Nuns the Word (social with Madison)

Baird Yuzill

Magnolia Town. Where people typically were calm and enjoying festivals and celebrations and various little things to do around town. A long, green haired mage was walking through the streets, carrying around a violin shaped similarly to that of a gun. The man was sporting a rather bright green tank top, a black lather vest, black skinny jeans being held up by a studded belt, and black biker boots on his feet while he had a leather newsboy cap upon his head. On his left cheek was a rather large bandage. He brings his violin over to the corner of a street and tips his hat off of his head, plopping it on the ground as he brings the violin to his shoulder and takes a deep breath. He brings the bow up to the strings, and a soft smile was upon his lips as he begun playing a rather off and on intense song. While it sounded like the song should have multiple instruments playing at once, he was skillfully playing every part on his violin without issue. He was swaying slightly, unable to keep himself still as he played. The man even swung his body a bit as the music got in the more epic sounding parts, making the music seem all the more lively as he played it.

He barely glances at the audience he has gathered in front of him. His hat was starting to fill up as he played, but he kept enough of an eye on it to make sure no one was stealing from him regardless. Yeah... he was a dark mage, but his hard earned money through playing for people was something he felt he had to do as an artist. Till he exposed himself to the world and the Rune Knights would know his face regardless of the bandage. His bright green eyes glance up from his violin, spying on the people whom surrounded him at this point. Honestly, he found it rather boring, but at the same time, he enjoyed knowing people were fawning over his playing abilities, especially since he was the one whom created this piece too. He was all too giddy, and he enjoyed it. Among the crowd, he spies some blonde hair, and raises an eyebrow. That wasn't a color he actually saw too often. Actually... he didn't think he saw that color at all? Maybe red and green and blue and white, but never actually blond... even on normal people. Eventually the song came to an end, and the man smiles to himself while bowing, enjoying the roar of the crowd cheering for him and some jewels clinking against one another in his hat as he bowed. "Thank you... It was an honor to play for you..." He muses to them in his silky voice. He grinned rather devilishly when he glanced at the people.

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Notes: Music, that's it

Baird Yuzill

Baird smiled ever so sweetly toward the little girl who put some jewel in his hat. Sometimes he absolutely hated children, unless they had decent taste in music. "Thank you." He muses sweetly to her. He raised an eyebrow to her foreign tongue. Well... music knew no language, especially his when no one sang words. He snickers to her apology and simply shrugged his shoulders to her. "It sounded beautiful. No need to apologize. But thank you. I plan to play more if you want to gather your friends to let them hear as well." He didn't care. It was pointless to be kind. He didn't want to hear an apology, just get more jewel... and fans. It typically was far easier to woo females over males though. He raised his violin up again to play another song when she spoke once more to him.

Her words made him stop as he takes a deep breath. "Child... is there a sign up saying I'm homeless and asking for money? Do I look like I need to go to a bloody church who has nothing but lies and slanders for someone like me? Redemption is the last thing a church will do for me." He snickers rather maliciously. "Not everyone is in need of the lords help within a church anyways, my sweet flower... Some people find him in other ways... and in ways where one typically wouldn't. What would you say to that? Or if I didn't accept the church? How insensitive do you think you'd be if you tried that one someone who didn't believe in your god or gods, or whatever that church has." He waved his hand as he plucked a couple strings, preparing his music again. He raised an eyebrow as he glanced over to her. "Hold on... you're a nun, aren't you? Fairly fresh and new at it, hm?" He pokes her forehead softly with the tip of his bow. He sensed something in this girl, something that felt rather interesting. He had to play a little more with it... "You're more than a nun... aren't you...?" His lips curled into a grin as he leaned down to be eye level with the girl. "You're a mage? And even then... more than just a simple mage?" He tilts his head as he giggled softly.

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Notes: Music, that's it

Baird Yuzill

At this little girls comment of thorn bushes, Baird snickers. "Well... guess I'm glad I play with thorn bushes often and get poked enough that they don't bother me... Especially since I bite near as much back." He shrugs his shoulders as he looks to his violin, testing the strings a bit. "And It doesn't matter if I have experience or not with religion, it's more the fact that the first thing that apparently came to your mind after complimenting my music, is that I could possibly be homeless and working the streets for money... rather than just a street performer just because I can be, and trying to direct me to a church. And that's without knowing if I had experience with it, and if it was good or not if I did have experience with the church. Speaking of that... You know how many people are actually abused by the church that is supposed to help them? Especially in young children's youth? Too many to know, my dear sweet..." He raised an eyebrow to her, wondering what she'd say or do with that bit of information.

