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 Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 7:14 pm
Startling only so slightly as she was called out, Ser relaxed her fangs as she settled her eyes upon her ring master. Jumping to the ground she gave a click as she landed, and the webbing came down with in seconds. Standing, she looked off to the side. Her face was settled into a deep frown that showed her irritation as the crowd sided with her getting punished. A twitch of the corner of her eye, and she turned quickly and headed out of the main area. Going into the main tent she parked herself on a seat, as the tent had emptied itself. Folding up her legs to her chest Ser sat there with a very sour look on her face. "I am angry... thats the meaning of it. But its not approved, I understand...." She sighed as she continued to sit there, angry.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 7:30 pm
Ilia crouched beside Ser, her expression softening, as well as her voice when she spoke. It's impossible to stay angry with her, she's just too much like myself. Ilia thought, shaking her head lightly at herself.
Ilia put her finger on Ser's chin, tilting the girls head up lightly, knowing full well it was daring to touch her, but not truly caring at the moment. She couldn't tell what was upsetting Ser, and wanted to know what had gotten her so angry. It couldn't have been just the performance, could it?
"It's okay to be angry Ser, but we've gotta be a bit more careful while here. We don't want too many suspicious guests poking around." Ilia said softly, her usually deep red eyes soft and light, a small smile tugging at her lips. "What's got you angry?" She asked the girl, wanting to know if she could remedy it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 7:34 pm
{Kill them with Kindness... } Chickles raises an eye out of interest and leaps next to Uwn, crossing his legs as he watches Ser and Ilia. He grabs hold of his whip and creates a static charge with the handle, then releases the electricity to stun his nerves so he wouldn't feel the spiders crawling on him. Chickles looks at the two of them with a strait face, trying not to draw attention to himself {... He always gets the job done }
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 7:36 pm
Uwn looked at Chickles. "do these little spiders bother you Chickles?" she smiled and placed her hands on the ground behind her. She watched Ilia talking to Ser with her head tipped to one side. "she sure changes moods quickly with Ser doesn't she." She looked down at the spiders climbing over her legs.
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 7:43 pm
{Kill them with Kindness... } Chickles shakes his head and looks toward Uwn "No, but I can't help but to flinch when things touch me like spiders" He looks down at the spiders and smiles, then looks back at Uwn "Plus my bouncing would probably hurt them.. I don't want to do that.." He looks back at Ilia and Ser, finding it amazing that he could see, let alone moving and talking {... He always gets the job done }
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 8:34 pm
If you let me have my way.......Lathyriel looked at Marcois in open horror when he told her about the beginnings of his memories. She was about to speak when she heard a scream. Lathyriel looked around and saw Ilia crouched next to Ser. What had happened? She wondered. She looked on, curious. Had Ser eaten anyone? But, it seemed that Ilia had it under control...
Lathyriel smiled at Marcois. "Thank you for indulging me like this." Lathyriel gave a small bow of her head, "This conversation has sated a bit of my curiosity about you, Marcois. But, I must start selling potions now that I'm well enough to stand. Good day, and good luck with your memories.". she boged again and went to her tent.
Lathyriel headed for the crowd with a multitude of potions in the air around her. She sweetly advertised brews for just about anything, from cough remedies to love potions and a bit farther than that. I swear I'll tear you apart........
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Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 10:19 pm
Now that he figured out what had happen to Lathyriel, he realized how bored he was. um.. He ran both his hand in his hair to ruffle it up. It was his way of thinking. With is hair messy as always he just decided to walk out of the shadows and into the main crowd. He untied the cloak as he walked and dropped it on box he ran across. As he walked he got looks from the people around him. He was used to eyes walking him but the look of their eyes was the main cause of curiosity. He pulled his hands in his pockets and continued to walk.
