Who's been sleeping in my coat......

[Dara]

( i know you guys are extremely busy and wont touch this for months, if at all but i leave the possible use of Caleb Lilly and even Gerard as lures I have cookies too)



Kora was asleep. He was quite happy in his spot. He'd found a soft nest in a sea of coats as he'd listened to the band playing Music in the Other room.
Unaware he wasn't supposed to be there or that he would be discovered as the band were coming to the end of practice .
How he'd got there was a simple comedy of errors.

First Morgan had been in charge of him, and they had been sitting in the garden playing when hearing the lure of the Ice
Cream truck. He;d been good and asked Morgan if he could fetch one. Morgan had been listening to music on his ipod
and it had been a simple misplaced es that had set the boy on his path .

After his Ice cream Kora had tried to find his way back but instead had gone in the wrong direction having heard the
music of Deltas playing. He had curled up on a chair waiting for someone and that would be where someone would
find him, using someones coat as a blanket making it sticky from the Ice Cream. It wouldn't be long until he was discovered though as
the soft footfalls in the hall approaching where the little Boy slept sucking his thumb

Morgan had discovered the boy was missing and was calling out for him, looking in the House. Up and down and every where unaware
Kora had left on his exploration.He just knew he was big trouble if he couldn't find him.That was Morgans concern right now convinced Kora was just
playing hide and seek or at least a weird variation of it.

[Little Lion]

He lingered for a minute in the spotlight. The fans screamed at their final chance to exalt him and as their voices overwhelmed him, his heart pounded up towards his throat. Fatigue made him more aware of it's banging presense, numbing his fingers and pushing sweat down his face. The feeling of the eyes on him added a heat he couldn't get anywhere else. The star adored the fans, the sensations they made him feel when preforming, an addictive high he wouldn't admit and wouldn't let go. He raised his right hand and gave a simple wave to the crowd, their voices raised, they were dreading the end. Encores were screamed for, his name riased in high pitches, I love yous were poured out. A smile broadened across his lips, the conditions worsesning. He ran the same hand through his hair, pushing aside the dripping bangs. The star mumbled a final good night into his microphone and with a skip, headed off stage after the other band members.

Good jobs were exchanged between the members, high fives, ridiculous hugs and shoves. They made their ususal noisy entrance into the dressing rooms. Their hearing half shot from the noise of themselves and the full front of the crowd. Caleb was laughing at the sick humor directed at him and his over enjoyance of the crowds. "Don't be jealous." THe typical reply dropped off his smiling lips. His fingers were racing through his hair as he approached his mirror. He hated looking such a wreck after concerts. He leaned his elbows on the dresser and stared at his reflection while his tall fram stretched out behind him. A song was already coming from him, it's notes vibrating out from his vocal chords in a hum. His manager constantly rebuked him for singing so much, afraid the singers voice would become hoarse one of these concert days. Every rebuke was brushed off like dirt on the shoulder.

As the star looked himself over in the mirror, something caught his attention. One of his many coats was no longer on the chair he left it and was slung over something. His eyes narrowed as he looked in the mirror, his mind trying to register the shape. He looked over his shoulder fixing the blues on a small boy, curled in his coat. Immediately, the tall figure's slanted form came rose upright. He looked around for someone to answer his slue of questions but the only people were his useless band mates, preoccupied with themselves, drinks or in Tyler's case, another light. His mouth gave a little twitch and he looked back at the kid. "You've got to be kidding me." He muttered, walking across the room to the comfier chair the child had chosen. "Hey." Caleb's voice went unsympathetic and unheard. He gave a sigh and knelt down. "Hey, wake up." Sympthathy had quickly made it's way into his voice and he spoke softer now that he was nearly level with the child. He didn't want to have to touch it, afraid somehow it would bite him or freak out or worse, become attached.

