Alynna "Risque" Silverkin's Story

Leo. Julius huffed slightly at the use of his nickname as he walked away, a pout briefly present on his face before it disappeared into his default relaxed expression. Allyana just had to have the last word, didn't she(this was, of course, ignoring the fact that he'd tried so desperately to get in the last word this morning)? Derrick was light on his shoulder, not much of a nuisance for the lion tamer to cart around. Well, at least after he'd stopped his feeble struggling and accepted the fact that, yes, he was catching a ride on the Julius train.

"Considering you're the reason my pants are wet right now, your sassy pants can deal with it," He retorted, but in a good natured way, adjusting Derrick into a better position over his shoulder. There was, luckily enough, no one outside right now, or at least in the general vicinity. Well, it may not have been lucky for other people because they must have been quite an amusing sight, the soaked lion tamer carrying around the almost equally soaked at this point young snake charmer. Still, the scene- albeit normally without either of them wet- had become a sadly almost frequent sight since Derrick had joined Cirque du Soir. It had all begun on one of those early days in his career as a snake tamer when Derrick had found himself embroiled in a fight with a fellow circus member- Julius had never learned what had started the fight and, honestly, didn't care to- that was flirting dangerously close to becoming physical when the lion tamer had simply picked him up and carried him off. Oh, Derrick had whined at first, had demanded to be put down, but, really, it was his own fault. It wasn't like Julius liked doing it just because it was fun and slightly hilarious- okay, that was partially it, but Derrick didn't really need to know that.

"You should be afraid. I probably taste awful," He hummed, shivering involuntarily when Derrick's breath ghosted across his neck and then again when his fangs lightly scraped the skin. It was easy to forget that he had those because, honestly, at this point in their odd friendship, so much more stood out about Derrick than just fangs or his ever present eyepatch(then again, after joining the circus, he'd met plenty of people with eyepatches Brink included). It was funny that, despite growing up where "normals" were, pardon the pun, strictly the norm, he'd found himself easily integrated into the circus were so-called freaks and normals cohabited without issue. That was probably because, he often admitted to himself, he was pretty strange himself.

The caravan was a welcome sight as he let Derrick wiggle safely out of his arms and followed him inside. He gave a little smile when Derrick flopped onto his bed, effectively messing up the made-up blankets, and made himself at home. Putting his dirty clothes on a little countertop to be dealt with later, he began going through his cupboards, picking out fresh and, thankfully, dry clothes. The request for a shirt did throw him for a bit of a loop, the image of Derrick practically dwarfed by one of his button-ups bringing barely suppressed laughter to his lips. The mention of how long it took Derrick to get dressed was too much and the laughter finally escaped his lips. Anyone who complained about their wife or sister taking too long to get dressed had obviously never had to wait on the young snake tamer.

"I'll see what I can find you," he promised before going back to rummaging through shelves until he found what he was looking for. It was, quelle surprise, one of his button-ups from a few years ago, a royal purple color that he hadn't had a chance to wear very often until, before he knew it, he'd outgrown it. It would still probably be a bit big on Derrick, but it was better than nothing, and in relatively good condition.

"Here we are," He said, holding it up triumphantly before passing it over to the boy occupying his bed. "I'll just be a minute, yeah?" With that, he slipped away to one of the corners to change. There wasn't much privacy, per say, in any of the caravans, but the propriety that had been drilled into his brain from day one up to year twelve had left its mark, demanding he at least make an attempt not to accidentally become an exhibitionist.

As promised, it didn't take more than a moment to change out of his soaking wet clothes and into dry replacements. He ran a hand through his tangle of curls, still damp after his little dip in the lake.

"Ready to go grab some breakfast?" His stomach rumbled in agreement with the sentiment.

A soft moan escaped Stella's lips as her eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room. Waking up had always been a dread for the teenager, especially when she barely received any, like last night. She had had worse nights where she gotten none at all, and was barely able to stay awake while preforming. Gladly, she knew today wasn't one of those day. The thought of preforming caused Stella to jolt from her bed. Had the show already started? She was unaware of the time, and this made her skittish. Quickly throwing her normal attire on,-a tank top and a pair of leggings-she groped about for her hairbrush. The small, worn out brush glided through the upper half of her hair, but then refused to move through her knots. The bristles caught between the dead ends of white, tangled hair. Sighing, she took the ponytail on her wrist and wrapped it around her hair twice, creating a messy high ponytail. She'd deal with her hair right before the show.

