Az had been cheerfully walking over to congratulate Muse on her fantastic set, and offer the chance of a contract with the Forster Agency. It fell under the young executive's purview, to be able to make contact with talent and make contracts to showcase a song of theirs in some advertising campaign. Muse's style would be just perfect for an upcoming campaign for-
The world shifted, and she could hear screams as she was thrown backwards. Into the railing behind her, and nearly over it. Only luck allowed her hand to clamp onto part of it, as well as something hitting the back of her knees to force her to the ground. Otherwise she could have easily fallen the distance and possibly gotten herself killed, if not simply badly injured. As it was, the breath was knocked out of her body, and she curled defensively into herself.
Somewhere something glass had broken, and a shard came straight at her, catching her cheekbone and slicing the skin there just as she turned away.