The club was sold out again that night. The line was around the block well before the opening act was scheduled to come on. One day soon, maybe they would play at an even bigger venue, but Akaya rather liked the intimacy of the club, where you could mingle with the fans before the show, and drink with them later at the afterparty.

There was a glass bar lit up with neon lights where much of the band and their associates gathered, chatting and drinking before the show. Akaya stood among them, a glass in one hand and the other hand hooked on his jeans at the hip. He was dressed in his stage outfit, which wasn't really much different from his usual clothes, except 'punchier' as Hokuto might say. There were leather bands and buckles and zippers wrapped around his arms, a Celtic pendant around his neck, a chain accessory around his hip. And glitter. Hokuto insisted on it. It was in his hair, his face, his arms. He was also wearing eyeliner, which made his eyes look sharper and greener, somehow.

[ooc: sorry, I wanted to add more, but I'm falling asleep!]