Do You Know The Mayhem Man? Yes I Know The Mayhem Man! (CER)

--- Cradle position denied! Cereza instead was slumped over his shoulder like some doll. She actually laughed instead of protesting.

"Heey."

--- She laughed at his words and him giving her a little spank. Really he wanted to be the one talking about being cheeky? Well she'd give him cheeky. From her positioning it wouldn't hard to reach and give his bottom a little squeeze in response. She didn't just take things without dishing them back. As he started walking she just decided not to struggle and got comfortable resting an elbow in his back and her cheek on the fist of that hand. She waited for the exchange to be over and as he walked by with her still slung on his shoulder she would just give the ticket guy a finger wave. The roar of the crowd was typical of any concert, it seemed they weren't too late.

"A very merry un-birthday to you, yes you."

--- She repeated with a smirk when he placed her down and she poked his nose. With a sharp spin on her heels, her hair almost catching him in his face her enthusiasm hadn't died down yet. She was adorable when she was super energetic. 

"Alright what do we gotta do to get this party started!?"

--- A little playful frown as he didn't let her poke his nose was all she gave before returning to her state. At his response she watched and followed before he broke out into a charge. Grinning she didn't hesitate to follow quickly beyond. She had to mush a few in the face out of her way since they somehow stumbled in the path instead of out. For a split second she removed her gaze from him and in that moment is when he through the roll over his shoulder. She looked just in time to move her head shouting up to him.

"A little higher next time!"

--- Considering she almost got hit in the face. The cash flutter behind and like typical money hungry human begins they swarmed for it. She heard him well, but as he stood with his arms behind his back she grinned still within her sprint she would use his folded hands as leverage. How? At the point of being near him she hopped a little and placed one foot on his folded hands, pushing with the other coming to step on his shoulder as she leaped and made it on the stage. Meet the band? Check. Cheeky sneaky clever girl. She would smirk at Damien from her new place and smiled with an added wink to Starset's front man Dustin Bates. She started to grove to the song and even sing a long to it. Surprisingly when the second verse kicked in he actually held the mic to her allowing the voice not too many knew she had shine through, he even choosing to sing with her. But that chorus was all his. She stuck her tongue out at Damien at some point mockingly, but she knew he'd enjoy his time in his little self made mosh pit. She'd come back down eventually.

--- People really had no idea who they were dealing with in that crowd. Damien was like a human wrecking ball that Cereza never got to test out surprisingly. It wasn't for the lack of wanting to, but with this tournament he was holding he was the end game. For Cereza it wasn't about the money or the bragging right of a champion. She just wanted an open shot at him and she knew he loved the attention and spotlight so why not in front of a crowd? His crowd at that. If she lost well she lost, but she would've made sure not to go down so easily. She was the kind of girl that usually took the initiative in most cases like tonight as she remained on stage with the band. In the crowd he dealt with so easily slowly started to dissipate around her eyes would note someone making a naughty attempt.

--- He was trying to sneak up on him with a knife. How did he get that in here? No matter. Cereza wasn't thrilled and though more than likely Damien would catch on Cereza wanted some fun in it too. With a wink to the lead singer she would make a quick sprint and leap off the stage aiming for a flying drop kick to the sneaking up behind Damien. She had enough height from the stage to clear over Damien's shoulder and catch the guy right in the chest since there was some distance. Cereza landed in a low crouch before standing straight up, the guy had to be seeing stars. She turned looking at Damien with a smirk, yes proud of herself she was. 

"Had to take one for myself."

--- The band was still playing unfazed by the antics, obviously. Cereza casually went back into playing to the rhythm and scooting herself next to him playfully bumping him with her hip. So what was next for fun?!

