Time Away from Horn

[Ryesen Hawke]

Time away from Hell, as she felt it. That's what humans referred to Horn as. Hell. So if someone asked where she was from or why she was there, she told them she was getting away from hell. Most humans chuckled and accepted it as a joke.

Ryesen had put together a specific outfit for this outing. Her brunette hair fell straight down, slightly further than 'just' past her shoulders. A snowflake adorned bobby-pin held up one side of bangs from her face, though her bangs were already parted most of the way to each side and none hangs over her forehead.
Her black skirt wasn't form-fitting, but instead fell loosely around the bottom of her knees. For a top, she wore a red and black corset top with a slightly open black jacket to boot. Her leather boots probably raised her three inches higher off the ground, in addition to her 5'3". Her make up was enough to clear up any imperfections anyone could ever find in her face, even making her seem very feminine.

Mewing at her feet, Nayal chased around Ryesen's feet until Ryesen crouched down and put her hand out for Nayal to walk up and onto her shoulders. Between the two, they knew they would catch a few stares. The mortal world simply accepted her, though. This was her time to be whatever she wanted whenever she wanted. No on ever bothered her here. Ryesen was a partier here, anyway. The teenager she wasn't allowed to be when she was human.

Nayal rubbed her cheek as they passed a bar. "Want me to go in," Ryesen asked the cat that she was supposed to give to Meta earlier. The cat continued to rub her cheek and Ryesen obliged. Entering, she realized it was a karaoke bar. Lovely! Mysteriously, the girl got into the bar and in a seat without anyone bothering her about a cat being with her or about her age. Supposidly it was against human law in San Francisco, but no one DID ever bother her.


(img.hottopic.com/is/image/HotTopic/226079_hi? <-- Her top

(sc7img.dillards.com/is/image/DillardsZoom/jw-189_zi?$product$ <-- Jacket. However, halfway opened.

(img.photobucket.com/albums/v132/Miss_Sly_Suri/bengal.jpg <-- Nayal)

[Dion Dante Lucifer]

"Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs
and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses"

A beautiful voice was singing.. similar to that of Klaha's of Malice Mizer. Hitting every note correctly and even modifying the song to his liking.

"Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour

Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your
face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts
away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of
the night

Close you eyes and surrender to your
darkest dreams
purge your thoughts of the life you knew
before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before"

Phantom of the Opera. Not exactly a preferred choice for Dion but it was requested by some of the people in the stage. Dion was definately a singer but never looked it. But this time, he did. His hair was his normal color of dirty blonde and not spiked. The clothes he wore was stolen from his kid brother. Suprisingly, it fit him just a bit but was still tight on him.

A nice black dress shirt, collar popped up, that was snug around him as well as a pair of nice black jeans. The pants were his, of course. Never in his life could he ever fit into his little brother's pants. And none of that dark make up was on him, so he looked normal from what he does in Horn. Completely sane. 'cept that he still had a bit of those dark circles under his eyes. Though, his eyes weren't irisless. They were almost full but dull. A dull blue shade.

Dion noticed Ryesen, but kept singing. His eyes closed and hands moving along to the music as he sang.

"Softly, deftly, music shall caress you
Hear it,
feel it, secretly posess you
Open up your mind,
Let
your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you
cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new
world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then
can you belong to me

Floating, falling, sweet
intoxication
Touch me, trust me, savour each sensation
Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in
To the
power of the music that I write
The power of the music of
the night"

He grabbed the mic with both hands and sang strongly, with a lot of power and emotion. Almost like a rock star but with opera. Opera was something he has perfected for centuries. Ever since he first heard his first Opera in France. He finished the song off.

"You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night"

The crowd in the karaoke bar cheered and clapped. He definately was popular in this bar. "Merci beaucoup." he said into the mic. He gave them a bow and jumped off the stage to greet Ryesen. "Ryeha.. What are you doing here? And what is that thing on you?" he said, pointing to the cat.

[Ryesen Hawke]

Ryesen turned to her side and her eyes rose to meet Dion. "Oh. I'm getting out of h... oh. I'm just visiting. Nayal told me to come in here. This is Nayal. She's the cat I was going to give to Meta if Nayal liked her."

Grinning, she realized his popularity here. "Seems as thought you enjoy the attention here." Winking, she abandoned her newly ordered Hunch Punch and Hurricane. Ryesen had hardly touched the Hurricane because Nayal had been drinking out of it.

Mewing at Dion, Nayal nudged the Hunch Punch to Dion and continued to drink her Hurricane as Ryesen placed one hand on stage and jumped on while an older man was slipping over his words on stage. Placing out her hand for the mic, the old man blinked before handing it over to her. The crowd listening had become a little chatty over the disruption. "Welcome, good gents and my ladies," were her only spoken words over the mic before whispering the tune she needed played.

