Daize removed her fingers from her cheeks. Soft indents were formed there. She hadnât realized she had pressed hard enough for it to be so. They only slightly stung, as if they had been pinched. It was not an inviting feeling. However, curious she continued to poke and pry at her face, testing out the different places. There wasnât a logical explanation for her actions, she was merely⊠bored.
After a while, it got quite boring and she dropped her arms by her side. Seeing as the coast was clear, Daize decided she might as well go out for a walk. No, it wasnât the smartest thing to just aimlessly walk around a place like Project 21. Daize was a brave girl, however and she adored taking risks. Besides, she wouldnât be walking aimlessly, she had an aim.
She looked up at the sky and stuck out her tongue, as if to tease Ăclos. Though she couldnât see it, she imagined it shook in fear from her actions. She then began to skip across the grounds that led away or to the tent, depending on the direction you were travelling. Her objective was to acquire some food from those who worked around the area to provide food. She didnât exactly know where it came from but it tasted far too delicious to argue. There were rumors that it was from the far western side of Project 21, but as there were no maps, no one really knew direction. Even so, Daize adored that food.
She made it a game, her trek down the road. Cart wheeling a few times, and walking on her hands a few of the steps. She loved to perform, and sometimes it just carried into everything she did. However, as she purposefully tumbled over, she spotted a light on and a shadow by it, in the top of the tower, near her tent, however she was upside down, and it looked higher up than usual. Flipping herself over, she took another look. Yes, that was the correct distance now.
It made her curious enough that she was distracted and forgot her quest for a nice meal. Daize skipped towards the tower and waved her arms trying to get the girl in the windowâs attention. However, she was on the ground and Angela was in a tall tower, itâs not like Daize could just get the girl to let down her hair, it wasnât long enough. Although, Daize never minded having to play the role of a prince, there were other ways. She could just go right up.
Daize stopped waving her arms and skipped up to the entrance of the tower. It was made of an old stone and had a wooden door at the base of it. The door was never locked, since Angela never left the upstairs room. She remembered coming to the room often years ago when the circus was more popular. She believed it was a way to finding her older brother. She couldnât remember a thing about him though, so it wasnât much to go by. She could have sat next to him, and had no idea it was him.
She imagined a fearless black haired boy when she thought of him, or perhaps he was like the Resistor, what a hero~. Daize, pushed open the door and began to hop up the stairs, one by one. It was a winding staircase but that made it more fun! She grinned seeing how many she could hop up at a time, whilst contemplating how she would greet the girl.
However as she neared the top she heard a sound she highly dislikedâŠ. Sobbing.
Daizeâs smile fell. A large white door came into her sights and she walked more slowly up to it. When she reached it she gave it one slight tap before pushing it open and ducking her head to enter the
Toy Room. Her sights set on the little girl with pale white hair, sitting on a swing and clinging to a bear. The girl was crying.
Daize shook her head, she wouldnât have it. People were not to cry when performers were present. Glancing around the room once Daize set her sights on a large and colorful ball and a few other surrounding it. She did a flip, her feet landing upon the ball and she maneuvered it around the room with light movements. When she reached the swing set she grinned and clapped her hands loudly.
âAaaaaand Now I present to you!~ The Amazing juggler Daize!~â She called out, announcing her presence. She lifted the smaller balls and began to throw and catch them, rounding them into a circle as she preformed for her friend.
âNot a single tear shall be shed when aided by this Craze!â Daize rhymed, as she added a few more balls to the display and juggled them faster.
âFor my next trick~ open your eyes and see what can surely amaze!~