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Micel "Cloverdew Silversun" Tanil

"Greetings, my lovely cat food~"

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a character in “The Circus”, as played by Mashotu

Description

Micel Tanil
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Real Name:
Micel Nare Tanil

Stage Name:
Cloverdew Silversun

Age:
23

Role:
Lion tamer

Sexuality:
Bisexual





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Appearance:
Micel kind of changes up his look quite often. (As you can tell by the pictures). But one thing that never changes, is his white suit that he always wears for performing. Of course it's always clean.




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Likes:
~ His lions (Malu and Seneb)
~ Meat
~ Animals
~ Being free
~ Bright colors
~ Smiles

Dislikes:
~ Death
~ Fire
~ Discrimination
~ Stereotypes
~ Laws

Fears:
~ His lions attacking him
~ Death
~ Fire

Personality:
Micel is usually a happy person who adores animals. He is actually one to get along more with them than other people. People like to joke saying that he's not human. This kind of saddens Micel slightly 'cause it makes him feel shunned by his own kind. He makes up for this by trying to act nice to everyone he meets or knows. But he's never one to go out of his way to talk to someone else, he'd rather just stay with Malu and Seneb.




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History:
Micel grew up in the circus. He was actually meant be be a stilt walked but everyone quickly found out that he was great with animals. They had two young baby lion cubs that were going to be trained when he was ten. Micel found out quite quickly that he liked these cute little bundles of cuteness. Almost every day, carnies would find him sleeping in their cage at night. When the lions grew old enough to be trained, they refused to listen to their master. So he decided to bring Micel in. It was funny, 'cause the lions adored him and obeyed his right away. It was then that Micel started his apprenticeship as a lion tamer and it wasn't long until he took over the job. Malu and Seneb are pretty much his giant babies.




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Theme Song(s):
How to save a life by: The Fray

Other:
N/A

So begins...

Micel "Cloverdew Silversun" Tanil's Story

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Shiloh stood up from her crisscrossed position on the floor in her tent. Everyone in the circus had their own tent where they called home. Carnies slept, dressed, and basically did everything normal people would do in there tents. They even have this strict rule that carnies cannot enter other carnies rooms without being told they may enter. This rule is so strict for the fact that tents don't lock and don't have doors to knock on. Sure, they had trailers. But the trailers were used for the show girls to do their makeup and hair. Shiloh, being a clown, had to do her makeup herself in her tent. A mater of fact, everyone else, not counting the acrobat's who also use the trailers for makeup, had to do everything themselves.

Shiloh let out a sigh, not standing in the middle of her tent as she looked around. In one corner, she had a small sleeping spot. She didn't have a bed, but just a matric on the ground with an old heavy yet thin blanket and an old pillow. She didn't mind though, it was good enough for her and this is what happens in a low budget circus. When you join the circus, it's up to you to buy everything you need with the money you make. A lot of people even have to get a second job to pay for everything. Shiloh's one of those people. But, we'll get into that later. Looking around her room/tent some more, we have a clothes rack that holds just a few hangers to Shiloh's costume. She keeps the rest of her clothes in a suitcase on the ground next to it. On the other side of the tent, opposite her bed, is a mirror on a desk with all her stage makeup laid down on it. That's all she held in her little tent, thought, it wasn't so little as it was tall enough for Shiloh to stand up straight through most of it, but, on the other hand, Shlioh is a rather short girl.

Walking over to her rack, Shiloh carefully put on her clowns costume. She didn't have a normal clowns costume that you would think about when you hear clown. No, Shiloh's costume holds mostly black and white. A black suite a size big on her, a white dress shirt a size big on her, and an over-sized white bowtie. After she had this on, she went over to the mirror and did her hair first. Putting her bleached-blonde hair up into a Mohawk-like fashion. She then continues on to do her makeup. Being a clown, she's not suppose to show any of her actual skin color. So, she puts white face paint all over her face, ears, and neck, covering up all her normal pale skin color. She then takes her eye makeup after the paint is dried and darkens it around her eyes a bit. She continues with black face paint, going over where her eyebrows would be located. She finishes up her makeup by putting on bright red lipstick. Once that is finished, she puts on bright red gloves that fit her perfectly and bright red dress shoes a size big on her.

