And so I'll sing.. [Open thread]

[cyril]

Cyril moved up on stage, secure in is own skin and almost glowing in a heavily light that people often gazed over at him, and he sure caught a lot of attention once he was on stage, not only was he bathing in the glowing light of the spotlight but in his own angelic as well. He was graceful as he sat down on the chair on the stage, in his hand was an acoustic guitar that was firmly placed in his lap, his hand embraced the instrument careful and loving like it would be a child. He pulled the mic closer to his own mouth, and he gripped the guitar to start playing an intro, he moved his flowing platinum blonde hair away from his face with a tilt on the head as he parted his own plumb lips and the words left his lips in a tone so beautiful it could make people cry. It truly was a song from an angel. And the people who hadn't gazed upon him when he had entered the stage turned around now to listen. To begin with he kept his eyes closed, before opening them and looking out over his crowd. The deep blue magnetic eyes could easily feel like they were piercing into ones soul, but they were forgiving and harmonious, embracing with calm and no one had to feel frighted at all.

For awhile total silence had hit Valhalla more than Cyril's singing that echoed through the building, but after a while when people had stopped getting into trance from the angel's voice everything went back to normal, some had got caught up for the entire show though, servants giving them more to drink as they listened. Cyril knew his voice might give people hope, it wasn't uncommon that it did, for the humans at least. The rest of the creature of the night could find his innocence and the oh so pure creature being a threat. It was hard to tell if Cyril was a girl or a boy, he was heavily androgynous and it actually looked more towards the feminine side though he was a male. He did not care about gender, he never had but on Earth it was some sort of crucial thing for attraction. He could not see why, all humans were equally pretty in his eyes.

This was his last performance for today and as he withdrew from the stage to walk off a vampire soon stood by his side. He smiled at him, even though he did not fancy the vampires breeding the humans just so they could eat, he had to remember that vampires had once upon a time been humans too. And it made him sad that they could no longer see the beauty of the day, walk around in the sunlight and experience the taste of ordinary food. The man smiled and helped him off the stage. “So when will you let me taste that blood of yours Cyril?” the man said, which Cyril could do nothing but to chuckle about. “The day you stop drinking the blood of innocent humans my dear.” he replied with a warm smile before he continued his journey behind the stage. He wouldn't mind letting a vampire feed on him, if it kept him away from touching the humans he would, but he also knew about the drug like effect it could have on them, it worried him more that they would do something outrageously. He put away his guitar and then began walking down the corridor.

At every performance he was looking around the crowd for people in need, it could be a look that said Help me and Cyril could not disobey someone in need. But today he hadn't gotten any looks and therefor was going to his favorite place, the botanical garden in Valhalla. It was a very enchanting garden and he could spend hours there, but he needed it now to relax and gather his thoughts.

[silke]

Silke had decided it was time to come out and play once more. It had been quite some time since Jaeven had disappeared she had wondered if she had lost what people had said was attractive about her. It had hit her pretty hard in actuality. She was quite sad about it really. She dressed as she normally did in a black mini skirt and a black leather tanktop. Fishnet stockings encased her legs as did the knee high leather black high heeled boots. With each step she took she could feel people looking at her but she ignored the looks. Her white pale hair lay down along her back as if in itself it could cover some of her exposed pale skin.

She had decided to go to Valhalla since she hadn't been there in a while until she wanted to spend time with her own kind. She played with demons quite a bit but she wanted to get away for a time. She wanted out in a way. They were starting to frighten even her. It had been fun at first and they had taken her in but even then it was strange to play with demons more than her own kind. Perhaps it was the danger that drew her in. Perhaps it was the want to be wanted and being at Hades you always got what you wanted. She would go back always. It was an addiction in a way.

