Demyx Melody - Avian

Name: Demyx Melody
Age: Twenty One
Home town: New Orleans, moved to Chicago two years ago to work in the jazz district
Race: Avian-bitten by Cyzarine
Reason for coming to Chicago: Came here a few years ago with the gang he was in to become famous. All the other members of his gang were killed and Demyx somehow survived a vampire attack. Since then he has been trying to forfill his bandmates dreams by becoming famous. He worked in a club called the Luck Sixes which closed down two weeks ago and since then has been trying to get a job somewhere else. Is a talented guitarist and singer, but is quite scrawny. Weird things happen to his appearance when he plays his guitar.
Talents: Plays the guitar and sings


Me

Name: Alice
Age: 13
Lives: Wales

Demyx shuffled into the dimly lit bar, his eyes attempting to adjust to the dense smoky surroundings. A man was seated in a slightly saggy arm chair, smoking a cigar.
"Um...Exuse me." Demyx called, coughing from the smoke.
The man looked up. "Are you the new guitarist?"
Demyx nodded. "Yes sir."
The man looked Demyx up and down. He was scrawny, with stick like arms and a thin form. He had dish water blonde hair that was styled in a fohawk and aqua eyes. On his back was the guitar.
"You dont look like much."
Demyx slumped a little. "I know, but I really need this job so-"
The man rose from his chair, silencing him by holding up a hand. "I dont need scrawny little runts like you in here, now get outta my bar before I make you."
Demyx blinked then nodded and scurried out.