--- Bands were far too used to mosh pits and fights breaking out. They were instilled with that motto 'the show must go on'. And so it did. Cereza enjoying the music of one of her favorite bands and well ok she enjoyed Damien's company too. Don't tell him though cause his ego meter might break. If she was paying attention that he would try something he wouldn't have managed to catch her off guard... again. The bastard took her foot from right underneath causing her to fall backwards and as much as she attempted to reach for someone she felt her hat tipping off her head and grabbed for that instead. He grabbed her back and set her on the ground so she didn't hit hard and she blinkingly stared at him. What an asshole. Considering the area around them was so cleared from Damien scaring them off she was safe from being stomped on. Some of her long hair got in her face and blew it away with ease, propping herself up with her elbows. Her right leg bent in a little with the sole of her foot on the ground. She glared at him.

"Cheeky. Really damn cheeky. Ha. ha."

--- She was gonna pay him back eventually when she thought of something. She considered kicking the crap out of his shin at the moment but he was looking. Then again she said something that was gonna cause some other chain of events to occur. Yeah Cereza knew better but that meant nothing. 

--- On the contrary Cereza looked a little older than 17 and what was 17 anyways. Ooo one year from being government legal? So the hell what. Yeah she knew he was much older so was Saul and still occasionally she flirted and played back. A girl can have her fun no matter what. Besides Cereza was a breaker of rules, she didn't like to conform to them. As he stepped on her knee pushing it down she actually twitched thinking it was going to push it harder, he was a strong bastard she knew that. And then he quickly straddled her. She should've kicked him in the balls. She really should've, but in truth for some reason she figured he probably had balls of steel and she would've hurt her feet rather than hurt him. She totally should've taken the chance rather than let him straddle her and begin his onslaught.

--- Tickle torture was the worse ever. Like ever. It was unrelenting and unforgiving. He was a dick for this. She really wished she left the jacket zipped up cause that would've protected her but she hadn't and it left her exposed. The black loose tank was so not protective enough against his tickling. She didn't want to laugh or squirm but she actually was a little ticklish when done right. She tried resisting she really did.

"Screw you Damien."

--- Defiant little thing but she was starting to laugh and squirm. Not hysterically but giggles trying to catch her breath. She would make an attempt and hoped it worked. Cereza was a flexible girl and as such she would swiftly curl her legs and try to hook them underneath his arms, if it was successful she would pull him back with just her leg strength. There would be a strain but a good one in her core cause he was kinda heavy but that was no matter. She'd try to pull him backwards and if succeeded she'd be able to sit up and poke him at his sides. How do you like them apples? But if it failed she was at his mercy a little longer.

--- She knew he let her and for that reasoning her poking didn't last long. She was so tempted to just punch him instead, but would that even make a difference? As much as she wanted to and wanted to know her mind thought back to that card he gave her. His tournament. The winner got a shot at him. That is what made it all the worth wild for her. That opportunity. It's a miracle she never took it before. It was a long shot but she wanted it. She had stopped with a annoyed face before he grabbed her waist and rolled her over to her back once again with a little 'oof'. This was a trend with her lately. Well this was certainly kinky how could people not look at the display. Odd wasn't even the word. At least others probably took it to dark corners away from prying eyes those naughty exhibitionist. She smirked rolling her eyes at his whisper in her ear. Before he got up she'd give a slight smack on his butt for everything. Her chest was heaving a little from the lack of oxygen she was getting from his torture but was slowly steadying itself to a comfortable pace.

"You'll break it anyways."

--- She quipped back. Oh she was on fire tonight with the cheeky comebacks. Was this making up for lost time? It was a little more than usual which made it all the more fun no? She snickered, grinning taking his hand for support and getting to her feet. Tonight she really did seem extra naughty in her words. Though the crowd wondered what the hell was going on they tried their best to ignore and keep with the band. Cereza stopped paying attention the moment he started tickling her. Once up she would've snatched her hand from him cuz yes she was still a little sour about the tickling and gave him her back while she fixed her jacket. Smoothing out her pants and adjusting her hat. What possible revenge could she get on him? Think think think.