Palamon & Chello
 

Over the years humans have said there are those beings who have the power to inspire mortals. They are known in many cultures around the world as muse. Even today there are still muses around the world wanting to help inspire mortals create great master pieces. Every muse has a purpose and a human to help. It is their job to find their human and inspire them no matter the age or year.

Name: Charisma
Age:unknown
Power:Inspire mortals gifted with art,music,fashion,air,and water.

As of now her home is the strange new city she has found herself in. She is spending her time looking for her human to inspire. She knows she has to be close to finding them. Her powers are at their peak meaning she is ready for anything that can be thrown at her. Her hope is to find her human soon so she can be compleat.



Name: Desamond
Age:23
Job: Singer
Born to a rather weathy family it was a surpise that he left his home for the streets. He spends his time helping friends and doing odd jobs to get by so he can do what he loves witch is sing and paint. Though his parents where the best they would never let him be free so he had to leave them and break there hearts along with his and his beloved sister.

MUSE

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Name: Mira
Age: ??
power: inspires music, songs, art, sculptures
she has been searching for her person for so long. The years have been lost to her and each day her hopes of finding that one dies a little dies a little bit inside. She hopes that one day she will be able to see her humans master pieces everywhere and be proud to know that she helped him with it. But for now she must search and continue to search, looking under every corner and every stone to make sure that she might not miss her human

HUMAN


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Name: Butch
Age: 24
job: master instrument player
yeah his name is butch and he is a master at music, so what. His father had hoped for a football player and instead he got someone who could play music. Butch loves it more then anything else and always would play for his mother. She had always said that the angels had blessed him with special hands. He just hopes that he can make something of this and maybe get all the world to hear his music one day.

Chrisma sat on the cold stone steps of the ruin down estate. It was once a beautiful sight to behold. She had found it many years ago. She had stopped counting after two hundred years. Though her human was yet to be found she made do helping the young ones with their gifts and healing the sick animals that wondered to her. Today the rain poured as she sat there. She felt rather down for once as she pondered on her future. How was she going to find her human. She feared she may have missed her human. What if she was the first to be a failure to her kind. She wondered at times what she had been made for. There where many who one glance at her where inspired and made beautiful works but none where her human. It was hard to watch other muses with their humans. Though it had been some time since she had seen another muse. But then again when you hide from the world it isn't surpising that you know very little in it.

Desamond smiled as he sung helping the guest setting them at their table as he gathered there order. It was rather strange to see all the rain at once. He was use to the rain here but not like this. He couldn't help but smile as he heard the beat of the durmmer from the song he heard. He wished he could be the one singing and playing instead but you do what you have to. He rolled his eyes as he heard the men fussing about there orders. He quickly moved getting everything right as best as he could. He let out a breath as he smiled seeing it was almost his break time. That meant some tuna melts and time with oscar the black cat he had found in the ally beside his apartment.

Mira sighed as she walked down the road, all but invisible to those around. It was the same thing that had been happening to her for years. She wasn't even sure if her human was still out here. Sure she wasn't exactly the much virsitial muse out there but she was good. People who had caught glimpses of her had created pieces of art that were amazing and were things to behold. Yet none of them were her human and she hoped she would find one sooner or later. As she felt the rain come down more, she looked around in hopes that maybe she would find a place to hide for a bit. She soon found a nice restaurant that played music now. Smiling as she headed inside, she closed her eyes and listened to the music as she got warm. The music was good but it could still be better yet none of them were her human. She could tell that already. Sighing a little bit, she stood there next to the door and just let herself get warm. Looking around, she then found a small corner of the restaurant deserted and headed towards it. Leaning against the wall, she relaxed and thought about who might she get to be her human if she ever got her human and didn't miss them. It was a small fear that she always had, one that she felt became truer and truer each day.

Butch cursed as he ran down the road as the rain poured down on him. He had lost track of time and would be late if he didn't hurry. He was to be playing after a band at a restaurant and it had taken him forever to get that position. IN his arms, pressed close to his chest was his violin case. His mother hand given him this and it was his favorite instrument to play out of all the ones that he could. Just about any instrument you could think of he could play, something about them just came easy to him. Playing them was second nature to him, just like how breathing was. The edge of the sidewalk caught his shoe and he soon found himself tumbling to the ground. Quickly moving so that he took most of the damage and his violin was okay he layer there for a second. Slowly getting to his feet, he checked out his violin and was happy to see it was okay. As he looked around, he realized he was in front of the old estate which meant he was almost to the restaurant. Smiling as he looked at it he forgot for a moment where he was suppose to go. He always liked the place and it made him want to stop and watch it each day. Today was no exception, a few notes for a new song came to him as he looked at the place and he wondered if it would be okay to play right there in the rain.

