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Synthia, Fiora

"I never miss"

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a character in “Cirque Du Soir”, as played by guyinnjg12

Description

Name:Synthia, Fiora
Stage Name:Dart
Age: 16
Gender: female
Role: normal, knife thrower
Blood Type: AB-

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Eye Color:dark grey
Hair Color: reddish brown
Dressing Style: she likes to wear skirts
Weight:143lbs
Height:5"6'

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Likes:Rain, the night sky, snow, preforming, working with the circus
Dislikes: people who hate freaks, hot weather, dogs,
Habits: knife throwing. looking at the sky, watching the others preform,
Crush: none
Personality: She can be reserved and quiet, but when you find a topic that she knows she would talk about it, she believes that people are people does not matter if they are freaks or not. Can get emotional, but does not let it show to anyone unless they ask her about it.

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Skills: knife thrower, she never misses her target, can hit an ant from around 20 feet away.
Family: She has parents but they were distant from her because they were successful people and they don't usually have time to spend with their children, when she was around 7 she ran away from home though. She has not spoken with her parents since than.
History: Synthia ran away from home because she wanted to test to see if her parents would even look for her. Instead she found herself in the dark at night lost somewhere, she started crying and sat against a tree. She heard footsteps and picked up a rock and was about to throw it, but Brinks father came. He asked her where her family was and she said they were at home but she didn't know where home was, so she joined the circus. She soon realized that she had a talent for throwing knifes so she practiced and soon Brinks father let her preform in shows when she was 14 years old. Ever since than she has stayed with the circus, she was always accepting of people, she even tried to accept Brink but he always seemed so cold and distant that she only spoke to him when she needed to.

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So begins...

Synthia, Fiora's Story

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Character Portrait: Callus Makara "Makra" Character Portrait: Nixie Blue Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Ash'waren Shagress Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora
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Ash wasn't one for staying around people for long. Usually enough to get what she needed or listen in on what was going on and leave before anything way a miss. However, the smell of the food made her stomach protest her wandering. She looked behind her, watching her smaller kin stop behind her. She smiled to herself, turning around to lower herself and greet them. "Go see what the others are doing. I'll be back in a little bit." She said as they seemed to raise their front legs at her and scatter to different parts of the carnival as they usually did.

She wandered into the tent, scittering in carefully as she tried to not get in the way of anyone for the moment. She tilted her head to the side, seeing Brink trying to force Callus to eat. Not that this was uncommon to her, but started to pace a bit. "M-Morning Brink. M-morning Nixie." She studdered, fidgeting her front legs a bit out of nervousness. It was well known that Ash wasn't the most socially adept out of everyone in the troop, but at least she tried in some cases rather than just staying in the back.

The food smelled like heaven, thought chairs where not. She simply lowered herself at the table and began to eat, watching the others as she tapped at the ground with her legs. Synthia was polishing her knife again, Callus...she wasn't all to sure and Nixie looking defeated from what she assumed was an earlier argument with Blink. She shrugged at bit, looking to eat as quickly as her she could without choking again.

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Character Portrait: Callus Makara "Makra" Character Portrait: Nixie Blue Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Ash'waren Shagress Character Portrait: Mia & Maya Gold Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora
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Brink Orpheus

Brink ran a hand through his hair and listened as people began to ask questions... "Alynna..." Brink's tone was it's cold serious-self when he stared at the girl. "I'm fine with you performing I know your capable... But... Just be careful." Brink touched his eye patch. "Even someone who thinks they know what there doing can end up hurt... I am all to aware of this." Brink let his hand drop from his eye patch and sighed. "You have my permission just take every safety precaution." More people were drifting in to eat... Well at least they were eating or sitting near food.

Brink finally directed his gaze to the twins Maya and Mia. They were kind girls and unlike most he wasn't bothered by the fact they were conjoined. He tried a smile but it came out awkward and strange as always... Brink was one of those people who only smiled rarely and forcing himself only made it weird. Finally he gave up and just nodded. "What would our Circus be without singers... Your tent for tonight was set up last night you should go there and make sure everything is as you need it."

Finally having taken care of the numerous questions tossed his way Brink looked over to everyone else and glared. "Nixie prepared this food now I expect it to be eaten and enjoyed! I have enough issue's to attend without the health of my friends being on my mind." Brink gruffly crossed his arm before finally taking his own seat with a huff.

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Nixie Blue

Nixie watched Brink run a hand through his hair. Despite the fact her cousin looked annoyed or stressed Nixie knew from experience that wasn't the case. Brink just wasn't any good at socializing each time he did he sounded like an army general or a murderer. Of course alone in there caravan that wasn't the case mainly because her older cousin would try and treat her like a princess much to her dismay. I mean when she was younger it was pleasant but now a days being forced to sit in a chair why your cousin picked out your clothes and cleaned your feathers was just annoying.

Nixie barely heard Alynna say something about other fruit. "I-I'm sorry I normally don't let the fruit supply get this low... Il head into town after the circus closes up and get some fruit... Maybe I could even get some papaya's or pineapples." Nixie felt embarrassed as if she'd been caught not doing her job. And all for the sake of fruit. Nixie looked around her cooking duties were done for now everyone was eating or sitting at the table even Ash had come out of her hiding place. Nixie jumped toward the older half spider lady and wrapped her arms around her. "Good morning Ash! I think you needed a hug so tada!" Nixie now feeling accomplished flapped her little head wings that was until she noticed the clock... And realized she was late doing her other chores! Wide eye'd she quickly said her goodbyes said why she was leaving and ran out of the main tent trying to think about what she had to do first!