She looked at herself in the mirror and practiced her smile. Pinning it there, she headed out of her tent and to the front gateway into the circus. The gate way was large and a rusty red color. It had ribbons coming from the bottom of either side and going out to surround the circus. Once she got to the front gate, she picked up the flyers and waited as the new comers came in, handing each of them a flyer with a small settle smile pinned on her face.





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"Ba-da-da-da-da-da-ba-da-ba-da Ba-da-da-da-da-da-ba-da-ba-da ba-da-da-da ba-da-da-da ba-da-da ba-da-da ba-da-da-ba!" Ricket sing loudly in his tent to the music playing over the intercom. So what, it didn't have lyrics or any words what so ever, but he could still sing to it. Rickets tent was a mess. It had old alcohol bottles all over the place. He didn't even have a bed in there, just an old rotten recliner that he got when he joined the circus. That seems like such a long time ago. His tent was arranged in the same way Shiloh's was but with more of a messy way, and instead of having a stand with makeup he had his huge stilts with giant pants over them and giant shoes on the end. He got dressed in his outfit, putting on smaller versions of the shoes and pants on himself, then dragged them outside.

Being a stilt walker and having the tall stilts, he couldn't get them on himself. So, off he went to go find Shiloh, his little helper. He found her already greeting Wanna-Be's into the gate and gave a big smile. "Why, hello, youngens! I'm Ricket, that there's Shiloh!" He said loudly and excitedly then glanced at Shiloh, who didn't say a word. "She's a quiet clown, so she wont talk while in costume. But, out of costume she'll talk more, don't worry!" He said, his Irish accent coming out some as he said so. "Shiloh, give a mate a hand, will you?" He said, large smile still illumining his face. Shiloh nodded and went to help her fellow carny up onto his legs.

Once Ricket was up, he nodded down at her, tipping his hat to her slightly, then waved to the Wanna-Be's. "Come on, now. You don't want to be late to the big top, now do you?" He said and lead the way to the big top. Once there, he reached over and held the tent open as he waited for everyone to go inside before stepping in himself. All about the large tent was little groups of the carnies all talking among themselves. Some had the animals by them and some just had themselves. After a moment, Rocky came up and stood beside Ricket in his little matching doggy vest. He knew while he stood there that today was going to be a fun day as they offered there home to the Wanna-Be's to join.

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Micel had been dressed and ready for over an hour at this point in time. The problem was... That his lions, Malu and Seneb, were being a bit... Stubborn. It had taken him around 10 minutes to even get Malu to respond to him, and when he tried to feed them, Seneb kept stealing Malu's food making him quite grumpy.

"Come on you guys. We have to be ready soon!" Micel said to both lions before turning to Seneb, "And I will not trust myself putting my head in Malu's mouth when you're stealing all his food, Seneb."

He motioned for the elder lion (Seneb) to stay put while he threw Malu another hunk of raw meat. The younger lion caught it happily. "Good boy!" Micel cooed. Finally, his lions were working with him. After the beasts were fed, Micel decided to pamper them. He gave them both belly rubs and brushed their manes and coats. He always found it funny how they slightly acted like dogs when they did this, but he also found it adorable. He loved these lions. They were his babies that he'd raised since they were mere cubs.

"Malu? How's your paw today?" Micel asked, raising his own hand to show the lion he wanted him to lift his own. The lion lifted it and placed it in Micel's other hand. The poor beast had stepped on a thorn bush the other day when he had taken him out for their daily walk. He inspected the padding and dubbed it good enough. It seemed he'd be able to perform that night.

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Micel didn't know what happened. One minute the lions were fine, and the next Seneb bit Malu's ear and they started to play. This was normal with these two. But what wasn't normal was when they actually started to get mad at each other.
Micel tried to calm them, and when they wouldn't listen he got frustrated. "Come on you guys! You aren't cubs anymore!" He yelled at them. They only ignored him.

