It had been a year sense the circus was in such a state of buzz but it was a welcome feeling by most. After a long break of practice's and construction they were finally back in action. Of course thing's were different now, some old friends were gone and the circus no longer traveled, there was a new ringmaster, but for the most part everyone seemed fine with the changes. The anxiety however was another thing that no one seemed fine with. Like there name-sake and there history The Moonsetter Circus would perform at night, and starting at 9pm people were allowed to arrive but the show did not begin until 10pm at which point it ran until 1am a somewhat skewed schedule by most peoples standing but this was the norm for the circus. In fact because of this odd schedule most performers would not wake up until 12 in the afternoon. But because this was /the/ grand re-opening day everything was allot more hectic. People were waking up at weird times for extra practice, costumes were getting pulled out of trunks, routines perfected, the stage cleaned and then cleaned again. Yes it had been quite some time sense the circus was found in such a state but it was welcome indeed...

Angelo Orpheus was definitely the younger brother but at times he did not feel like it... And this was one of those times. It was currently 11:35am, a time that was usually calm with the staff and performers slowly trickling into the kitchen for there breakfast? lunch? brunch? However because today was the grand re-opening Angelo was moving his way around people who came into the kitchen/dining room before promptly leaving again without explanation, no one it seemed care to just sit down for 5 minutes and eat something. And of course Brink was not even up yet. Letting out a sigh of exasperation Angelo practically barked at the next worker coming in, flames actually left his mouth this time as he told the worker to either sit down and eat or go somewhere else. Luckily the flames seemed to make his point clear and the worker was quickly sitting down at one of the many tables. Letting out a long sigh that looked more like a puff of flame Angelo got back to work finishing up the last few pancakes. After all because of the strange eating schedule Angelo often found himself making breakfast and lunch together to keep everyone happy.

Angelo was just setting down the last few plates of food when the clock chimed 12, officially it was 'lunchtime' and more of the actual performers would come in from training or sleep to sit down for awhile. Lunchtime also meant that Brink would finally stagger in, no doubt dressed but his hair still a mess. Angelo questioned why he kept it long if he had no idea how to brush or style the damn purple mop. But if he was honest with himself he was somewhat flattered that he was trusted with the task of caring for his brothers long hair. Opening the drawer he kept especially for hair supplies Angelo plucked a bobby pin, a brush, and a hair tye, he was thinking of just going with Brink's signature high ponytail for today. As if on cue Brink walked in and stumbled to his spot before lazily picking out food for his meal. Snickering Angelo did not hesitate to walk up behind his brother and begin brushing out his long hair.

"I take it this morning was rough on you?"

Angelo glanced down at Brink before letting out another fiery sigh. Brink only nodded in understanding before going back to his food. There communication was often like this is the morning. Brink would ask questions and Angelo would respond with a quiet sign of either frustration or amusement, and today was definitely the latter. Angelo finished brushing through the knots in Brink's hair before he began the styling process. It was nice that even on the most crazy of days they would still do this, it was also nice that Brink's hair seemed to captivate and quiet the more easily hypnotized members of staff into starring like love struck fish. Not that Brink was aware of any of it. Letting out a sigh of content as for the moment all was quiet but Angelo was more then aware that this would not last forever, hell he'd be surprised if it lasted 10 more minutes. Sensing his tensity Brink turned back and gave him a comforting smile. After all the two brothers had survived this far together, surely they could survive one day chaos...

When Ashlynn and Shae came in, it was only Brink who acknowledged them giving a small shy 'good-morning.' Angelo on the other hand was too busy carefully brushing out a knot in his brothers hair to say much instead he only nodded and for now that was good enough. By the time Leo came in however Angelo was just tightening the high pony tail which was just in time because when the noise of over eager chatter hit Brink's ears the purple haired sibling allowed his head to fall quite gracelessly down onto the table with a rather loud thud. Angelo snickered and set the brush down.

