The wolfeasel in question was backstage, checking his SilEnt StAr bass guitar, twisting here and there the knobs. "Alright. let's give it a strum." With an eager hand, he swept his fingers over the strings, expecting to hear a good pling. What he got was a plunk. Looking down, he saw that the strings snapped. "Well, that's interesting..." Clapping his hands twice, dark hands came to help reattach the thin strands. In a matter of seconds, they were done. However, the wolfeasel was still tangled before he notice the hands facing him. "I can't do this, can I...?" The hands shook their "heads" before taking the string from him and finishing the job.<br/><br/>"Let's try this again." He repeated his actions and was rewarded a sound plink. ""Excellent." Wrapping the neck strap, he walked to the front of the stage. "Wow....This is a big stage...." Reizu rubbed his hands together and smiled deviously. "This should be fun..."