Now's here where the problem was. Micel had let his lions out of the cage to work with them and was in a big enough tent to do so. But someone must have opened the tent flap slightly 'cause when Malu decided to fight back he pissed of Seneb. This scared the poor beast and he bolted, Seneb on his heels.

"Son of a...!" Micel started, cutting himself off as she chased after the two. It wasn't long until he saw the lions running straight for Ricket, not noticing that the man was even there it seemed.
"Ricket! Look out!" Micel warned, trying to catching up with his lions, "Malu! Seneb! Stop!"
All the carnies knew that neither of the lions would attack you if you didn't pester them, but that didn't stop the giant cats who seem to think they were still cubs from running into things and/or people.

((OOC: Ricket. I don't know where you are. But those lions found you o.o))

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Ricket was doing his rounds, making his way around to give a quick hi-de-ho to everyone when he heard someone call his name. He looked over to see Cloverdew chasing Malu and Seneb. He just kind of eyed the two running lions and noticed they were heading right to him. With a swift movement of his stilt, Ricket dodged the first one. But then Seneb bumped right into the other, sending Ricket falling to the ground of the big top. It was a loud fall, let me tell you. He let out a "whoa!" As he fell to the ground with a crash, dirt from the ground of the tent bursting up into the air.

Ricket could have swore he was out for a while. But, no, he wasn't. He opened his eyes and was laying on his back. He looked up into a large cloud of smoke. After a moment, he started coughing from all the smoke and dust now floating in a big cloud in the Big Top tent. He scrambled out of his extension of legs and was standing. In the process of falling, he lost his hat and his glasses. Now standing, Ricket continued to cough until some of the dust settled back onto the ground. Once he could see everyone again through the dusty smoke, he put his hands up in the air as he yelled to them. "I'm alright, everyone! I'm just fine!" He said before coughing a little bit more. He decided he was done with stilts for the day so he walked over and pulled them over to the side of the tent. He then looked over at the lions and Cloverdew. "Ya rascals! Ya could've gotten me seriously hurt!" He tried to scold the loins, but, being Ricket, he just couldn't help but smile at the two.

Ricket then sat on the ground, still in his costume minus his extended legs, and looked around. He saw Shiloh off sitting on one of the benches as usual, just looking around with a neutral look on her face. He shook his head slightly and looked back over at Cloverdew. "Cloverdew, lad, what happened?! Yee not listenin' to ya today?" He asked, smile on his face and without his hat or sunglasses and dust all over him.

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Seneb had run into the stilt he tripped over his a stumbled, falling flat on his face. Of course he was fine, so all he did paw at his sore nose. Once Malu realize Seneb was no longer chasing him, he stopped. He noticed the fallen stilt-man and went over to him. And being the giant sweet heart he is, decided to nuzzle his head into one of Ricket's hands as if asking if he was okay.

"I am so sorry!" Micel said, looking over at his lions, "Seneb started to bully Malu, Malu got scared and ran, and... Yeah... They didn't want to listen..."
He was embarrassed for his lions. 'cause he knew they didn't think/know that they did anything wrong, but he knew that he could get yelled at for this. Seneb, knowing he was probably in trouble from the looks his master was giving him, went up to Micel and started to rub up against him.

"Well... At least Malu is sorry..." Micel tried, hoping that Seneb would go and say sorry as well, "You're not hurt anywhere are you, Ricket?"