But as she stepped through the doors her head turned to the man singing on the stage. Be careful the demons had said of beautiful voices. Those are angels... She was drawn to it as if it were the most beautiful song she had ever heard. She began to move towards the stage as if drawn deeper into the voice that was almost hypnotic. Her eyes saw the blue of his eyes and they felt so piercing. She couldn't stop herself as she put her elbows on the stage and put her hands into fists. She brought them to her cheeks as she looked up at him. She could feel the shift of the air as two guards came to draw her away but only did she blink her own eyes when he quit singing and swung her gaze to the two guards.

She watched as the man was helped off stage and she turned away from the stage to make her way away from the guards. "I did nothing! I promise! I was just listening!" But the guards weren't listening to her at all. They grabbed her arms and began leading her to the exit. "We know you work at Hades. You cause chaos every time you enter somewhere. At Lust you nearly took the whole place down." She began to wiggle trying to get free. "I wasn't going to do anything! I just came to..." But one of the guards laughed softly. "To cause trouble, Silke. You always do." She gave a soft sigh as she was put outside and let go of. She frowned as she began to walk away but stopped and leaned against the edge of the building.

She looked up at the sky with a sigh. She couldn't get that man's voice out of her head. It had drew her in and those piercing eyes. She couldn't help the shiver that slid along her spine. She looked to the entrance but decided that was out of the question. Who was he? He drew her in like a moth to a flame and she never could resist from getting rid of her curiosity. She looked towards where she had come from. From Hades and wondered if she should go back. At least she was welcomed there always. Her head slid forward as she looked down at the ground with a frown. No wonder the demons had warned her of what angels could do.

That voice was a powerful thing but still... And those eyes. So haunting to her. But she should be headed back to Hades. That's where she belonged. That's where she was accepted. She turned her head once towards Hades and then back to Valhalla's doors. She couldn't decide what to do so she just stood there. She could hear the questions going on about why she had been taken out of Valhalla and sighed again. She lifted her shoulders in a slight shrug. Not like the man had probably noticed her even cared to have.

It wasn't her fault in actuality that Lust had nearly fallen apart either. A man had become too violent with her and then another and the place had turned into turmoil. She closed her eyes and just stood there contemplating where to go. Angelique had invited her to return if she liked. There was no grudge between Angelique and herself. In truth Silke had respect for the strong woman. And Vengeance scared even Silke. The man was like a rock that refused to be moved. She took a slow but long breath as if breathing in everything. She was hungry. She should go find someone to feed on or whatever.

[cyril]

For awhile he stayed at the botanical garden, thinking back to the past when he had been singing on stage and that woman had almost been in trance, standing before her. He had looked at her, yes, her eyes had almost been dreamy, even as she got pulled away from the stage. Of security reasons of course, Valhalla were very good at that. But as long as there wasn't any demons close he really wasn't afraid of getting hurt, he healed after all and that pretty quickly.

Still the woman kept impaling his head as he went through the garden, she had been a vampire, no doubt, he had seen pale humans before but usually of sickness or that they had worked so much that daylight had become a rarity. She must been a vampire, weren't they good at the art of seducing? Angels might be seducing but it wasn't something they actually knew about, not Cyril at least. A helpful hand could mean so much to some people they easily fell in love, a ear that listened as well. But when it came to real seducing, Cyril was as experienced as a child, he would probably find a little flower and give to the person before running away.

He couldn't stand the thought anymore, the woman had somehow got into his mind and was staying there, it was something In her looks that was calling for him and as the guards had pulled her away, she didn't like the thought of the woman being alone. In his mind he was running but he moved gracefully back to the corridor, hall and where he had just been standing on the stage. He asked one of the guards about the woman, she had been thrown out.

Cyril actually was surprised, what had she done to deserve that? She had just been staring at a close range. She hadn't got up on stage and tried to bite him or murder him. Besides he could defend himself from vampires if that happened. The guards had left out a low grunt and actually told Cyril why. The woman, Silke, had a bit of reputation around, a chaos maker and the guards at Valhalla wasn't keen on letting her stay for long. Poor girl. The guards informed him that she was still standing outside if he wanted to talk to her, but then it was on his own risk once outside Valhalla. He smiled thankfully before moving out of the building, he had ended work anyway, he really didn't have anything more there to do.