Her voice failed to whisper any jitters of being on stage that she might hold..

"Think of me
think of me fondly, when
we've said goodbye
remember me
once in a while, please
promise me you'll try"

When it was the time for Ryesen to continue singing, she shook her head and went back and changed the song again.

Smiling, she ran a free hand through her hair. This time, her voice was timid and sounded slightly unlike her speaking voice, more resembling Lacey Nicole Mosley (Flyleaf singer). Now her voice held more expertise as though she knew what she was talking about.

"Every night in my dreams
I see you. I feel you.
That is how I know you go on.

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on"

Ryesen's voice was really filled with hope..

"Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never go 'till we're one

Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on"

Emotion pulsated.

"Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Mm.."

Oddly, the music continued longer in instrumental at this part than usual and she closed her eyes, attaching her mic to a stand and gripping hard on the handle. Snapping her eyes open on her note, they were nearly bloodshot. Vamp tears.

"You're here, " Her voice boomed through the mic as though it had been turned up several levels. "...there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on "

The last note 'on' seemed to echo for a few moments before Ryesen released her hands from the mic and came back off stage to Dion. By the time she returned, her eyes were back to normal.

She had just sung her rock version of My Heart Will Go On while clinging to the higher notes and eloquent style.

[Dion Dante Lucifer]

Sipping the Hunch Punch, Dion watched her performance. He didn't think much of it but definately wanted to critique her. Though, he didn't, he still didn't think too highly of her singing. When she got through the second half, he thought it was much better. Not much of an earsore, though he hated her voice.

Clap. Clap. Dion was applauding. "That was cute. Very cute. Though, your voice isn't too pleasant for my ears." The crowd seemed to enjoy her singing, but Dion thought otherwise. He hated that voice of hers. It sounded too young and annoying.

"Let's do a duet." He took another sip and ran up to the stage. Pushing off whoever was next, he went through the list of duets. The song that he and his brother always sing popped up. Heaven Help Us.. "Hm. Hm. Hm." He continued flipping through and couldn't really decide on a song. "Ryeha, dearest, you pick the song. I just can't decide on what song I want. I love them all too much."

He couldn't just pick a song and force her to listen. He had to be a gentleman, or else this nice little bar wouldn't allow him back in. Even being a serial killer, rapist, kidnapper, etc, he had to fake how he acted in a fun place like this. Even his insane and playful attitude was hidden from the crowd.

[Ryesen Hawke]

Ryesen's eyes unfocused for a moment and she grinned, "Don't like my voice? Alright. That's not a problem. I would rather you choose a song, my.. dear sir. Choose a song to your liking and I'll see if I could substitute that sound for another."

Not many people decided to tell her they didn't like her voice. That's why she so often sang with the tone she did. Everyone today seemed to love it. In her opinion, everyone had at least three different distinctive voices to choose from. Clearing her throat, she tried to remember how the other sound was created.

Seeing Dion still expecting her to choose, she insisted, "Really, you can choose the song."

Loosening her grin, Ryesen added, "Something that shows your personality, maybe. If it's possible. I think I may be able to adjust to whatever song you choose."

[Dion Dante Lucifer]

Click. Roulette. It would randomly pick out a song for them. Click click click click.... HEAVEN HELP US. "Damnit." He pondered, thinking of an idea that he can do if they sung this song. "Got it. Here's the deal. You sing this duet perfectly as my brother has done, and I'll give you my respect. If not, I will kill that cat of yours."

He just smiled at her with that sadistic, insane smile he's always has. Of course, even the crowd knows that smile. Animals have been killed many, many times in that place. The regulars and owner don't mind it, they actually barbeque the animals he kills. So he's basically feeding them as well.

On the stage, he grabbed a mic. "This song starts up early. You sing the red, I sing the blue, we both sing the white."

The music started..


Lyrics:
[Rukou]
Hear the sound
The angels come screaming down
Your voice
I hear you’ve been bleeding
Like your choice
They say you’ve been bleeding

[Dion]
Someone save us

[Both]
Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you’re falling down

[Dion]
And help the soul
I can’t tell if I’ve been breathing or sleeping or screaming or waiting for the man to call
And maybe all of the above
Cause mostly I’ve been sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood and screaming

Someone save us

[Both]
Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you’re falling down

[Dion]
Pray for me
Oh make the faith in me
And while you lay for me
And make a saint of

[Rukou]
I’ll give you all the mess you need
Cover me in gasoline
Wipe away the tears of blood again
And the punch line to the joke is asking

[Dion]
Someone save us

[Both]
Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you fall


And would you pray for me?
(You don't know a thing about my sins)
(How the misery begins)
Or make a saint of me?
(You don't know)
(So I'm burning, I'm burning)
And will you lay for me?
(You don't know a thing about my sins)
(How the misery begins)
Or make a saint of me?
(You don't know)
(Cause I'm burning, I'm burning)

Cause I’ll give you all the mess you need
(I burning, I'm burning)
Cover me in gasoline again

[Ryesen Hawke]

Eying Dion, she moved her eyes to Nayal. Go home, Nayal Nayal sat on her hinds without moving. The cat only listened to her when she felt like it.

