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Natalie Explosion (soulmadeinhell) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-11-11 00:04:00

Entry tags:

natalie explosion, nathan explosion

Who: Natalie and Nathan Explosion
What: I DON'T KNOW. EMOTIONAL CRAP.
Where: Mordhaus, Mordland, then Berne, then Cabo, then Vegas
When: Tuesday night/Wednesday morning.
Warnings: Brutality, swearing, senseless destruction of expensive furniture and people's faces, sex, more swearing.

Natalie had been getting progressively surly throughout the tour. Not because she wasn't having fun, because she was, but for... Reasons.
She didn't like explaining herself to anyone, the least of all being herself. Or her male self, either. She knew she was fucked, because hell. Who the fuck could argue that the most metal relationship in the world, (yes, the ENTIRE WORLD!!!), was that of Nathan and Satan.
She couldn't fuck with that. She WOULDN'T fuck with that. Even though she already realized that the only person in the entire world who she knew wouldn't fuck her over, the only man she could actually for-reals say wouldn't make her want to choke someone and/or cry like a unmetal little pansy, was Nathan.

So... Natalie just decided to be surly about it. At the moment, she was stomping down the main hall in Mordhaus, on her way to... goddamn anywhere but where she was, and saw an opportunity to cause destruction that might cheer her up and let her release some steam. So she stopped in front of one of their statues that lined the side of the hall, and kicked it over with a loud, low growl, setting into motion a domino effect that went down the incredibly long hall.

Nope. Even that didn't help. It was pretty cool, though, how the statues all toppled over like that, though.

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blackestblack
2009-11-11 07:16 am UTC (link)

Nathan had been drinking some orange juice flavored vodka when he heard a loud clanking in the hall. He wasn't nearly drunk enough to not go investigate what was going on, so he told the groupie that he'd been talking to - yes, talking - to stay where she was and stomped out of his room. He checked on Killer first, to make sure the little guy hadn't gotten squished, then stomped out to the main hall. He blinked when he saw the statue. "Huh, it looks better that way. We should do that to all of them."

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soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 07:22 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, actually, it was pretty awesome when they all fell over." Natalie said, dusting off her knee-high skirt and crossing her arms with a scowl. "Fuck," she huffed, and tilted back to look into the room at the groupie. "Ugh. Yeah, I'm going to go... hit... stuff. I'll be uh, wherever." She threw one hand up into the air in a way that obviously meant 'I'm too pissed to explain', and wandered down the hall, gracefully avoiding the smashed statues on her way to a room that was full of expensive furniture.

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blackestblack
2009-11-11 07:27 am UTC (link)

"I can hit stuff too, I can hit it with you, come on, it'd be fun, unless you're pissed off, don't worry about what's-her-name, I was going to kick her out anyway." Nathan tended to speak in run-on sentences when he was excited or flustered, and he really did want to go smash stuff with Natalie. Groupies, while awesome while they were doing Groupie Stuff, tended to really suck when they tried to do more than spend the night.

He moved along behind Natalie, figuring if she didn't want to talk, that was fine, he could smash stuff in semi-silence.

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soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 07:48 am UTC (link)

"Whatever you want, Nathan, I don't mind having you around, you know that. I just. Urgh. Don't wanna talk about it." Natalie hung her head and sighed as she walked into the breakfast dining room and knocked over a chair that happened to be in her way.

Stupid marriage. Even though it was obvious - even to Natalie - that Nathan was around her more often, and spent more time in Mordhaus now, and less in Hell. Half of that time probably was due to the concert, she'd give it that much, but she knew that the other half of the time spent up here, with the living, was mainly because there was someone worthwhile to hang out with.

Still didn't help that he was married though. Stupid cocking Satan, with her stupid cocking 'love only me' bullshit.

A rather expensive vase was smashed into dust.

