Song of the Heart [Open]

[OISHI CHIKA]

For a treat for the miners Chika couldn't just do nothing for them so she decided to sing for free to them. Dressed in her pink flower covered kimono as she had her hands clasped together as she sang. Her angelic voice ringed out as numerous villagers stopped to listen to her intently. The more people that watch her the more she sang her heart out for them. What was the point of her singing if she couldn't help her audience enjoy her singing.

As she finished singing the people started to applauded her before going on their own way. Chika reached into her kimono and pulled out a strawberry pocky before sticking it into her mouth. Moaning in delight at the taste before she found herself a nice looking place to relax. Her eyes lit up when she saw gambling and wasted no time in going over and playing. Singing and gambling was like a dream come true for her.

[LEE MARSHALL]

Marshall was traveling through the elemental nations currently. He had done his looting with the war going on, and had had a big pay off. With his new cash he had bought some new stuff for his bass and some new clothes for himself. All was good in Marshall Lee’s world. Then he heard it, the sultry sounds of a woman singing. He smirked whoever it was had a nice set of pipes on ‘em. “Could I really call myself a musician if I didn’t go and check it out?” He asked himself before speeding up his pace to see who was making that beautiful noise. He stepped through to see a gambling ring and various people going about their day, he also saw an unoccupied stage. “A musician’s invitation if I’ve ever saw one.” He hopped up onto the stage. He pulled out his double sided axe bass. “Alright ladies and gents let me lay down a cool jam for all you hard working folks.”

La da da da da,
I'm gonna bury you in the ground,
La da da da da,
I'm gonna bury you with my sound,
I'm gonna drink the red from your pretty pink face,
Sorry I don’t treat you like a goddess,
Is that what you want me to do?
Sorry I don’t treat you like you’re perfect,
Like all your little loyal subjects do,
Sorry I’m not made of sugar,
Am I not sweet enough for you?
Is that why you always avoid me?
That must be such an inconvenience to you,
Well... I’m just your problem,
I’m just your problem,
It's like I'm not, even a person, am I?
I’m just your problem
Well, I-I-I-I-I-I-I shouldn’t have to justify what I do
I-I-I-I-I-I-I shouldn’t have to prove anything to you
I’m sorry that I exist.
I forget what landed me on your blacklist,
But I-I-I-I-I-I-I shouldn’t have to be the one that makes up with you,
So... why do I want to?
Why do I want to...

After he finished he looked out at the crowd before taking a bow, and heading off to the gambling tables as well.

[OISHI CHIKA]

Chika kept her game face on as she watched her opponent in the game of dice she was playing. There was no way she could be that unlucky and lose six times in a row at this game. Her brow started to sweat as she watched the dice roller lift the cup up. Cursing under her breath as her opponent chuckled as he took her money.

Her eyes drifted to the side and caught a sight of a newcomer in the room. Chika waved her hand clear in the air as she cupped the side of her mouth as she yelled for him. "Hey! Over here! How about a game?" she offered toward the man. Chika didn't care if she lost twenty times in a row she will play until she runs out of money. Being a songstress she knew if she played a couple of roadside shows she should be able to get some easy money.

[This man that Chika is yelling at is Lee Marshall.]

[LEE MARSHALL]

Marshall noticed someone yelling for him. It was a girl which wasn’t out of the ordinary what so ever. Girls always wanted a piece of him. It was the way things went. He smiled at her and headed over to her table watching some of the other guys eye him gauging how much money they thought they could scam him of. Little did they know he was a well trained Genjutsu user, and that by the end of the night he would have robbed them blind. He sat down taking his bass from around his neck and sitting it next to him. “So what do you guys want to lose at tonight?” He said with a cocky grin and a wink at Chika. “So gorgeous was that you I heard singing a little while ago?” He said leaning in close to her using it as a ploy to keep the others at the table from hearing. “I’m going to rob these guys blind, just wait and see.” He leaned back looking around. “Alright ladies let’s get this ball rolling.” Of course this crack made all the men look at him with disdain and anger, which is exactly what Marshall wanted. His eyes glowed red for a moment as he entrapped them with his Demonic illusion False Surroundings. Of course this jutsu would only be centered around the table making them see what ever die cast he wanted them to, all except for the girl by his side.