David Harris ✟ John Mitchell (mylonglife) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2012-01-31 17:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | ashlyn bledsoe, david harris |
Who. David Harris and Ashlyn Bledsoe
What. Overbite has a show, and a blast from Mitchell's past shows up
Where. Chicago, Illinois
When. Tuesday night, January 31st 2012
Warnings. TBD?
It was another successful show for the reincarnated vampire rock group known as Overbite, and David was still buzzing in the aftermath. There were few things in his unlife that could honestly get his juices flowing quite like a little Type O Negative, and to be perfectly honest, this was one of two. Being on stage, and sex. Two very different styles of performing but to David, they were the highest of art forms that he took every great pleasure in constantly striving to perfection.
The real upside to the former was that being on stage had nothing to do with the blood lust, whereas sex was too closely linked and more often than not led to somebody losing their life. With the band, David didn't have to worry about any of that. All he had to worry about was keeping himself in the spot light, not singing directly into the microphone, and being as sexually charged as he could for all his adoring fans who did nothing but throw themselves at him from their seats. And David never let them down, every night that Overbite performed he swayed and sang his heart out on stage until beads of sweat dripped from the ends of his hair. Until the guitar riffs blaring out of the amps were vibrating through his skin and sending his body into a new pattern of movement every time. It was the closest David could come to actually feeling alive, since he no longer had a heart beat or a pulse to claim, but sometimes the vibrations were enough to fool him for awhile.
"Hey David, some girl was asking for you."
David had just emerged from his dressing room and had made his way to the VIP section where the band always hosted their pre-after parties at the venue. First came the pre-after party, then the after party, then the after after party, then ... well. You get the picture. There were a lot of parties involved, and a lot of women, so a girl asking for him wasn't a complete surprise. The surprise came when the reincarnate of John Mitchell loped his way around a few tables, past a few of his band mates already raising hell with some of their more... dedicated fans, and came face to face with...
Annie.
He flinched inwardly at the sound of Mitchell's voice in his head, saying her name with that curious reverence for the ghost that David still didn't quite understand. There she was, sitting right in front of him in the flesh (literally, in the flesh, she wasn't even a ghost in this life), and for once David was without intelligible words. "... Uh. Hi."