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Callus blushed a bit, his cheeks turning slightly purple. He had a habit of getting lost at the worst times, it was almost comical. He wondered how Brink managed to carry him, but he decided to not ask. Questions were quite annoying. He laughed nervously.

He simply smiled when Brink told him to eat, trying to hold back a laugh as he watched the two cousins argue light-heartedly. He enjoyed speaking to most of the people at the circus, there being a few exceptions of course. He noticed Synthia coming in, but he didn't appear to. He had before been acused of having 'fake horns', but he didn't care. People could check for themselves if they truly wanted to be sure his horns were real, but he wasn't going to promise that he wouldn't punch them. He noticed Ash, but he didn't make any noticeable expressions. He looked down at the plate in front of him, wondering how it had gotten there. Had he put it there? Probably. He decided that he would try socializing with the others more, since he had rarely spoken to them. It wasn't that he was shy, he just rarely had any time to speak to others, and most people tended to stray from the horned demon-looking creature. He didn't blame those who called him a demon, and considering his past, this was as good a term as any to define him.

He wondered what had Nixie flustered, but he knew it was probably something little and important to her. He began eating carefully and methodically, appearing to for some reason, have impeccable manners. His purple scars were beginning to show through his face-paint, but he didn't notice. He had been fairly certain that he covered his scars completely. He ate with his unnervingly sharp teeth, his knecklace ratttling slightly as he ate. Most of his past was a mystery, including his knecklace, scars, and family.

He honestly didn't know what to do. He could prepare for his show, but that would be easy and take little time. He could try talking to one of the other performers or workers, but he doubted any of them were free.

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Ash blinked at being hugged out of no where, not used to the feeling of it at all. She tensed up as bit, the chitlin that covered her legs making an aduble noise from them scraping together. She watched callus, mostly in fasinasion really. Most couldn't say that her body was the work of some extensive surgeries, so she kinda felt bad for callus in a way. Part of her always wanted to take a quick tug at them, but that would be rude in most cases and she wouldn't want someone putting on her legs to see if they were real.

She continued eating, mostly the eggs and meat but wrapped the fruit up in her silk for later. She looked around again at the others. Nixie had run off to the main tent and the others seemed to either be eating or milling around the place. She could see some of her spiders milling around the opening or following people, and started to wonder if any others were hanging around anyone else that she hadn't seen all day. Then again, her web covered caravan was the hub of news, most of it day to day things.

She tapped her front legs in thought, weaving her silk in to a a sort of very fine knit as she looked around a little. "Still need to figure out what I wanna do for the show...see if burtha and Lilith are up for it this time." She muttered to herself as the knit started to grow in shape.

She perked up a bit, hearing the question at hand. "I slept ok...a bit chilly but ok." she said, her knitting growing in size.

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Character Portrait: Callus Makara "Makra" Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Ash'waren Shagress Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Alice Darkwood Character Portrait: Stella Howards Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora
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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.

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Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Alice Darkwood Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora Character Portrait: Moshe Fairview
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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.

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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.

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Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Alice Darkwood Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora Character Portrait: Moshe Fairview
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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...

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When Derrick had felt Julius pull him closer, he could bite back the breathy laugh that somehow made its' way past his lips. The naivety of his friend would never cease to amuse him, but it also left him wondering. Just how naive was he truly? Now, Derrick could see some definite advantages if somehow simply pretended to be innocent, completely uncaring for anothers body or appearance. Girls certainly would be less careful around you- not that Derrick was actually interested in girls -and if you happened to say something that wasn't entirely appropriate, it was much more easily brushed aside and just labeled an accident. Though there had to be disadvantages too, like the fact that you really couldn't do much, or you would lose that naivety for, well, ever. Either way, he was fairly positive no one saw him that way, so it didn't really matter. The only people he really ever spoke to was the man at his side, Nixie[ when she allowed ], and Synthia[ again, when she allowed ].

Derrick was immensely pleased when Julius waited until they were inside the caravan and seen by almost everyone before removing his arm. It made him feel special, he guessed, sort of in a he's mine, back off sort of way. Honestly, he wasn't quite sure what he would do if someone else began getting the attention Julius usually saved for him. Obviously he would be jealous but... how much would that affect his friendship with the older boy? Knowing himself, he would probably just tell Julius they couldn't be friends anymore. It wasn't like he hadn't done it before, though never had he been completely serious. But he couldn't be friends with someone he was crushing on if they were dating someone else, not going to happen, ever. It'd just be too hard, it was always difficult enough to be so close with Julius and pretend they were only friends.

Obediently- like a puppy -, he followed Julius over to the food table. He grabbed a plate and put a few pieces of fruit on it, but otherwise left the plate empty. It was doubtful he would even eat the fruit, but he wanted to think that Julius would at least be somewhat pleased that he was considering eating. Again he adjusted the shirt, feeling extremely awkward since he wasn't wearing his normal clothing, but at the same time comfortable. Probably just because it was an item of his friends, anything relating to him made Derrick happy. After he sat down, he carefully picked at the fruit, never actually putting any in his mouth but still moving it around. With the hope that Julius had sat near him, he spoke quietly. "So what time should I be at your show tonight?" It was one of the first times he actually directly asked about one of his friends performances, since he was pretty sure he had never noticed Derrick in the crowd.

