Avalin Seranu
Avalin’s head suddenly tilted up as she heard the scrabble, only to see the male launching backwards. It surprised her, and she ended up attempting to jump back but instead tripped over some unseen board and fell to the ground in a sitting position. She looked dazed for a split second before she glanced back up to look at the boy in the cage. “Ow.” She spoke in a breath, rubbing the back of her head with a sheepish grin.
"What're you looking at, doll?" The boy’s tone merely made her blink, though she didn’t really comment on it. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes scanning over his face. Luckily, there weren’t many people within the tent at that moment, but those that were sent her odd glances and scowls. She looked up, momentarily distracted by the new attention she had managed to grab. She completely forgot to answer him, and a grin was on her face as she was suddenly swept up in thought- considering this to be a fairly dramatic and excellent addition to the chapter she’d get to writing to.
"Well?” Ava’s attention was only recaptured when he shifted his position, however she didn’t fully comprehend what he was saying- she was so distracted by his physical appearance and how his wings would shift whenever he moved. "Is there nobody home in there?" Lynn finally blinked off her daze to focus on what he was saying. Another sheepish smile scribbled itself across her features, and she gave a indifferent shrug. “More like too many up here.” She tapped her head with an index finger before dropping her hands to her lap; She still hadn’t moved from her fallen position. She was completely unfazed by his otherwise harsh remarks, and she just shot him a silly grin.
"Butt me or dry up." Once more the girl blinked before suddenly patting her pockets in search for some cigarettes. “You know, I’m not much of a smoker, but my mom is, so she always makes me go out and get her some.” She produced one of them from the pack and held it out for him to take. Yep, she was definitely going to make him come over and take it from her. “I don’t know how you’re going to smoke that without a lighter. Assuming, of course, that they don’t allow you to have a fire starter.” A teasing look of playfulness lit up her features before she continued. “You know, your wings are really nifty, though they could probably do with a good preen. You look a bit like a ragamuffin.” The girl had really just simply spaced on the need to actually go watch the acts perform- she was obviously enthralled with the mutant before her.