As the song began, she took a deep breath from her abdomen and again eyed Dion. Ryesen hoped to hope that no one decided they were a couple here.

Something inside her told her how to do the song right. It even sounded cheesy when she thought it. Grabbing her mic, she stood with severe eyes directly infront of Dion.

"Hear the sound...
The angels come screa~ming down.
Your voice
I hear you’ve been bleeding
Like your choice
They say you’ve been bleeding."

'Bleeding' had a sense of sympathy to the word. Her voice almost did a 180 turn. The squeelish static quality was entirely gone. It had been created and taken away by her.

As a child and young woman, Ryesen had even sung in her family's church choir. Taken a few solos. Look how much that helped me. , she resentfully though. A more matured voice awakened through the air she breathed out.

[Dion Dante Lucifer]

Note: I know nothing of singing, so I will say what I think when I see someone singing. I'M SORRY REAL SINGERS AND MUSICIANS OUT THERE.

That singing and beginning. Hm, pretty decent. Maybe her cat won't be killed after all. Of course, the rest of the song has to be sung, too. He certainly didn't think that her voice fit the song. Too high for it, especially since the song is originally sung by a guy.

Mic firmly grasped, he yelled into the mic, "Someone save us!"

Quickly, he sang into the chorus with Ryesen. [Enter Ryesen's part here]
"Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you’re falling down"

Of course, he sung in his operatic rock voice in the chorus but this time, his voice wasn't so deep. It was more lighter like an actual rocker vocalist's. The two voices, male and female, mixed in, Dion's stretching to give it a more operatic feel to it.

The middle of the song was completely his, except for that middle chorus which separated his two stanzas.

"And help the soul
I can’t tell if I’ve been breathing or sleeping or screaming or waiting for the man to call
And maybe all of the above
Cause mostly I’ve been sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood and screamin"

Operatic voice gone, nu-metal voice in. A trick he learned while listening to "Blue" by The Birthday Massacre. The vocalist for that band would sing all cutesy like, then start yelling uncontrollably. He thought it was really cute and thought that'd he steal it.

Now his favorite solo lyric:

"Someone save us"

The chorus came again, and he hit every note almost perfectly, listening to Ryesen, making sure she hit hers perfectly as well.

"Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you’re falling down"

And for his second stanza.. Both hands on the mic, he sang the words. He smirked and looked at Ryesen as he sang the part. It wasn't as dramatic as he usually does it since he wasn't singing with his usual partner. By this time, he was sweating.

"Pray for me
Oh make the faith in me
And while you lay for me
And make a saint o~f"

He cuts off, hoping Ryesen would jump in right after the last word at the right moment. If not, then her cat would be done for. This part was the second most important part of the song and if not done right, it wouldn't sound too good and would greatly piss off Dion.

[Ryesen Hawke]

Ryesen made a sudden movement forward as the music led her into her part. The movement, however, did not disrupt her singing.

"I’ll give you all the mess you need
Cover me in gasoline
Wipe away the tears of blood again"

As she sang the first line, Ryesen turned off and plunks it into a stand close to her. The girl had made herself close enough to Dion that her voice came out of his mic, instead. During the the second line, she put her hands over his and equally grasped his mic and sang into it. Letting one hand come off, she tilted her head with a sad smile and cupped his face in her hand, making the motion of wiping a tear away as she sang the third line.

"And the punch line to the joke is asking..."

After she sang that line, she slipped back to the stand and took ahold of it, making her self ready for the next words she would sing.

(I think the "Someone Save Us" here is the two boys together. Just this one. That's just me, though.)

[Dion Dante Lucifer]

[I was thinking that when I first assigned the lyrics but I thought I should still give Dion that lyric since he already sings all the other ones. And that Dion and Rukou had similar thinking styles like how twins do so Dion could "read his mind" and sing the rest of Rukou's sentence.

But then Rukou never gets a chance to sing that line so maybe he could be able to sing it with Dion. but I do agree that it should've been sung by both boys. But.. I decided to give it to Dion. I don't know. ): BUT RIGHT NOW WE'LL STICK WITH DION GETTING THE COO' LINE.]


What is she? A rockstar? This is karaoke, not a concert. No need to be so active and get carried away with it. He oftened argued how karaoke isn't a real concert and that you shouldn't put so much energy in it.

