Damien looked up from his hands to see a tall Russian savior and for a minute wondered if he caught the gays. Then he shook his head and put up his normal, clueless smile and seemed a different person than the emotional steam engine he was on stage. "Yeppers. First time, practiced all month. Damn, is it always like that?" He asked, suddenly taking control of the conversation without skipping a heartbeat. That was Damien for you, spilling it to complete strangers. "So tense, I thought for sure I'd crawl into a ball and die before I started singing."

He talked with his hands, somewhat excitedly as he began to run through words like they were cheap candies as he explained to the Russian his entire experience. How he psyched himself out at the stress of the thought of embarrassing himself, then how the metaphorical spirits of Gerard and Lacey pushed him onward, how he let his emotions take over and how he felt almost sick after the performance, and he explained it all in less than 5 minutes which seemed inhuman. His anxiety was starting to show as he coulda swore a confused look overtook the Russan, but that might've been his imagination.

Then there was a keyboard.
A song.

Damien's head snapped toward the stage and his anxiety was soon forgotten. [i]I want him.[/i] he thought. Damien remembered why he came here at that moment and looked back at the Russian with a changed look. (If he didn't seem crazy and insane to the Russian by now, thanks to his spasticity, then something was different about the Russian.) "You going up there tonight?" He inquired a little creepily. [i]Godammit Damien slow down.[/i]

Then there was a drumbeat.

Once again Damien threw his attention to the stage and he was almost awed by the fact it was a [i]girl.[/i] "Oh I definitely want her." He said to himself, but out loud by accident. He didn't notice, but his new friend almost certainly did. It shouldn't matter he heard unless he was performing too... Damien's ideas and desires were coming together a bit too fast all of a sudden.

He was going to have a fucking panic attack if he didn't take a breather.