What happns in the pavillion,stays n the pavillion

[♫iSilk♫]

Demyx, son of Poseidon, wandered towards the pavillion, absently strumming his sitar, an instrement almost everybody mistook as a guitar. His shy, nervous personality caused him to usually not object when people told him it was a guitar, but it had more strings than a guitar; it was different.

[kayleeyaylee]

Aria saw a boy walking toward the pavillion playing an instrument, which looked like a guitar - except more strings. She wondered what it was. He looked lonely - like her.
"Hey," she said as he got closer.

[♫iSilk♫]

"Hmmm...?" Demyx glanced up to see another half-blood, he didn't think he met her before, "Oh, hello." He smiled at her, wondering why she was alone. "Uhhh..." he began again, "My name's Demyx..."

[kayleeyaylee]

"Hi, Demyx," she smiled. "Come sit next to me, hun," she said as she patted the seat next to her, still giving her flirtacious smile. Oh no, I'm acting like my brother. "I mean, um, you can sit next to me if you want." The smile was gone.

[♫iSilk♫]

"Ok," Demyx replied uncertainly, walking over to her purpously and sitting down next to her, his back to the table so he could still play if he wanted to.

[kayleeyaylee]

Aria noticed that Demyx sat down rather cautiously - facing away from the table. He seemed like the strong, silent type so it was up to her to initiate the conversation.
"So,what is that?" she asked pointing to the instrument in his hand.

[♫iSilk♫]

Demyx glanced down at his sitar; it was large, and blue, the bottom being and upsidedown heart, the top havving spikes. It looked as if it were some sort of symbol, and it was. If you got the chance to look at Zexion's Lexicon, you would see the same symbol, exept three, each facing eachother on the cover. Though, if you got a good look at it, you might not live to tell the tale. "It's called a sitar," the blonde half-blood told her, not being at all what she thought he was; he didn't like to fight at all, he didn't even like stepping on ants.

[kayleeyaylee]

Aria had never heard of a sitar. "Can you play a song for me?" She was very curious about it.

[♫iSilk♫]

"Umm... sure," Demyx closed his eyes for a moment, wondering what song he should play. He opened his eyes to look at the other half-blood, his head slightly tilted. "What kind of music do you like?" He prefered to play rock or something, but he couldn't play drums or base or anything too. He would probably only play one part, maybe singing the lyrics to it.

[kayleeyaylee]

"I love all music, but mostly alternative rock," she stated. She hated when people asked her what kind of music she liked. Most people didn't like hearing "everything" as an answer, but it was true. She didn't dislike any kind of music - even country. People pour their heart and soul into the lyrics and melody - how could she dislike their courage, which she didn't have. She never sang or played an instrument. She was too afraid of peoples' disapproval.

[♫iSilk♫]

Demyx nodded, glancing back at his sitar brfore strumming the first few guiar notes to Angels on the Moon, he wasn't sure who it was by. He played the guitar part only because there wasn't a sitar part; the only song he know of that had a sitar in it was My Sitar, obviously.

Do you dream that the world will know your name,
So tell me your name
And do you care, about all the little things,
Or anything at all (anything at all),

I wanna feel all the chemicals inside,
I wanna feel (I wanna feel),
I wanna sunburn just to know that I'm alive,
To know I'm alive (to know if I'm alive),

Don't tell me if I'm dying,
Cause I don't wanna know,
If I can't see the sun,
Maybe I should go,
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming,
Of angels on the moon,
Where everyone you know,
Never leaves too soon

Do you believe in the day that you were born,
Tell me do you believe,
And do you know that every day's the first of the rest of your life,

Don't tell me if I'm dying,
Cause I don't wanna know,
If I can't see the sun,
Maybe I should go,
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming,
Of angels on the moon,
Where everyone you know,
Never leaves too soon,

This is to one last day in the shadows,
And to know a brothers love,
This is to New York City angels,
And the rivers of our blood,
This is to all of us,
To all of us,

Don't tell me if I'm dying,
Cause I don't wanna know,
If I can't see the sun,
Maybe I should go,
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming,
Of angels on the moon,
Where everyone you know,
Never leaves too soon,

Yeah you can tell me,
All your thoughts about the stars,
That fill polluted skies,
And show me where you run to,
When no one's left to take your side
But don't tell me where the road ends,
Cause I just don't wanna know,
No, I just don't wanna know,

Don't tell me if I'm dying,
Don't tell me if I'm dying.