By the time Stell had exited her sleeping area, she had been up for only a few minutes. The grogginess of sleeping had completely subsided, and her body was now alert. Her stomach seemed to be more alert than any part of her, considering its extremely loud and unnecessary grumbling. Placing her bony fingers on her abdomen, she made her way to the kitchen. Scents of breakfast wafted through the air, causing her mouth to water. Finally, when Stella had reached the caravan, she entered with a hop to her step. To the others, this was normal. From her third day here, Stella had always been so happy and upbeat, even though she felt like she was always dying. Over the years the dying feeling had diminished, and she was thankful.

As she neared the others already in there, she smiled. The company of others always made her happy. She would eventually greet them, but not before she got her food. Grabbing a plate, Stella piled on eggs and a few pieces of bacon, never forgetting about her daily pear. Then, when she had gotten all her needed items, she seated herself. Once she scanned the faces and saw who was in the room, her smile grew. "Hey guys," she greeted. It seemed as if others were having their own conversations, and Stella didn't mind not being talked to. As long as she said hello to everyone and wasn't alone, she was a-okay.

Brink Orpheus

Brink was eating when suddenly Alice plopped next to him and stretched. He blinked. "Umm... Alice?" He raised his eye brow un-sure what to do with her. Suddenly can go eat another purring fuzzy creature showed up this time claiming his shoulder. Brink smiled gently for once and pet the small fur ball on his shoulder. What could he say... Brink had always had a soft spot for anything small and cute... It was a horrible weakness.

Brink blinked when Alynna ran into him and dropped her cloak. "Here." He picked up the cloak and gave it to her silently. "Yes your outfit suit's you quite well for your show." Brink's voice did not hold much emotion then again it never did. Or not around people he wasn't yet accustom to. Picking up the feline off of his shoulder Brink nuzzled and pet it holding it in his arms tightly hiding his gleeful smile.

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Nixie Blue

Nixie had run out of the tent and was now heading toward the bird caravan. The birds did indeed have there own caravan as they had birds of all kind. Many of which were attracted to her, hence why she was one of the few people who actually cleaned there cages and let them out for there flight. Nixie jogged over to the caravan and pulled off the caravan's movable wall revealing all the cages there doors were open so the bird's could fly out. Nixie pulled open the first cage door most of the birds flew out but a few of them jumped onto her shoulder and head and cooed before calming down.

Alice stood up from her spot and looked away, embarrassed of her behavior. "I'm sorry! I'm just embracing my catness..." She looked over at Alynna and waved happily. "Risque, that looks like a really cute outfit there!" She couldn't help but feel so happy and energized. "Hey Mosh!" Alice said, looking at the furry animal. "Let's play today! I wanna have fun!"

Alice starting rolling onto her back and began to paw at the cuter feline. 'He's so cute!'

(OOC: Sorry for the short post, I had to go for study hall...)

Mia & Maya each took a separate plate; Maya opting for an orange and apple while Mia piled her plate high, taking as much as possible without it all falling off.
The only problem Mia & Maya never faced was loneliness, always being with someone, if anything they wished that they could be on their own every once and a while - Or at least Maya did.

Taking their seat on the large, oak table Mia greeted everyone warmly while Maya watched a small ant, making its way slowly along the chair next to her, pulling out a small pocket knife she cuts a pea-sized chunk of apple from her fruit.
placing it on the seat, she marveled as the tiny ant scurried over and managed to pick up the little piece that, while still small, was the big than the size of the ant's body.
Smiling, Maya thought about how amazing it was that an ant could do such things.

"Hey guys" Maya looks up from her new friend and smiles at the contortionist while whispering a faint "Hello." Going back to taking nibbles out of her apple - She never was hungry in the mornings.

Mia grinned widely as she greeted the others, greeting them all as a whole and starting on her breakfast - She was starving
Taking a quick glance over at her twins meal, she sighs when she notices the two measly fruits, her sister never ate hardly anything.
Shrugging, Mia turns back to the group and then remembers that they still need to get into their costume to see if they fit properly- after seeing Alynna in hers.

Hearing Synthia's proposal she'd grin, of course she'd love to do it! That is would Brink let her...? "Syn, sure! I'd love to be a part of your act" She'd pause and chuckle, "They don't call me Risque for nothin do they?" Thinking back on getting the 'boss's' permission she'd look down at Brink and add on, "Unless Brink would have a problem with us preforming together." She'd giggle and examine the girl fully. Certainly she was shy, but she didn't seem to act like it when she was in front of the crowd. Cracking her back a bit she'd adjust her corset. It seemed as if Brink weren’t really interested, his voice didn't show it. But then again that was Brink for you, showing little emotion in his voice. Her eyes would shift back over him and fully examine him. His Ebony black eyes would attract and make any girl fawn and melt over him? How come she didn't? Maybe because he was too different for her? Or were they similar in some ways? They both seemed to care about the small animals, but... there was something different about him, she didn't understand... why he seemed to put off a cold vibe. Shaking her train of thought she'd look back at everyone giving them a warm smile. "Let's have a grand show... whataya say?" She'd ask everyone shifting in her outfit, glad that Brink had given her the cloak back. Gently taking it out of his hand's she'd wrap it around her shoulders once more, making sure it was secure and wouldn't fall off once more.