Chrisma shivered as she found a strange feeling she hadn't felt before. She sat up straight as she watched a man. There was something different about him. She had never noticed any human before as she watched the man. She jumped to her feet as she moved without thought heading right for the man. To her horror he hit the ground before she could reach him. She stared seeing that his violin was safe and so was he. She paused as she stared at him watching him finding it hard to look away. She looked him over wanting to make sure he was ok. She kept quite as she admired him wondering what music he could make come from the violin he held. From the way he treated it with love and care she could see the passion he had for his music. She longed to hear a few notes from him even if it was for a moment in the rain. She smiled as she watched him till she saw her wings from the corrner of her eyes as she froze. She had showed herself to a human and this time willingly. He would freak out and run she feared as she wished once again she could be invisable as she stood there the cold rain chilling her to her core. She shivered as it hit her. The soft sound she made sounded like the chime of the prettiest bell as the rin hit her.

Desamond worked seating and gathering orders. He was on his thrid trip to the kitchen as he shook his head and gave the radio a good slap as it quickly changed stations. He began to sing to it as he danced a little as he moved back and forth with the orders. He hated working there but it helped paid the bills and soon enough he would be able to go home. He spent his time with Oscar and a few of the kids from the collage singing in their band well helping them. They paid him to train their lead singer and help with the songs and music. He really liked it better than working at the dinner. Or that's what he called it. He began to beat on one of the counters with a kife making his own beat that gave the music some kick that it needed. He closed his eyes as he played on the counter and turned stopping when he heard his name being called by the boss as he open his eyes rolling them as he picked up some glasses and headed to the table giving them to the ladies.

Mira continued to lean against the wall until she heard something. It had to be the most amazing voice that she had ever heard and instantly her eyes searched. She had to find where it came from and in a matter of moments her eyes landed on a server. Looking him over as he sung to his customers, she had to admit that he looks amazing as well. Slowly her she moved towards him, her eyes locked on him as she moved. Each step closer she could feel the wings under her coat slowly becoming visible. She had always made sure that if she ever found her human she wouldn't be stared at if he was in a crowd. After a few minutes she was in front of him and her eyes couldn't stay away from him. Silently she hoped that he would sing again, anything would do. Even a small little ditty that was from a childhood would do.

Butch soon found himself staring, not at the estate but at a girl. He wasn't sure where she had come from but all he knew was that she looked amazing. IN seconds he found his fingers itching to play something. Notes seemed to pile into his head each time he looked at her. Setting down his violin case down he pulled out his violin. Setting it against his chin, he started to play right away. It was as if his fingers had a mind of its own and the music that came from him was unlike anything he had heard before. Sure, he knew he was good but this sounded new and incredible. Slowly his eyes closed and he surrendered himself completely to the notes that continue to come to him. The rain was forgotten for now and all that mattered was the music and the girl that stood before him, the one that seemed to cause this all for him.

Desamond danced and began to sing again as he turned around frezzing as he saw a beautiful girl he hadn't seen before. He stared at the girl as he went silent. He had never seen anyone as beautiful as her. He felt the need to sing as he began to sing a song one that he didn't know it was one apparently in his heart. His eyes couldn't leave the girl as he sung. He didn't care where he was or that his boss was no watching him along with every other person there. He closed his eyes as he sung letting it flow from him like the waters of the river. When the song ended he was surpised by the clapping and threw his rag down as he walked to where the girl was. He stared into her beautiful eyes as he felt songs pour from his heart making him want to sing. He reached out his hand gently taking hers as he lead her from there and walked to the back ally as he hummed a tune then turned into a song that he poured out for her not understanding or really caring why.

Charisma froze as she saw the man stare at her. She felt her heart race as she stared into his eyes. She smiled as she watched him pull out his violin and play. She walked to him as he played making her sway to the music as he played. She open her wings and gave him shelter as he played. She closed her eyes as she she began to sing for him. Her voice sounded like a soft summers rain it chimed . She had never been drawn to anyone or their music before. His music spoke to her it awoke her after many years of sleep. She had heard many storiers of other muse and their humans. But this one was different. He made her wake up and want to sing and dance again. She hadn't done such things in many years she couldn't remember the last time she had even smiled. She laughed and smiled as she lessen to his beautiful music. "Please don't stop. " She said as she lessen to him hoping he wouldn't stop.