As soon as he noticed Alynna walk off and Moshe move away, Derrick raised his hand in a slight wave to Brink. The man had always interested Derrick, they were so much alike. Both acting as if they didn't care, it was interesting to watch, really.

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Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Derrick Cartner Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Julius Barker Character Portrait: Alice Darkwood Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora Character Portrait: Moshe Fairview
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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.

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Character Portrait: Nixie Blue Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Derrick Cartner Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Julius Barker Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora Character Portrait: Moshe Fairview
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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.

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Synthia was caught of guard when Julius asked her about her sleep during the night before "well, it was sort of good I fell asleep outside again as I was practicing. So did you sleep with your warm friends again?" she moved and sat next to Julius and looked at Brink when he was in front of Derrick. She was a little jealous of the attention he got from everyone, but she was used to it so it bugged her less she could tell Julius was upset about something. Wondering if it was Brink being like this towards Derrick, thinking quickly "oh Alynna said she would be in my performance, to be my assistant. I just hope I don't miss were I am aiming" hoping that would work to get his attention away from Brinks un-like Brink attention towards Derrick.

She wondered if she should ask now if she could pet his lions sometime soon "uh Julius, do you think I could pet one of the lions with your supervision?". She was fidgeting a little bit, nervous about asking him and what his answer would be after all she was only 16 and not all that strong. looking at him she wondered what the felt like, if their fur was soft or coarse, she had seen his performance before but only once. It was fascinating watching him and the lions together but usually she was to busy doing other things instead, practicing a lot so she could do more dangerous things. Or hit smaller targets down to small bugs from a long ways away.

Just remembering that she wanted to ask Brink when she was preforming and who she was preforming after and if Alynna was before or after her but first she wanted to distract Julius who seemed to be nauseated by something. Usually he ate his breakfast and all of it but she looked at his plate and she still saw food on it. Looking back up at Julius, realizing that this is usually the most she ever spoke before and after preformances perhaps she was getting more social. The thought made her smile lightly, it meant that she was changing out of her cold shell into someone who spoke to people more.

Looking over at Nixie she saw one of her wings looked injured she wondered what happened to her, did someone hit her upside the head with something?. Or did something fall on her.

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"It's Julius's actually, but I'll be sure to pass along the compliment." The words were said far before he had actually sat down with his plate, before Julius came to join him, and before Brink came to ask him about his act. Derrick was acting rather... kind, actually. At least, kind for someone like him. Most people appreciated when Julius was around with Derrick, simply because the young boy obviously tried to act on his best behavior when his man was near. Though, he was also considerably less arrogant-asshole-y when Brink was around, but definitely not near Julius standard. It was widely known that Derrick adored and crushed on Julius, as well as the kindness that he showed towards Brink was assumed as a small crush too. Both may have been correct, as far as he knew. But then again, he hardly even noticed the shift in his mood. Honestly oblivious to how different he acted around the two of them.

Derrick noticed his friend stop eating and seem to look... well, sick. It wasn't really an attractive look on him either. Derrick nudged him lightly with his shoulder, offering the older boy what he hoped was a reassuring smile- no one could ever replace Julius's place in Derrick's heart. Though he was also very thankful to Synthia, who seemed to also notice the change in Julius, and his smile changed to a grateful one when he glanced to her. Underneath the table Derrick made an attempt to grab Julius's hand, fully intent on drawing the shapes and words on the back of the mans hand like he would often do when he was permitted. It was a fun game for him, to see if Julius could guess what he was writing or drawing. Not to mention it gave him a chance to hold the other boys hand- sort of -, which pleased him very much. "I promise I'll be there tonight," he whispered, even though he knew he would be there every night he could.

Just about then was when he turned his attention back to Brink, motioning for the attractive man to sit beside or across from him, next to Synthia. "Hey Princey," it was his own nickname for the ring master, since he tended to carry himself like he was a prince. No matter how many times he was told to stop, the name stuck, and Derrick simply refused to call him anything else. "Hm," the young boy made the soft thinking sound while chewing on his bottom lip, trying to figure out just what he planned on doing that night. "I was thinking something new... something daring." Whenever he actually got a chance to speak out his act or about his snakes, the excitement was usually plain on his face. He would admit that his act was not the most popular in the circus, a crowd less than fifty usually showed, but he still enjoyed it. "Perhaps you would like to be in it?" He asked, curious as to what Princey would reply with.

Though he was very conscious of their small group growing, he oddly seemed not to mind it. Synthia was almost always nice to him, and he was pretty sure that she knew of his undying love for Julius, so he had the hope that she wouldn't betray him. Brink was just adorable in his regal, in-charge way, always seeming to be on top of things- Derrick was definitely going to have to get him to loosen up one of these days. They dressed somewhat alike, sort of, which was also interesting. Nixie wasn't really talking with them, but she was still near- and looking injured, he would have to ask her about that. Either way, he very much liked Brink's cousin? too, so she was no bother. And Julius... everyone knew what he thought about Julius. If everything went his way, Derrick would never leave his side.

