It's Time For The Opening Act!!

[Lubbock]

Lubbock felt a soft hand upon his injured face and looked up at the girl before him. She was so much prettier up close... he shook his head as he caught what the girl said. "Y-yeah, I'll be more careful next time." He promised her. Grinning, he took her hand and allowed her to pull him up. "Nice to meet you, Rose. The name's Lubbock." He introduced himself with a somewhat comical bow. "A-again, really sorry about that." He apologized once more before giving a half-hearted sly grin. "I-I guess you could consider yourself lucky. That was my first-" He began, but quickly recoiled at Rose's stern gaze. "E-eh, maybe that wasn't the right thing to say..." He cowered, fearing another blow from the guitar.

Lubbock pulled himself back together and cleared his throat. "So... you new here?" He asked, gloved hand on his hip. "I've been here for quite some time, and... well, I just died..." He informed her, scratching the back of his head lightly. "It's as the guy said... death here isn't permanent... but hell, I don't like the time spent between dying and resurrecting." He stated, shivering at the memory of the recent encounter with assorted memories.