He couldn't play any of the other parts of the song because he only had two hands, so it sounded sort of empty, but it still sounded nice.

[kayleeyaylee]

"That was beautiful," said Aria sweetly. She was a sucker for musicians. "How'd you learn to play and sing so wonderfully?" She was in awe of him and his musical abilities.

[♫iSilk♫]

Demyx shrugged. "I donno," he replied shyly, "I guess, when I was really young, it was my escape; music." He looked down, remembering his horrible past before shaking his head to rid it of the thoughts.

[kayleeyaylee]

"Escape from what?" she asked. She was genuinally curious. Then, she realized that what she asked was very personal so she added, "but you don't have to tell me." She could tell that he had a past with some difficulties so she put her hand on his leg and told him that it was alright.

[♫iSilk♫]

"My life... from when I was younger," Demyx responded, "Sometimes I just needed to escape from my..." he paused for a moment "family..." He never thought of them that way, not anymore.

[kayleeyaylee]

Aria could relate. "I'm sorry," she said. "I know what it's like to have family problems. Do you know my brother Blake? He's here at camp too."
She's always had problems with her brother beyond the typical sibling rivalry which haunted most brothers and sisters. "Well, at least you're away from it now," she sighed - wishing she could say the same.

[♫iSilk♫]

"I've never really met him," Demyx said thoughtfully, listening to what else she said, "I bet my parents did worse than yours did." His mortal father hated him, though his mother loved him; it was odd.

[kayleeyaylee]

"Probably," she said disdainfully. She hated people who thought that their lives were so much worse than everyone else's. We all have problems.
"But I bet my social life was worse than yours," she added.

[♫iSilk♫]

"Yeah, I don't like to be around people alot," he told her, "So your probably right..." He remembered his mortal father, and when he was two... he shuddered stifly.

[kayleeyaylee]

"Well, then why are you around me if you don't like to be around people?" she asked. She tried to move away from the subject of family and their pasts because he was obviously uncomfortable talking about his.

[♫iSilk♫]

"Cuz your only one person," he informed her, "I don't mind being around some people, just not a whole lot." I can be myself if I'm alone, though, he added mentaly.

[kayleeyaylee]

"Oh, okay." She could understand that. She was of a similar nature.
There was an awkward silence after that. She tried to think of something to talk about to end the silence. "Um, aren't you hungry?" she asked eying the empty salad bowl in front of her, which she had just finished.

[♫iSilk♫]

Demyx shrugged. "Not really," he told her, "But I am sort of thirsty; wanna go to the river with me? The one in the forest."

[kayleeyaylee]

"Sure," she said glad to finally be getting up and moving around. "I'll follow you. I'm new here and don't know my way around quite yet."
She was thrilled that he asked her to come along with him. She had never been asked by people to accompany them back at her old home.

[♫iSilk♫]

Demyx nodded, standing up, grasping hs sitar so he wouldn't drop it and set out towards the forest, glanceing over his shoulder every so often to make sure she was following him.

[kayleeyaylee]

She followed close behind. She noticed that he kept glancing back. Did he think that she would run away on him? Was he really that afraid of abandonment? While walking, her hand accidentally touched his.
"Oops, sorry," she blushed.

ooc: should one of use make a new thread in the forest section?

[♫iSilk♫]

"It's ok," Demyx replied quickly, pulling his hand away, also blushing.

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