(no word limit besides the normal 50 words)

Amongst the inn’s patrons, not a one made a sound. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of a violin playing beautifully above them. They were not scared though, they were just mesmerized by the sound. Above them, atop the roof, was an angel. Sasami was playing her violin, the music frighteningly sweet to the ears of all living things. The angel had been playing there for hours, trying to find a focus for her anger and aggression. She had come to a shop a while back and bought said violin, its black design shining in the moonlight.

Kiesu sat in a chair outside of a local resturant, waiting for a small meal from the money he had left. He listened to the wonderful sound that emitted from the violin, he wanted to know where it originated from and after a moment of searching saw a fallen angel, playing the beautiful music. He closed his eyes and listened to the music. Whomever this person was, she had not entirley lost her soul to darkness.

(Example of violin song: link)

Sasami smiled at the spectators watching her play, and then saw the hooded man watching her. She smile widened before she finished playing and flew down towards him, black wings gliding down the rooftop towards him. "Did you like it?" Sasami asked when she landed with a smile, happy to not be attacking anyone this night.

"Very much." Kiesu said with a hidden grin. "You are very talented with the violin, do you mind telling me for how long you practiced?" He took a sip from a nearby glass. The Music had soothed his ears and his soul from the stress of his travels. This fallen angel seemed, nice.

"I have been practicing for years, but I lost my original violin. I bought this one a few weeks ago from an old traveling saleswoman in my travels" Sasami answered calmly before moving a few stray hairs out of her eyes. "What is your name sir?" the angel asked, holding down the urges she was getting to rip his throat out of his neck.

"My name is not of very much importance to anybody really, but if you would like to know it is Kiesu Shiinto." He took another drink from the cup. "Your music is very calming to everyone around here... Do you play here oftenly?" He waited for any movement, friendly or otherwise.

"Not much, I have been for a few nights. I've been trying to calm down until the war starts, trying to relish the few last moments of peace you know?" Sasami asked, but not really expecting the answer. She looked to a nearby alleyway where a few drunks came out and moved toward he, but rather slowly. "Looks like we have some company" Sasami said to Kiesu matter-of-factly.

"A couple of slow drunkards won't be much of a problem for a short while. In this small while I would like to ask you which side you are fighting on in the war. Juest a bit of information of whom I'll be meeting in the future." Kiesu said as he stood with his attention afixed on the slow drunkards who seemed to have collapsed a couple of yards from them.

Sasami watched as the drunks fell over each other, trying to get to the two. "I'm aligned with Raku's forces" the angel said with a giggle as she waited for the expected outburst from the cloaked man. 'I doubt this man is comfortable with my choice in the war, but we will see' Sasami thought while waiting from the response from the man.

"Interesting choice." Kiesu said in a calm voice. "Maybe we will fight on the battlefield. I am fighting for the Light Army. Mainlly it's for the money I may nfind along in the fight." He swatted at a bug that was sitting on the table, crushing it's being. "Anyways, would you like to continue this conversation elsewhere or is here still fine with you? And don't expect me to attack you here. That is not my style, I like to stay out of fights as much as possible."

"Lets go to the rooftops, its quieter up there. Its also impossible for anyone to get up there without flying" Sasami said before pointing her hand out for him to take so she could fly them up. "Come now, you are not afraid of heights are you?" Sasami asked amusingly, not really expecting him to be.

"No, it is simply that I can get up there easily. Thank you for offering though." Kiesu said as he headed to the building Sasami was standing on. He jumped off of the ground and grabbed onto a window ledge and jumped off that to reach the roof. As he arrived up there he sat on the edge of the building.

"Hmm, show off" Sasami whispered to herself before flying over to where the man now sat. The angel sat down next to him and put her violin to her left. "What is it that you would like to ask me? I am willing to answer any of your questions" Sasami assured him before looking to the moon for tranquility.

"What Lineage are you from?" He asked firmly as he walked over to the middle of the rooftop. "Fallen Angels are not just born without a lineage, especially extremely artistic ones." He turned his head, watching her with extreme concenration as he waited for an answer.

"I was once an angel with parents that were opposites. Not a demon and angel coupling mind you, but of opposite classes. My mother was lower royalty and loved art, while my father was a blacksmith and enjoyed combat and warfare above all else" Sasami explained. "They met, fell in love, and had me. I learned the best from the both of them, how to fight and how to play the violin. They have no use to each other but separate they are great necessities to a wanderer" the angel finished before looking to the man again. "Anything else?" she asked kindly enough.

"The question you answered was not one I had asked but instead one I would have asked, my question was what lineage were you from? As in your last name." He said with more firmness in his voice than the last question, He had wanted an answer but instead got a later one.

Sasami had failed in luring his attention from the subject. "I have none, my family name and all connections with them have been cut off because of my exile" the angel said sadly. That sadness soon turned to rage as she thought of her exile. 'Those bastards.....ok, I need to calm down' Sasami thought before deeply sighing

"I see, horrid fate for any creature, any person." Kiesu said with a calmer tone as he sat down "I am sorry if I upsetted you but some lineage killed my mother, that is all I know... Do you think you could play again?"

(song here)

"Hmmmm? Oh, alright" Sasami said before picking up her violin and began to play. The sound of it was beautiful, but very sad. Some people below began to cry from listening to it. A few minutes the tempo suddenly picked up, and Sasami's hands blurred through the motions with expertise. Soon after, Sasami finished with a smile on her face. "How was that?" the fallen angel asked excitedly, seeming like a little girl.

"That was excellant, you stayed true to your emotions unlike most musicians. You could make money off of this, why don't you?" He turned to her as he continued speaking. "Your very excellant with musical arts." He stood up and walked over to the edge of the building as he looked over the edge.

Sasami smiled sadly before answering. "Because I'm usually not calm enough to play. I usually get urges to kill good aligned race right off the bat, or just kill whatever moves" the angel whispered, barely able to be heard. "That’s why I joined the war, to kill to my hearts content so that the urge will be satisfied and I can live peacefully" Sasami said, confident it would work.

"So either a subsided hatred of something within your life, or an insanity that can only be quelled by killing. I cannot feel or truly comprehend the pain you must be going through." Kiesu said as he leaned on his hands. He tried to think of how she felt but still could not comprehend it.

"I truly don't understand it much either, it is a terrible urge to kill when I get aggravated or just randomly. Its confusing" Sasami said sadly. She looked around, obviously confused. "Is it not soon for the war? I have lost track of time..." the angel had murmured before spreading out her wings. "I must leave, And I hope I do not find you on the battlefield" Sasami said before flying off into the darkness.

As Kiesu still sat there he too thought of the upcoming war, he was going to have to fight and possibly fight her. He had hoped he wouldn't and jumped down from the rooftop his wings spreading inside of his cloak for a brief moment. It was probobly destined to meet her on the battlefield. He ignored his meal and headed for the next destination in his travels before the war was to start with a heavy pounding.