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Urban gave a chuckle at Red hitting him in the shoulder before quickly sliding the female's guitar from her hands. "I didn't say it was bad. I simply stated Ain't No Rest For the Wicked was still a better song. The Civil Wars is a band also. It's made up of a guy who looks similar to Johnny Depp and a really pretty woman. Let's see..." he responded while briefly running his fingers down the side of the guitar. "If any of you care for a lesson on how certain species end up here, I can always go ask Lymbo to bring Synestra down here. He's both a fallen angel and a pure angel. The crazy shxt I've seen in here would make ya question many things. Ooh-ooh. Ooh-ooh. I'm a dead man walking here." At the end of his brief statement, his fingers started strumming across the strings of Red's guitar and yet seemed to make it sound more like an acoustic guitar than a bass guitar. His voice came out smoothly, his bright green eyes flashing a slight hint of mischief as they briefly glanced down to the darker side of the marketplace. As expected, that dark chuckle from what seemed like two males echoed down the way.

Rinnue gave a slight roll of his eyes at Blue's words before flitting his wings together quickly. "As if. Humans keep popping out kids who eventually start popping out kids who start popping out kids and end up building their iron cities on more and more land. As they do this, the animals who once inhabited that land are being pushed back into smaller and smaller areas. The fey are also forced into retreating from the iron cities because it harms us as well. Then when the animal population enters 'human territory' they're invading and get killed. Another example; when animals hunt, they kill only the necessary amount for survival. When humans hunt, it's just for sport and only certain parts of the animal are ever touched when they're used for food. At least the native indians and fey had the decency to use every bit of the animals they hunted for survival. As time goes on, the humans spoil themselves on their technology and cars, caring only for themselves without thinking 'the animals were here before us and we're driving them out of their homes to make our homes'. They don't understand that," he retortes a bit more viciously than he'd intended. Terri briefly shrugged at Blue's words. "You definitely do if you can hear his words through the tinkling bells he gives off when moving his wings quickly. And it's more like humans don't understand their own folly and if they do, they do little to nothing about it," the green faerie retorted while watching her brother give a brief nod. While humans thought they were doing good, they didn't seem to understand that they were doing more harm than good.

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"Dullahan Magician"

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Feeling his face grow a little warm at having played a song he'd never really played before made Urban feel a little flustered. "It's nothing special really. Music just comes relatively easy to me and I've had to adapt and overcome calming snakes and having them perform with more modern day music. I mean, if every snake charmer just pulled out a flute and started up the same old tune, it'd get dull so I made snake charming something a little more awesome and it caught many people's attention," he murmured while trying to keep from growing a darker red at how she'd touched the guitar and him so... Strangely for lack of a better word. He returned the guitar to the female before briefly raising his shirt enough to where a snake tattoo hid on his back was exposed. When it was exposed, it seemed to crawl off his skin and become a real snake to which he softly began humming a gentle tune and his body moved as though he were a belly dancer. The snake remained by his feet yet seemed to move along with the Hindi song Urban sang without any difficulties in speaking the foreign language. "Tose Naina Lage."

Upon hearing Lan play heavy metal music Miku snaps out of the soft music's trance. She sighs wishing that Lan kept playing the music from before, the softness of the music reminded her of a song her former master enjoyed hearing her sing and she liked singing it too when she actually mastered it because before then she would be hit every wrong note or word she made. Miku looks around at the other slaves wondering how long does it take for a slave to be bought? How much longer does she have to rest until the next master buys her? Will he or she be like her former master? Or different? Miku lies down on the ground hugging her tail like a teddy bear for comfort. Feeling a bit down she closes her eyes for a nap she has long awaited for.

Sitting down her wings were starting to get drips of water on them from the leaky roof above them. Looking up Ahri smiled. She knew her mother and father were watching over her but why did they send her. Her mother tried to protect her but failed. Getting up Ahri spread her wings and was getting ready to fly up when guards came rushing in. Grabbing her wings they throw her on the ground. Wrapping up inside her wings she wanted to be home not here. Being forced to have her wins bound behind her back she was no long able to stretch them at all. A tear fell from her face she she sat in a corner of the room and cradled herself.

Smiling at the poor attempt of the angel Saph still paced back and forth in her cage. Watching the angel weep made the kitsune have even more pride in herself. what a piece of crap she thought to herself. Her hatred toward the angel just grew and grew inside of her. What was that angel thinking what was she trying to do get herself killed. Well that would be the sight I would love to see. Saph thought as she looked back at the fairy and man looking at the angel.