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Character Portrait: Damia Astre Character Portrait: Lyfe Character Portrait: Moses "Ghost" Hannibal Grant Character Portrait: Ricket Character Portrait: Micel "Cloverdew Silversun" Tanil
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ImageAs he sat there he noticed Damia walk in with Ceil and Feral, Such lovely animals. He noticed her wave in his direction and not sure who it was to he gave a small wave back. As she came near he witnessed Ceil jump on to Lyfe and Feral start coming towards him. Jumping from the ground he had a stance waiting for the large animal to charge. He wasn't afraid knowing Feral was friendly. When the creature reached him she stood on her back legs, . "Claws in! Feral do not scratch that man!" Feral grunted as if she were talking back to Damia and ended up hugging him and giving him a wet sloppy kiss across the face. "Mon genre préféré de baiser!" He started to rub quickly across the big cats head before Damia pulled her away. ""Nous avons dépassé cela! Vous ne pouvez pas l'embrasser!" Ghost couldn't help but laugh at the situation, maybe he didn't need to be alone, just a good laugh from an unexpected tiger. ""Non, non, non! Il me baiser est très bien, pas besoin de gronder!" Using his hand he tried to wipe away as much tiger salvia away as he could why he continued in his now jolly type mood. "Sorry Lyfe, Ghost." The apology was so not need, he was actually white happy it happened. The situation had helped him clear his mind if his mixed emotions.

"Malu! Seneb! Stop!" Looking towards the voice he noticed Clover's lions going after Ricket, More feline trouble. As he laughter got a little louder than wanted he put his hand over his mouth, What a day. "I guess it could have been worse. They could have tackled you." Ghost nodded his head in agreeing, "Feral could have decided to tear me to shreds!" He joked of course, if needed he could have killed the tiger simply with his strength, but it wasn't something he had ever planned on doing. It just seemed like the cats were over joyed today, maybe because their was new blood floating around they didn't know. They seemed to have calmed down, but without warning he watched one race off towards the direction of Florence.

With a breath his mood swiftly changed back to it's frustration. With a shake of his head he took his seat back against the wall to watch the lighthearted chaos that was going on around them. At least the feeling left for a small amount of time. Playing with his hair again he looked up to she Damia approaching. With her kneeling down in front of her she spoke, "Are you okay?" With a half smile he nodded for a yes. "Just a little confused today." He didn't know how to explain the confusion he felt was it a small amount of jealousy that someone talked to Lyfe? "No need to fret." It made him feel better that she cared though, it reminded him that the circus was his family and he might not be with them all the time he was never truly alone. Glancing up at Lyfe he quickly looked back to Damia so no one would notice and all it took to make him smile was glancing at Lyfe, "I'm perfectly fine, Damia, thank you for caring." With her talking to him he dropped his hand to his side with the feeling of a small amount of relief.

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Character Portrait: Damia Astre Character Portrait: Lyfe Character Portrait: Moses "Ghost" Hannibal Grant Character Portrait: Alania "Risque" Silverkin Character Portrait: Ricket Character Portrait: Micel "Cloverdew Silversun" Tanil
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In mid-sentence, Lyfe felt the soft fur on his cheek and the weight on his shoulder before he saw the feline's tail flash before his eyes. "The animals seem to adore me today," he mused, allowing the cub to lick his nose, lovingly. "So cute," he chuckled. He didn't mind that Ceil wanted his attention. He glanced at Damia, giving the young woman a short shrug in a nonchalant fashion. "No need to be sorry, love. They're precious." Being the ringmaster, Lyfe was used to the various animals showing him affection, however seeing the lions roaming about did take him aback. "Now that," he sighed. "Is unacceptable."

He flicked his gaze to Risque, "I'd be glad to help, we can practice later...without the fire, of course." He quirked a brow at her before he extended his arm to her, pulling up his sleeve, revealing his naturally tanned skin. "I have to see a fellow about two lions, so I'd prefer if you attempt to make haste, please." He looked down at Ghost after she finished marking his flesh, feeling a bit guilty for excluding him. "You and I will have a drink together, mate, but I must do something about these lions, at the moment." He made his way to Cloverdew, ready to bring the chaos down to a minimum. "Clover," he said once he found the lad. "Please try to control the lions. I don't want to frighten the new recruits away. I need them back in their cages." He glanced down at Ricket, a small smile playing on his face. "You okay down there, mate?"

