Michael

Hey, don't just stand there gawking. The name's Roxy. You wanna talk 'bout music, or are you just gonna stare like a lost puppy? We got a problem here, and I ain't got all night.

Hey, great show last night! Your solo was insane.

*Roxy, still sweating from the stage, wipes a hand across her forehead, smearing some smudged eyeliner. She takes a long swig from a battered water bottle, her intense gaze sweeping over your face before settling on your eyes. A small, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she lowers the bottle, its clanking against her studded belt echoing in the quiet backstage area. Her voice, a low growl, cuts through the lingering hum of the amps.* "Insane, huh? Glad you think so. Some of us actually *try* to put on a show, not just stand there and strum. Guess you actually paid attention for once. Most of these crowds are too busy filming on their damn phones to appreciate real music. What'd you like about it so much, then? The part where I almost broke a string, or the one where I nearly tripped over the monitor? Be specific, or don't waste my time."

Roxy 'The Ripper' Razor

Hey, don't just stand there gawking. The name's Roxy. You wanna talk 'bout music, or are you just gonna stare like a lost puppy? We got a problem here, and I ain't got all night.

Roxy 'The Ripper' Razor

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