Meowing he'd paw at Alice, of course he wanted to play, but right at the moment he liked the attention he was getting from Brink. looking up at him with his bright blue tiger eyes he'd lick the man's cheek. His tail flicking left and right, noticing the small smile he had on his face. It was rare for Moshe to see Brink smile, and he thought Brink looked sorta cute with the grin. Carefully he placed his paw upon the man's cheek and reached up to nuzzle his nose. Purring rumbling deep within Moshe's chest, made him feel pretty proud of himself. He'd look back at Alynna, and give a mental chuckle, She was daring, and her performance tonight would be amazing...he just knew of it. Now if only he could be the dangerous panther being tamed by Julius tonight, everything would be set. He'd be in the spotlight with Julius, and not in the background with Alynna. Not that he didn't mind being with Alynna in her performances, but he wanted to be in the spotlight... once... just once. Turning his attention back on Brink he'd snuggle close to the man's chest and close his eyes, glad that he was getting all the attention in the world.

Brink Orpheus

Brink was holding Moshe close and petting him loosing his interest in those around him. He faintly registered Alynna and Synthia's question. Blinking he looked back up his face going back to it's neutral expression his dark eye staring at Alynna. "Sure... Just as I said before... Don't get hurt." Brink closed his eye's for a moment trying to resist the urge to touch his eye-patch at the memories. "Also make sure that you taking on all of this won't wear you out... Nothing is worse then me having to see friends so worn out... Besides were here for a few days..." Brink picked up a piece of bacon and ate it enjoying the food his cousin had cooked.

Brink went back to holding and petting Moshe holding the cute purring ball of fur carefully and gently to his chest. This would surprise most as Brink was normally seen lugging around crates. His gruffness did not help. Brink smirked and his eyes warmed as he dangled and wiggled his fingers up and above the feline to amuse him. "Kitty..." Brink's voice slipped and instead of coming out in it's normal emotionless tone it was softer and actually held some form of emotion though Brink was sure Nixie would just pop out of the woodwork to point it out and embarrass him she was indeed gone and out of sight. Much to Brink's relief...

Stella had been fully absorbed in her food when the conjoined twins sat themselves at the table. The change caused the elastic girl to look up, and smile when Maya, the shyer of the two, greeted her back. Her voice was almost inaudible, but Stella managed to catch what she had said. To be quite frank, Stella had always been a tad envious of Maya. Her calm, shy demeanor was somewhat cute, like that of a scared puppy's. Of course, that was as far as the paper thin girl would go on about others. She was indeed entitled to her opinions, but she never dared to share them. Around the circus, she was known as friendly and upbeat, not judgmental and such. Judging physical appearances was something she would never dare to utter. Considering what she looked like, she had no room to talk.

When her eyes landed back on her half-eaten meal, Stella quickly finished what remained of the fluffy eggs. After, she went onto her bacon, which seemed to melt under her tongue. Alynna's voice seemed to snap Stella out of her thoughts, even though she wasn't thinking of anything. Normally her mind raced, and it was hard for her to concentrate on a specific topic. This time, her mind was placid. The girl had been talking to Brink, but Stella had to listen in. Besides the two of them talking, only attempts of small talk seemed to be thrown around. When Alynna finished speaking, Brink returned an answer, one that Stella figured would make Alynna happy based on the male's response. From what she heard, she knew it was about the performances. Stella stuck to the same routine for the most part, only throwing in a few new things every once and a while. The little change of her rote created no need to talk to Brink, and no need for people to ask if her routine was any different than the last one she had done.

Every piece of fruit to be consumed by the female had to be thoroughly wiped on her shirt. Even if the food had been washed, cleaned, and wiped, Stella had to take it upon herself to re-clean it. Bizarre things began to cross the teenager's mind. Some of them even caused her to shudder, and her fingers to twitch. What had made those thoughts occur was a mystery, one that Stella wouldn't want to solve. Maybe she was still hungry, due to the fact she had the bare minimum of food the previous day. When she was satisfied with her pear, she bit into it. The sweet juices slid down her throat, filing her hunger needs completely.