Mira's heart could of stopped when she heard him start to sing. His voice seemed to belong somewhere else, he deserved to be somewhere else. His voice made her want to just be close and be able to be with him. THe hope that had been in her heart seemed to take over her entire being. When he moved closer to her, she was sure her heart would stop at any moment. She wished and longed to hear his voice again and she got her wish as she felt him take her hand and start to lead her out of there. Without hesitation she followed and was gifted with his voice again. It made her want to smile and cheer as if she was a gitty little school girl. Cluching onto his hand desperately she looked up at him, "don't stop." she whispered and softly started to hum along with him. Closing her eyes, she felt her wings move restlessly under her coat and she knew they wanted to burst out in joy just like the rest of her. She was with him, after years of being away she was sure it was him and she wasn't going to lose him. Holding onto his hand tightly she looked up at him and hoped he never stopped and that she could be at his side always.

Butch continued to play even when he felt a shadow over him and the rain stop. He knew it had to deal with that girl, that amazingly beautiful girl he had seen. Even then thought of her seemed to bring more notes to him and his fingers played willingly. When he heard her voice join in he had to remind himself how to breath and that he was still alive. Her voice was simply too beautiful to put into words, it was as if he was hearing a angel for the very first time. After playing for a bit he heard words he had hoped to hear and he opened his eyes and looked at her. "never stop for you." he said and his words seemed to mix into his music as if it had been made for them. His fingers words on there own and his eyes never left hers as he played. If he could of, he would of stared at her all day and knew that if he spent the rest of his time just staring at her he would still miss something once he was dead.

Desamond smiled as he heard her. His heart leapped as he heard her hum with him. He couldn't explain how beautiful her voice was. It was like that of a angel or if angels could sing it would be her voice they would wish to sound like. In all his years he had never heard or anyone having such a beautiful voice as she did. He knew that he had to some how make her his. He had always frowned on such hopless romantics but here he was himself in lovew with the most beautiful creator on earth from the first look at her. He sung with her pulling her close to him as he wrapped his arms around her in a protective manner only wanting to protect her and give her everything that she deserved and more. He didn't know her name or how she came to be all he knew was she was the one person he wanted to wake up to every morning and the one person on the planet he would fight for. He couldn't explain why he had such strong emotions for her and he didn't care. All he knew was he was the happist man on the plant right now and never wanted to hear anything but her voice and to see her beautiful smile. He pulled her close as the storme hit stopping singing as the lighting started. He held her close as he pulled her under the shelter at the back of the dinner. He peered down into her beautiful eyes finding himself lost in them never wanting to look anywhere else.





Charisma smiled as she heard his words. She felt herself have a strange reaction to her as he stared at her. In all her years she had never blushed at any man who dared to look at her but this one was different. This one was the one she had been born to find and to love. She stared back into his beautiful eyes as she found herself lost in them not wanting to ever look away from them. She softly placed her hand on his shoulder knowing it was time for him to stop playing. The rain was getting worse and he was tired she could tell. "Please, we must get you to shelter and you must rest. If you play to much you can injury yourself and then you couldn't play and bring joy to people." She said worried for him as she used her wings to protect him from the elments as best as she could making sure that his violin was protected as well. "If you want stop for yourself or for me...then please for your violin do not make it suffer due to the rain. " She said as she gazed into his eyes hoping he would agree and leave for shelter. She shuttered as she heard thunger throwing herself on him as she wrapped her wings around them both protecting them. She shuttered as she clung to his waist holding him close agaist her. She was a Muse not a thunder spirit and hated the Thunder more thany anything else in the world as soft tears hit the earth rining like small bells as they fell from her eyes. She had lost everything she had ever loved in a thunder storm since that day she had never been a fan of thunder or lighting. She knew the lighting would start soon enough and wanted to be anywhere else in the world with the one she held close to her but there. She wanted to dance and sing with him all day and never leave his side. But she wondered if he would turn out to be fame hungry and end up killing her as her sisters human had and they all died from it. The thought vanished as she leaped into the air pulling him with her as lighting hit beside them. She quickly flew into the old mation and slapped the door shut behind her as she sat on the floor still holding him close to her. Her wings still wrapped around them protecting him as she she shuttered hearing the storme about them.

