers and effects of each switch. Putting on the large headphones that were also attached he put on some Presley whilst he sent a quick text to Leo, asking about the guest list. Perhaps if any were recording artists he could sample their songs. Once the text was sent Jack begun by practicing what he already knew, his own tracks came back in a rush and Jack simply stood, enjoying his work and keeping one eye on the phone. When the text came back Jack swiftly jumped through the names, settling on Raquel Goldstein. That was a name he vaguely knew, some sort of country and western singer like her dad. Jack sighed and then turned down his own tracks. Pulling out a pen and paper he set up a timeline, sorting what his set list would be. Alternating from his own work, to other DJ's and then adding in a number of gaps for something he wanted to work on. Mostly it was a set list he had performed before and so he simply loaded everything from then so that his equipment didn't need any work. He then set around looking at Raquel's work. By the time the men came to collect his equipment, with the cases he had told them where to find, Jack was laying back on his bed. Listening to what he had created, he would certainly be asking Raquel tonight if he could use this legally. At the same time he asked a note to be left at reception for when the Shin brothers were leaving. The note simply read 'May have undervalued myself, so lets call it a grand. Oh and think of me next time you have a party.'

The rooftop itself was an interesting venue. The 'stage' he had been told about was more of a plinth at best, especially since the middle had been set up with a mic. Which of course wouldn't do, his own equipment had been very well handed Jack would admit, the hotel staff were polite and respected the fact that they were handling his children in those boxes. The event, whilst being open, actually had less floor space than he was expecting which would suit Jack's style perfectly. A quick request to the hotel staff and he also had a small bar's worth of alcohol behind his equipment, however it was far enough away that a spillage would never have a chance to reach his gear. To his back was the very edge and at first that had been a little unsettling, but with the setup feeling very secure, those butterflies had gone. Jack had also asked that speakers be set up all across the roof, so that no matter where somebody stood they would be able to hear the music. At the beginning Jack wasn't actually DJing, he simply allowed his laptop to run through an assortment of tracks quietly, meanwhile he was preparing the equipment. At the same time as the speakers being fitted, he had also had the lighting connected to his equipment, throwing together some light work in the spare time he had. However he knew he had little control over the lanterns, and so he was just grateful that on their own, the lanterns gave off only a little life.

Jack noticed that a lot of the other guests had dressed up for the event, shirt and tie seemed the fashion, whilst jeans were more common than trousers, they were worn in a more respectable fashion than with a tee and high tops. Jack was wearing his brown leather brogues again, a pair of very skinny blue jeans and a white shirt, buttoned all the way up. He had a pencil tie on and his aviators were tucked neatly into his chest pocket. All in all he hoped he was breaking the barrier between 'casual' and 'smart', since these were possibly the nicest clothes he owned. Jack sat on the edge of the stage as he attempted to mingle with incoming guests, however he didn't really notice anyone in particular, he had even forgot to tell 'ginge' that he was Djing. However when Jack noticed the Shin brothers arriving, he excused himself and made his way over to his gear. After joining the round of applause, for reasons Jack wasn't entirely sure, he then walked forward and moved the mic to the side, then going back and centering his gear at the back of the platform. For now he was running the music and if they wanted someone else to sing, he would at least control that song choice. Though he did have a mic of his own behind his gear. Happy with the setup finally he walked back over and flicked on the opening.

The opening lines of the book, Lost Horizon, starts off quietly on the speakers. "In these days of wars and rumors of wars - haven't you ever dreamed of a place where there was peace and security, where living was not a struggle but a lasting delight? Of course you have. So has every man since time began. Always the same dream. Sometimes he calls it Utopia - Shangri-La" However with a flick the 'La' begins repeating at a slow beat. With one hand Jack then turns up the tempo very slowly, his other pressing switches and preparing to change. As the tempo reaches a climax Jack switches the track, the sound of smashing glass jumps out to be followed by silence. Once More the electronic female voice that was speaking before says the word "Shangri-La" And then the bass drops, one of Jack's lighter songs begins playing over the speakers. The beat reminiscent of old school Bob Marley covered over with a slow bass giving the song something more to bounce and dance too. Stepping back now and again Jack sips on a bottle of water he has there. Towards the end of the song Jack layers over the electronic beat of his next track, eventually speeding the bass up and removing the reggae, allowing the song to form into a new, faster track. As the next song ends Jack suddenly drops to silence. The guitar and chorus too 'By the Way' begins, after going through twice, the second time having a beat over it, he dragged out the last syllable until switching to an electronic tune. Another song more for dance, Jack made sure to keep the beat lighter at the earlier stages of the party. Smiling with his work Jack steps back and looks down to see if anyone he knews was near the stage.

((OOC: I have no idea if the description of the set is fine, anyways I have put a link in the By the Way to the song I am describing, go from 1:51 to know what I mean. The other songs are "Jack's" so I haven't got them.))

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