GOD IS A WOMAN && performance.

♡ — TAKE ME TO CHURCH, WORSHIP ME LIKE A GOD.
Cleopatra was an entertainer, paid to dance for the enjoyment of others, but it wasn't like she didn't enjoy this. She loved to be admired, to have eyes enraptured by her, her audience on the edge of their seats. Her hair was down, her bangs braided back into a crown around her head. Her clothing scheme was golden, orangish, earthy tones. The bright golds and oranges accompanied her deeply tanned skin, accentuating them and bringing out the color of her eyes under the stage lights.

She had arranged this on her own, but the belly dancer/entertainer was confident that people would at least want something to do with her. If this didn't work, she could always go back to old jobs. Although, her Belial lover wouldn't be too happy about such things.
"Welcome, everyone!" Cleo shouted over the crowds voices, the gathering bout of women and men and children alike had thrilled the egyptian goddess, but she merely began her dance.

Her hips swayed to the music, as she began her intense, eye-catching dance for dominance against the song which played.

//song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHLHSlExFis

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[spoiler=tags :: updated 8/20]basics.
✯ cleopatra omnium // cleo.
✯ female // she/her
✯ 23 years // mentally varies // spiritually old
✯ member of the berserkers
✯ no titles // no unofficial titles
✯ reincarnated from cleopatra, the egyptian empress.

appearance.
✯ succubus [ref]
✯ In her normal, human-like form, Cleo has deeply tanned skin, an hour glass figure, a flat stomach, and curvy hips. Her hair is long, straight, and black, reaching her hips in length. She has deep, rich amber eyes, nearly golden in color. She has a beauty mark under her left eye.
✯ accessories - Sports her thorned whip on her side, as well as her daggers.
✯ scars/marks/tattoos - She has tattoos going up her right thigh and across her arms. Her ears are pierced normally. She has a scar across her back of three claw marks.
✯ accent - Elegant, airy voice. Egyptian.

relationships.
✯ best friend
✯ mentor/apprentice
✯ [G1] npc x npc
✯ sibling of nobody.
✯ hyperpansexual // panromantic
✯ taken // in love with luciano belial
✯ no offspring

interaction.
✯ storage // plot
✯ physically hard // mentally hard // no powers
✯ attack in underline[/spoiler]

He can't say it was 'eye-catching' but he was sure even The Berserkers' newcomers had come to grasp Tequila's sightlessness. Despite this, the boy would never say that he was genuinely blind. Perhaps he may use the five-letter word to oversimplify his...uh, condition, but no one would really know for sure if it was a physical state he had been born into. The music, however, was something he certainly hard making him press the delicate palms of his hands against his ears, not particularly pleased to hear the brand of music that sounded like it was blaring. He tried to focus on other things such as the chatter of some men and women in the audience, hearing them compliment or criticise the way the woman named Cleopatra was dancing. The boy isn't honest enough to boo from the crowd, tell the Egyptian that he didn't want to hear music at this sort of time. He just wanted to show some children his card tricks but the performance had stolen his able audience, making him admittedly both vexed and impressed.

The boy weaves through the crowd, apologising politely before finding air and finding a seat on the soil, resting in front of one of the big tents and waiting for the dancing to stop. He quietly whispered and practiced his tricks, doing his best to drown out the sound and focus on the way his cards sliced the air and the crisp sound of switching and mischief. His ear drums were aching by the time the music had finished and he could hear the sound of trampling feet, something he never quite enjoyed hearing. It was as if he was about to be crushed by a stampede of vibrations. He hates it and he realises that perhaps he doesn't quite like this woman, let alone tolerate her. Still, he makes an effort to move pass that when he stands back upon his two feet and walks towards her. "How long have you been dancing, miss?"