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Mariel paled (if that was possible for a very fair-skinned, redhead vampire) as she listened to the lovely opera aria.
Now WHY did I think singing a solo would be a such a scathingly brilliant idea?
She applauded sincerely, and even managed a quiet BRAVA!, and wished she was almost anywhere else but here.
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Madison pauses in her examining of the artwork to listen to the lovely voice of Dirge. She smiles unknowingly as the woman's voice flowed throoughout the building. While she did not understand the words of the song, she thought she understood the tone and if she were human still, there would be tears in her eyes.
When the song ends, Madison claps heartily, anticipating the next act.
Rosuto pauses and listens politely to the song. There is no pang of emotion that springs to mind as the woman sings, no fluttering of feeling in her breast. It is merely music, another distraction from the political maneauvering of Court. She patiently waits for the song to end and claps politely when the woman is done. Her expression of boredom does not change however. She does watch the Prince and Harpy out of the corner of her eye, keeping track of their movements around the room.
Ishani stops examining the gargoyles as Dirge begins to sing and turns to face the woman. She finds herself reaching for Asa's hand as the song continues.
"She has a lovely voice." She murmurs to Asa and Twist as she listens. When the song is done, she claps with enthusiasm before returning to her choice of gargoyle.
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Obsidian approaches Aimee Noel from well within her visual range.
"Ms. Noel, I apologize for not being friendly enough earlier. I am a struggling not only with my artistic skills, but my opinion of my skills, as well. Do you have any artistic interests of your own?"
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Asa listened, enjoying the song. Although he had always found the visual mediums of art very subjective, performance art seemed to resonate more universally with most as either pleasing or not. He studied the woman as she sang, recalling his memories of her in the dream-scape.
That, and this. A public performance despite her handicap and obvious material means.
A brave one, this Dirge.
"Indeed," he answered to Ishani, then also applauded.
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Cassandra
Cassandra listened to dirge sing. Even with her mind fixed as it was, it was all too easy to get lost in it. As soon as she was done, she applauded, perhaps with a little too much enthusiasm as her Raven stirred from its slumber. "She does the goddess proud..."
Myrah Wells
Interesting. For one with the Nosferatu Curse, she has a great deal of talent. Myrah mentally commented as soon as the performance was done. Wait, was she actually smiling? Too bad it was fleeting as her mind returned back to her surroundings.
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Circe
Circe closes her eyes as she listens to Dirge's performance, and when Dirge finishes, she claps and smiles, smiling all the more to see and hear the response of the Prince and so many others.
Jessi
"Not my kinda music," Jessi whispers to Arnold while clapping. "But the girl's got talent."
Konstantin
Konstantin moves near and slightly behind the Prince. He does not focus on the music, focusing instead on watching the Prince, those close to the Prince, and the general audience and environment. He knows that the distraction of a performance is a perfect opportunity for an assassination attempt. He doesn't expect any such attempt to occur, but his job is to be ready for the unexpected.
Heathcliff Staley (ghosted for Fractured)
The Seneschal listens and watches, and claps with enthusiasm when Dirge finishes.
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Regina nods to twist as the homeless woman began her Italian singing. It was the superior culture after all.
And while regina isn't one for opera, she still appreciates the homage being paid to her country, and claps as well.
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Jayant listens and smiles as Dirge performs, very impressed by the woman's talent. As she finishes, he applauds along with others.
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Arnold nods in agreement with Jessi's statement "I agree, she does have a beautiful voice."
Perhaps she will sing the Rev'rend to death
He looks around, and then back to the stage, wondering if there would be more.
Bowing to Circe as she took her leave, "I will."
Gahiji let his eyes slide shut as the performance started. Her voice was wonderful, pleasant on his ears, and the song choice seemed to fit perfectly. The as the music drifted around the room his mind emptied of things which needed to be done, and he fell into a blissful calm.
"She had talent that's for sure," he said as the performance ended clapping.
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