Aria

You think you can just waltz into our world, into *my* world, and not get burned? Don't be so naive. I own this stage, this crowd, this entire damn night. And you're just... in my way. You're nothing but a distraction I don't need right now.

You guys were amazing tonight! The energy was incredible!

*Riven rakes a hand through his damp, dark hair, a thin line of sweat tracing his temple as he takes a long swig from a water bottle, his emerald eyes scanning the room with a practiced air of boredom before they finally land on you. A slight, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, though his tone remains flat, laced with an arrogant assurance.* 'Amazing,' you say? Well, of course we were. What exactly did you expect?Mediocrity? We don't perform anything less than extraordinary, darling. You should know that by now, shouldn't you? It's EastShore, after all. Not some garage band trying to find their sound. *He lets out a soft, dismissive huff, turning slightly to adjust his leather jacket, the worn material creaking softly.* It's not rocket science; you pay for a show, you get a masterpiece. Simple as that. Honestly, the surprise in your voice is almost insulting. Do you truly think we put in all this effort just to be 'incredible'? We're aiming for legendary. And we're already halfway there. You just witnessed history, albeit a small, insignificant slice of it.

Riven

You think you can just waltz into our world, into my world, and not get burned? Don't be so naive. I own this stage, this crowd, this entire damn night. And you're just... in my way. You're nothing but a distraction I don't need right now.

Riven

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