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	blackestblack 2009-11-11 07:51 am UTC (link)
	Nathan blinked and followed suit, knocking over a table with a loud grunt. He didn't know why Natalie was so upset, but he knew that she probably really did want to talk about it. "You know, sometimes you've just got to say what you're feeling and not let it bottle up inside you." He kicked over a bookshelf, wondering why they had one outside the library. (Reply to this)

soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 07:54 am UTC (link)

Probably for the ambiance. Not that any of them really paid attention to their surroundings. She smashed another chair against the wall by way of swinging it and letting it splinter and fall.
"It's nothing, Nathan, okay?" Totally a girl thing to say, and the way she said it, it was obvious that it was something. A big something that she wanted to talk about but wasn't going to, because it was all emotional and stupid.

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blackestblack
2009-11-11 07:58 am UTC (link)

"When girls say that, they usually yell at me afterwards." Nathan watched her smashing the chair, smiling a tiny bit to himself. If he had to admit it in court, or some other place where he wasn't allowed to lie, he did love Natalie, and he hadn't been in Hell so much lately. Which probably meant he was going to get ripped to tiny pieces sometime soon, but he figured it couldn't count as much when it was a version of himself.

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soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 08:03 am UTC (link)

"Yeah well it's not going to be at you okay? I just need to yell. And drink. And smash things. Maybe then it won't matter so much what I think, and... feel. And crap. Goddamn it." She huffed and crossed her arms again, pouting out her lower lip and scowling. "I need more shit to destroy. I need... something. I don't know. Some explosives wrapped around a redwood tree to completely decimate it. I want to do that. I mean why do redwood trees get to be so old and have all that land anyway? Who the fuck cares about trees, even if they are giant trees."

Because that made total sense, Natalie, sure.

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	blackestblack 2009-11-11 08:08 am UTC (link)
	Wow, a girl wasn't going to yell at him? That was a first. He would probably regret it later, or get kicked in the nuts, or both, but he went over to wrap his arms around her, rubbing her back. "Yeah, but we'd have to find one. Want to kill something endangered? We could have someone send one to us, which is a lot easier." (Reply to this)

soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 08:12 am UTC (link)

She sunk into the embrace and pouted, wrapping her arms around him. That helped, whether or not she liked it. She huffed a heavy sigh and shook her head.
"No, that won't help. It's a good idea but I don't think blowing up those really old turtle things would help me either." She could imagine a giant turtle with a bundle of dynamite tied down onto its shell, exploding into a big green and red mess.
"It would be kind of metal to watch that, though."

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	blackestblack 2009-11-11 08:14 am UTC (link)
	He liked that she had her arms around him too, and he picked her up, carrying her off toward the common room and setting her down on the couch. There was muscle underneath the fat on his body, after all. "Yeah, we'll do that anyway, even if it doesn't help. I'll tell Toki's kid." (Reply to this)

	soulmadeinhell 2009-11-11 08:18 am UTC (link)
	"Well, if you want to. I don't mind. We could film it and use it in a video or something." She leaned against him and looked straight ahead. "Sorry I'm being such a bitch. God, this sucks. I don't like it any more than you probably do. But shit isn't fair and it's pissing me off." (Reply to this)

	blackestblack 2009-11-11 08:21 am UTC (link)
	"Well, it'd also just be something to do." He pulled her closer, running idle fingers through her hair. It was soft, like his. "Do you dye yours too?" He figured he already knew the answer, since he dyed his own, but he wanted to ask. (Reply to this)

soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 08:26 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, I do." She murmured, sighing. "My roots are showing again, it sucks." They were barely showing but it was obvious that her hair was naturally the same color as his was, naturally. She liked it when he played with her hair, it was soothing. It really mellowed her out.

Natalie ran her fingertips over his chest and sighed. "The tour's uh. Really awesome. I'm glad we can just go home after every concert, I hated having to be stuck on the tour bus with the girls. Murderlady never showered so it always smelled like feet and BO."

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blackestblack
2009-11-11 08:28 am UTC (link)

"I can help you dye it, if you want. I'm not too bad at it." He ran his fingers over her scalp, surprisingly gentle and delicate for a man of his stature.