Mira smiled as she continued to hum and felt his arms around her, holding her close. THis had to be the most amazing thing and she hoped that she never had to leave him. She hardly even noticed when he took her under shelter from the rain and looked up at him. He was defiantly someone she could never live without now. NOt even knowing his name or where he was from or what he did, she just knew that she had to be with him. Wrapping her arms around him, she pressed herself as close to him as possible and looked up into his eyes. They were amazing just as everything else about him was. Smiling, she decided to get the name of her human, "uh.. hi... I am Mira..." she said softly, unsure of what else to say or if there was anything else to say. But then she heard car door slam from the road and she jumped slightly, her wings coming out of her jacket and wrapping around them protectively. That sound always reminded her of gun shots, something that she feared and hated more then anything else. Her wings wrapped around them tightly and she pressed up against him more, hoping that there were no guns around or anymore thunder.

Butch smiled when he saw the blush on her cheeks and continued to play till he felt her hand on his shoulder. Looking at her he nodded, "yes, your right." he said as he slowly started to pack away the violin, making sure that no water was on it that could ruin it. He was just about done when he felt her wrap her arms around his waist as thunder rolled. Looking down at her he wrapped his own arms around her protectively, "shhhh everything is fine, it is just a bit of thunder." he said to her softly ands started to stroke her head. He continued to do this till he heard lightening and then felt them flying. Looking at this amazing girl in front of him he couldn't' help but think that she was his own angel and he would do anything to be with her. ONce inside he kept his arms around her and continued to stroke her head. Curling himself around her to protect her from anything that might cause her harm. "everything is okay, nothing is going to hurt you as long as I am close to you. Nothing in the world will ever hurt you again." he said as he continued to mumble this to her and kissed her head gently. IT felt like the right thing to do, as if holding her and being with her was completely right even though he knew nothing of her.

Desamond stared at Mira as he smiled. He softly brushed her hair from her face as he looked into her beautiful eyes. "I am Desamond. Where did you come from?" He said as he saw her wings wondering how he was lucky enough to meet a angel. His breath was taken away by Mira as he stared at her. "I..I am sorry for asking that question that was rude of me. I just never thought I would every meet anyone as amazing as you. You have to understand that I am not one of the amazing people that such things happen too. I wasn't born to this...being a waiter and all. In fact I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I chose to leave it behind so I could sing and write music. That has always been my gift. I have several degrees in it but my father informed me to put my dream aside and let it go. There was no money or honor in it and I was a embarrassment to him. My father couldn't believe I chose a life of a commoner over my up bringing. But there is much beauty here unlike where I came from. " He said as he looked around the ally as it rained. "You must think I am silly since I am just some stared eyed guy with a crazy dream. When I sing that is the best feeling in the world. But your a angel such things don't worry you I am sure. " He said as he smiled and shook his head not believing he was blabbing about his life and didn't even know Mira.


Charisma blushed as she felt him wrap his arms around her. She lessen to him as she felt her heart swell with joy as she heard him. This is all she had ever wanted was to belong to some one to her human. She felt her face frown as she heard the sound come from his pocket. It was the cellular device that the humans of the time called cell phones. She felt rather sad knowing that he would soon forget about her. She felt safe for the first time ever in his arms from the storms. She closed her eyes as she let out a breath. "Thank you.....you are welcome here till the storm leaves." She said in a musical voice as she waited for the man to answer his phone. Human's where attacked to those boxes. She had watched man humans sit for hours and days staring at the boxes. She gently let go of him not wanting to as she pulled back from him sitting there . Her eyes fell on the violin case.

Mira listened to him as he blabbed and blabbed, never moving away from him and once he was done she looked up at him. "oh everything about you worries me." she whispered as she reached up and touched his cheek. "your sweet to think I am a angel but I am not, I am a muse, but to be more specific I am your muse." she said as she rested her cheek against his chest and wanted to always be like this. "I have waited for you for years, hundred's of years and during all that time I looked for you. Now that I have you I don't want to lose you. Even though I have known you for all of five minutes I can't be without you." she said as she stayed as close to him as possible. "you may think your just a regular jo who works but to me your amazing. YOur voice sounds like a god and I want to help you use that voice if you want." She said as she looked up at him and still clung to him. She wanted to do everything in her power to make sure that she never lost him. He was everything she had been waiting for all this time.

Butch continued to hold her close and mumble to her softly. That was until he heard his cell phone and knew it was his boss. Frowning, he felt her pull away from him and smiled when he heard her, "I will be sure to be back." he said as he dug into his pocket and pull out his phone. Yet as he looked at who it was he found he couldn't bring himself to answer it, he didn't want to. Sighing, he set it down on the ground before he pulled the girl back into his arms. "before anything else happens, can you tell me who you are, my beautiful goddess?" he asked as he looked into her eyes and found he didn't really want to let go now. Being this close to her felt as right as breathing air or drinking water. It just felt right.

