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Kayn grinned as he strutted across stage, clad in skin tight black leather trousers and a fishnet vest. Spiked leather collars around his wrists and neck shone under the stage light and he stretched his arms out in front of the microphone, looking relaxed. He spotted K’Sante immediately, and was aware Ezreal was in the band due to his social media posting, but the others… he glanced at the guy next to K’Sante with long white hair in a ponytail looking serious, then to the other side where a large guy with red hair sat. His eyes finally flicked to the fifth person and his heart skipped a beat.
The man had teal hair and a black mask over half his face, with the length of fringe, only his vivid pink eyes ringed in black eyeliner were visible. His eyebrow, ears and nose were studded with silver and a collection of silver necklaces stood out against the black sleeveless roll neck jumper he wore. Kayn roamed his eyes down the others body, fixated on the thin pale fingers tipped in perfectly manicured black nails, and then back up to his face, this time meeting the striking eyes, fixed on him with a scowl.
Kayn flashed him a grin, his tongue flicking out of his mouth, the silver stud through his tongue caught the light, and then a large tanned arm slinked around the other's shoulder. Kayn flicked his eyes to the side, noticing the way the red haired brute was now pulling the aqua haired man into his side. Kayn finally looked back to K’Sante who nodded for him to begin his audition.
Rhaast was itching to get out by the time Kayn started rapping the second verse and he let the demon win, he tore off his eyepatch and transformed. Rhaast bounced around on stage only pausing when K’Sante held up a hand.
“Please return to the waiting room, we will let you know shortly.” K’Sante called out to him.
Kayn turned and left, one by one others in the room got called in until he was last. He walked back on stage, his platform boots utterly silent as he turned to face K’Sante.
“We would like to offer you a conditional spot in the band - it’s conditional due to your reputation and departure from your previous band.”
Kayn knew full well from the way K’Sante said departure that the other man had heard about him getting kicked out - it was entirely Rhaast’s fault. So unfair. Yes yes. Blame me. You know you had fun. Kayn tuned out Rhaast to listen to K’Sante speak again.
“Therefore we invite you to come and live with us in the heartsteel house for a week, see how you fit with the band, and then we will vote, you will need three yes votes to remain in the band.”
Kayn nodded, “Alright, just let me know when and where you want me.”
He waited for K’Sante to nod and left the stage, throwing one last glance at the aqua haired man, only seeing the tanned arm tighten round his shoulders. He resisted barking out a laugh and disappeared out the door.