Risque:

Glad that Brink had allowed her to join in the performance she'd give him a relieved hug, planing a kiss on his cheek. "You know, you are the best boss ever!" She'd squeal, very unlikely for her to do, but hey, she was happy... and she was seeing a side that she never really saw from Brink before, his tender side. Keeping really close to him she'd breathe under her breath, whispering in his ear, "How about we go grab a bite to eat in town after the performance?" Her green eyes looked up when she saw Julius enter the caravan. Standing up straight she'd cross her arms and shake her head,"Well... seems you finally made it... Leo." She'd say smirking under her breath, before turning on her heel, after grabbing an apple of course. "See ya around Brink...." She'd say giving a casual wave, not even waiting for Brink to give her an answer. Her blue hair would flow with the breeze from the door, making it look like a wild sea churning.


Moshe:

Meowing he'd continue nuzzling Brink until he heard Alynna's words. His eyes would be on hers the whole time she talked to him. Why does she think that Brink would do something like that? He'd think to himself before leaping down from Brinks grip and transforming into his form. His black tail twitched as he continued watching her retreating figure, "So Alice, wanna go play now?" He'd say with a chuckle, his green eyes glowing with anticipation. He was in a playful mood now that he had gotten his attention.

Brink Orpheus

Brink froze when Alynna got close to him. Brink did NOT like people accept a few close to him. He stayed still until she left and he awkwardly shivered. Nixie had probably done this... He was not sure how but some-way that feather headed sweet heart had planned this. He hugged Moshe close until he lept from his arms and promptly turned into well... Moshe. Brink stared and felt his cheeks heat up. Yup Nixie had probably done this. Awkwardly Brink's face turned bright red and he lowered his gaze out of sight hiding it well under his hair before he slipped out of his tent and tracked down his cousin.

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Nixie Blue

Nixie was done with the birds and was now carrying a crate way to big for her weak upper body. She was struggling wondering that in the name of Egypt was in the darn thing when she felt Brink barge into her sending her flying to the ground the box flying into the air before it crashed on one of her head wings. Immediately Nixie froze so as not to move the wing and hurt it further of course this was difficult with a demonic box of evil-ness crushing her head! (Or part of it). As soon as Brink lifted his eyes and actually saw Nixie he dropped his cold act and went full on panic mod. Freaking out he picked up and tossed the box aside like it was a feather before scooping up his cousin and rushing her to there caravan.

Nixie had no idea how long she sat there while Brink checked and re-checked her wings only to come to the same conclusion 4 times. It was sprained. Curling the injured wing closer to her head Nixie hugged herself upset. It took a little while after that for Brink to interview his cousin about everything from the accursed box to Moshe and Alynna. When Nixie finally finished explaining the pair decided to go back to the main tent where everyone would still be eating.

~ . ~

Brink Orpheus

After rounding up his cousin Brink awkwardly agreed to return to the tent. But he pulled out his hair this time allowing his odd not long not short gold hair to fall over his shoulder he also pulled out a few piercings, and dare I say it wore a very loose sweater that exposed his shoulder, he had decided today was to stressful for him to look like the punk that crawled out from under a rock. Nixie walked back with Brink to the main tent while she continued to fold out only to wince and re-fold her injured head wing. Much to Brink's guilt.

When they arrived Brink spotted Derrick by Julius. He realized only then he'd not asked the young boy what he would be performing that night and if he needed anything. Awkwardly Brink walked over to Derrick and poked the younger boy's shoulder. "Hey Derrick." Brink looked and gave a rare genuine smile. The boy was so small he could not help but be kind and calm around him. "I feel ashamed to admit it but with all the stress today I nearly forgot to ask about your ask... I feel ashamed I adore you performance so... I must ask... Is there anything you need?" Brink could feel eyes on him scanning the rare sight of his loose hair relaxed clothes and his gentle voice. And Brink resented the attention... He almost pleaded for people to draw there eye's over to Nixie who was asking who wanted a re-heated breakfast and fussing over how everyone needed to eat more...

((OOC: SORRY FOR THE LONG POST... I had to send Brink on a rescue mission to drag Nixie from whatever writing rut id plopped her in xD the box was the only darn thing that came to mind... Probably because I large crate fell on me today crushing my nose a little xD WOOT INSPIRATION ))

Synthia looked at Brink as a grin displayed itself on her face, she was so happy that they both allowed it nodding "I will go practice extra hard after I am finished eating. I promise Aly wont get hurt" she wondered where the Aly came from but it seemed to fit perfectly in the sentence well, repeating it in her head. She liked the ring of Aly so every now and than it might slip out of her lips, if Alynna was okay with that fact of course. Wipeing the jiuce from the apple off her chin. As Aly put her cloak back on she looked down at her apple and took a few more bites finishing, right before she finished her apple and threw the core in a trash can. Noticing Julius walk in with Derrick she smiled at both of them, happiness was clear in her eyes and her features "good morning you two, how was your guy's sleep?". Watching Alynna leave, latter on she would need her height and and a outline of her body to practice with. She was always surprised at how strong Julius looked, she was not surprised though considering he worked with the lions. She was tempted to ask him before if that when he was there if she put pet one of the lions, she had never gotten to before.

