Singing in a Kingdom[Open]

[lulu]

"This place." A female with long brown hair walked along a carpeted path. A huge red palace was in her wake, as she looked at all the people. Whispers were heard all around her, as they wondered who she was. "Hmmm. I wonder If I could sing for some of the people?" A curious look came upon the older females face. She had been wanting to sing for a while, and hoped that people wouldn't shun her away.

"But this place its so huge." A smile came onto her delecet face, as she walked forward. The doors were actually wide open. It was strange, and in fact she didn't think going in was a right thing. No one had invited her, but she looked to her left.

"Are you sure?"

The unknown female nodded, as Lenne went inside. Many people with robes on walked around. It was nothing like her home of Luca, and in fact it was something new to her. "Well I guess this is a good place to start." She quielty kept walking, as her boots carried her towards a giant door. It was closed, as she took out her microphone, and waited for a moment.

[Kefka]

What was he doing here? No clue, as the male sat in a seat. He heard of a songstress and bored, he drug himself out of that hermit home of his. He almost wished they could see her already, so he could tell if she was cute enough or not. Lately, he's been keeping an eye out for pretty girls. Servants were always hard to find, and once he got his hands on a Al-Bhed, his plans could come to fruition. He'd be able to re-create his world, albeit with a lot of alterations. Machina, it was almost close to Magitek. But the biggest differance was that Machina didn't use magic. That's where he'd reign surpreme, once he found a source of magic powerful enough in this world. These thoughts were rumbling through his head, as the crowd began to get excited. They loved concerts.. and so they waited for whom ever it was to come out and sing already. The male was watching as well, the people around him uncomfortable.. a strange smile was on his lips.

He was ready.

[lulu]

Lenne saw a crowd and a even stranger man in the back looking at her. They were all waiting for her to sing a song? But she was just a beginner.Yet at the moment Lenne forgot about it, and opened her mouth.

"I know that you're hiding things
using gentle words to shelter me
your words were like a dream
but dreams could never fool me...
Not that easily

I acted so distant then
didn't say good-bye before you left
but I was listening
you fight your battles far from me......
Far too easily."

Her eyes had been closed for she was too nervous to look. It was her first time singing, and she didn't want to mess up. But the more comfortable she got the more her eyes opend. Lenne got so excited and comfortable about her concert her eyes opened. A bright smile was on her face as the emotion of the song went through her body.


"'Save your tears 'Cause I'll come back'
I could hear that you whispered
as you walked through that door
but still I swore to hide that pain
when I turn back the pages
Shouting might've been the answer then
what if I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart
but now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart...."

A few tears went down her cheek, as she quickly wipped them still a smile on her face. She kept thinking about the boy from her home that she missed. He was always in her heart, and she wanted to see him. But in the back of her mind she knew he was dead. He had gone to the farplane a peacefull place that many pyreflies go to after death.

"Cause a Thousand words
Called out Through the Ages
They'll Fly to you
Even Though I can't see
I Know They're Reaching you
Suspended on Silver Wings

Oh a Thousand Words
One Thousand Embraces
Will Cradle You
Making all of Your Weary Days Seem Far Away
They'll Hold you Forever........"

More tears went down her cheeks as memories of the two of them together. They spent each minute their time together never parting. She wanted that feeling to return to her heart, as she kept on smiling. She wanted everyone to know that she was still happy though the tears. Her microphone somehow still in her hand, as it trembled.

"Oh a Thousand Words
Have Never been spoken
They'll fly to you
they'll carry you home
And back into my arms
Suspended on silver Wings.

And a thousand words
Called out through the ages
They'll cradle you
Making all of your lonely years to only days
They'll hold you forever........."

A last amount of breathe came from her lips as tears finally stopped. She had her microphone still in her hand, as she keot smiling.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh

One Thousand Words..."

Lenne was breathing a bit harder, as she bowed to the crowd looking at them. Many people seemed to of shown up, and many were crying. She was happy to of put on a good concert for everyone. Her brown hair swayed a bit as wind seemed to pick up. "Thank-You everyone." A wide smile was still on her face, as she waved. Her microphone was attached to her belt, as she saw everyone leave. Soon after that she started walking towards the front. Her boots clicking and clacking, as she looked at a man. He looked like a total weirdo, as she kept on walking towards the front carpet.

[Kefka]

Almost bored now, what was taking so long? The male gave a sigh and touched the feathers in his hair. He even .. dressed up. As loathe as he was to admit it, the male actually made his outfit a little less garish for this occaision. The feathers were tastful, perfectly matching with his bun, and his eyes were tracking, startling a blue color. His gaze was moving over the stage, as she started to walk out, the more darkened color of his outfit making him acceptable. A black shirt and pants, and his normal orange and golden yellow collar, with a nice cape. He looked.. relatively sane. But the make up was near the usual, the face pallid white, and his eye make up spanning, almost like a jester's collar. His lips were also a toned down shade of red, almost looking good. Pft. That only females knew make-up.. what a silly myth. He was watching her, as she moved around, his gaze almost..

The crowd was moving away, as she walked down the asile, his own body now lifting as well, as his steps brought him towards her. But still, he didn't think to speak, for he needed willing participants. He was close to her, but the guards still made no moves, well apart from tensing. The male just continued on a path parallel to hers, until they were close to the door. Then, he decided to speak. He was still behind the barrier, still off the carpet. ''Such a touching song Milady. You could say the inspiration was almost beyond a mortal man's mien of understanding. I sure do hope that such a lady is just as touching herself then with her song.'' the male said, bowing to her, the smile that unwantingly cropped up hidden from her, as he waited for an answer, still in the bow, holding his cape outwards.