The drink was almost gone already and Hah'en was in the state where her head was swimming pleasantly and her limbs felt nice and light. The most dangerous stage. She tapped her fingers against her glass and tilted her head a bit when Adryan asked his question. Hah'en was about to answer when a loud whistle across the snug pub caught her attention.
"Hey Hah'en! You look like you're around 4 or 5 drinks in, sing us something, please!"
The yeller was one of the regulars, an older gentleman whose drinking buddies were sending Hah'en pleading looks and grins. Hah'en rolled her eyes, but despite that she also found herself standing up. She sent Adryan a small smile as she walked past him and said
"Often enough for these fools to have become comfortable enough to ask me that."
Hah'en walked to the mic, her steps were steady but there was a certain kind of swagger to her step. The kind of swagger that attracted the kind of attention that Hah'en definitely didn't enjoy. Few people who clearly didn't come here often wolf whistled at her and catcalled, using rather vulgar language. Some of the patrons sent unsavoury looks towards them, but Hah'en ignored them for now. She knew just what song she would sing.
Hah'en grabbed the mic with confidence, and she suddenly was glad she'd worn her long leather boots with the metal spike studs on the side of the heels tonight. They got her in the mood to sing this song.
Hah'en didn't need music, she just started singing. Her voice was low and melodious, as she began to sing a loud, cocky-sounding song with undertones of anger. It was in her native tongue so no one here could probably understand it outside Adryan. The lyrics were about a woman who was on a mission to destroy the life of her rival, aka. her ex-lover. Yet another song Hah'en knew by heart, she'd sung this countless of times after she'd left one of her previous lovers.
As Hah'en sang she detached the mic from the mic stand and started to walk among the crowd. At one point she even climbed on a table, and stomped a beat to the surface of the wood. The pub goers started clapping their hands along, and that was when Hah'en nailed the catcallers from earlier with a glare. She was at a part of the song where the woman yelled threats and promises of pain at her rival/ex-lover, and while she sang that part Hah'en approached the rude patrons, kicked their chairs over with one swift leg swoop and yelled the last part of the song at their faces while they lay on the floor, eyes wide.
Yet again it was quiet for a moment after Hah'en finished, but Hah'en didn't care. She simply threw her tousled hair over her shoulder, walked back to the stage and slipped the mic back to the stand. And that was when everyone started clapping. Hah'en had a small pleased smile on her face, but outside that showed no reaction to the claps. The rude patrons Hah'en had made part of her show quickly stood up and left the pub, hopefully to never return.
Hah'en returned to her seat, sliding some of her hair behind her hair and gave Adryan a small lopsided smile.
"I will tell you now, this will not happen outside this pub, nor will you tell people of this, or the threats from my song will become a reality to you."
Hah'en knew Adryan most likely would not tell anyone, but it was a matter of principle. The small smile on Hah'en's face said as much.