Desamond stared at the beautiful girl as she spoke. He was speechless as he lessen to her. Given the circumstance under most conditions he wouldn't believe any of this. Though when Mira spoke he could tell that she meant every word of it. His eyes widen as he heard her mention she was a muse. He knew he had heard of that term before. It hit him as he looked the girl over and stared at her. "From Mythology? The sisters that inspire the arts?" He said as for some strange reason to him it seemed to make since. He could only smile as he felt her head rest against his chest. Without thinking he held her close to him softly stroking her head lovingly. He blushed at her words when she described his voice sounding like that of a god. He didn't know any god per-say but after today and meeting her he would take her word for it. He looked at Mira as he gently kissed her forehead holding her close to him never wanting to let her go. It was strange the attachment and feelings he felt for her. He had just met her but as she had said he couldn't be without her as she couldn't be without him. He didn't know if she could help him not that he really cared as long as he had her beside him. He felt all interest leave him other than her happiness and well being.


Charisma lessen to him as she nodded. She smiled as she heard him say he would be back. Before she could ask him anything she found him putting the phone down and pulling her back to him. She smiled as she peered up into his beautiful eyes. "I am not a goddess....well to your kind I am. I am Charisma one of the few muses left here. I have been looking for you for a very long time." She said as she softly reached up and stroked his jaw lovingly looking into his beautiful caring eyes. " I am your muse and you are my beloved human I have looked for and wait for. I am to protect and inspire you. As a muse it is my job to help you be whatever you want with your artistic abilities." She said as she longed to lay in the sun with him gently playing in his soft hair. She could only smile as she felt her body mold to his as if it was part of his. It was like nothing she had ever felt as she rested against him. For the first time she felt complete and whole. She never wanted to leave his arms for a moment and certainly not his side. "Please tell me your name." She chimed as she rested her head against his chest letting out a soft murr as she closed her eyes feeling at peace for once. She had found her reason for being and her home at last. It just felt natural to melt in his arms and rest against him.

Mira chuckled as she listened to him and was so glad that he held her close to him. When she felt him kiss her forehead, she blushed and smiled up at him. Finding her voice again she smiled up at him, the blush still on her cheeks. "that is right, I am a muse but the thing is there weren't just those muse. There use to be many, but slowly all of them found there humans and settled to be with them." she said as she looked up at him. She then buried her face into his chest and mumbled, "I, on the other hand, never found mine, not till today." she then looked up at him and pressed herself as close to him as she could. The instant attraction to him was clear to anyone who saw them. The want to be at his side threw everything was in her. Just being in his arms felt like heaven. Snuggling close, she looked up at him and smiled, "your it."

Butch smiled as he listened to her and couldn't believe he was his Muse. Yet each moment he looked at her he could a new string of music in his head. He leaned into her touch and he smiled, "I can't believe it, your my muse." he whispered and then smiled as he stroked her head gently, "I will do everything in my power to protect you in return and keep you close, just like this." he said as he held her close. Chuckling, he watched as she rested her head on his chest and he continued to stroke her head. "my name is Butch, not exactly what every artist wants for a name but I like it." he said as he continued to stroke her head. He heard someone trying to call his phone again and sighed. Reaching out, he turned it off before smiled down at his lovely muse, "and what can I call the beautiful person in my arms?" he asked as he smiled down at her.

Desamond smiled as he heard Mira. He held her close softly rubbing her back. It felt like a dream til he heard his name screamed out from the opening in the ally. He let out a breath as he peered from beneath the shelter to see the manger of the dinner there. He rolled his eyes as he heard the man yelling at him to get back inside he was needed the other boy hadn't shown up for work. He held Mira close as he looked down at her wishing he didn't have to go back. " I....." He didn't know what to say. He had found and angel from the heavens and his luck he had to go to work again. "If you want to come inside I can get you some food and heat till I get off apparently. I know a real catch for such a beautiful muse. If you don't want to I understand not the most glorious job around. Are you hungry?" He said feeling nervous all of a sudden. He wondered what would happen to her if she was left here. He couldn't bare to image the nasty rift raft that would come along and dare to harm his beautiful Muse. All he wanted to do was sing and write music. Of course stare into her beautiful eyes and hold her close. Though what man wouldn't want to do so with a beautiful girl.