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Brink Orpheus

Brink blinked realizing that the group was getting more attention then he liked. Taking a deep breath he allowed his voice to go in between it's soft down and it's normal un-caring voice... The result made him sound... Well like a person who wasn't about to do something rude. That was good Nixie's tips on sounding like a not scary person were working. He looked over at his cousin and smiled for a brief second as she gave him a thumb's up. Of course the smile and signal were fleeting... Brink wanted no one to know that he was trying to be more sociable, if they found out he would certainly get awkward and end up hiding in some corner.

Brink blinked and his cheeks reddened when Derrick called him: 'Princey.' Brink did not sit preferring to stand yes awkwardly but stand he would with his arms crossed protectively over himself. He may be trying to open up but he wasn't ready for any hugs... Unless well it depended. "Something more daring... I'm sure Julius could help with that." Brink nodded to the lion tamer. "No one has a way with animals like him..."

Brink adjusted his eye patch before looking back at Derrick. "M-Me? Help... I don't perform... Never have... Don't think id be much help... I'm more of just a spectator... And well last minute rescue guy." Brink kept his voice calm. He would like to help but to be honest the thought of acting as more then his current job made him nervous, probably because he'd not dared try and perform sense the last time when he ruined his eye sight in one eye forever. He wore the patch over the cut and light gray eye over it so he would not be reminded of the incident and he honestly preferred to keep it that way. He glanced at Nixie and the two shared a silent conversation. He could tell she was hinting he should at least try. Maybe he would... Maybe.

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Nixie Blue

Nixie kept quiet while the others talked. She fixed up the kitchen as quietly as she could all the while performing tests on her injured head wing. She stretched it until she felt the pain get to much she flapped it to feel the muscles. She bent it forward and back as far as she could. Finally she gave up. Brink often looked over at her for acknowledgement and Nixie would wave or they would exchange a silent conversation as the two of them had become so skilled at doing.

Nixie looked around at the nearly empty table where earlier food had been so piled up. She smiled happy to know that her food had been eaten. She walked over to the table and began to pick up plates and trays piling them up high. She reached where Callus happened to be seated. She blinked and smiled at him. Callus was Brink's best friend... Really they were mainly because Brink could not make conversation with anyone else. This meant though that Nixie knew him fairly well. She shared in much of his experience. While many thought Callus's horns were fake they thought her own head wings were fake until she flapped them madly at her accuser and they freaked out and normally left. She smiled at Callus and took his plate. "Hi Callus, got an awesome performance planned???" Nixie's bright red eyes lit up until they were huge and happy. Nixie as much as she was a work-a-holic most days loved spectating everyone's show. Callus was an illusionist and this greatly intrigued Nixie who really wasn't that special except for her head wings.

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Synthia was playing the part of a willing distraction, giving a grateful Julius something to keep his mind on. The nausea was drawing back, slowly vanishing, but the knot in his stomach persisted irritatingly, still clenched tightly. These moments were, thankfully, few and far between, but when they came around, the easiest thing to do was to distract himself. Distract himself from what exactly was something he tried not to dwell on.

"You practice too much. Take a break once in a while," He tutted in a faux-disapproving way, lips quirking into a smile. They didn't talk much- more due to the fact that the circus was a big place with a lot of people, so, unless you worked together or actively sought each other out, it was easy to forget how long it had been. Despite that, he had often come across her practicing- the sound of knives thunking into their targets a repetitive sound, but each throw with a certain finesse and with deadly accuracy. From what he'd seen, she truly was an expert in her trade- well, everyone here at the circus was, but still.

The question about where he'd slept last night caused a small chuckle to escape his lips, even if he wasn't really feeling yet. "Yes, I had a sleep over at the Lion's Den last night. They're wonderful company if you don't mind the smell." Which he most certainly didn't. After a while it was seemed less like smelly animals and more like home. The question if she could actually pet the lions was unexpected, but delightfully so.

"Of course you can. I have to say, thanks for asking, though. Most people just stick their hands in the pen and pray they don't lose them," He laughed lightly.

When Derrick nudged his shoulder, Julius realized that his mask was slipping and that would not do. Not do at all. As much as he liked to comfort, as much as he chided people, telling them that he was here to listen, it was very much a case of 'Do as I say, not as I do'. So, he returned Derrick's smile whole-heartedly and let the younger boy take his hand, tracing something as he tended to do. It was something of a game, a way to pass boring hours on the road or even to wait for the next act to finish. The knot in his stomach was slowly unclenching as he nodded, smiling perhaps a little more gently, at Derrick's whispered assurance.

"Thanks for saying that, Brink, but don't exaggerate. I might get a big ego. Well, a bigger one," Julius joked. But performing with Derrick? Brink? He didn't normally do any of the actual performing, only when he had to intervene or there was no one else to take the spot. And then Derrick didn't normally share the limelight. There was that feeling again, but he pushed it down as soon as it appeared, ready for it this time.

"Take a chance, Ringmaster. You've been in the circus you're entire life. I know that you'll do wonderfully, and I'll be excited to see the show," He said before standing up, pushing his chair back, and turning to Synthia. "How about coming with me now? I have to prep them for the show." He gave Derrick's hand a squeeze before slipping out of his grip and making his way towards the tent door

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Synthia looked down slightly "well I don't really have anyone to talk to anyways so I practice so I am not doing nothing" she pouted jokingly, seeing Derricks grateful smile in her direction. Shrugging lightly she looked back at Julius when he chuckled and she smiled glad that she was able to distract the lion tamer from lots of stuff. She shifted on the chair and wondered if this one would break just like the one before did, her head still hurt from hitting it twice.