[Asphyxia]

When all the fuzz and the raucous of the band was going on-stage, a brilliant stream of red had sneaked into the backstage dressing room. Only one person could sneak in with permission and such sly grace. Unfortunately, she hadn't notice the curled up, sticky, blind child wrapped around with her adoration's coat, being a little too busy trying to frame her figure in stealth. Hearing the laughter and the sick jokes being made plus the gentle squeeze of skins playfully trailing their way, the red-haired goddess had to hide quickly, slimming herself swiftly behind the dresser just in time for when the band stepped foot inside the room. It was truly hard to resist hearing her saint approach the same dresser and smelling the natural musk only she could distinct. Some worry plastered over her now furrowed eyebrows when Caleb had walked over to his coat which she had ignored earlier. Watching intently, her head dropped just a little to sigh. Lilly, besides anyone else in the room, knew fully what her blond saint's reaction towards a small child wrapped in his coat meant. Shifting through the room with ease, the porcelain-colored female appeared next to the arm chair where the rock star had knelt down in front of. Her figure had been disguised with a professional school-girl look: A white, button-up shirt that freely stuck to her shapely form with a red tie sliding down to her slightly exposed abdomen; a black vest covered her white top and a black skirt with little lines over the tablets covered from her hips down to half of her thighs and nice black pumps decorated her feet. [nothing mother material at all : D haha] "Caleb..." the small huff leaving her naturally tainted lips caused her a slight tense before leaning down just the smallest, batting her black-combed lashes behind some horn-rimmed black decoration glasses. "Oh." The chime of her voice came out softer and more surprised this time. "Why is there a child inside your coat?" Reaching her slender arms over the chair, her slim fingers unraveled the soft fabrics from the child just to bump her fingers together, her lips frowning a little in disgust. "It's... sticky..."

[Dara]

Kora had only began to stirr at Caleb's requests. He wasnt ready to part with sleep and made many undeciperable sounds only a child makes when disturbed too early from their slumber.
It would be Lillys touch that woke the little boy. "five more...minutes Momma?" He begged half sleepily pulling Caleb's coat even tighter around him as he silentially realised the chime of the female voice was not one he recognised.
Panic replaced sleepilness as he sharnk back from the young couple using Caleb's oat now instead of a cover but as a place to hide himself from them. "Who are you?" His voice trembled in fear. As he sat there awaiting the answer to the first question a need for him to speak up once more. The soft ache in his bladder soon forced him to speak out once more
"Miss... Miss... Lady... I need... a wee?" He whispered figureing Lilly at least would help him to a bathroom. Most females were motherly kind or at least the ones Kora had met in his short five years of life.

[Little Lion]

The blonde's head twisted up at hearing his name in the only tones to cause him an instantaneous smile. "Hello." He said quietly, his eyes giving his girlfriend's attire a skim. This was among his favorite styles of hers. "What?" The easilly distracted young man looked back at the child in his coat. "Oh," His face sank into a little bit of a snarrel. "I don't know." He replied like she had accused him of stealing it. He rocked back on his heels to distance himself from the child, a precaution as Lilly attempted to unravel it. "Ew, are you sh-kidding me?" He reached for the coat but stopped, his hand hovering uncertainly. His mind was made up when Kora stirred. He drew his hand back to his chest like the child had rabies. "Really? That's my favorite coat. Get it off, Lilly." Caleb whinned. He said it about everything he owned but this was a little more true today. It was his chocolate brown coat which he'd worn to go with the maroon colors of his hair and attire today and apart from the white one, he wore this quite a lot. He put his hands on his knees gripping them a bit as he could only watch the small, sticky nusence pull his jacket over it's entire body. Hearing what it had to say next, the star stood up somewhat wide eyed. "You take it." He said to Lilly, nearly jumping back, his hands palms out by his chest. "It said lady and that is you." He pointed one finger and then tapped them through the air to curl them in a fist, nearly a gay mannersim.

[Asphyxia]