Charisma smiled as she heard him. She blushed as she felt him gently stroking her head. His voice was calming to her. She closed her eyes as she let herself enter a world where only the two of them lived. For once she understood how the others could choose to be with a mortal and give up their lives with the others for a human. This had been a mystery to her for some years. Not every muse fell for their human. Some stayed with the human through there lives then left once the human died and went back home. Though after meeting Butch she wasn't sure she wanted to go back home. He was not the most attractive man by human standers, but to her he was perfect. She loved every detail about him even down to his glasses. His hart and soul where the purest of any and made him beautiful. She knew she could trust him as she gave him a soft smile and laughed as soft bells seemed to dance in the air as she laughed. "I am known by many names. But my name is Charisma. With all of my power I will help you. Though first we must get you warm." She said as she stared at him a guest of hot air surrounded them as it quickly dried them both. "I wish I could keep you here and lessen to you play all night. But that would not be fair to you. You must get to food and rest. I am sure that the ones who summoned the box there want your utmost attention at this time. She softly pulled one of her white feathers from her wings and handed it out to him. "Here...take this. If you need me softly sing to it and I will hear it and find you. Never lose it or let anyone else find it." She said as her long black curls draped around her slim frame as she stood there.

Mira smiled as she heard him babble on and knew that it just made him cuter to her. She then gently took one of his hands into hers and looked up into his eyes, "I am a little hungry." she whispered softly and felt her wings slowly fold to her back. Pulling her coat back over them she smiled. "now come on, you need to get back to work." she said as she started to tug him back towards the door. She knew that she could go and become invisible again. Yet each second she stayed by his side she didn't want too. She wanted to stay visible so that his eyes were on her, that smile would be at her and any move he made would be towards her. It was kind of selfish, she knew, but she couldn't' help it. After searching for so long for her human she wanted to be as close to him as possible and to have him all too herself.

Butch could of died happily right there... and then she had to say he had to go. Even though he knew she was right he still hoped that he could of stayed here with her. Looking at the feather, he gently took it into his hands. Standing up, he looked at her in the eyes. Gently reaching out, he brushed her hair behind her ears, "why don't you come with me? you could get something to eat.. that is if your hungry, are you? and if you want to come." he said and wasn't sure if she would come with me. He hoped that she would since he didn't' want her to leave him just yet.

Desamond smiled at her as he open the door for her and helped her to a table in the back. "Choose anything you like on the menu one of the others here will get it for you. If the don't I'll be back and you can tell me then." He said as he kissed her head softly. "It want be much longer and you can have me back I promise." he said as he turned and began gathering orders again. Though he worked and did his job beyond what was called for his eyes always stayed on Mira. He felt the need to watch her and ensure she was safe. After a while he had the staff just bring her a little plate of everything sure that that she found something that she liked. He greeted everyone and sat then taking care of them. Though for some reason he couldn't help himself but smile and for some reason be extremely happy. He hummed as he worked not minding it mainly because he had his beautiful Mira not far from him and he was almost done with yet another shift and would soon be back to her.


Charisma blushed crimson the first time in years. She didn't understand how his simple touch could make her do so. She softly placed her hand on the back of his as she gazed into his eyes. A soft smile rose on her lips as she gave him a nod slightly bowing her head. "I wish to come with you." She said as she took a step back from him. She let his hand go as she closed her eyes and let her wings stretch out. A slight sound of chimes was heard as her wings vanished in thin air. She placed her finger on his fore head once done and gazed into his eyes. In a moment she was dressed as his dream girl would be. She did a twirl as she looked at his dream girls attire. She then smiled as she gently took his arm. "I hope this is to your liking. Your dream girl may not be me but I do where her clothing well yes?" She asked hoping that it was to his liking. "I am ready to go if you are. It has been so long since I have left here. I do not know what food is around now."

Mira followed him to the back of the restaurant and to the table. She hadn't eaten in a while and had a feeling this food would be wonderful. Yet she dreaded him leaving her, not after she had just found him. Yet before she could tell him not to go, he kissed her head and headed off. Sitting down in the chair at the table, she looked over the menu but found she wash' tsure what was good. So she found herself watching him, wanting to run over and just be close to him. Her eyes never strayed far from him and when the first small plate of food came, she hardly realized it. Looking down at it, she smiled and started to eat it, then the next plate that came. Everything tasted good and she knew that the only way right now could get better would be if he was with her right now instead of running around.

Butch smiled when he saw her beautiful red cheeks and then felt her hand on his own. His smile only grew when he saw her nod and hear that she wanted to come. Watching as she stepped back, he wondered what she was going to do but in seconds he found out as her wings disappeared. Then he felt her finger on his forehead as he looked into her eyes. In seconds she was in a simple jeans and black shirt, yet she made it looked like the most amazing thing ever. Smiling as she took his arm, he looked down at her, "oh you wear them better then well, you look amazing." he said as he looked at her. Sure to most jeans and a shirt wouldn't be what you wanted on a girl, but to him he liked this. "well then, let me be the one to help you with what is out there." he said and started to lead the way after he picked up his violin.