"Ahh, cool it must always be warm in there" she laughed lightly, which was really rare to hear from her she had never really laughed before it felt good to laugh. She was glad her distraction was working, she wondered if it was Brink talking to Derrick so fondly that made him uncomfortable, taking a quick glance up at Brink, wondering what his thoughts were.

Looking back at Julius she smiled lightly "nice, well I don't think they are that dangerous especially when you are there" she had seen it, they were like little kittens towards him.

looking up at Brink when he said that, it almost made her laugh again when he turned red Brink was right though no one know their way around a lion like Julius did. Everyone was like that though, they were considered to be the best in their fields like Alynna was excellent illusionist. Derrick was an excellent snake charmer, it was because everyone was good at what they do.

"You can do it Brink I know you can, good luck with it" she wanted to see their performance as well, looking at Brink as he stood up.

Standing up "sure" she looked up at Brink than down at Derrick "talk to you guys later" she turned around again and followed Julius. She was so excited about seeing the lions up close, she wondered if she had to be cautious at first when seeing them. She had a big smile on her face, it was turning out to be once of the best days of her life. She looked at Callus and Nixie on her way out and waved to them, also waving to the twins as well.

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Alright, so he wasn't taking back his earlier statement about Synthia, but he still couldn't help the bit of jealousy that sparked up inside him when he realized that Julius and her were going off alone. Though instead of feeding the fire like he usually would- often accompanied by him getting angry and arrogant and insulting whomever dared touch his man -he instead attempted to set it out, assuring himself that Synthia only wanted to see the lions and wasn't going to go make babies with Julius. Besides, who did that on the first date anymore? Totally not classy, you had to wait until at least the third date. Kissing though, well kissing could happen whenever. You could say he was quite the fan of swapping spit with whoever was interested. Just because Julius had taken his heart, for now, he was still single. If there was a boy around that was willing, he didn't mind.

He was glad that Julius had let him take his hand, it was sort of an accomplishment for the younger boy. Though when he felt him start to retract his hand and stand, Derrick pulled him down just long enough for him to whisper one last thing in his ear. "Don't worry, you're still my favorite." The words were barely a breath, and he winked before watching the pair walk away. Really, he was just a tease, but the only reason he was that way with Julius was because he wasn't sure how else he was supposed to be. What if he actually got serious with the older boy and he just laughed in his face? There was no way he could risk something like that... his image, his pride, would be shattered. His heart...

"Come on Princey," he begged playfully, standing up and latching onto the taller mans arm. "If you love me, you'll do it." The young boy batted his eyelashes, both arms wrapped around one of Brinks that were currently crossed on his chest. "We could go see the snakes now? I'm sure they'll warm up to you right away." The warming up part was a bit of his own joke, since snakes obviously were cold blooded. He supposed that would make him cold blooded too, since he was pretty much... a snake. Then again, he was also a human, could he be both? Luke warm blood, heh. "They're all set up in my tent already. What I was thinking was something with snakes all over you, and of course I would lure them away before they could bite you. Then a few "audience participation" stunts where they could come up onto the stage, and whatever else. I know it's pretty boring, but people apparently like it." As he spoke, he was working on trying to drag Brink with him towards the tent.

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When Alynna and Julius got up to go Brink nearly went full panic mode. He was too awkward to stand and have a one on one conversation with someone successfully. Nixie sure but he'd watched over her sense she was just a little chick... Or well child... Chilck? Realizing he was trying to distract himself he squirmed so he'd be forced to pay attention. "Yeah... I guess I'd be... But I do-" He was cut off by other people but did not bother to say anything about it. No he'd chose to just stay silent about it. Yeah that would work.

But of course it did not. Soon as Derrick was done his very fond farewell to Julius he jumped at Brink causing his cheeks to redden and him to freeze. Dang it! Why did Brink have to have a weak spot for anything smaller then him. Oh and the eyes as well? Brink blushed and stuttered but Derrick was already dragging him. Finally Brink moved a little. "Well... Alright..." He smiled ignoring the voice freaking out in his head telling him how did not want to loose his other eye like he did the first... Well lost wasn't the right word. Under Brink's eye patch was actually still an eye it just did not see anything. Yes he was blind as a bat in that eye with a deep jagged scar surrounding it. The eye itself unlike Brink's still very much working one was a pale light gray. Nixie often said it looked cool but Brink tried to forget it existed the memories it carried no longer haunted him as they did but his eye and how it scared people and made him look scary... He hated it.

Brink willed his legs to move and he let Derrick drag him. He took one last look at Nixie but he shared in no quick and silent conversation with her as she was too busy talking to Callus and making herself busy. He needed to remember to let her make friends... Maybe just one or too... Of course Brink was twitching at the fact he was making friends with Callus. Callus was indeed a friend of his but his little Nixie was well so small and fragile. Brink wished he could yell at Callus to be gentle with Nixie but decided not to embarrass her. But he might do that later...

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Nixie Blue

Nixie laughed. "Yeah... Plans usually don't go well for me either... But I hope to catch your show anyway!" Nixie's ruby eyes opened why like an eager child. When he mentioned her wing she opened them both wide wincing as pain coursed through her sprained one. "O-Ow... No it's not that bad just a little sprain... Besides... I trust few people with touching them..." This was namely because when her wings were stroked like a cat she would suddenly relax and well namely it was embarrassing to be reduced to a happy cooing blob. Nixie smiled shyly and quickly folded her wings out of reach trying to hide the plee hidden in her eyes to not touch them. She wanted no one to know what would happen if they did. I mean she quite literally cooed like a bird that was embarrassing on several levels.

