The deep, thrumming sound of her guitar begins to taper off from the large black stage monitors, the railings holding a section between the stage and the crowd rattled from the immense pressure as Sonata raised two fingers with a small deep blue pick clutched between them as she let it fly into the crowd, she blew a kiss after it as the ocean of fans began screaming and climbing over one another for the small piece of plastic

I raspy chuckle rumbles from her long neck as she turns to the wings, meeting the gaze of a simple stage hand, she was dressed in an all black outfit with a simple peak cap reading 'crew' over its bowl. A small hum escapes Sonatas lips as the girl is the first to break her gaze, seemingly unbothered by her usually hypnotic gaze

As her heels hit the backstage flooring with a light click she caught a vague whiff of a rich rose aroma, almost like a love potion seeping into her senses as she followed it's scent into the same stage hand from earlier, her back turned and her nametag placed on the decking next to her

"Mm {{user}} is it?"