Lilly, being swept away momentarily by Caleb's smile and love-struck tone, zoned out into a gaze, blinking it away when the rock star began to act just a tiny little uptight about the situation. The red-haired vampire understood as to why he'd be so upset and at the same time, it wasn't the poor creature's fault. "Caleb!" Lilly's tone left her lips in an exasperated huff, as if trying to get her adored boyfriend's attention with snappy tones. The tender chime was still there and the sweet tones still remained, but a tense exert laced into the extent of the tone. Patting her fingers together still, unbelievable of the sticky substance covering her finger tips, the squint behind her lashes directed back towards the saint and swept back to Kora when he asked what she assumed was her--and which her dear didn't hesitate to point out--to take him to the bathroom, causing her to roll her eyes, her lashes following gently in a twirl. "Oh no... you will certainly help me with this, mister." The threatening pointing fingers were demanding to her adoration, withholding a tone of demand and a certain abrasiveness surfacing. Watching the rest of his reaction, Lilly knew it'd be pointless to try and hold an upright hand in the situation to get Caleb's help. Sighing, letting her shoulders drop momentarily, the woman resorted to something she'd never really use. Putting up a bright expression and batting her lashes a little more casually, her eyes darted in Caleb's direction. "Please, sweetie? We could get rid of it quicker?" Of course, he didn't mean it in a way that the little boy was annoying, but she certainly didn't want to get stuck with it for the whole time. Gently, she curled her hands underneath the sticky coat, lifting it up with ease into her icy embrace. "Sure, little one... We'll get you to a bathroom." Shooting an expecting look at her saint, the goddess began to take small paces to go out of the dressing room.

[Dara]

(sorry too ttempting and to be fair i did flip the coin 3 times)

"I need a wee Miss!" Kora had cried again to deaf ears as the couple talked about him. Hed lifted his head up and out the folds of the coat. He could hear a male and a females voice clearer now. He heard himself reffered to as an It. Something he didnt like at all. At least the female voice seemed kind though.
"Miss...." He called a little more urgently this time as his need became more urgent and he wiggled a litttle in his seat. He was greatful that this time Lilly had seemed to take notice and cradled him gently in her arms. He hadnt wet himself in a long time and here wasnt the place to do so. It was at the doorway it happened A warm wetness of relief ran down his leg soiling his clothes and of course Calebs coat. With it too the soft scent of the deed filled the air around him. He whimpered in rellief and upset figuring this stranger. It was all to much for the boy and he began to cry burying his face into her chest as large sobs ran down his face. "Im sorry lad" He wept his words broken by his tears"dont be mad at me p.pp.pplease" he wailed loudly and by now her top was damp with the first of his tears " I want my mommie" he cried not giving Lilly or Caleb much time to get a word in edgewise.

[Little Lion]

Caleb's head was shaking so fast it looked like he had a twitch and his head wasn't moving at all. "Nuh." He backed up again, refusing the first of his sweethearts pleas. He was trying to turn back towards his dresser but a horror like fixation kept him staring at their new charge. Lilly's second plea got a bit farther. The sweet, pleading tone held him to the spot. He could deny and argue with her demanding tones but denying a request like that would make him out to be a jerk. "Uuhnnn." His one eye was squinted a little but it was clear the saint was breaking. "Fine..." He clamped his hands to his face. "Maybe." The star slunk along behind his girlfriend, dragging his steps like a disgruntled child. "Wait... wait, no." It didn't take a genuis to tell something was amiss though, perhaps it took one to remain calm. The young man began a small panic as the child missed the bathroom and made one out of his coat but, the boy beat him to crying. "Oh, don't. Don't do thaaat." Caleb's hands were at his face again. "Shh, it'll be fine. It's okay. Stop cry-iinng." Despite his frantic pleas, Caleb had managed a quieter, soothing tone. Anything to keep the boy from a further fright.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"
"Oh, nein. Shh, shh." Caleb put a hand on the boys head, frantically trying to silence him. "Oh gawd."
"MY GOD ARE YOU KILLING CATS?! WHAT THE HELL CALE--- Oh, shit? Piss shit. Whatever. Did that come out of you?" Tyler was pointing straight at the crying Kora. In his other hand, he held a beer and on his face was stamped a twisted smirk falling somewhere between disgust and enjoyment at the young couple's woe. "Geeze, Caleb."
"Oh, kill me." Caleb muttered, putting his left hand to his temple. "Kill. Me." He didn't have time to confront Tyler and it would only drive him nuts to hear the other man yelling over the crying boy. One thing at a time He told himself, trying to usher both girlfriend and Kora towards the bathroom.

