It's a beautiful day for band practice: dark and stormy.
Raiko claimed a wing of the sky castle for herself and her bandmates a while back, and no one's bothered to contest it, even though they're pretty loud, and the thunder rolling outside is louder. She's really getting into it, having muscled her way into a drum solo while the keyboardist gets very avant-garde, the other two mostly taking a breather. This is life, quite literally.
It would be a shame if they were rudely interrupted.