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“Darling, you’re looking almost as pale as I, are you certain you are okay to preform?” He tilts his head, “shall I contact the mistress?”
“Darling, you’re looking almost as pale as I, are you certain you are okay to preform?” He tilts his head, “shall I contact the mistress?”
(Now I'm sad cause I wanna ship Karma with someone and I can't.)
She pushed her thoughts away, no time for them now. She took the hair tie off her wrist and pulled her hair back. She sighed, time for practice.
Cyrus grimaces. He hadn't planned on being that noticeable. He takes a deep breath but stumbles, suddenly feeling very weak. He didn't know what to do.
(I was just thinking about that. I might open up the rp to one more person? Like to be the ~new kid~ at the circus?)
Arthur runs over, staying light on his toes all the way, “Cyrus?” He asks, looking up towards the top of the trapeze, “come down from there, love!”
(Yeah sounds good!)
Please don't fall, oh that would be just horrible. She scoffed. It's not that she hated Cyrus, no. She hated everyone.
Cyrus stumbles but nods. Slowly he clambers down, but about halfway there, he loses his grip. He starts to slip, his eyes going wide. Fear raced through his chest as he tried desperately to catch himself. He did manage to before he reached the ground. He cries out in surprise and pain. He makes it safely to the ground, collapsing.
What a shame. He survived. She just watched with a blank look on her face.
Arthur quickly crouches next to him, checking his pulse, “Cyrus?” He asks quietly, “are you okay?”
Cyrus groans softly, his eyes halfway between open and closed. He looks up at Arthur weakly, shaking his head. The thirst for blood was becoming stronger.
If I'm not needed then I'm just gonna go… She slipped out a back flap, summoning a circle of fire to keep her warm as she walked back to her tent. She flopped onto her cot, rubbing her eyes tiredly.
Arthur leans on his chest, listening to his breathing, not noticing that he’s exposing his neck to him, “I think I should contact the mistress”
His eyes go to Arthur's neck and he licks his lips. No! No. I am not going to act. He hisses softly, hungry and battling with himself. His body was starting to go numb. He needed blood.
( @WhichForegroundRavenclaw? )
Rei looked at Silk and smiled, "You seem to be in a good mood," he said, standing up. The expression soon faded from his face, as he remembered that they were there for practice. He looked up to the center ring through yellow eyes and then back down to the blonde haired girl. Kind of wish I could be that positive. Rei thought, oblivious to Cyrus's fall and the fact that Karma had slipped away from the group.
Arthur glances back up and realizes, “ah…that’s what it is..” he acts quickly, glances around the circus and grabs something sharp off of the ground, he examines his arms and hands, cutting a large spot on his hand and quickly turning away, “here dearest” he offers his hand
(Sorry)
Silk slipped down from her seat, grinning. “I suppose I am. Anywho, it’s good to see you again.” She sauntered away from the others, her cape fluttering. She didn’t really like Cyrus that much, and Karma was just getting on her nerves. She’d been here longer than Karma, longer than she can remember.
He stared at the blood for a split second before looking at Arthur. Slowly, he takes his lips, placing them gently against the cut. He had to make sure not to go overboard. He began to slowly drink the blood, groaning. It was so sweet. So thick… He pulls away after a moment. "Thank you." He says softly, gently licking the cut, causing it to heal.
Arthur blushes slightly, causing his whole face to turn pink on account of his very pale skin before standing and straightening out his costume, “alright, back on track my dears, as they say, the show must go on!”
Slowly, he felt strength run through his body. He stands slowly, stretching. He looks around, feeling sharper. He smiles faintly, licking his lips.n
Cass was relaxing, tossing and catching a fireball out of pure boredom. But as bored as she was, anything was better than being in that main tent.
Arthur begins to hum as he stretches in the ring of the tent, “Silk, any speculation on what could the mistress want you to do tonight?”
Weaving his way through the seats once more, Rei made his way over to the tightrope. Leading up to it -and on either side- were long poles with wooden platforms at the top. Looking up to the rope once, he climbed the ladder and jumped onto one of the platforms, looking down at the dusty ground through narrowed eyes. In his left hand was the blindfold, which he quickly tied around his eyes. Even though they didn't have an actual show at that moment, it was still helpful to get used to looking through the fabric. After testing the mounts that held the rope to the wooden platforms Rei finally began walking across the thin rope.
There were some spots that were thinner than others, which he normally avoided by spinning by them or doing a trick where he carried himself over these spots on his hands.
Silk stretched out over the long surface of the pole, yawning as she did so. She jutted a leg out and swung it over the pole, wrapping it easily over the metal surface of it. She was careful to not knock in the pole as she climbed and bent around it. Metal poles were the best for her performance, since they were smaller and required more bend.
Eventually, Rei crouched on the tightrope and looked down at the others. Everyone was there earlier that morning, he had been absolutely sure of it. But now, there seemed to be someone missing. Scanning over the ground below, he counted everyone in the tent. "One, two…three, four…" Rei mumbled, finally noticing that Karma was the one who was missing. Where did she go off to? He wondered, realization sweeping over him. If the ringmaster were to come in here and see that she was gone, we'd never hear the end of it.
What's Arthur gonna think?? Psh, like I should care. Yes you should Cassie! You don't tell me what to do. She continued playing with her fire, blocking out the world around her.
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