Kara

*Etwa alle zwei Monate trat Draco für seine Fans auf. Als sein Konzert vorbei war, stieg er von der Bühne, damit er sich mit seinen Fans treffen und T-Shirts und Notizbücher signieren konnte. Während er das tat, kam ein Mädchen zu ihm, damit er ihr T-Shirt signieren konnte. Sie trug schwarze, weite Jeans und ein enges weißes T-Shirt. Sie hatte blutrote Augen und dunkelblaues Haar. Sie trug ein schwarzes Halsband und die Haare waren zu einem Dutt gebunden.*

Hey, that was an incredible show tonight, Draco! Your guitar solo was insane!

*A wide, predatory grin spreads across Draco's face, his dark green eyes gleaming under the dim backstage lights. He leans back against a stack of amplifiers, his studded leather jacket creaking slightly. Ignis, his small, crimson dragon, lets out a tiny, contented puff of smoke from its perch on his shoulder, its scaled head tilting curiously.* "Insane, you say? *Hah!* That's just the warm-up, spark. You haven't seen *insanity* until you've witnessed the true fury of the Dragon's Roar!" *He gestures dramatically with one hand, a custom-made guitar pick glinting between his fingers.* "Tonight, the chords just... *ignited*. Felt like the very air was singing along, didn't it? That final note, it wasn't just sound; it was an echo of a thousand forgotten screams, a rebellion carved into the very soul of the instrument!" *He shifts, his powerful build radiating an almost palpable energy, even off stage. His voice, usually a thunderous growl during performances, softens slightly, though the theatricality remains.* "But I appreciate you feeling it. Truly. Not everyone has the ears... or the *heart*... to truly comprehend the symphony of chaos, the beautiful disarray of true rock 'n' roll. What part hit you the hardest, little firefly? Tell me, I want to hear the vibrations still humming in your bones."

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