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Magin entered the Glass Violin Room.
"I'm lost, but I'll just have fun being lost..." He walked around exploring the place.
"Not that bad..."

Magin stared at the girl who asked for his identity...
"I don't think I should trust her...." Magin continued walking and walked to the playground.

Sukai stood in the vast expanse of what was called the Glass Violin. It was a cold winter day and the air in the building was stale unlike the cold fresh air outside. The air none the less formed a cloud of smoke that came from her lips, as she looked around, with her guitar case in tow she decided to sit on the edge of the stage. As her bottom hit the stage she closed her eyes a little knowing that the dust that was on the stage was now lightly caked on to her pants. She set her case down and the light clicks of the clasps that held down the lid echoed out.

"Sounds good," she said softly admiring the acoustics.

She started strumming a few chords lightly, tuning her guitar to make sure it sounded right.

No matter how small of a person she was, or how little she may have weighed, her feet still made loud and graceless sounds that were contrary to the graceful movements of the faerie herself. She wasn't trying to make awkward noises on the floor, or even when she wandered upon the old wooden stage... it may have been more fitting if her movements became a little more awkward.

Which they did.

"Ah.. uhnn.." She whimpered a little, as if in fear that the floor would give out on her. It was quite old and decrepit... however that piano... The piano was what was calling to her.

Not that Momoko Himeji could carry a tune on the instrument. She was actually quite bad at playing the large, key'd beast. But truthfully, it was antique... and beautiful. It called to the musical part of her heart!

Her small, slender fingers stroked one of the keys fondly... middle C, was it? She hummed the note quietly, in a forlorn like way...

What was she doing? Faeries didn't sing...

They danced. Ballet was just one of their natural skills.

For Momoko that remained true, however she preferred to sing so much over dancing. She preferred singing to making mischief as well. She was really a good faerie...

Green-blue eyes peering up to see if anyone was around... and they weren't... she looked back at the piano and parted her lips, taking in a deep breath.

And she sung the introductory low alto notes of just any old tune, carrying them sweetly along like a river. Proceeding, proceeding to climb the musical scale until she hit the high soprano Gs and A's, and vocally took a leap of faith, trying to reach just one more step... but she couldn't reach that next note as her voice gave a crack at the A flat...

Momoko fell silent, holding her blushing cheeks shyly.

"I can't do it..." She sighed. The small, lolita-like fae did not dare continue the failed melody.

Kalanis swept through the halls of The Glass Violen with a silent covertness. The weather outside was tempest at best, clouds shrowding around the reluctantly glowing moon. Kalanis crept past the trickles of feigning moonlight surpassing the glass of the glinting windows. His skin was a lightly tanned cream, seemingly so dark contrasted against his blazoned locks of blonde hair. Soft, off-set notes of piano music drifted through the empty, dust-ridden halls of that building. Kalanis, naturally attracted to any sound of vocalized art, peered into each of the sound-proof practice rooms leading to the main stage. Finding that none held the struggling notes of melody, he continued on down the hall in near silence. Kalanis was sure to remain silent, as to not frighten any little "kittens" practicing their piano skills. When he entered those creaked-wide double doors to the auditorium, Kalanis spotted the tiny little fairy, fretting over a missed note or an off-tune key. Kalanis grinned slightly, revealing his pearly-whites. Kalanis strode up the aisle with grace, cautiously watching the beautiful little girl as to be sure he was not noticed. Climbing the rickety steps on the opposite side of the stage, Kalanis struggled silently to not let the boards beneath him whine with mourning. Splintered and termite-infested, the boards wished to be replaced. This building was worth so much more. Successfully reaching the piano without a sound, Kalanis slid onto the piano bench to the left of little Momoko, wrapping his right arm around her side. Kalanis continued the scale of notes for the petite woman, gleaming into her eyes with a hidden wolven grin.

Kalanis looked down at the piano, pulling in his sly little grin. He then looked back at the petite faerie, eyes wide with intent listening. Her voice drifted through his ears, carrying the sweet honey-smooth melody of chimes tinking in the summer wind. Kalanis smiled with a light chuckle, letting his fingers slip from the ivory keys to rest by Momoko's side. "There is nothing to be embarassed about. I was once sub-par. But practice really helps, you know? Kalanis responded in his deep, creamy rich voice with a quirk of his brow. The little faerie sent flutters into his heart, his chest tightening at each honey dew syllable that dripped from her lips. Kalanis could see the frantic look in the girl's deep, enormous eyes. Her type was his usual prey. Innocent, pristine, gullible. Though, Kalanis was sure to be cautious. There was no need to scare off an adorable little "kitten," as he called them. "What is a little faerie like you doing in a dusty place like this?" he asked, rich, deep notes revirbirating from his throat. Kalanis sat close to the tiny frame, eyes soaking in the very miniscule details of her clothing, hair, even her smell. The cloth petals seemed to be real, a sweet scent of a field of blooming flowers drifting from her tiny body. Kalanis was entranced himself, wondering if she really was a faerie, or just a siren in disguise. Either way, Kalanis just couldn't help himself.

OOC: SHORT POST. XP

Kalanis couldn't resist looking into the blue-green eyes of the young maiden, staring with his own passionate sea blue pupils. Usually Kalanis was the one doing the spell-casting, but looking at the nymph-like face of the blushing faerie was hypnotic, as if she herself cast a spell over him. However, his devilish demeanor did not show this, stashing it away his heart pounded against his rib cage as if screaming to be let out. His ears rang so loudly, Momoko's sweet, singsong syllables were barely audible to Kalanis. Kalanis had never experiend this feeling before, and yet he was not worried. He just sjrugged it off as a little bug, something going around that he might have caught from another lovely "kitten." Kalanis heard her plea for him to let her go, which only caused him to rest his hand upon her leg. "Sorry, but you're so irresistable." Kalanis murmured, licking his lips with a fox-like grin. Kalanis made no effort to pull the tiny faerie close to his body, where he could feel the pulse of her heart. Kalanis paid no mind to the flowers, yet smelled their floral scent wafting from the piano. A moment of silence passed, Kalanis staring into the beautiful eyes of the young vixen. He knew he shouldn't, but his body was under some kind of spell. Kalanis cupped the petite lady's chin, fingers sliding against her smooth rose-flushed cheek. Turning her chin upwards, Kalanis drew closer slowly with each heart-pounding second. Kalanis wrapped his arm arounf the girl tighter, pulling her in. His soft lips pushed against hers with a light politeness.