Wanting to change the subject Nixie poked Callus's horns about to ask if they could feel pain when she noticed Callus's face paint slowly drying and revealing three scars. They were still hard to see but Nixie's sharp eyes spotted them. "Callus..." Nixie leaned closer to the boy's face and her eyes went round and wide. "Why do you have scars on your face?" Her voice returned to it's normal innocent and clueless tone as she stared at Callus worry growing in her eyes. "Did someone hurt you?" She flinched at the thought. She herself had a few scar's from her parent's abuse but she told this to no one and hid them under baggy boy clothes trying to hide her shame and pain. So if someone had hurt Callus even recently she wanted to know. Her wings flared wide and her eye's darkened without her knowing. "Because if someone hurt you... Then that will not end well for them..." Nixie's tone became dark and she did not even realize that if it wasn't Callus sitting there they would be experiencing there nightmares horribly attacking there mind sleeping or not.

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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.'

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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.

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Spade woke up much later than everyone else, as per usual for the man. Even if he couldn't feel, it didn't mean that he couldn't pretend to like sleep. Besides, he wasn't capable of actually sleeping. His body didn't need rest. It didn't need food or drink or taken care of. Every bone in his skull could be crushed and he could likely still function. But he did enjoy the blank state that he could occasionally fall into. It was just like sleep, but instead of dreaming and tossing and turning, it was just... nothing. An endless world of black, or perhaps it was white? He didn't know, no one could know. Though that wasn't because they weren't smart enough, it was because he was fairly sure there was no other being in this world that was like him. Him, it was interesting how Spade referred to himself as that. Though he obviously was in a males body, it didn't really matter what he was. He was anything, he could be anything. An empty shell. All he knew was that he was Spade.

He was Spade; now he just needed someone to teach him how to be Spade.


Slowly he rose, pushing himself towards the shelves of clothing to pick something out to wear. When he left the caravan, he was suited in a simple black button down and a white tie with black and red spades all over it. His white hair was left messy, just sliding around wherever it pleased. With every move his eyes changed colors, truly never one color but whatever color his surroundings made them. The man didn't bother to visit the food tent, as mentioned before, he had no need for food. Instead he went towards where he had heard the scream, the big top where the one girl always performed. He couldn't recall her name, actually he had never bothered to learn any of their names really. When he saw her dangling, the only change in his expression was a slight motion of his shoulders dropping as he relaxed slightly. Spade thought someone was actually in trouble. Taking a seat in the stands, he watched, not at all concerned with the panther pacing around or the spider girl climbing. No, just watching, as if it was a show.



Derrick listened to Brink talk, another surprising thing for Derrick to do. He was known for interrupting people in the middle of their sentences, either bored with the conversation or wanting to ask a question. But instead he stayed silent, instead concentrating on what the older boy was telling him. It was interesting, actually. Derrick had never seen Brink as a performer, though he knew somewhere in the back of his mind that the man must have been up on stage at least once in his life. He was the damn ringmaster, how could he have gotten the title if he hadn't been able to perform anything? Still, he couldn't quite imagine it. Brink was just so... Brink. Though he supposed the knife throwing sort of fit him, like the snakes fit the boy with the fangs. When he brought up the accident though, Derrick's gaze immediately went to the other boys eye patch, and he winced. Contrary to popular belief, there was no real "accident" that caused him to wear an eye patch. But that was a story for another day. Everyone just knew that he wore an eye patch because he needed too, no one questioned it.

It was just about then when he was suddenly lifted into the air, just as he was earlier that day by Julius. But this time instead of being thrown over a shoulder, Brink was carrying him bridal style. He felt his cheeks get red and he crossed his arms across his chest, sticking his nose into the air and trying to look dignified... while being held bridal style... in the arms of another man. It was quite embarrassing, and he quickly realized that trying to get free was just a pathetic battle. There was no way he was going to pull himself out of the others arms. Now he would just hope that no one saw them, it would probably be the most embarrassing thing ever. At least they were still headed for his tent, which wasn't terribly too far away. The hope of not being caught was rising, since most were probably still at breakfast or preparing for shows, that meant not many would be back here to see them.

When they entered the tent, Brink finally put him down. He was surprised to find the man brushing him off though, even fixing his hair for him. Though he managed to still look completely emotionless, which hurt him slightly but he didn't let it bother him. He was already hurt enough by Julius, he had to stop letting the two boys get to him. Noticing the pale eye underneath his friend's eye patch, he frowned. Hesitantly he reached out, touching the scar but not daring to move the patch. "What exactly happened?"