Her getting worried got Baird smirking some as he leans forward slightly and gets his face close to hers. "I don't need to pry at you, sweetheart... Everything seems to be written on your face, and your magic is showing just enough I can pick it... And how you carry yourself... You just seem so sweet..." He lets his lips split his face in half as he grins to her. "Why not tell me some more of yourself... how can one like yourself... be a nun? I feel it would be such a waste of your talents to be so... Even if you're a 'good little nun', I doubt it's as fun as you wish you can have some days." He backs his face up a bit, standing up straight again. She seemed more interesting than he thought of before... just how to get her to where he wished to... that was his only issue right now. Maybe whisper it into someones ear? He shall see.

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Notes: Music, that's it

Baird Yuzill

The musician was trying to not giggle as he listened to her, but his head was shaking. He listened to her talk about her own past, grinning as he didn't think he said nought to get her to spill about herself... but she seemed to do so easily on her own. "Dearie.... I'm not bitter for one... I'm thankful for the church. They didn't care for magic too much really. They even showed me I could play music like a pro... but I wasn't allowed to even be friends with the mice where I grew up... I was only told where to go and how to do things without delay and without talking back and the way the lord ... I found my magic through their force..." He glanced to his violin in his hands, and grinned a bit. "That was probably the worst thing they thought they ever did in their life... Happy day for me." His lips were a grin as he was pleased with himself.

He was curious about how she didn't shy away from his closeness, figuring she'd pull back or something. It seems he actually ticked something within her... And it kind of made him feel giddy all over again. As she spoke again though, he chuckles softly. "Oh? I don't know anything about you? But you just told me you grew up in the church and they ordered you around, yes? For most of your life... since you're so young. Must of been sad being denied doing what you wanted quite often... hm?" He put the violin to his shoulder, ready to play it once again. "You should check your eyes out sweetie... they have a yearning in them... I'm too old for your scrawny body. Unless..." He paused as he glances to her, reaching his hand down and smirking. "You're realizing there's something else you're wanting, that's not me? Maybe I can help you get it though?" He shows his teeth again as he muses to her.

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Notes: Music, that's it

Baird Yuzill

The green haired man cackled a bit as the girl had swiped it away from him, but before she could break it, he had made is disappear back to where it came from. He wasn't going to let her break his things. He'd go off on her and make her wish she didn't do it. As he was grabbed by the collar though, he was slightly caught off guard, before he started cackling and looking at her with excitement in his eyes. "Bravo little one! You sure we're not alike? You seem to be at the ends of your rope." He giggles as he points to her arm holding his shirt. "Nice demon... Pretty demon... Shh... Shh... Shh..." He cackles as he waved his other hand a bit. He was feeling the adrenaline coursing through him now, and was wanting to play with something, but he didn't see anything interesting besides this girl to play with... "Call me a coward if you wish, sugar, but worms wiggle. I play music." He cackles.

When he felt the presence of a fellow guild member, his bright green eyes glance over at her in a rather bored expression for a moment, especially as she casted a sleep spell upon the people around, and the girl holding him. "Excuse me... This is my nun..." He mutters in an annoyed fashion. Maybe this is what Yuiisai felt when he was being loud? Nah... she was far more fierce when he was. He adjusts his shirt as the girl is removed from him, and smiles smugly. "Why? Maybe because I wanted to play with someone?" He grinned enough to nearly split his face in half as he reaches over and grabs the girl and throws her over his shoulder. She was heavier than he expected, but his instruments could get heavier. "And I knew there was something rather interesting about this 'young black rose', as you put it." He cackles as he starts to step away. His clothes he couldn't care any less for. He was still upset she tried to break his violin. That was one of his prize possessions. His instruments. No one tried to break them. "I feel this nun could be a blessing for us though. Let her rain the wrath of god among our enemies." He was trying his hardest to hold back his laughing while he was starting to walk away from the area, but it wasn't working as he was shaking from his laughing a bit. The adrenaline coursing through him still.

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Word Count: 0000
Notes: Music, that's it