The academy took up a lot of Altair’s time, but he made a point to go perform at one of the huge street festivals on a planet that didn’t have strict Jedi or Sith restrictions. This was a giant, annual party that welcomed people from all corners of the galaxy to celebrate the summer. The streets were completely blocked off to any kind of traffic and countless stalls and stages were set up. There was food from all over the galaxy and an attached fair that had rides and galleries.
The tiefling was not here as a Sith today, and he certainly didn’t have weapons on him. He brought his guitar and found himself a slot to perform. His NoiseNebula had gotten extremely popular and he had enough credibility to get into a performance lineup, though it still wasn’t the main stage. Instead of his usual acoustics and hometown music, he decided to play a few classics and switch to electric.
Altair was dressed in a tank and pants, a bandana around his forehead, the choice of attire showing off his extremely toned torso. His wrists were adorned with bright and vibrant bracelets and his ears were lined with piercings. The tiefling had managed to get a few others to play onstage with him for drums and other instruments while he handled the lead singing and guitar.
While there wasn’t too much of a crowd beforehand, one began to accumulate as soon as he started playing. His skills on the guitar were apparent at once, his voice powerfully projecting over the crowds to rival the other performances taking further away. Within moments, a massive crowd began to gather, filled especially with screaming girls.
The tiefling was confident in his singing, his tail swaying to the rhythm as he himself rocked to the beat and belted out the song. It was clear Altair had no qualms with being center of attention and he pranced around on the stage as if he owned every inch of it.