[Asphyxia]

Reaching out a slender, porcelain hand to the doorknob so there was enough space for both Lilly and the child she cradled in her arm, the hand stopped abruptly at feeling a warm sensation overwhelm her adoration's coat. The smell was impossible to dodge as well. Rolling both of her tainted rosy lips into her mouth, the red-headed girl had stopped in dead in her tracks, paralyzed by the thought of the little boy already using the coat she was holding in her hands as a sanitary facility. The tinted lips had parted from their puckered self, but before any other sound had escaped them first, the little blind boy had already buried himself into one of her good shirts, damping the white fabric with salty, wet tears. Letting an exasperated sigh escape her gentle nature, the eyebrows pulled together in small frustration at hearing the loud wails emanating from the poor child and the whines escaping from her boyfriend. WHY... I never signed up for this... To add on to the effervescing embers, Tyler had to come sauntering around with both his ignorance and plastered self to fan more annoyance and frustration towards the couple. This was perhaps the first time in the goddess' life that so many things going on had gotten her a little on the edgy side. A little curl of uncertain disgust and remorse had cornered around her upper lip, thinking how sticky Kora had been when she first went to uncurl him from what he had taken as a blanket. "It's okay, little one..." somehow, somewhere, her voice had managed to soften up and coo gently to sooth the boy's nerves, even behind her both straining and appalled features, coming out of her stricken state to hurry out of the dressing room with Caleb and fast, clicking her platforms as fast as she could towards the bathroom. A gentle kick was all it took to get the door open, keeping it ajar for the blond saint to come inside and help her. Despite his whining and his ill-experience, Lilly was grateful he had advocated for her when she needed it.

[Dara]

Caleb's soothing tones had begun to calm Kora a little. At least the couple didnt seem too mad at the Mess in the Coat.He had taken a soft breath oonly to restart is wail as of tears rthe moment Tyler had entered the room. The loudness and the rotten smell of beer and sweat had once installed fear and upset in the young boy.
So it was with relief once Lilly had taken him into the bathroom. He began to calm more now as he listened to the silence of the room. Inhaling the smells around him such as the pine in the cleaning material.he was pretty much sure where they where now. As his grip relaxed on the coat a new worry came to mind. What was he gonna wear? He had no clean clothes with him.He didnt think they would ave clothes that was his size. Before he asked though he'd check to make sure he was just with them and not the repugnant bassianest.
For now he would remain Quiet asking but one "Miss Lilly..." He whispered softl still unsure if that was indeed this ladys name. "Miss Lilly... Is He mad at me?" He murmled looking up towards Lilly even thoughhe couldnt see anything, they contained a sweet puppy type look frammed by the redness to show where hed been upset. "cause I didnt mean too honest"
He ad a swee motive to asking about if Caleb was mad or not, firstl he hated anyone being mad at him and secondl He rather hoped Lilly would simly say Calebs name then at least He'd know what to call him something else that was important to him"

[Little Lion]

Under stress, ovewhelmed thoughts or in order to aid someone else, the young man often put his dire most needs behind him in order to compensate for the situation at hand, resulting in near self abuse. Having taken the precautions to keep Tyler out- walking to fast and locking the bathroom door- Caleb gave the bathroom a quick look over to ensure there were no puking fans or over hormoned couples that had found their way back here. Satisfied with his work, the tall man spun around to face his girlfriend and rather sticky guess. Finally, he took his first breath in possible minutes and pressing an open right fist into his left hand for added measure of stress release, he let the breath out in a loud, drained sigh. "What do we do now?" The bewildered tone echoed in a glassy stare fixed on the boy still wrapped in his soiled coat and already he was debating the want of the coat after this ordeal was over. "I can try and find something." His voice trailed off airily like the words were fast sailing and his mind was experiance jet lag. It was only starting to occur to the star that the sticky, rather unpleasant smelling, coat stealing midget was an actual child with fragile emotions.

[Asphyxia]

Eying uncertainly at how Caleb went around checking the bathroom stalls to make sure no one had sneaked inside, the girl's breath began to cycle once again before looking down at the small child in her arms who had asked her if her boyfriend was mad at him. Some sort of remorse churned the acids in her stomach, rebuking the dreaded fire up her esophagus, setting her ducts on fire but just momentarily before she settled the blind kid in the sink. There was no other option than to get him off his clothes and wash them plus give him a bath. Peeking her head over her shoulder momentarily as a signal that she was vaguely listening to her adoration's turmoil in trepidation. "He's not mad at you, sweetie, it's okay... " Lilly cooed in one of her many lullaby voices. "Can you get me some clothes for the boy or something, dear?" Her tone naturally came serene and swayed, hypnotizing, sugar-coated sweet tones. As much as she hated to try and persuade her saint this way, for now, it was just for the best to keep him calm. Turning around, her hand lightly perched on his warm cheek, a single bat of her combed eyelashes and just light glint of her eye would be all she'd expose. "Please?"