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Synthia snapped out of her daze and looked at Ash and than Julius and than she saw Spade in the stands, "I-I'll go get Brink" she spun around and ran as fast and hard as she could. Tripping on a box and scrapping her knee badly so that there was blood flowing down her leg, she got up and started running again. She found Derricks tent and threw open the flaps "BRINK!!!" she fell to her knees panting so hard her lungs hurt "Alynna........Big Top......Panther......help". She almost passed out, she looked up and saw that they weren't there she slowly stood up and walked around the room. She thought that they would be there that was where the snakes were, she heard Derrick from somewhere and looked around there wasn't any door. She couldn't find it but they knew they were there so she said at nothing "Brink, Alynna was rehearsing at the big top by herself and me and Julius heard her scream and when we got there...there was a black panther. She wont let go and fall into Julius's arms when he told her to... Ash is there to I came to tell you" she looked down, wondering if her heard her. Still trying to catch her breath "if you guys can't hear that than it is fine I guess" she fell to her knees again, her chest hurt so much. She fell on her stomach just barely conscious, closing her eyes she concentrated on her breathing she was breathing slowly. She knew Derrick didn't like Alynna but a life was a life and she didn't want to see anyone die, no matter who it was.

she felt the blood on her leg from the cut on her knee, slowly and carefully she lifted herself off the ground groaning and sat back looking at her knee. She was still dizzy and her head hurt a lot and so did her lungs but she was okay . She poked were she was bleeding to try and see how much damage happened to her knee, running did not help. She hoped that she could still preform later on she would just have to wear pants this time. She did not want the audience to worry about anything if they even did, after all they were just circus folk it wasn't even set that there was going to be a show that night.

She tried to stand but it made her even more dizzy.

((sorry Bandgeek))

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Brink did not bother to put his eye patch back on. Derrick wasn't afraid and that made Brink feel nice. He followed the younger boy over to where his snakes were and marveled up at them. "There so beautiful..." Brink smiled and watched as Derrick reached down to pick up one. Brink bowed to the snake. "Hello Ian my real name is Brink but I suppose sense Derrick insists you can know me as Princey..." Brink reached down and gently stroked the snakes scaly head. He smiled broadly not even realizing how happy he was. Brink was always better around animals. He was going to ask Derrick if he could hold Ian when Synthia burst in.

Both of Brink's eye widened in horror at what Synthia said next. "N-No..." Brink felt tears try and flow down his face but he fought them back. Without thinking Brink ripped his shirt and used the material to wrap up Synthia's knee. Brink then looked at Derrick. "Please stay here Derrick... And watch over Synthia... I-I can't loose anyone else... Or have what happened to me happen to them..." Brink touched his scar vaguely realizing his eye patch was still missing, he quickly fixed his hair so it covered his eye... He almost felt it would be better to keep it's story and appearance a secret from all except a few like Nixie or Derrick. He gave Derrick a quick and awkward hug before bursting out of the tent and running to where Synthia had said Alynna and Julius would be.

When Brink ran in and saw Alynna dangling there his heart skipped several beats. How many times did he have to tell everyone to be careful! "Alynna!" Brink called up to the girl before looking at Julius. He could understand why dropping down was so frightening she was really high up there on her rope. "Alynna! Just hold on alright and don't pay attention to the height... Just imagine this is part of your act! Just like you always do stay calm!" Brink knew he was going to end up crying after this but at the moment he managed to sound calm and collected not cold like usual or kind but certainly calm.

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Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Ash'waren Shagress Character Portrait: Derrick Cartner Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Julius Barker Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora Character Portrait: Moshe Fairview
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He gave a kitten like meow when he heard Julius's voice. He didn't need Alynna knowing what he was, or who he was...but then again, she needed to come down, and him being a wild panther wouldn't help. He'd give another growl and swat, before sniffing Julius as if he were now curious about people. Out of the corner of his eye he saw two large spiders and he literally yelped. Quickly running he'd skitter to a stop when he saw Brink. This wasn't good... not at all. He'd nuzzle Brinks hand hoping that would reassure him that she'd be ok. Giving a meow, he'd hop and skip off hoping she'd be ok. Curious he'd sniff out Synthia's scent hoping she was ok. He'd stop at Derrick's tent, he didn't know the snake charmer that well, but the poor girl looked scared to death. Shifting his form he'd start walking in the tent, in his half and half form. He looked like Moshe, but had the fur of a panther. "Synthia... are you ok?" He'd ask quietly before giving a breif nod to Derrick. "Sorry to intrude." He'd say calmly as the fur seemed to be sucked back in his skin. He stood there awkwardly in the snake charmers tent as he looked on that smaller girl.

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Taking a deep breath she'd try pulling her hand up when she saw the large spiders. "Ohmygod!" She'd squeak before looking down at Ash and Julius... there was a crowd drawing, along with the panther that seemed to only want to torture and scare her. How come Julius wasn't scared of the cat? Well that's obvious... he's constantly around big cats... he wouldn't be scared.... this wasn't going to be good If Brink should' see her. As if that thought ran through her head, Brink seemed to rush in the tent. The look of fear on his face crushed her. "I-I'm sorry Brink..." She'd whimper, though his voice seemed to soothe her, remind her she was one of the best illusionists in the world. Looking back down at Julius, she'd smile, seems he'd scared the panther off... that was a great thing. It helped her relax and re inspired by Brink, Julius, Ash, and her late father, Alynna would let go, taking a deep breath as she free fell to the ground, her leg getting stuck on the web that was starting to form. That didn't even phase her, as she dangled upside down, seems that the web was strong... "Ash... gotta tell you... strong silk..." Her voice was shakey, but she wasn't as high as she was, in fact, she felt almost eye to eye with Julius. "Uh.. Hi... Leo....er.. Julius..." She'd say awkwardly before waving at Brink. "I'm in trouble aren't I?" She'd ask her face full of dissapointment, and worry.