The tamer stopped at a stand near the front of the tent. He gave a chuckle, "I get it.. I supposedly died awhile go..ha ha.." He shook his head as he got the joke. He played along and waved backed to the weary underworlders. From his locations he saw blurred figures inside the tent. Is that chickles..and..some other people i can't make out Leaning back he tried to figure it out without going inside.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 5:38 am
Ser looked up at her owner. "Even here, amonst my own kind, they..." She stopped as she looked over to the others watching. Turning her head away from then with a sound of annoyance, she closed up again. "I am sorry, I will keep it down." She gave a click of her tongue and her spiders all went back into hiding and the crowds screams died down. Standing she gave a small bow. "Punish me later, but I must keep up my duties, but stay in the shadows this time." She turned again and ran the other way, grabbing her coat and belt. Stupid place. To much like home... She narrowed her eyes as she quickly climbed a tree on the other side of the cirque and stayed hidden, humming to connect with her webs over the grounds.
{Bah, Ser is.... >< well interesting. ^^;; Sorry that she shut down like that... This actually works out, as Idk how often I am going to be on today. ^^;; Still have yet to finish that big gov. project and I go back on monday. DX}
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 12:36 pm
"You go do what you need to, sweetie," said Marcois to Lathyriel, who bowed and left. Carefully watching everything around him, he backed into the shade of the tents, the little nooks and crannies, and kept his senses open.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 2:51 pm
{Kill them with Kindness... } Chickles grips his whip again and rubs the handle with his fingers, creating another charge to absorb the static in his nerves. He leaps up into the air and onto the pole, climbing up to the trapeze. Chickles looks down and sighs, feeling a little bored "How long is this going to go on for? I doubt people will come back if this continues.." He leaps towards the trapeze line and grabs onto it, then flings himself into the air over and over again by his feet "Oh well, got nothing else to do!"
(hmm..) {... He always gets the job done }
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 6:05 pm
Uwn smiled and stood up. She looked up at the trapezes. The one that Chickles was on she didn't like using as much. So she jumped up to the second Trapeze, the one that she normally uses. She began to swing and do flips in time with Chickles. "there isn't much else to do at the moment is there..." while keeping in time with Chickles, she looked down at all the bodies on the ground. "wonder when they'll wake up... I don't want to stay up all night to open the gate for them when they finally wake up..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:25 pm
{Kill them with Kindness... } Chickles flips in the air and grabs onto the trapeze again, quickly looking at the ground as he swings "We'll probably wind up moving them out of the tent.. Though I don't think anyone would care if we left them there.." He flings himself into the air and lands on the trapeze, standing strait up as the trapeze swings. He smiles at Uwn and reaches for his whip, then wraps the lash around his torso and rubs the handle. The static from the handle channels through his upper body, tightening his muscles and stimulating his brain. As the static levels stops escalating, Chickles leaps from the trapeze and dives towards the floor, pulling the handle toward his feet with the static. He sticks to the handle and looks toward Uwn with his arms in the air, smiling as he swings around upside down "Whee!" {... He always gets the job done }
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:50 pm
Uwn smiled as he watched Chickles. "One day you're gonna fall." she laughed slightly and stood up on the trapeze. She fell down and backwards so that she hung with her knees. she bent backwards and grabbed the trapeze with a hand on either rope. She looked at Chickles. "but I think that day is a while away..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:12 pm
{Kill them with Kindness... } Chickles shrugs, creating some momentum so he can swing "Haven't fell yet!" He flings himself at the main pole and sticks to the side, standing upright as he watches Uwn "Nope, not once" He walks up the side and makes a cocky smile, almost showing off "I wouldn't get to close, this static can kill you" {... He always gets the job done }
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 11:11 pm
If you let me have my way.......Lathyriel continued to advertise her potions. People were buying them by the bundle! It would appear that people in the Under World had a taste for such things. Lathyriel glanced up at Uwn and Chickles, she clapped and smiled as she moved through the crowd.
Some of the rougher and bigger looking Under World males were starting to worry her a bit. The looks she was receiving from them were suggestive of taboo thoughts and wishes. The se looks the other girls of the Citque were getting. Unfortunately, unlike the other members of the Cirque Lathyriel was far from intimidating. Lathyriel tried to create a small sheild, just to keep wandering hands at bay, it didn't work. Maybe she should've gotten one of the guys to sell the potions after all? But, they were just as busy with their own things.
Not wanting to inconvenience anyone Lathyriel went boldly forth. She could put up with a few grabby hands if she had too. I swear I'll tear you apart........
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