Thread: Demonizing an Angel *(Silvana | Areawin)

Double pay. Mina almost visibly winced at the new offer. She should have stuck her foot in her mouth when she had said that he had nothing that would make her want to stay. Only a fool would turn down that sort of pay, and though they weren't exactly hurting for cash thanks to Keiran, It was still good to consider lining their pockets while they had a chance. She thought about it the entire time, even as she returned to the stage with the others and was finishing up their act. When the customers began to be shuffled out, Mina sat on the edge of the stage, deep in thought as Ratri packed up his guitar behind her, snapping the latches into place on his case, Something bothering you? He questioned in her general direction, though, she didn't even look at him, Sort of. She answered, looking up as Keiran walked across the room to join her, settling next to her, Good show. He commented, which made her laugh, You didn't even watch. She accused, nudging him with her elbow playfully. Let's stay for a little while longer. It was abrupt and caught her off guard, You too? She huffed, any playfulness towards her brother fading as quickly as it had surfaced, That club owner offered double pay if we stay another night. Then let's do it. Keiran's gaze had wandered off, the silvernette seeming distracted by something. With a simple follow of his eyes, the reason was plain and clear, A girl. Of course that's why. Mina snipped towards him in response. Then, after a moment of silence between the siblings, Mina finally sighed, Fine. As if on cue, that was when Damien found his way back around to speak with her again. Mina didn't even have a chance to answer him when he questioned her, however. Keiran speaking for her, She would be delighted to take your offer. I didn't say that. Of course you did. Keiran look towards his sister, catching a heated glare from her that made him grin a bit. It was always fun to ruffle her feathers. Mina being quite the lively one, rapidly jumping from one emotion to another in the blink of an eye. Like a untamed flame set loose on a windy day. Biting back on her tongue when a string of rather colorful words came to mind, Mina met Damien's gaze, and stood up, crossing her arms against her chest. She was significantly shorter than him. Only tall enough that the top of her head barely was level with his collarbone, but she stood confidently, One night. She commented sternly, No more, no less. Take it or leave it. We're staying? Ratri had stopped what he was doing, looking very much like a little boy who had been forced to stay at his grandmother's house too long when he wanted to go home instead, But Miiiiiiiina- Shut up Ratri and help me pack up the damn drums! A raven haired girl with pitch black eyes snapped at him, holding the largest drum in her arms, looking like she might possibly fall over. She was a slim build, her skin having a pale tan leftover from the summer that had been steadily fading as the colder season began to settle in. While Mina was glamorous, this girl wore laced up combat-style boots with a long braid that was twisted up into a bun at the base of her neck. Her worn and tattered jacket sporting various chains and metal studs that had obviously been placed for visual purposes rather than practical reasons. Around her neck was a choker with a small antique-looking mirror fastened in place and black lace lining the edges. Obviously something she had most likely put together herself. Sorry, Shiori. Ratri moved to her aid, and vanished as they carried the drums out back to where the bus they had arrived in was parked, the last member of the group- a youthful boy with wild hair who played the bass guitar, tagged along after the two. Leaving only Mina and Keiran inside.