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Henrex
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Sun Nov 05, 2017 8:36 pm

CALM BEFORE THE STORM




HENREX ASTILLON

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Today was a surprisingly good day, for November. Not too cold, not too hot. It was a rather neutral day. The wind drifted by the male, his clothes lightly ruffling as they were picked up by the wind. A small jingling echoed from his side as the weapon hanging from his hip rustled in its sheath. Henrex's void eyes gazed at the masses that had gathered in the city of Japan, stepped in between the bustling and chaos of the crowd.

Many people were here to see a new pop star, someone even Henrex hadn't heard of. So, as someone who was always enthralled by music, and the arts in general, he had decided to stop by and see what it was all about. So, as the male landed silently in an alleyway of Osaka, Japan, before his wings coiled into his back as he stepped out, looking from left to right to make sure that no one was looking as he stepped out.

A soft smile came to his face as the skies grew clear just by the male's presence. His manipulation of storms spread throughout the area, clearing the air of any clouds or even the slightest hint of a storm. After all, it wouldn't be that much of a concert if the show got interrupted by a nasty storm. As someone who was interested in the girl's performance, Henrex was pretty much set on this being a good day. Thus, as he let out a single breath of relief as his work was done, he waited. It took little over an hour, something that Henrex was more than willing to wait for before the concert began.

'Interesting genre. Is this the normal selection in this day and age?' He thought to himself as he listened intently, the avian's ears able to pick up every last detail of every last song.

Henrex nodded softly at the end of them, clapping lightly after they concluded. He had to admit, she was good. There were a few flaws with it, but it was small, and something that was easy for her to fix. But, they weren't something that he would bring up, or make light of in any way. But, he was curious.

Thus, as soon as the last song ended, and everyone started clearing out, Henrex's energy began to built up within his legs before his body blinked away in a burst of speed, the only thing that would signify his prior presence being the small bit of remaining energy that only the most skilled of perceptions could detect. Channeling the wind to allow him even further level of speed, which would deposit him backstage. Exhaling softly and stepping out of the shadows, Henrex's body returned to visibility as the Garb of Tsukuyomi's "Kage-tai" effects slowly dripped away.

A warm smile passes over his face as he stepped towards the girl, staying a foot or so away to have a semblance of comfort for the distance between the two.

"That was a really nice performance," He said. "You're very talented."

Extending a ghostly pale hand, his smile would seem to be infectiously burning its way into Emilia's cheeks.

"I'm Henrex. I just listened to your concert. Interesting genre. Is that the kind of music that's normally produced in this day and age?"

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Sun Nov 05, 2017 11:40 pm


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Emilia smiled at her assistant, as she handed her a pumpkin spice latte. She warmed her hands from the warmth of the cup, and sniffed the delicious aroma of the coffee. She has been travelling for her world tour, and has already become tired of her tedious schedule. She barely had anytime to relax, and relieve stress. It was nice being a celebrity, a well known pop star, but at some point it becomes redundant. Her daily routine consisted of practicing, rehearsing, stage checks, meet and greets, and signing autographs. She was thankful for the wealth her career has granted her, however she secretly hoped for a more...thrilling life style. She sighed as she placed the fantasy novel sitting on her lap onto the table. If only my life could be intriguing as a fantasy novel, she pondered to herself.

"Emilia?" A female voice shouted, breaking Emilia's philosophical thoughts. It was Rebekah, Emilia's agent.

"Yes, Rebekah?' Emilia hollered back at her, almost spilling her hot coffee.

"It's time for the show!" Rebekah exclaimed excitedly.

With that, Emilia started heading back inside the building. They had a sound check, and the seats started to fill up in the concert room. Emilia could see the audience from behind the security camera from behind, there were a lot of people, which Emilia was used to. You can do this, Emilia! She thought to herself, and wrestled her thumbs, it was her own unique way of coping with anxiety, as the curtains revealed her standing alone in the center of the stage.

Emilia closed her eyes, and waited for the beat of the music. She started singing flawlessly like rehearsed, and she never missed a single beat, at least that was what she thought. Her dance moves were also perfect, making sure the performance was professionally executed. The concert was finally over, and she posed in her iconic pose while the curtains closed.

Emilia's agent and sound team gave her a thumbs up, and she responded by smiling at them. The crowd eventually faltered and the room was cleared out. Emilia turned her back around, and was about to walk to her room, but she halted when a masculine voice spoke. Emilia turned back around to see the man who complimented on her performance, and praised her for her talent. Perhaps it was because she was exhausted from the concert, but she could of sworn she didn't even hear the faintest footsteps approaching her from the man.

"Thank you, I am glad you enjoyed it!" Emilia accepted the stranger's extended hand, and smiled. Emilia blushed slightly, upon realizing the stranger's burning stare. He said his name was Henrex, and asked if this was music generally produced this day and age. Emilia giggled, thinking that this man was trying to crack a joke, as he appeared not much older than herself.

"That is a hilarious one! My name is Emilia" She clutched her stomach, laughing at what she thought was a joke from the stranger.








Henrex
Henrex
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Joined : 2016-01-20
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Age : 23

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Tue Nov 07, 2017 6:00 pm

CALM BEFORE THE STORM




HENREX ASTILLON

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There was no sound that came from him. Not the rustling of cloth, not the clack of footsteps, not even the sound of his breathing. There had only been the sound of the wind as it had carried Henrex to where he had been headed.

A small sense of comfort flowed over Henrex as he stood there, interacting with the girl. She didn't seem to be at all surprised by his sudden appearance and seemed even less surprised about his icy hand, or even his ghostly appearance. Perhaps it was something that she saw and dealt with on a daily basis? As he silently stepped to the side of the woman, before an azure blue light would emanate from his hand, before branching out and taking the form of two simple chairs, of which Henrex would sit down on the one on the left.

As he sat down, Henrex was immediately stricken with confusion. She was laughing. Had he told a joke? If so, he hadn't meant to. So, as she clutched her stomach and giggled, Henrex tilted his head to the side.

"It's nice to meet you, Emilia," He said, before looking around. "Did someone tell a joke?"

As he turned his head from side to side, he wasn't able to see anyone else in the room that might have been the source. But...there was nothing. So, naturally, the male assumed that she must have thought he was joking when he was talking about the music being made in this era. So, a small smile came to Henrex's face as he shook his head slightly.

"You know, I wasn't kidding about that." He said, his hand rising to his face and brushing away a few locks of his raven hair.

"A lot of people in Toba, back in the Edo era usually played live. Especially monks on their pilgrimages." He explained, a brief look of nostalgia coming to his face.

"I suppose I'm just stuck too far in the past."

As he said this, Henrex pulled out two chocolate bars from his cloak, before holding one out to Emilia.

"Would you like one?"

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