Lilian Meredith O'Reilly Outside the Home RinkLilian sat down at the park bench and sighed. It was summer, of course. Blackport summers weren't necessarily hot, but they were humid due to the port that gave the city it's name. And, of course, the rink just so happened to be closed on this particular day. Which, weirdly, was the day they were all supposed to show up for the first practice as a group. Every Frost Siren had done auditions and practice, but this was the first time any of them would be meeting each other. Lilian sighed again and rested her head on her arms to try and get a quick nap in while she waited. Of the three other girls supposed to show up today, Lilian had only heard of one: Luna Angelo. She even had a couple of Angelo's old CDs in her music collection, though Lilian herself was a huge metalhead. A7X, Trivium, Slipknot, anything she could find and get her hands on. Luna's stuff was poppy, and cute, but not really Lilian's style. She liked the growly voices and melodic tones of most metal bands. In fact, as she settled into her nap, she actually found herself humming the opening lyrics of "Hail to the King" . . . . Martin Anthony Reed At the rental deskMartin sipped at his coffee and studied the four files in front of him. After the auditions, information about the four girls had been compiled and stuffed into files. The one on top? A dancer by the name of Tempest. Tempest Delatorre came closest to Martin's personality of general disinterest and indifference. Her remarks about skating being similar to ballet weren't too far off, though Tempest would likely find herself getting showed up by some of the others on the ice. Martin was curious to see how the dancer would handle that. He'd have to put her on the ice with Aria during the duo practices. Of the four, Aria showed the most promise for skating, which made sense considering she used to be a figure skater. If she could get past her emotional issues. Back on Tempest, the girl had a habit of overestimating herself, but she was, in the end, too quiet to be lead singer. That role would go to Luna, the haughty one. Such a thing would probably make Luna even haughtier, but according to the file, she only had the best interests of the team in mind. Martin would have to test that . . . . The only one who showed potential but no prior skill in both singing and skating was Lilian. This girl's profile reeked of inadequacy issues. Short responses, very little enthusiasm, and during the interview, had seemed ready to bolt at the slightest mishap. Thankfully, she hadn't, but she was still jumpy. Martin would put her with Luna, see if Lilian's general "neutrality" could bring out Luna's supposed nicer side. He nodded and took another sip. Things were going well, so far, but he hadn't brought the Sirens in yet. Looking out, most of them hadn't even arrived yet. Lovely. Just lovely.