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Belgium [ Emma Maes ] | ♀ | Majorette | Tags; None
Emma picked up her baton after dropping it for approximately the tenth time. she sighed, it had been a while since she'd struggled with a routine as much as this. she ran a hand through her already tousled hair and gave a soft huff. heading inside, she decided to go and see what the band were up to. slinging her baton over her shoulder, holding it in place, she marched on her merry way, soon reaching the band's practice room. She opened the door fairly quietly and slipped in the door, silently observing them with a semi-frustrated smile.

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o| Alfred Jones | Drum Captian | Form |o

Alfred looked at the clock near the door, sighing at the time. "We should start heading out to the field." Getting up and placing his quads back on his shoulders, he pushed open the doors on the other side of the band room to the crisp summer morning.

[alienzgalaxy]

Russia
Ivan nodded in agreement. He stood up, still holding his Sax in his hands and the strap over his scarf and around his neck. He followed behind Alfred, holding the door open for the next person.

[Paul Stamets]

"Come onn I just sat down." Gilbert groaned, pushing himself up to his feet once more as he followed the group outside, not glancing at Ivan as he went through the open door. "How hot do you think it is out here? I swear I get way too burned every time. Within like five minutes and we'll be out for hours."

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o| Alfred Jones | Drum Captian | Form |o

Alfred played "street beat" as he walked down the sidewalk to the field, enjoying the cool. Within a few hours the temperature would get rather hot. It was still August after all.
Eventually reaching the filed he stopped playing to stretch. The usual routine for each bandcamp. He wondered what movements and routines awaited him this year.

[Ploegy]

Tino climbed to his feet and hooked his bass clarinet onto the neck strap and quickly followed after the others, not wanting to get left behind. "I'm sure it won't be too bad Gilbert. I mean aren't you used to it by now? It is your fourth year. At some point it just becomes natural doesn't it or is that just for me?" he said in his soft voice. Whenever he had to do anything band related, he always seemed accustomed to it so it never phased him too much, even the hot weather when they were out on the feet and on their feet all the time.

[Paul Stamets]

Gilbert glanced back at Tino and rolled his eyes. "Just cause I'm used to the heat doesn't make it burn my skin any less. You try being albino and standing out in the sun for hours. I have a record of ****** sunburns from every year." He grumbled. Sure, he was used to the heat but his skin sure wasn't. And nothing he wore seemed to make it better.

[Ploegy]

"I guess that is true. I'm fairly pale myself so I get burned often too so I can see where you're coming from," Tino replied with a lopsided smile on his face. Sunburns were always inevitable especially when they were out in the sun for so long. He typically got the worst sunburn on the back of his neck at the top of where his neck strap sat, but he tended to ignore it and continue on. It was all apart of band camp.

[Paul Stamets]

Gilbert nodded his head. "Not gunna change anything though." He said with a shrug. "I'll just have to suffer. Let's get started then ja?" He stretched his arms up and yawned. "This is going to be an interesting time. Time to scare all of the newbies to death!" HE grinned.

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o| Alfred Jones | Drum Captian | Form |o

Alfred rolled his eyes at hearing Gilbert. "Don't scare 'em off, we need new members Gil." Alfred twirled the drumstick between his fingers, waiting for the rest of the band to come on the field so they could warm up.