[ The night had been a success... but not successful enough. At least not as far as the band was concerned - they were still getting concerts with empty seats, they were still struggling to pop up in popularity on GooseTube, and they were still getting undermined by those preppy, awful pop stars everyone raved over. What Morgana was doing was true art, and true music! But she also had true bills to pay.
As she sat in her assigned dressing room, she was flipping through an ancient tome of magic - old school, for sure, but desperate times call for desperate measures. A little thievery here and there, who would care? Maybe those saps deserved to be robbed, since they weren't appreciating her music.
... There was still a small twinge of guilt about it. But it was very small.
Flip, flip, flip... S for Sirens. Well, that was fitting! After she cleared her throat, she began to sing, merely practicing without magic... so far. ]
Trust in me Just in me Shut your eyes Trust in me...
did I make a brand new account just for this? yes. yes i did.
As she sat in her assigned dressing room, she was flipping through an ancient tome of magic - old school, for sure, but desperate times call for desperate measures. A little thievery here and there, who would care? Maybe those saps deserved to be robbed, since they weren't appreciating her music.
... There was still a small twinge of guilt about it. But it was very small.
Flip, flip, flip... S for Sirens. Well, that was fitting! After she cleared her throat, she began to sing, merely practicing without magic... so far. ]
Trust in me
Just in me
Shut your eyes
Trust in me...