[Dara]

In the quiet of the bathroom the noise was amplifed a little.. to Kora anyway. He listened to the quiet noises of the doors as Caleb checked the cubicles, he clung to Lilly he didnt want to be put down in this strange room. He wanted the small comfort of her touch despite her being a stranger to him. that didnt matter as long as he held on to her.
Thus when she tried to put him in the sink he made sure he clung to her as if expecting to fall if he let go.
The fact Caleb wasnt mad at him was little comfort he knew he would be in trouble with his parents and his grandfather as well as Safi when his absence was realised. It made him, want the familar feeling of them espically knowing he'd be heading for a bath having wet his pants. Baths unnerved him with the unsteady texture of water. Out of the four he wanted Gerard most figuring he'd be the one least to get mad but unsure how to voice an of it he stayed quiet
He shivered softly the coolness of the room and the dampness of his trousers made him cold. At least he'd have clean clothes soon,that was a comfort to the young boy as he heard Lilly send Caleb for clothes.Once more he shivered hoping the young couple would hurry up and fetch him clean clothes he just wanted to be warm then he'd ask for his grandfather he decided hoping Lilly or Caleb might know where he would be found..

[Little Lion]

The man's reluctant form lingered behind his loves, listening to the sweet melody she weaved around her requests, ready to oblige with little complaint. His naive nature bent easilly to her whim, allowing his frame to momentarilly relax in her touch, a notion that stiffened up and froze in accompaniment with wide eyes. He whirled away from her touch to replace it with the back of his own hand. "What the heck!? Did you even was those?" He asked rubbing furiously at his cheek. "Gawd, Lilly. I thought I was blonde. Ew" He muttered while stumbling and sputtering across the bathroom. His stumbling path led him out of the bathroom in obediance of his own will of escape rather then her request now. It took him a while to weave his way through the backstage rush and make it clear to bodygaurds he wanted no envolvement with fans tonight. On the way back, the star gave in a little, pausing momentarilly to do some things.
[mmm, i could do something fun but I'm leaving in a moment so I have to cut to what I need]

Caleb emerged through the doorway holding a fistfull of clothes. "I got a shirt and some sweat pants annnndd scissors." He announced while plopping the asortment down on the sink counter.

[Asphyxia]

At first, the gentle nature of his succumbing mannerism had caused some relief of excessive weight on Lilly's shoulders but as quickly as the unnerving thought had eased, the turmoil sprung back to life when her adoration had unintentionally hurt her feelings. Being a girl, even for a merciless vampire, the human body came in with feelings; her heart wasn't made of stone. A little wince naturally twitched over her eye and halfway through her lip as the porcelain colour of her skin flushed sickeningly, her lashes batting perplexed. From inhuman and stunning beauty, the goddess' appearance had gone to a sickened but terribly frightened kitten. Her shoulders had contracted and shrugged at either side of her neck, her figure seeming frozen from breathing and her eyes were wide in horror. The fingers that were so calmly taming her saint had slowly curled up to her palm, her semi-formed fist slowly reaching her side, shielding herself in caution. Curled lashes easily hovered downward to barely close the space from how quick they were moving, trying to blink coagulating tears away. "I... u-uhn." Releasing the breath in strained hyperventilating pauses, the red-haired goddess turned around to face the kid she had left on the sink, reaching her shaking, slender fingers to strip him from his clothes. Before doing this, normally, the girl would talk to announce the kid what she'd be doing figuring it would relieve the little infant but her speeding heart had not granted her the will nor the not stuttering sound words she needed to do so. Instead, she removed the coat and placed it on the sink next to the one occupied until Caleb made his entrance back into the bathroom with a handful of clothes and scissors. Pretty smart from his part, the angelic woman had thought but just to herself. Her lashes kept a low profile and her gestures kept a busy determination, trying to fan away previous thoughts.