Once he was outside he looked around and easily spotted the woman that looked rather misplaced where she stood. He went up to here, rose a hand to give off a slightly waving motion so she could see him as well. “Hello Silke.” he said with the beautiful angel voice, it was almost like he was singing it out even if he talked as normal as any other person. His plump lips turned into a smile, a warm and kind smiled before he blushed lightly and shook his head. “Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot, you probably don't know me. I'm Cyril.” He reached out his hand, in a proper and respected manner of greeting. He was a bit old fashioned even if he had been on the earth for awhile now. He leaned in closer and whispered in a rather secretive way. “The guards told me about you, but I rather get to know you myself.” The smile was kept on his lips as he looked into the vampire's eyes once again, searching for contact with his own penetrating blue eyes. He couldn't read thoughts, even if he had wanted and people could think so with his eyes being so intense.

“Care to take a walk with me?” he suggested softly. “I'm rather curious about you. The guard pulled you away before I could speak to you and I had to finish the show I'm afraid.” A hand moved up to his hair, he brushed through it gently, untangled his platinum blonde hair, his actions were so gentle, while others would pull on their hair to untangle it, Cyril just moved his fingers and without any much hassle it soon was brushed out, untangled and flowing beautifully again.

[silke]

Silke had been standing outside awhile. She didn't know in which direction to go. It was still pretty early in the night. She had hated those guards for how they had treated her but she had gotten that treatment in quite a few places. She wished that she had just stayed home after all. She should go back to Hades. She wasn't always hurt there. The demons had always treated her like family in a way.

She was used to it though. Out here it was a different world than in Hades. You had all the sin you wanted and no judgments at all. She started to move away from Valhalla. Screw the people here. They didn't know anything at all. She went to take a step as if a dancer. So graceful and perfect with each slow step she took. She would leave them to rot for their unkindness. Who needed them anyways?

But then again things could have been different if she were more like the rest of them. But she was young still. Everything that enticed her was dancing and being at the center of attention. She had grown used to it but now she just wanted to dance nothing more. She wanted to be herself. She hadn't moved far from the building when she looked down the street in the opposite direction when she saw the angel that had been singing on stage waving. She looked to behind her but no one seemed to be paying him any mind at all.

But then she heard her name and gave a slight shake of her head as if unsure how to respond. She saw the warm smile and returned it even though she didn't quite feel it. "No, I haven't met you before. It's a pleasure though, Cyril." She looked at the hand he offered in greeting and slowly brought her hand forward. She took his hand lightly in her own. "Ah yes, the guards. Only hear half a story and not the full story." She slowly brought her eyes up to meet his blue eyes. "So striking your eyes are. Beautiful really."

She heard his question then of taking a walk with him and grinned some. "Well, I was just about to go look for..." What could she say? Food? Blood? "A drink." She finally answered even as he began to speak again. "Curious? Whatever for?" She laughed softly at that and saw him letting his hair lay loose and she lifted a hand to play with a few strands. "Looks much like my own. You have beautiful hair." She smiled some at that. "Where would you like to walk to?"

[cyril]

Cyril reached forward and gripped the hand, his fingers wrapped around the hand in a soft and gentle movement though the handshake was firm, but the fingertips almost seemed to rub over the skin of the female in a probably too touchy way. “It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Silke.” He then withdrew his own hand and let it fall down along his sides. He thought the girl was beautiful, but then again he hadn't seen a vampire that wasn't beautiful really, they were predators for the humans really, their looks was one of their weapons. Though Cyril had to agree humans were probably the most gorgeous of them all, even more strikingly beautiful then many of his own kind.

He smiled och nodded softly In content. “Sort of figured that out. Don't worry though, I won't believe anything they say before I've heard your side of the story. So what's your side? What made you famous for being such a troublemaker?” he said, curious like a child. He did want to know more about her, like how she became a vampire, how old she was, what she worked with, what people she knew, if she enjoyed being a vampire or missed the human life, he wanted to know it all.