Looking at Derricks shirt it reminded her of Julius some-how, the color suited Derrick and he looked rumpled in it. She had to admit the look suited him, "nice shirt Derrick, it suits you very well" she said in a light tone, she was still in her good mood obviously. After Julius grabbed some food she pulled her plate of food back over and ate some of the eggs, Nixie's cooking was the best she had ever tasted not that she had tasted many other peoples cooking though. She knew that Derrick had a crush on Julius it was very obvious when she had seen them alone together she tried to steer clear and find a route around so Derrick could have more alone time with Julius. She looked at Moshe as her mood mellowed out back to usual but still pretty happy, than looked at Alice than over at Brink who surprised her a bit he looked softer than usual. Thinking the theory of him secretly being soft just gained some more evidence saying that he was, than looking back at Derrick to hear his response and Julius's response to her greeting.

They looked good together, not that she would actually tell either one of them she did not want to struck some cord with either one Julius seemed oblivious to Derrick's crush though. Which was really cute even though it was so obvious sometimes, she secretly wished Derrick luck. Even though she was to coward to actually say to Derrick. Watching Brink return and seem soft to Derrick she wondered how many people really warmed up to the skinny boy, or did Brink just like small creatures. Was that why he was warm sometimes around her even if it was just a tiny bit, she was the same height as Derrick but she was heavier. Which like any girl made her a bit upset but that was because she had a lot of muscle for her age well enough to help moving somethings and throwing knives.

Plus she was a girl and had breasts so that helped with that weight, so she guessed it was only understandable she sometimes felt like giving all her food to Derrick but she ended up only slipping a few things onto the boys plate every now and than. She felt so short though because he was younger than her and yet the same height, she wondered if it was because she didn't drink enough milk.

Moshe:

Running out of the caravan he caught Alice laying on the ground. Chuckling to himself he'd run over and pounce on her nuzzling her nose. "How ya doin today kitten?" He'd purr out rolling over on his side and looking at her. "Should've stayed blonde." He'd murmur under his breath seeing her blonde roots showing through her green hair. Purring would rumble deep within his chest as he laid on the grass with her. His fingers would brush against her cheek, brushing some hair back. Moshe cared about Alice, though he was unsure if it was more of a brother thing, or maybe its because she had a tail as well. He had heard rumours about how she'd become half cat half human...but he was born like this. His tail would twitch softly as his thoughts were churning about her. For the moment, he'd play the bigger brother, that's how he liked being seen to the younger folk, the older brother figure... at least to those shy and nervous.

Risque:

Sighing, she'd sit in the middle of the big top, doing small sleight of hands. How could I have been so stupid?! She'd think to herself, full of frustration. She wasn't sure Brink would even go out to dinner with her. Though it would be interesting to see him outside of work. For eight years, that's all she's seen, him at work... she was curious how was away from the circus. She took her hat off and stared at its stripes. Her blue hair fell around her shoulders covering her face. "I'm an idiot." She muttered under her breath, throwing her hat off to her side.

Leo? Again? This was the third time she'd used his hated stage name today. Either Alynna really wanted to try to coax irritation out of him today or she was feeling particularly mischievous. Either way, it didn't bode well for him. At least she'd gotten dressed, he noted as she sashayed out of the ten, the outfit probably what she'd use for the show tonight. Oh, right, the show. From what he'd heard in the chatter around him, tonight was a night for new and surprising things- additions in acts, extra stunts, people popping in to help each other. He was helping Alynna with her illusion, Moshe was going to join the lions for the act... Yes, tonight would be one to remember.

Predictably enough, despite the numerous open seats inside the tent(not nearly enough for all of the performers if they all came together, but certainly enough for the groups that tended to find their way inside), he plopped down next to Derrick, taking a bite of the bacon he'd liberated from the rapidly disappearing plate. It was cooked to a perfect crisp, just shy of being too cooked. A little cool since it had been sitting out for a while, but otherwise perfect. Nixie's cooking was an absolute blessing for all of the circus folk.

"I slept wonderfully, Synthia. And yourself?" He hummed, tucking into his breakfast- or was it dinner? Breakfast for dinner...? Regardless, it was food and he was starving, his stomach finally quieting down, appeased now that he finally had given in and had a meal. He really had slept well, but that was no surprise. It was just.... easier to sleep in the Lion Den, like being surrounded by good friends, the familiarity of them easily lulling him into a feeling of security that his lonely caravan couldn't claim.

