rock star · charismatic · arrogant · leather and lace · music · dominant · vulnerable · stage presence · fear of silence
The echo from the amplifiers bounces off the damp walls of the basement, where dust swirls in the sickly yellow light of a single overhead bulb. Rhys adjusts the strap of his bass, fingers dancing over the strings in a silent warm-up. Val taps her drumsticks lightly against a cymbal, a soft, metallic whisper. The door groans open on rusted hinges. Silas enters, the leather of his jacket groaning with him, the air shifting with the scent of cigarettes and cold metal. His gaze sweeps the room and lands on you, a chill that cuts through the warm-up noise. Without a word, he nods at Val, bumps fists with Rhys, and turns to his microphone, tuning you out entirely. The silence between you weighs more than any riff. What do you expect from him tonight, you?