The first act Darts, was fine. A good concert with good energy. Everyone having a great time. Even Yaya if she glanced over was getting into it. Nadeshiko's smile looked a bit forced, even from a distance, and Amu was as aloof as ever. Kukia was leaned back in his seat, alert, but not overly concerned. Tadase was frowning intently at the stage. The small kwami sized children where flying patrols over the audience, unnoticed.
And then Utau came out.
She was prettier than her posters made her seem, and she had a PRESENCE. When Jagged Stone entered an area he was noticed at once because he made a lot of noise and called attention to himself. This girl commanded attention just by stepping forward. Yes, she was on stage, yes the people were here to see her. But there was something more than that. A level of charisma many stars could only hope for. Or maybe it was the challenge in her eyes. She didn't look like she was someone who loved singing and was pumped up by the crowd. She looked like someone who was above the crowd, ready to do what she had to do. The grim determination of a general, rather than the flighty energy of a pop star.
She wore the same black dress as on her posters, with a lace back and a thin gold chain for a belt. Hanging from the chain at the small of her back were two eggs. From a distance the details were hard to make out, but one was white and light pink, the other was black and purple. The lighting shifted to a dramatic purple as she began to sing. Her voice was ruch and full. She had talent. But there was no joy in her singing. She sang with force and energy, but the life was missing. In that Jagged had her beat a million times from sunday. It was clear he enjoyed performing. She looked like she was fighting something as she sang. But the music was still oddly compelling.
Where the fans had been screaming during Darts' performance, they were oddly quiet and enraptured now. Some of the children went very very still, their eyes glazing.
Small bat wings appeared on Utau's back. Not on the dress, but coming from the flesh between the laces. And black and purple energy began to surround the vacant eyed children.
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And then Utau came out.
She was prettier than her posters made her seem, and she had a PRESENCE. When Jagged Stone entered an area he was noticed at once because he made a lot of noise and called attention to himself. This girl commanded attention just by stepping forward. Yes, she was on stage, yes the people were here to see her. But there was something more than that. A level of charisma many stars could only hope for. Or maybe it was the challenge in her eyes. She didn't look like she was someone who loved singing and was pumped up by the crowd. She looked like someone who was above the crowd, ready to do what she had to do. The grim determination of a general, rather than the flighty energy of a pop star.
She wore the same black dress as on her posters, with a lace back and a thin gold chain for a belt. Hanging from the chain at the small of her back were two eggs. From a distance the details were hard to make out, but one was white and light pink, the other was black and purple. The lighting shifted to a dramatic purple as she began to sing. Her voice was ruch and full. She had talent. But there was no joy in her singing. She sang with force and energy, but the life was missing. In that Jagged had her beat a million times from sunday. It was clear he enjoyed performing. She looked like she was fighting something as she sang. But the music was still oddly compelling.
Where the fans had been screaming during Darts' performance, they were oddly quiet and enraptured now. Some of the children went very very still, their eyes glazing.
Small bat wings appeared on Utau's back. Not on the dress, but coming from the flesh between the laces. And black and purple energy began to surround the vacant eyed children.