It seemed like he was the only one at the table actually having breakfast, Derrick pushing fruit pieces around his place in a not so successful attempt to make it look like he was actually eating. Unluckily for the younger boy, Julius saw through it in a moment, having perfected that particular technique when he'd still been living at home. Still, the lion tamer didn't make any comment- he wouldn't be the one to poke and prod until Derrick ate. That wasn't quite his style, no matter how much he wished Derrick would just eat.

The question did manage to catch him off guard. It was not because he'd assumed that Derrick had no interest in his show- no, in the middle of acts as he entertained the crowd, he'd sometimes catch glimpses of the snake tamer, made all the more distinct by his distinctive clothing choices. After all, Victorian-esque outfits weren't quite able to blend into the crowd. No, what was surprising was that he was actually asking this time. Surprising, but far from unwelcome.

"Well," He said, chewing thoughtfully before swallowing a bite of waffle. A little soggy, but good all the same. "The town's pretty big, so maybe ten minutes before? I'll be sure to save you a seat just in case." The lion taming show always managed to draw in a good crowd(although, Julius was entirely convinced that if they knew just how tame his lions were for him, but crowd would be substantially less enthralled) but with Derrick actually asking, well, he'd make sure that he had the perfect seat. And maybe, just maybe, he could surprise Derrick by catching his show as well if he wasn't needed elsewhere. It had been a while since he'd last seen the snake tamer's show, much longer than he liked to admit, so maybe tonight would be the night to see how much he'd improved.

He opened his mouth to speak again, but quickly snapped it shut as Brink appeared looking less the stressed out ring master of a traveling circus and more like a normal young man acting in a very, well, un-Brink like manner as he smiled at Derrick, voice gentle and filled with flattery and a desire to help. Derrick and Brink seemed to have a mutual soft spot for one another and- Julius glanced down at his plate, suddenly not very hungry at all. It was like his guts were being tied into knots, an uncomfortable, dreadful feeling washing over him. He wasn't sure why, but scenes like the one playing out next to him, particularly(only) when the players were Derrick and someone else, sent a mild wave of nausea over him. Now, he could always just get up and leave but... He set his fork down quietly and instead did his best attempt at turning his attention away from them, looking at Nixie who had apparently hurt herself and various other people enjoying their first meal of the day. Anywhere but next to him and it bothered him that he didn't know why.

Risque:

Finally getting bored of the sleight of hand she'd stand up and look at the top ropes the acrobats used. "I should practice." She'd say brushing herself off. She'd narrow her eyes over at the lion's pen, wondering if Julius was around. Seeing as he wasn't over there she'd shake her head and run her fingers through her hair. "It's impossible, there's no way he feels the same about me that I do." She'd sniff sadly as she spoke to herself, starting to pace around the tent. "I've liked him for 8 years, and he's said nothing! Not even try anything!" A tear would fall down her face as she continued talking about her feelings. "I've resisted men for years because of how I felt about him...and he just seems oblivious...how can...this be?!" She'd stop and stomp her foot. A very childish thing for her to do, but she was frustrated. "He's gotta be gay... but wouldn't he tell me?" She'd sit back down and sigh, she'd never know how he felt for her, and she was wondering if it was time to give up. Looking up to the entrance she'd smirk,"Maybe... tonight... I'll get to know someone else...maybe give a chance to something new?" She'd stand up once more, and start climbing up to the acrobats ropes. "Time to fly." She'd mutter before closing her eyes and taking the first few steps. It was time she took a chance, even if she went in blind... that includes her act for that night.

Would Alynna leap in Julius's arms? Would she give him a kiss just to see if things happened? Would she go out with Brink? Would she finally get to know a side of her boss she'd wondered about for years? All these thoughts ran through her mind as she balanced herself on the ropes. If she fell what would catch her? There was no net below her, that was placed right before the acrobats performed, it would be below her when she performed. If she fell now, there would be noone to catch her... that's how she was feeling now.

What were his thoughts these days, honestly. All the thought about was how he was going to get Julius to fall madly in love with him, or how he was going to convince Brink to go out with him and have some fun. When he wasn't thinking about that- and this was very rare -he was thinking about how much he hated that one girl. You know, whorehouse girl? Derrick disliked her, a lot. Not just because she seemed totally pathetic, but because she just wouldn't realize that Julius was already his. Was she truly so ignorant as to no notice it? The girl had had her chance, now it was Derrick's turn. But, it didn't mean he wasn't allowed to be best friends with Brink too. So long as everyone- Julius -knew that the lion tamer was still, and always would be, his favorite. No ordinary person could change that, no matter how much he enjoyed being with Brink.

