Snippet #2211129

Orien laughed and checked his watch. "Dammit..." With a long sigh he gave Nessa the spoon. "There... you girls can smoke or freebase as much as you want... I on the other hand, have to go singing." He opened the door to his limo and grinned, "My madhouse is welcome to anyone who is mad..." He nodded at Ember, then at Nessa. "Maybe I'll make you girls stay with me....that house is so big...and so quiet." Chuckling he hoisted himself out of the limo, blowing both girls a kiss. Trying not to act like he was strung out, he walked in the club. The moment he saw Jasper talking to his sister, he got fiercly protective.
He shoved people out of the way, "Get your ass away from my baby sister!" He snarled trying to grab the guy by the collar of his shirt. He nodded over to Meg and murmured, "Heya sis.. long time eh?" He was running out of time.

He was expected to be on the stage soon. Why did he care about some guy talking to his baby sister? Oh.. because men were pigs...he was a monster, but men were pigs. He took note of the guys unusual high, wondering what made him act like a gay fruit loop. "Paws off my sister." He muttered while walking up to the stage, the conversation between him and Meg would have to wait a little longer. Looking at everyone, he gave a smile, "Allright...so tell me...ever feel... like all people see is Skin?" A piano started playing in the background. He waited for the girls to walk in before he continued...this song... was for both of them.