The Ringmaster watched disinterested as Dezi reappeared in her performance outfit. "How do I look?" The Ringmaster took a careful eye looking over Dezi's outfit with seriousness. Their eyes never giving away their thoughts. The Ringmaster turned to look ahead as they stepped out of the trailer, electing not to say anything about Dezi's chosen outfit for the performance. The two continued across the ground towards the main tent. People were beginning to start hanging around the main entrance. The Ringmaster directed them both toward the back entrance. Consciously speeding up their walking pace. They'd need to hurry and get this show started.
Dezi broke the silence speaking up again. "How can I get them to listen to me the way they do for you?" The Ringmaster looked back at Desi, silently assessing her with blank, black eyes. The Ringmaster sighed and looked back ahead stepping through the back entrance of the main tent.
"Its simple really. Never give them the option to go against you." Well, it was easy for the Ringmaster. They never spoke without the confidence that they would be heard and obeyed. It helped they they were ever so creepy and held these performers livelihoods in the palm of their hand "I suppose you might get the hang of it one day." The Ringmaster's voice didn't hint at a lot of confidence for Dezi. However the Ringmaster's voice rarely gave anything away. Thin and papery, but rarely emotional and expressive.
The two approached the group, and the Ringmaster silently walked over to stand beside an angry looking Lola.
Lola finished up her strawberries. Then clipping the lid of the plastic punnet in place, she put the remainder of the strawberries back in place. She pulled her bubblegum pink lipstick out of her bra and touched up her lips, pop her lips as she did so. She checked her reflection in a spoon. It made her look distorted but it managed to do the trick. She adjusted a lock of hair before throwing the spoon pack onto the bench.
Then she practically strutted out of the kitchen and over to the main tent, a satisfied smile upon her face. Flicking her hair over her shoulder Lola walked up to the freaks who had already gathered around. Beast, Nebula and the always annoying space twins. "You chumps, look alive." Lola snapped at the group, who she had deemed as being lackluster in enthusiasm for tonight show. She led them to back stage and peeked around the curtain to see the seats filling up. "Alright, we're on any minute, you guys know the order for tonight." The acrobats were last, hopefully Trickster would make it back for his part in the middle, and the Beast and his sister Dezi were to start it all off.
Lola frowned, speaking of where was she. "You," Lola said to Blaze, crossing her arms angrily, "where is your sister?" Lola exaggerated looking around for a missing Dezi. Sure Lola mostly got along with Dezi, but Lola really wasn't here to get along with anyone. "It is astounding the incompetence I have to deal with," Lola muttered to herself. Then she looked sharply at Blaze, "Doesn't she own a clock?" Lola asked spitefully.
Then Dezi finally rocked up, walking side by side with The Ringmaster. Lola frowned like a spoiled child denied an extra helping of desert. Th Ringmaster and Dezi had been getting closer and closer. Sure the Ringmaster trusted Lola and found her to be the most useful, but Then Ringmaster actually liked Desi. Lola had thought it impossible for The Ringmaster to like anyone. It wasn't so much that Lola felt jealous, more concerned, if she wasn't the favorite, her role around here was just a costume any pretty girl could wear.
The Ringmaster wandered up to stand beside Lola. "Have fun, holding us all up?" Lola asked with childish spite. The Ringmaster gave her a tired look, but also a dark look that promised something unpleasant if Lola continued down a disrespectful path.
Ethan felt Lorelai grab his shirt as the Ringmaster spoke out. He get it, the Ringmaster gave everyone the chills. Ethan shuffled his feet just slightly so that his back best blocked Lorelai from view. The Ringmaster walked off, but Ethan could still feel Lorelai shaking slightly behind him which brought an unwanted frown to his face. Sure he should care that his friend was scared, but he knew it shouldn't bother his this much. Screwing his hands up into fists he turned around putting an arm around her shoulders. bringing her into his chest. Though he attempted to try and make it look casual, both for his benefit and their onlookers. "You can't get in trouble for that," He whispered to try making it better and then he quickly released her.
"I pretty much got it from here," Blaze announced and Ethan gave him a small grateful smile. He really didn't want to have to help out. "Nice. We should definitely do that guitar lesson sometime soon. Maybe after tonight?" Ethan clapped Blaze on the shoulder in a friendly manner. Him and Blaze had always talked about having guitar lesson between the two of them, and Ethan figured it was about time he went through with it. Guitar was always a calming experiences and he'd need that after a day like this.
Brody watched on as he friends talked with unusual silence from the usual bubbly boy. He face was rather vacant with a slight frown. He had witnessed the moment between Lorelai and Ethan, his to best friends. It had been quick but he wasn't completely thick. He just couldn't understand why he felt like he had just been punched in the gut. "Come on, Brody!" Lorelai called and Brody looked at her blankly, what is it she wanted? Brody hadn't been paying attention, like he'd been watching what had been happening through muffled speakers. "We should get moving?"
Brody frowned and nodded slowly. Then he shook his head and gave her a forced grin, "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." He kicked the ground lightly and floated over to her, his arms outstretched for her to catch him.
Ethan watched his brother curious at how odd he was being and why he so clearly wasn't his buoyant self. He didn't ponder it for long as Lola herself turned up. Sometimes it really felt like Dezi and Lola were in a competition for who could win the title of Cirque de'La Rosa's Queen Bitch. He rolled his eyes at the chumps comments then looked on sympathetically as she teared Blaze apart for him sister not being there. Man was he glad Brody had chosen this day to be on time.