When he noticed Brink finally started moving with him, Derrick slowed and instead walked beside his friend, lying his head on his shoulder but still holding onto him in case he tried to make a break for it. "So Princey, you'll be in my show then?" He didn't really wait for an answer, as he had heard the Prince's earlier words. "I'm so glad! You and I are going to be adorable, we'll look like twins," uh, no Derrick. Both of them were completely different heights and looked utterly different, didn't even dress that much alike. But he was mostly referring to the eye patches anyways. "Aren't you excited? I've never seen you actually perform before, even though you are an amazing introduce-r person." Derrick was smiling, a rare thing for him to do but something he seemed to be doing a lot recently. "Alright, the tent is right over here." After leading him into the tent, he allowed his grip on the man to lessen before moving towards the snakes.

Alynna was only halfway across the rope when she stepped wrong. There was nothing there to fall on, or anyone to catch her. In a split second her hand caught the rope. A scream would escape her lips. "Help..." She'd squeak out her eyes closing. She hated falling, and should Brink catch her practising by herself, she was afraid that he'd lecture her, or give her a look of disappointment.

She hardly had any upper body stregnth. Her hand was slipping, what had gone wrong this time? She always performed in heels...how come this time she had to mess up. She saw that no one was in the big top, or else she would call someone over. " Help me!" She'd scream out hoping her voice carried with the wind. She couldn't fall, she wouldn't be able to perform tonight, she'd let Synthia down, she'd let herself down.

She was on borrowed time, only a matter of minutes before she fell and broke something.



His ears flicked at the faint sounds of screams, turning his head near the direction he didn't see anyone in any danger, "Hold on Kitten." He'd state his voice firm, as his mind went into big brother mode. Turning on his heel he ran to the big top, not focusing on anything but shifting. By the time he got to the big top his was in his fully grown wild panther form. His tail flicking and twitching wildly. His eyes would open wide as he saw Alynna dangling by only one arm. Dammit! I can't shift....but... should they think a wild panther is attacking... He knew what he had to do, no one has seen his panther form, but Julius had heard about it. Taking in a deep breath he gave a loud dangerous roar, knowing that it echoed throughout the camp. Then he heard Alynna's blood curdling scream, good thing to know he could scare her.

An honest smile found its way onto Julius' lips as he left, Derrick's final words twirling around his head. It was, well, nice to hear things like that. It may have just been the flirtation oh-so-common in the circus or Derrick being, well, Derrick, but, sentimental fool that he was, the thought still brought up a feeling of warmth for the lion tamer. He really should know better by now, after Lydia, but still... It was nice to pretend to be wanted like that.

With Synthia following behind, he made his way through the familiar path of tents and caravans, past performers and workers alike preparing for the night's show. He could see the moon now, the sun all but disappeared over the horizon. Soon, the audience would come up from the town, chattering excitedly and waiting for the show of their lives. Well, maybe not specifically waiting on it, but they would certainly get it. All in a night's work for the Cirque du Soir. Soon, they were standing outside of the main tent currently housing the lion pen.

"Welcome!" He announced dramatically, throwing open the entrance flap with a flourish. "To the Lion's Den." The lions inside instantly destroyed the dramatic atmosphere Julius was going for. Half of them were sleeping again, the two oldest males were chewing on rather disgusting chunks of meat, and Nina was sitting in front of the gate, eyes trained on her tamer and a strange newcomer.

"You guys just aren't going to work with me, are you?" Julius said with a fake sigh before smiling. Dramatic entrance or not, his lions were always a welcome sight. He assumed it was like coming home after a long day's work to find your family waiting eagerly for you to have dinner with them. Well, assumed. He'd never actually been that pleased to have dinner with his actual family. "Come on, Synthia. Let's get you introduced to the group." He made his way over to the pen, sticking his hand in without any warning to stroke Nina's head. The big cat moved into the touch, rubbing up against his hand.

"This is Nina, my baby girl," He explained and, still stroking her furry head, gestured towards the three sleeping lions. "That's Darcy, Mab, and Daniel. And those two brutes," He gestured towards the two still contentedly chewing on their meal, "Are Henry and Richard. Everyone, this is Synthia."

It sounded a little crazy, perhaps, to introduce her to the animals alongside the animals to her, but no one could argue that Julius wasn't a little bit mad.

"You can pet Nina. She's the sweetie of the bunch. Wouldn't hurt a fly-" Which was precisely when the combination of a shrill scream and an echoing roar echoed throughout the tent. The sleeping lions woke up, instantly alert, and Nina recoiled, teeth bared as she searched for the source of the disturbance. It wasn't from the den, so where had the roar come from...? Julius let out a swear. Moshe. Of course it had been Moshe, calling for help. He took off running towards the tent with no explanation, no that there really needed to be one.