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Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Lenka Paris Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora Character Portrait: Moshe Fairview Character Portrait: Basil Riddle
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Derrick didn't feel bad for Alynna, not in the slightest. Just as he did not expect anyone to feel bad for him if he were to get bitten by a snake and die. It was his talent, his skill, his job. You took the risk when you accepted it. Her name was Risque after all, correct? But he still could not ignore his friend outside, she sounded almost in pain. Gently setting Ian back on the floor, he leaned up and touched Brink's cheek very gently, hoping to calm him at least a bit- he looked terrified. "She'll be okay, just go see what you can do." the angry boy offered a small smile, which disintegrated into a frown as soon as Brink looked away. Opening the door to his secret room, he motioned for Brink to get out of there and go to the big top before closing the door behind him. Synthia obviously would know about it now, but he could prevent others from finding it. Seeing as Brink already tried to help a bit, Derrick kneeled down next to the girl, attempting to help her at least sit up.

It was about then when Moshe walked in. Derrick stared at him, and then looked back at the bleeding girl on the ground, and then back to Moshe. "Does she look okay?" he asked, sounding a bit angry even if he wasn't upset with Moshe. "You're bigger than me, help me lift her onto the table so she isn't on the dirty ground." He wasn't a germaphobe or anything, but it would be a pain in the ass for her wound to become infected. Once she was up on the table, he removed the part of Brink's shirt to get a good look at the cut. "It'll likely need stitches," he said, again attempting to make Synthia sit up. "You need to stay conscious, dear." The young boy glanced over at Moshe. "Mind doing something for me? I have a first aid kit in my caravan, go and fetch it for me along with a bucket of water and a few towels. Hurry." If they didn't do something quickly, Synthia could be seriously injured. His hands were bloody now from holding her leg, and he retied the fabric above the cut to stop the blood flow to her leg.



Spade regarded the events happening in front of him with a blank stare, not bothered at all by the multiple lives at stake here. Julius, Moshe, Brink, Ash, Alynna. None of them mattered to him, none held any important value to him. Though, did anyone have any important value to him? Could something be important to him? The man thought not, he was an empty shell, nothing more. But then, why could he think? Why could he move? Function at all? But he could not feel. He could not feel, emotionally and physically, he was incapable of it. Thus the scars the littered his body, it was difficult to not do something harmful when you didn't know it actually hurt. Sometimes he wished he could feel pain, just to know what it was like. But it would never happened, he wasn't made that way. No joy, no pain, no laughs, smiles, tears, frowns, ever. He was incomplete, he would always be incomplete.

As Alynna dropped into the net, Spade stood and clapped, no sign of emotion on his face as white gloves hit each other three times before he sat again, continuing to watch. The panther had gone by now, and Brink had arrived, looking angry as ever. But he also looked slightly flustered, what was the man doing before he came to join them? Curiosity, that was a first. Obviously he had a lot of questions, but he never held the expectations of knowing any answers. But now he was curious. Just what was the trusty ring master up to before he came to see what the fuss was about? The only ones he could remember that weren't present were Derrick, Synthia, the twins, Callus, and Nixie. Immediately he could cross Nixie, Callus, and Synthia from the list. That left the twins and Derrick. Interesting.

Something behind him spoke, a female. Without saying a word he stood, taking a step down in the bleachers so she could get past him, barely. Being, well, like a doll didn't give you too many manners. It wasn't like you had a book to teach you, a trainer to train you to be a good little human. The white haired man regarded the woman in front of him, "Lenka, is that right?"

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Character Portrait: Callus Makara "Makra" Character Portrait: Nixie Blue Character Portrait: Brink Orpheus Character Portrait: Ash'waren Shagress Character Portrait: Derrick Cartner Character Portrait: Alynna "Risque"  Silverkin Character Portrait: Julius Barker Character Portrait: Synthia, Fiora
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Brink Orpheus

Brink closed his eyes tight when Alynna let go praying to some deity that she would not get hurt. When he opened his eyes again he found her on the net. Letting out a long shaky sigh Brink looked at her. "In trouble?" He said the words carefully trying not to break down into tears and yell at her. "Alynna... I'm not going to scold you... Just be more careful! How many times have I told everyone to be careful! I can't have anyone getting hurt! So! y-your not in trouble but if you ever scare me like that again! Il let Nixie give you the scolding of a life time!" Brink's voice cracked a little so he paused to take a few deep breaths. "Ash..." He looked over at the spider girl never in his life had he been happier to see a bunch of spiders. "Thank you..." He gave a weak smile before turned and leaving before he broke down. He still had Synthia to worry about... He just needed to keep it together for a little while longer just a little while... With those thoughts repeated in his mind Brink started walking back toward Derrick's tent all the while trying not to end up crying and running toward Nixie.

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Nixie Blue

Nixie grinned. "It's no problem Callus you know I love taking care of everyone... Besides I have some face paint back in my caravan it's thicker then the stuff you use and better too so ha!" Nixie grabbed and dragged the boy out of the main tent toward her and Brink's caravan. She opened the door and pushed Callus in so he would have no choice in the matter. Once inside Nixie went to work on finding the face paint and soon she did. "Voila~" Opening the container Nixie made Callus sit down and soon she was painting his face a perfect ghostly shade of white. Humming to herself Nixie twitched her head wings to the little tune and gently continued applying the face paint being very careful around the scars and very precise around his jaw and nose as that spot was always a pain in her experience.