"Careful Leo, that ones got fangs." Angelo beamed cheekily. "He's also been here longer then you and that means he's got me and Brink's favor. So if he bites I saw nothing." Angelo gave Fraener a playful wink. Something he had started doing recently sense they were good friends. True Leo was also his friend but he was bordering on big brother territory and that would just make things weird. Slipping back into the kitchen Angelo quickly pored a cup of coffee before walking back and placing it in front of Brink like a peace offering. It seemed to work as the older Orpheus finally lifted his head and took the cup downing it quickly.

Finally Brink seemed to have the courage to actually do something. Sitting up slowly Brink sighed. "Frae please don't listen to Angelo biting someone would not end well... Not today at least." Quickly rubbing his temples the older Orpheus side. "So... Is everything good for today? No problems?" Angelo knew the question was directed at him and he snorted.

"Brink there's always problems."

"But nothing severe? No one in need of a medic."

"That depends has Spade jumped off the roof lately?"

"Oh god the roof... Oh god Spade!"

And with that Brink was off to try and track down the man. Angelo could not help but chuckle as this was all fairly normal protocol at the circus, in fact you could usually tell if something was wrong if Brink wasn't chasing after someone. Picking up Brinks empty cup and plate Angelo walked back to the kitchen to set them down as well as put away the brush.

Brink is well aware of Spade's schedule. He made it his business to find out after he discovered the mans tendency to throw himself off of things with little regard to his own safety. So the ringmaster promptly departs heading toward the ballroom near the library. The moment the door was in his sight however he slowed down not wanting to seem rushed. After all he wasn't Spade's babysitter he was a friend. An extremely concerned friend who would honestly prefer it if a certain white haired man stopped thinking it acceptable to traumatize him by getting hurt. Nearing the ballroom Brink noticed the smallest of ghost pains in his leg. But that was normal as Brink always had ghost pains, Angelo said it was his 'mother-hen instincts.' but Brink had not been amused. He wasn't motherly. Right?

Opening the door to the ballroom Brink sighed in relief. "There you are Spade, you had me worried I was going to find you atop the roof again." Taking a step inside it's too late for Brink to notice the ice and there he is slipping. Before he can quite fall backward he manages to get stable but this only causes him to slide forward slowly, afraid to move knowing that even one slight miss-step would result in a nasty bruise. Or a pulled muscle. Potentially both. "Spade... Did you freeze the floor again?" Brink tries to shift but he only succeeds in sliding himself a little further along into the ballroom. He made a mental note to remind himself of his previous mental note to make sure there was no ice before he stepped into a room with spade.

Angelo let out a snort of amusement, honestly Brink complained about the antics of the circus but he barely saw half of them. When Glamor came in Angelo rolled his eyes. He had actually did not mind Glamor at all, if anything he found her over-confidence somewhat amusing. But then again that was because Angelo never bowed to anyone and even if he did admire someone he'd be dead before someone would pry it out of him... At least that's what he told himself.

Angelo went back to fixing plates, when in came Heaven. Figure's where one sibling went the other could not be far behind. The same usually proved itself true with Brink and Angelo. Angelo watched as Heaven strutted over and took a plate, he even gave Angelo his daily endearment and like everyday Angelo released a long puff of fire from his mouth, before giving the little blonde a warning. "You know by now I'd have expected Glamor to warn you about playing with fire Heaven." Then he made Glamor her plate and walked over to deliver it, before returning to his spot. He rarely spent time in the dinning room, why bother when it was all open anyway. Besides the kitchen was his territory and that's where Angelo liked to stay.

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Brink was grateful for Spade thawing the ice and even more so that he accurately predicted that he'd slip anyway. "Thank you Spade, though I wonder if you should really be the one cautioning me considering your track record for injuries." Brink bit his tongue hopping he did not come across as rude. But it was true that Spade tended to be less then careful. Brink blinked allowed himself to be momentarily distracted by the breeze Spade created to fly his paper plane.