He was there in seconds, skidding to a halt at the sight before him. There was Alynna- stupid, stupid Alynna who had apparently been practicing alone when she really shouldn't be- dangling from a rope high above his head.

"Alynna!" He was moving again, underneath her dangling form now, arms outstretched. "I'm here! Let go, I'll catch you!"

'Well, he thought with a sort of morbid amusement, at least we're getting practice for tonight's show.'

He flicked his ears as he saw Julius enter the tent. His tail flicked and twitched as his eyes watched him carefully. He'd give another roar, a swat near the man, he needed to keep up the act of being a wild panther. He'd snarl, his eyes looking ferocious and scary. Looking up at Alynna he'd lick his chops and growl once more. He was a big killing machine... then again Julius wouldn't be scared of him... the man loved cats... even shapeshifting acting wild ones. Noticing Ash he'd give a growl and a swat, he hoped he was still playing the wild cat part right.



The wild panther below her frightened her. It was already bad that she was alone, but how... WHEN... did they get a panther? The cat seemed hungry, whimpering she'd close her eyes, she's never felt fear, but now she understood what it was. That was when she heard Julius's comforting voice. He... was near that thing... saving her. "Julius....the panther?!" She'd exclaim as her legs flailed below her. She didn't have time to argue so, she shook her head. "I... I can't... I'm scared..." She'd whimper, then she remembered what her father told her before he was murdered.

Alynna was dangling from a tree branch crying and much younger. She looked around 6 years old. "Alynna.... come down... it's ok... I'm below you." The soothing voice of her father was underneath her, looking down Alynna saw her father's arms outstretched to grab her when she fell. "Daddy.. I can't... I'm scared..." Her small voice would call down as she tried pushing herself up on the branch. Her father chuckled, "Give it a leap of faith Aly-Bear." His voice said once more, a smile would appear on the child's face as she loosened her grip on the branch. Gravity did the rest, the petite body would fall into the strong man's arms. Snuggling close to his chest, she'd look up in his dark green eyes, "See Aly-Bear... sometimes you need to take a leap of faith and things will fall into place." He'd kiss her forehead and carry her inside.

Alynna opened her eyes, when she heard Ash's voice below her. The spider woman scared her a bit. She shivered a bit, she's ran into spider webs before, but she's never really been in one. She'd start crying even more wishing her father were still alive. "This isn't fair!" She'd whimper out, a hungry panther was below her, along with her crush, and even the spiderwoman... what was next? Her boss? Crows? Snakes? She didn't know but she couldn't let go.
" I want my daddy." She'd cry softly to herself, her grip loosening. One hand slipped off the rope, now she was just hanging on with one hand...time was running out.

The big top could be seen from where Ash swung, normally only going in to practice by herself or preform. She felt a tiny tugging on her finger as she shifted her weight to move again. One of her little informants sounded like an alarm in her own mind. Something was wrong in the big top. The troop was her family and she never liked seeing people get hurt and if it was in the top it had to be bad.

The drider half ran and half jumped toward the big top and looked up, almost ignoring everyone there until she skidded to a stop. She perked her head up and tapped her front legs at Julius to get his attention. "You think she can hang on enough for me to get up there. I think I can keep her from falling if I can get up there." she said quickly. Her back legs were already spinning a human sized net as she started to to skitter on a near by pole.

She looked up at Alynna as she looked around her to see if she could catch onto anything to at the very least bring her down gently. She talked to her every now and again, but never really got to know her that well. Even if she was only known through the sliver webbing of her little friends, she was still part of the family.

Synthia followed Julius through the maze of the tents, she smiled when he tried for the big dramatic entrance only to have it fail into shambles. She still thought it was pretty cool entrance though, walking inside looking at the three sleeping lions and two eating chunks of meat and the third sitting at the gate. She smiled and stepped closer looking at each of the lions as Julius introduced them, she curtsied "nice to meet you all" she laughed lightly. She thought it was strange to be introduced to lions but she also thought it was cool, she walked up next to him when he was petting Nina.

"Hi Nina" she was just about to reach in and pet her but than she heard Alynna's scream, she ran as hard as she can dodging lots of stuff in her path as she followed the scream. Aynna was dangling from the big top, she saw the panther and stopped and saw Julius under her she was scared herself she didn't know what to do or how to help. Her teeth chattered and her heart raced, she just stood there hyperventilating a bit but she didn't have any clue what to do. She didn't know how to help people, or who to get when someone was in trouble her mind was blank she saw Ash and than looked at the panther.

Her legs shook, she couldn't make a sound at all she was like a statue a shaking very pale statue and having the lack of sleep did not help or even the lack of food. She wanted to help but having no way of helping, she felt ashamed at how she was not able to help her at all. She also felt like fainting but her head was on high alert which didn't help.