The eyes stared into the vampire's, piercing through the barrier, they said that eyes were a mirror to ones soul, in that case Cyril's were almost intimidating pure. “Thank you. You've got very beautiful eyes yourself.” He spoke softly, his voice cling a bit like bells. His head moved over to one side in a tilt as he was waiting for her to answer the question, he was patient and smiling through out the whole time even as she took her time to answer the question. She had probably wanted to say she was going to look for blood, it was after all a normal thing for a vampire but maybe she had just stopped and thought about once she was in front of an angel. “You don't have to sugarcoat your words dear.” He said in hoping that she could relax a bit more.

“Well..I'm interested in you and your life. From what the guards told me you are a trouble maker. Though I'm sure that isn't the case. I'm also curious about where you originally came from, I'm pretty sure you weren't standing here when chaos let loose.” He watched her as she played with his hair, smiling he nodded in agreement.

He looked around and started to think about all the places they could go to. Silke couldn't get into Valhalla for fact and Cyril wouldn't really want to put a step on Lust, the place was rotten and intimidating. “We could go to The fox and whistle? Or maybe Styx?” He was trying to think of places that served blood, but also was friendly enough for himself to not feel uncomfortable, he bit his lower lip gently and pulled on it as he was thinking. “Or you could choose, I don't mind.” As long as it wasn't Lust he thought for himself but didn't dare to say it.

[silke]

Silke felt his hand take her hand in a soft and gentle touch and she met his eyes more. Perhaps she should run, that was her first thought. The second was how beautiful his voice was even without him singing. The demons had warned her about angels. Had told her how they used their voices even as weapons. Her eyes opened and closed as she blinked some. His fingertips had brushed over her skin. She shouldn't be near this angel at all. She should be moving away from him. What she had done with the demons were worse than what other vampires had done. She worked for them in so many ways. She spoke underneath her breath. "Depends on your point of view."

But then her lips couldn't help but but twitch in a smile at his next words. Why did she feel content being hear with him? In truth she knew she should be running away from him. How many times had the demons told her angels were nothing but trouble? That they believed that sinners should be dead. In some ways she was quite naive. She had been with the demons for so long. She couldn't even quite remember how she had gotten in with the demons either.

But then she heard his words and laughed softly. "I have always been an attraction really. My gift of being able to draw eyes to me if I wanted. I once in a place got up into the rafters and did flips on the high beams. I don't follow rules too well." She gave a wicked grin at that. "I have always been a troublemaker." She spoke smoothly for it was true. She looked more up to him and gave a soft laugh at his telling her not to sugarcoat her words. "Fine then. I was going to look for blood."

And she smiled more brightly at him saying she had beautiful eyes as well. She continued to play with his hair as he spoke. She laughed softly. "How do you know I wasn't here when it all began?" She spoke lightly at that. This angel seemed intrigued by her and she couldn't understand why but if the demons were telling the truth then she couldn't trust this angel or any angel at all. She knew that it should be the opposite thought process where angels were trusted and demons were the liars but she had been with the demons forever...

"Hmm... Styx? That's owned by Caleb. He's pretty nice. I think we should go there. They say he's a lady's man. A gentleman through and through. He's never been mean to me. He even offered me a job a few times at Styx." She gave a bright smile. "Styx it is then. Have you ever been there?" She tilted her head some. She looked up at him and smirked some as she began to walk in the direction of Styx backwards. She easily sidestepped a few but almost ran into another as she did sidestep into another's path and she spun on her heel to get away and ended up walking backwards to get away from that one. Which made her move towards Cyril instead of in the direction they were going.

She began to talk then to the woman. "You seem to be in such a hurry? Where are you going in such a hurry?" She giggled and moved to walk beside Cyril then and waited for him to begin moving.