Re: Are the stars right?(Helena/Courage Wolf)
Helena nodded, both at Jasmine, and at Aqua, smiling coyly. Sweetheart, Finding one isn't nearly as fun as making one. It's like baking a sexy cake, and I promise there will be plenty of frosting... Helena said, giggling slightly as she wandered outside, dashing after the man mentioning an afterparty at his place before he got too far away. You ladies gonna stand around? Come on! She added, laughing madly as she darted off, a mischievous twinkle in her eye and a bounce in her step that had been missing in her bad mood.
Surely you wouldn't mind a little more... Eye pleasing company Helena purred into the man's ear when she caught up, wrapping an arm around his as she winked. Life is too short to question, we live, we hopefully make the most of every day, and we pass like a candle flame, I promise, it will be a night to remember. She added, leaning in a little to brush her lips over his cheek as they caught up. She didn't need to charm this one, she knew all eyes were on her, and the slight sway in her hips, and the bearing she walked with said far more to the eye then her voice ever would... If she was human.
*Jasmine, when I start singing, steer people's eyes to me, help me spread this like a wildfire, We're giving Aqua everything she could want, and more.* Helena warned her sister, already churning around her power, and tuning her soul like an instrument, she was going to dump her true nature into her vocal chords and scream out her deepest desires and nature into the desert night, and the world around them would echo with the whisper of her song and the gentle caress of her voice. She was preparing, she was getting ready for the performance of a lifetime, to exercise something almost as old as the lust that drove her, the joy in song. Song was before Language, Before Man and all his workings, before Life truly took hold on any world, Song had ruled, even in the simple workings of the tides as they stroked the tender sands of far shores, or with the crashing of celestial kings of fire and ice as they struck the drums of the universe with their relentless tempo...
No, she would see control of the world around her, Helena's immediate reality would be known to anyone with the power to hear, and she would play the piper to the people on this night as she bounced in front of the crowd they had suddenly joined, and stopped them with outspread arms and a smile, softly tugging at her lips. She didn't need her power to accomplish this, the sight of a beautiful woman would be enough, and she was beautiful, enveloped by the curtain of moonlight that splayed over her now dark hair as her eyes flashed with their usual green, daring, exotic, as she swayed softly, prodding Jasmine gently to warn her, before her voice rang out in a single long, soul wrenching cry, the wail fading into the night sky, and the silence of the desert around her as she called to everyone within the reach of her voice.
Her voice, Hers, Helena's, The one thing she would always have, even silenced she had this, her language, her way of speech, it was the way that everything finally boiled down into her very core, when her emotions bled across the veil, she could hear it, she could understand the dangerous tempo her soul played within her chest, she could direct and compose, she could interpret and command, and as she dove into her fire, her eyes fixed on everyone, and she was within her mind looking out, as her flames were forced into the shape of a harp, and she plucked another note, and her voice cried out once more, before her fingers began to dance across the strings, the flames erupting with that beautiful crimson as the song began to take shape, and echoed from her mouth as she swayed.
It was a call, a tantalizing request, an ecstatic symphony that only she could truly dictate as the notes took shape and a song slid through the air, carried along on the beams of tender moonlight over the barren landscape, promising comfort, compassion, understanding, a tolerance for everything within a short and mortal life that she could understand better then her sister, she was still fresh, she still knew the weakness and the fear of a mortal heart, she was still wounded and afraid, and still she sang and her fingers screamed across the harpstrings of her soul as her power began to drip into the ears of all who could hear. She would stroke the flames of others as deftly as her hands could their flesh, and she began to walk, towards the town square, knowing Jasmine would back her, help her as she made the declaration to this horrible place.
Tonight was Hers! Tonight was to join in the revel! Tonight was to come to the sound that now hauntingly filled the village and to dive into your desires, to make this Night, Helena's Night a Moment to Exploit and Enjoy.
They reached the center square, and Helena hopped up onto the highest vantage point she could, before her voice took full power, and her song reached it's pitch. Between the highs and lows, the sheen of sweat that covered her body as Helena took in deep breaths, and released them as delicate and decadent music, Helena continued to push, to stoke the fires of lust within those around her, to call to them to simply enjoy one another, to simply be as they were, and always would be, for this one night, to find comfort in the arms of another, and the caress of tender flesh. Helena had now closed of her own vision of the world around her as she played, and her body sang, she was now seperate from her form as she hid within her soul and continued to push the music, and the power, and the carnal through her music even as she felt the power bleed from her. She would be as relentless as the salvos of the heavens, and the depths of the tides, her voice would continue to call as Nature had always done, and Aqua, her friend Aqua, would have the fun and the excitement she wanted...