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Before Ricket had a chance to speak there was shuffling behind him.
"Clover," Micel heard a voice say before turning around to see the ringmaster, "Please try to control the lions. I don't want to frighten the new recruits away. I need them back in their cages."

Micel bowed his head, "I'm sorry ringmaster. Seneb scared Malu and started to chase them. Someone must have opened the tent flap 'cause I was sure I closed it."
He glanced at Seneb who was previously rubbing up against him. The big lion cocked its head before sniffing at the ring master. He then nuzzled the man happily. Why were both his lions so joyful around people today? Maybe he should bring them out more.
"But it seems Seneb likes you~" Micel said, smiling at Lyfe.

Now Micel kinda felt bad. They didn't want to go in their cages. They wanted to play like the giant puppies they were at heart.
"Come here, Seneb. Don't make him angry." Micel warned the beast, tapping his leg. Seneb came back, but stared at Malu who was still snuggling up to Ricket.

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Lyfe couldn't stop the easy-going grin that crept onto his face when Seneb nuzzled him. He found it too adorable to resist the urge to hug the beast. He settled for patting him on the head and kissing his forehead before Cloverdew took him away. "Look," he sighed, not wanting to be the one to put his foot down. In truth, he loved the animals and didn't like that they had to be cooped up in cages, and normally, this wouldn't bother him, but they had guests and those guest didn't know the lions like he did. "I don't want to lock them in the cages, but they'll scare away the people. I love them just as much as you do, Clover, I really do, but today is not a good day for them to behave like this." He walked over to Seneb, ruffling his mane with a fond grin on his face. "I'll try to compromise. How about we keep them in for today, but tomorrow, I'll try to warm the recruits up to them, so that they can roam free more often. That sound good. I'd hate for these guys to be cooped up forever."

He looked at Cloverdew with his usual charming grin, hoping that this proposal will be best for the recruits and the lions.

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"Look, I don't want to lock them in the cages, but they'll scare away the people. I love them just as much as you do, Clover, I really do, but today is not a good day for them to behave like this." Lyfe had said. Yeah, Micel understood.

The ringmaster ruffled Seneb's mane, "I'll try to compromise. How about we keep them in for today, but tomorrow, I'll try to warm the recruits up to them, so that they can roam free more often. That sound good. I'd hate for these guys to be cooped up forever."

This caused Micel to grin happily. Usually he always had to keep Seneb and Malu in 'cause they were lions and people didn't feel like being eaten any time soon.

"Oh~ Thank you so much!" Micel said, bouncing happily on the balls of his feet, "Maybe now Seneb can actually learn to like people other than me! And it seems, you."
He was excited that people could finally learn they weren't terrible beasts.

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Character Portrait: Jennie Character Portrait: Amelia "Florence" Luna Greyhe Character Portrait: Damia Astre Character Portrait: Lyfe Character Portrait: Moses "Ghost" Hannibal Grant Character Portrait: Katrine 'Kat' Cohen
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Smiles was late. He cursed as he crashed out of his tent trying in vain to tie his shoe as he did. He gave two hops before he fell face first into the ground and groaned as he got back up and dusted himself off. Taking a deep breath he opted for tying his dress shoes before seriously damaging any body parts that he'd prefer to keep. He checked to make sure that his dark faded jeans, dark purple vest and crisp white button down shirt weren't ruined and that his fedora- which matched his vest- was still atop his head. Once that was done he speed walked down to the Big Top. He passed the gates and wondered how many new people had come for a chance at the circus life and how many would actually stay. He remembered when he'd been in their position and the many people that had come that day to join. Slowly many of those people had left or quit because they couldn't handle or didn't want to live it out as the carnies did. Smiles was glad he had a strong determination or he'd never have known the joys of being a carnie. He didn't have an act or anything of the sort. He was a simple concessionaire but he was treated pretty equally to the others and for that he was truly grateful.