Desamond finished his shift for the moment and walked to the back where he found the beautiful Mira. He brought her a coke and put it before her as he smiled loving getting to see her if but for a little while. "I hope that you are enjoying yourself. I am sorry for having to keep vanishing on you. I wish to know about you. I just don't know where to begin. Where do you come from?" He said as he tried to think about where such a beautiful girl would come from other than heaven. It was very new to him to have such a thing happen to him. How as he lucky enough to get to see such a wonderful girl. He picked up a piece of pizza and began to eat it as he enjoyed the view wanting to sing to her.

Charisma smiled as she heard him happy that he approved of what she wore. She gave a nod as she heard him following him happily. "Tell me about you work . What do you do?Surly you play I hope. Your music would bring such joy to many. If you wanted I am sure you could be famous though I hope you want be like the others. My sisters lost theres to the fame. They became shallow beings and it killed my sister. " She said as they walked loving the beautiful trees.

MIra smiled when she saw him come back and saw the coke in front of her. "it is okay, I am just happy to have you back." she said as she looked at him and took a sip of her coke. When she heard him she thought for a moment. "in all truth I don't really remember." she said softly as she kicked her feet out playfully as she looked at him. "you see I have been here for a very long time and have been just about everywhere looking for you. The farthest back I can remember is when I was in greece watching all the other muses find there humans. They were all so happy back then since it meant a lot." she said and then reached over and took his hand into hers, "and it still means a lot." she said as she smiled at him.

Butch smiled as he listened to her, "well I work as a waiter in the restaurant, the pay is good and sometimes if we don't have a performer they let me play, but that is rare." he said as he looked at her and made sure to keep her close. "and in all truth I don't wish to be famous but if I do become famous it would be nice. MOstly I just want to play music that will bring people happiness and hope." he said as he looked at her.

Desmond smiled as he heard her. He softly took her hand as he gave her a soft nod. " I am honored to be lucky enough to have met you Mir. If you are done it is almost time for me to go. The other should be in soon to start the next shift. I do warn you my house isn't much...but I do have a extra bedroom though if you want to use it. " He said hoping she didn't think he was some kind of creep wanting her to just sleep with him or something perverted. He worried for her witch was strange for him. This was the only time in his life he wished he had his families money. He wanted to give her the world and sing.

Charisma smiled as she heard him. "Are we going to work then?" She said as she walked with him pondering on what the food of the day was. She hadn't been out in this time much and knew very little of it. She was slightly scared but she had her boy now and could use her true power if she needed to now. Though in the back of her mind even as he spoke she could only hear the screams of her sisters as they died at the hands of their humans. She had lost to many friends to human nature. Her mind pondered as she walked with him feeling eyes upon her as they walked. She smiled as she felt the eyes turn to her boy. They needed to look at him he was wonderful and soon they would all know it.

MIra smiled when she felt his hand on hers and she found herself squeezing his hand tightly in hers. She didn't wish to let go of him now that she had found him and was with him. Nodding her head, she smiled as she looked into his eyes, "as long as I am close by to you I dont care where we go or where I stay." she said as she looked up at him and then heard the bell of the door. A familiar feeling spread threw her and quickly she turned to look at the door. A huge smile spread across her face, one of joy that seemed like it should belong to more then just one person. A fellow muse was here, and by the looks of it she was with her human.

Butch smiled when he heard her and nodded, "yeah, we are." he said as he found himself taking her hand into his own and keeping it close. With all the eyes on them, part of him feared that they might get split apart and he never wanted that. After a bit of walking, they came to the resturant and he smiled as he headed inside. Looking around, he could tell that it was a busy night and by the looks of it the band had quit on them. His eyes then landed on Desmond and some girl he had never seen. Leading the way, he smiled at desmond, "hey, how has the night been going?" he asked

Desmond smiled as he heard Mira. He softly stroked the back of her hand. He was lost in her eyes as he turned hearing the sound of the door opening. He smiled as he saw his friend there. Though his eyes widen as he saw the beautiful girl at his side. A wicked grin appeared on his face as he watched the man come to their table. "It has been rather busy honestly. Though not bad. This is the beautiful Mir...." He froze as he watched the girl beside Butch. He found himself unable to look away from her as he heard her speak and her beautiful laughter. His eyes widen as he watched the girl almost leap across the table at Mira giving her a hug and greeting her as sister. He was confused to say the lest as he watched the two. He then looked at Butch as he heard the strange new girl. "Mira....sister..." He looked to Mira wondering if the girl really knew her and if she was maybe a muse as well.