"Someone save us!" continuing the "sentence" the song. He leaded into the chorus,

"Heaven help us now
Come crashing down
And hear the sound
As you fall"

[Hey, we're switching around the last part. You'll get the blue and I get the red. I wasn't sure who would sing which on this part, but I'm gonna decide Rukou gets the cool lyric of "You don't know a thing about my sins." 'cause it's cool. and Rukou's cool. And.. Dion's not.]

[Enter Ryesen's part here]
"And would you pray for me?
Or make a saint of me?
And will you lay for me?
Or make a saint of me?

Both hands on the mic, he decided to play along with Ryesen's stagery. His face was dramatic as he sung, as if he were about to cry. [Think Gerard Way.] The sweat drops on his face even made it look like he were crying.

Cause I'm burning, I'm burning
I'm burning, I'm burning"

Breathing heavily, and sweating immensely, he kept sanging his part until the last word was sung.

[Ryesen Hawke]

Ryesen, please that Dion had decided to work with her, also cooperatively continued until the end of the song.

She was suprised Dion hadn't taken too much notice, because she had. As he was sweating and almost panting, Ryesen continued to be ice cold. Her active part was in an attempt to somehow raise her body heat and perhaps have her blood flush her cheeks again while she performed the song. Music meant nothing without feeling the exhaustion and exhileration that accompanied it. Her heart broke everytime she sang an she didn't feel a word of it.

She looked like a rock star and she wished she felt like one, too. Some vampire species still had some if not most human functions. Truly cursed, she couldn't feel one of the reasons she lived as a human in the first place.

Ryesen supposed that Dion had noticed, but not cared when the hand that touched him was cold compared to his now warmed body. Thinking sadly, she wanted to touch his body again and feel the heat his body created simply because she didn't have her own.

The song ended on a wonderful note and she smiled happily to the crowd. The crowd could simply cheer happily. It didn't matter. Most of them were drunk, anyway and wouldn't know a good from a sour note.

Looking toward Dion again, she bowed to him. "You're a wonderful singer," she admitted truthfully. "I appreciate your allowance of sharing the stage with someone such as myself."

[Dion Dante Lucifer]

"Merci, ma cherie!" The microphone was loud and how much of Dion's aquired American accent was heard. He was yelling into the microphone with excitement. "Folks, I think Baiser's got themselves their female vocals." The crowd cheered. Apparently they knew who Baiser were?

Baiser. A band known in Sanc consisting of vocalist and frontman Rukou, bassist Dion, and rhythm guitarist Costel. Where the other guitarist and drummer? They were killed off long ago. Rukou was the leader of the band, of course. And currently, they were looking for a secondary vocalist, a female to accompany him.

Dion was told to challenge any and all females to a duet and whoever could sing the song perfectly would be invited to join the band. Though, he still hated Ryesen's voice. "Ryesa, you've gained my respect for your singing, and you have also been invited to join Baiser." Her energy and the amount of fun she had on stage was definately something that was required and she passed.

[Ryesen Hawke]

"Hmm. Thank you for the invitation, Dion. It's sad to see that your eyes don't agree. Ah, well. I'd would enjoy singing with Baiser. The band, of course, is in my range of knowledge. Along with the rest of Sanc. Thank you," Ryesen drolled out cheerfully.

About this time, Nayal scurried up to the stage. Jumping onto the karaoke machine, she jumped further up to Rye's shoulders. The bengal seemed ready and waiting to exit the building. Outside, however, there was a downpour of rain. Ryesen wondered why she was suddenly invited into a band such as Baiser. It didn't seem but yesterday that she actually sang in a little church choir...

[Dion Dante Lucifer]

"Oy!" Dion ran off the stage to catch her before she left. He placed his on her shoulder and whispered into her ear, "Go to the taverns in BSA. Look for Rukou. You know him right? There's other requirements that you need to talk to him about." A click sound was made as if he were saying 'Get going.' Just before Dion went to his table, he petted Nayal and smiled at her the little thing. She sure wasn't going to die anytime soon.

The crowded was staring at them, one even going "Ooooooo!" like little elementary students. "Bah!" He waved his hand and ignored him, drinking the rest of the Hunch Punch which wasn't that gold anymore.

Winking, he said, "Don't worry. I'll be there soon."

[Ryesen Hawke]

Nayal purred slightly as she was petted by Dion.

After nodding to Dion and then starting at the crowd for their sounds, Ryesen scowled at Nayal for purring. "Traitor."

Turning to leave, Ryesen exitted the doors of the bar and into the thundering rain. 'Requirements'? How hard could it be to qualify? I suppose there's more to it than I may realize.

During Ryesen's continuing thoughts, Nayal jumped from Rye's shoulder and into a puddle near the edge of the road. On their way back to Rye's 'ride' home, Nayal played in water their entire way home.

"You're such a freaky cat."