Opening the flaps of the Big Top he grinned as he spotted many of them already inside. Great going Smiles, now everyone knows you're late, he chastised himself in his head. He spotted Lyfe and gave him an apologetic look before placing both hands in a pleading position and bowed his head regretfully. He hated disappointing his boss. Actually, he hated disappointing anyone really. Looking back up he noticed the newbies and sauntered over with his usual charming smile and waved dramatically. "Hello there newcomers! I am the wonderful and magnificent Smiles," he greeted, bowing in a ridiculous but oddly charming way that only Smiles could ever pull off before continuing on, "I hope to see more of you in the coming days, yes?" He turned to Shiloh, gave her a friendly two finger wave greeting before heading to the side and sat at the stands.

Smiles was still tired oddly enough. His part time job required him to wake up at an ungodly hour in the morning but he needed all the extra money he could get. None of his fellow carnies really knew it but he worked part time for an old lady, helping her sew and mend clothes and costumes. He felt no shame in the trade and wouldn't give a flying rats arse if the others knew but since they hadn't asked he'd never said. He liked helping the sweet old lady out, and in the long run he knew how to fix any torn clothes or costumes. Very helpful if such a situation came up here at the circus. Heck, the old lady he worked for had even taught him how to make a few clothes and was still in the process of said teaching. Pretty soon he wouldn't have to go to stores to buy his clothes. He'd simply buy a bunch of fabric, needles and thread and he'd make himself a whole batch of clothing. Very useful indeed. He lets his dark brown eyes glance at everyone slowly and he smiles softly. This was his family. "And its about to get just a bit bigger..." he murmured to himself as he finally settled his sights on the newbies.

Before long, Lyfe enters center stage and Smiles listens attentively as their Ring Master gives his speech.





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Tomo was currently standing at the other side of the street of the gates looking very much like a stalker. A very hot stalker, she amended in her head smirking as she looked down at her choice of clothing. She'd chosen to go with an off the shoulder skull tee, some black short shorts, awesome fishnet stockings (one of many that she owned) and black boots that reached just below her knees. She'd added small black leather bracelets here and there just so she wouldn't feel so plain but then again Tomo was one of few people who could ever really look plain even on off days. Her friend Molly had helped her fashion her hair into a mohawk style that didn't require her to cut off any of her hair whatsoever.

She smiled as she thought of her best friend. Molly was the complete opposite of her; she was shy, a bit nerdy and all around cute! Though she looked like a kid, Molly was actually two years older than Tomo and liked to remind her of it every chance she got. Tomo had been living with Molly for a little over a year ever since she'd left her parents home. Tyler, Molly's boyfriend, was also one of Tomo's closest friend and was also on the baby faced side. People still wondered why such sweet faced people would still be friends with a daredevil like Tomo. She knew they made an odd little trio but she loved them dearly because they didn't judge her and accepted her for who she was. 'Course, that didn't stop them from having their arguments now and then BUT that's what friendship was all about. Sticking together through the good and bad.

Enough with the mindless reminiscent memories. Get your ass over there, she commanded herself as she snapped back to reality. She adjusted her large spiked messenger bag on her shoulder before she strutted across the street and took a flyer from the female clown with a grateful smile. Once they'd gathered quite a few people she followed them into what they reffered to as the "Big Top". Many of the Carnies introduced themselves and Tomo couldn't help but eye them up. Attractive lot, that they were. Tomo grinned mischievously at the rated r thoughts running through her head before she shook herself free of them. Down Tomo, down. She stayed oddly silent throughout the whole thing, even when there was a commotion with the animals and Ricket, very odd behaviour for Tomo herself since half the time even her friends couldn't get her to shut up. But Tomo figured that this was a whole new world she was coming into. A whole new set of rules to take in mind. Though she was for the most part a rebellious girl Tomo still held her parents upbringing in her genes. She could be decent, even normal, if she allowed herself to be. This was one such occasion. She hungrily took in her surrounding and the people around her and wondered only for a second if she was doing the right thing. But only for a second. The way that her heart beat against her chest and the rush she was getting just standing there was all the answer she needed. As the Ring Master walked to the center of the stage Tomo stilled and listened to his speech. A thrill went down her back and she grinned.