Charisma froze as soon as the door open. Her eyes met the other girls as she stood beside her Butch. A soft smile rose on her lips as she began to giggle in a musical like laughter. She softly let go of Butches hand as she reached over and hugged the other Muse. Her voice was like that of soft bells ringing as she spoke musical in it's own way. " I am glad to meet you again sister. It has been some time. I see you have found your one. He must be quite the singer to have you." She said meaning every word as she glanced over at Mira's human. Her eyes though quickly landed back on Butch as she took his hand once more. It was known since Mira's birth that she was the most beautiful muse of song. Mira's song could tame any monster and soul. There was no other muse or being who could compete with her voice. As Charisma herself was the gifted one of music. They where the last of the chosen ones of their kind. All muses inspired but only a handful where made to be the employment of the elements in witch they where to inspire. Her thoughts though changed as she began to look around them at the place. This was no place for her boy or Mira's. The place was full that was true but it missed the atmosphere of joy and laughter. "Mira please sing for me. I will play." She said hoping that the other muse would not be offended by her request. "It would help our masters gather more business." She said as her eyes fell on the beautiful girl.

Mira smiled when Charisma came over and instantly hugged her back tightly. LIstening to her sister she nodded and laughed a bit, seeming to make all other voice around her seem insignificant. "oh this day seems to be getting better and better." she said as joy seemed to ring from her voice and she then looked over at the boy next to Charisma, "you should talk, that boy you have must be able to play like a god to have you." she said as she looked at him. Sure, all the other muse had praised her for her voice but she had loved charisma's music more. It always was able to lift spirits and make everyone want to dance. Slowly she then moved over to Desmond and took his hand into hers, leaning against him slightly. Yet when she heard her request she smiled and nodded, "of course, it would be like old times to be able to play with a sister again." she said as she smiled at her.

Butch was surprised when she watched Charisma hug the other girl as if they were old friends. Yet when she heard the word sister he could only stare for a bit before looking back at Desmond. Then he heard the girl start to talk and he couldn't help but listen, her voice seemed to be made of the most beautiful voices ever. Looking back at Desmond He wondered if he knew about the girls and yet by the sounds of hte girls talking they did. Smiling as he felt Charisma's hand slid back into his and then kissed her head gently. He then turned to Desmond, "it seems both of us has had a long day. How about later we get together." he said though then heard hte girls say something about playing he was surprised. THe thought of them playing together would be amazing and he wondered how lucky he was to be with Charisma now.

Charisma giggled as she gave Mira a simple bow of her head. Her eyes gleamed with happiness as she turned back to Butch and softly kissed his cheek. She softly took the violin from his case with great care and love. "We will entertain as you work.I will keep it safe I promise." She said as she appeared on the wooden stage set aside for entertainment. She closed her eyes as she rose the violin in place fixing her chin against the chin rest. She took in a breath as she began to slide the bow along the strings soft notes arose painting a picture as she did so. She was only the color in this painting it was Mira that would be the painter and lead her where she needed to go. A smile appeared on her face as she began to play faster feeling the atmosphere in the place change almost instantly. It was time the humans felt the power that music and voice had. As she played her thoughts where on Butch. In her mind for him and him alone she played. Her melody was for him and beautiful it was and captivating. She played as she began to play the intro for the beautiful Mira to start to sing.

Desmond smiled as he felt so happy as Mira leaned against him. Though he was said to see her leave. He did look up at Butch in question. "A god you are? Yes I think we should. Apparently we have much to talk about." He gasped as he watched the beautiful violin that Butch adored appear on stage. He reached out to grab the girl to stop her though as soon as he heard the first note he found himself captivated. His eyes widen as he watched everyone in the room freeze some with their mouths full of food. He turned and glared at the manger as he heard him barking orders at him and Butch. Though once the manger appeared beside them he was speech less. He could tell the manger wasn't going to kick the girl out he was too lost in her melody as the others where. Butch was the best though the interment seemed to talk as the girl played. Every emotion she could make come from the interment. Though as she played he saw what looked like faint wings appear from her back. He shook his head as he looked again but they where still there no one but him appeared to see it and Butch he figured. There was no doubt she was a muse like Mira. If she could do this what could his beautiful Mira do.