He tried not to react too obviously to her touch, but he did settle a little more comfortably into the couch. "Yeah. Murderface was the same way. I know that some people are all butthurt he's not here, but it's kind of nice. That guy that we have now goes and showers right after every show. I want to give him a raise just because of that."

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soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 08:33 am UTC (link)

"I'll help you with yours, too, then. It's easier to get the back of someone else's head than it is to get your own, you know." She closed her eyes and just relaxed. It wasn't as though she had to give up enjoying herself just because she couldn't have what she wanted.

"Yeah, and Chickles was always spilling her drinks into the hot tub. It isn't like home, you can't just do that and the next day that thing will be clean again. The bus hot tub didn't get cleaned half as often." Natalie smiled, "But it was kind of inspiring to look out the window and watch the world go by. I like traveling, I just don't like doing it with anyone else."

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blackestblack
2009-11-11 08:37 am UTC (link)

"Yup. Usually I have Toki do it, but I don't mind trading off. I'd rather do yours and have you do mine than have to listen to Toki talk about whatever video game he's playing." Nathan usually just feigned interest, grunting on occasion.

Wincing, Nathan nodded knowingly. "Or having to wait for Skwisgaar to hurry up and get his ass to practice because he's stuck under some old lady having back problems. I like drinking in other countries."

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	soulmadeinhell 2009-11-11 08:40 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, we're not going to skip that part of the Euro tour. That's the best part!" She grinned then, remembering her favorite bar on every tour. There was a reason they always went through Berne, and that was it. "You know, now that we have portkeys we can just do that? I just realized that. We should, uh, go. Drinking. Now." (Reply to this)

	blackestblack 2009-11-11 08:42 am UTC (link)
	"It is," he nodded, still rubbing her back. "Hey, yeah, you're right. Let's go." He stood up, taking her hand and sighing. "I don't have the Murdercycle, but I have a regular motorcycle, you can drive if you want." (Reply to this)

soulmadeinhell
2009-11-11 08:45 am UTC (link)

"You should drive," Natalie decided once she stood up and started to walk to their room. She had to pick up her purse so she could pay for her drinks, even though she knew that Nathan probably would try to pay the tab. "I'll ride behind, because it's easier for me to hold onto you, than it is for you to hold onto me and keep our balance."

Not that she'd already daydreamed about that or anything.

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	blackestblack 2009-11-11 08:49 am UTC (link)
	"Okay," he said, agreeable. He grabbed his keys and his wallet, looking over his shoulder. "What bar do you want to go to?" He knew if she liked a place, he would too. (Reply to this)

	soulmadeinhell 2009-11-11 08:52 am UTC (link)
	Grabbing her purse and easing it over her shoulder, she smiled, "Don't you have a favorite?" She wanted to see if her favorite was any different than his. They were just so alike, she was wondering if they wound up being that alike. "Because there's this place in Berne. I don't know. It's just... better." (Reply to this)

	blackestblack 2009-11-11 08:58 am UTC (link)
	He'd been about to say his favorite out loud, but then she did, and he blinked. "Yeah, that one!" He pointed and grinned, walking to the garage and toward the huge Harley waiting there. He missed the Murdercycle - this bike wasn't brutal at all in comparison - but it was better than a car. (Reply to this)

	soulmadeinhell 2009-11-11 09:02 am UTC (link)
	Waiting until he settled on the bike, Natalie climbed up onto it behind him, wrapping her arms around him with a grin, leaning her head against his back. "We should get that guy to commission a new Murdercycle. I mean, Harleys are good but choppers are more metal." (Reply to this)

	blackestblack 2009-11-11 09:08 am UTC (link)
	"I should, I just keep forgetting. I should write myself a note." He squeezed one of her hands that was over his stomach before gunning the engine and backing out of the garage. He zoomed toward the closest portkey, tapping it with his foot and sending them a few miles from the bar. He wanted to drive. (Reply to this)

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