Backstage Winds [PRIVATE/Serra]

Today was a surprisingly good day, for November. Not too cold, not too hot. It was a rather neutral day. The wind drifted by the male, his clothes lightly ruffling as they were picked up by the wind. A small jingling echoed from his side as the weapon hanging from his hip rustled in its sheath. Henrex's void eyes gazed at the masses that had gathered in the city of Japan, stepped in between the bustling and chaos of the crowd.

Many people were here to see a new pop star, someone even Henrex hadn't heard of. So, as someone who was always enthralled by music, and the arts in general, he had decided to stop by and see what it was all about. So, as the male landed silently in an alleyway of Osaka, Japan, before his wings coiled into his back as he stepped out, looking from left to right to make sure that no one was looking as he stepped out.

A soft smile came to his face as the skies grew clear just by the male's presence. His manipulation of storms spread throughout the area, clearing the air of any clouds or even the slightest hint of a storm. After all, it wouldn't be that much of a concert if the show got interrupted by a nasty storm. As someone who was interested in the girl's performance, Henrex was pretty much set on this being a good day. Thus, as he let out a single breath of relief as his work was done, he waited. It took little over an hour, something that Henrex was more than willing to wait for before the concert began.

'Interesting genre. Is this the normal selection in this day and age?' He thought to himself as he listened intently, the avian's ears able to pick up every last detail of every last song.

Henrex nodded softly at the end of them, clapping lightly after they concluded. He had to admit, she was good. There were a few flaws with it, but it was small, and something that was easy for her to fix. But, they weren't something that he would bring up, or make light of in any way. But, he was curious.

Thus, as soon as the last song ended, and everyone started clearing out, Henrex's energy began to built up within his legs before his body blinked away in a burst of speed, the only thing that would signify his prior presence being the small bit of remaining energy that only the most skilled of perceptions could detect. Channeling the wind to allow him even further level of speed, which would deposit him backstage. Exhaling softly and stepping out of the shadows, Henrex's body returned to visibility as the Garb of Tsukuyomi's "Kage-tai" effects slowly dripped away.

A warm smile passes over his face as he stepped towards the girl, staying a foot or so away to have a semblance of comfort for the distance between the two.

"That was a really nice performance," He said. "You're very talented."

Extending a ghostly pale hand, his smile would seem to be infectiously burning its way into Emilia's cheeks.

"I'm Henrex. I just listened to your concert. Interesting genre. Is that the kind of music that's normally produced in this day and age?"