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 Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 3:04 pm
"huh?" Jayden said as he looked up with a sleepy face. "Oh no problem..." Out of habit he looked to his left and right. Then faced his tiger cage with the three dangerous tigers. Using his thumb to point he asked, "Will a tiger do for ya Lathyriel."
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 4:20 pm
"Thank you," said Marcois to the curly-haired woman. "Perhaps we will be working together...even if it isn't to be, I'd like to know your name."
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 5:04 pm
In....out....In..out
The blond hair girl hunched over the desk sewing by hand what seems to be a small dolll,no it wasn't any normal doll it was a voodoo doll "Dia come here at once" A voice oh so innocent and seductive,It had a gentle english accent and the sound seem to echo lightly making it seems all so hollow.A doll's eyes snapped opened,it's violet glassy stare flittered over to Morianna.Getting up stiffly the doll made it's way to her master, and did a soft bow of it's head.The chocolate brown hair hung out in curls and the long hair danced in the breeze.A dark red top hat fitted prefectly resting on it's head.It was dressed in the same dark red color,a formal Gothic Lolita dress that had hung pitch black laces.Blending with the creamy skin,the doll had a name and that name was Dia.Prounced as 'die-ah'
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 6:27 pm
Ser turned to the man that had asked of the ring master's where abouts. "Any time, I can find any one in my territory." She gave a nod of her head. "My name is Ser, and normally Ida is with me.." She fingered her empty neck, where a once rather large spider 'necklace' hung.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 6:38 pm
Sewing the black button eye on the voodoo doll she held it up and examine it,a small smile plastered on her face as she had finished creating her doll.Getting up from her wooden chair she tie a red bow around the neck before leaving her sky blue tent.The fresh air felt cold and moist as she walk out looking for Ser.The doll Dia followed behind her like an obedient animal "Hello Ser,what a lovely time to be performing today?" Moe said looking up at the sky then back to Ser "A voodoo doll for luck" Moe hold out the voodoo doll to Ser waiting for it to be taken.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 6:59 pm
((Aaaandd.. I return, sorry for the absence dears!))
Ilia crossed the terrace of the Cirque, her watchful eyes surveying the few guests that had arrived, but more importantly watching the details of the acts and observing the performers as they prepared for the soon to start shows.
She herself was giddy expectant , she knew the performances would be spectacular, though she also knew their usual acts would need to be altered to put an underworld dweller into the state of awe that was expected.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 9:00 pm
If you let me have my way.......
Lathyriel nodded gratefully to the tamer. She timidly led the lion outside. She nervously gnawed on her lip then stopped and took a deep breath.
Lathyriel spread her hands before her towards the tiger. She concentrated on the tiger and closed her eyes. She envisioned what she wanted. Which was actually quite hard, Lathyriel had to imagine every detail, not just the tiger but that which was around it. Lathyriel hummed a single note.
When she opened her eyes the field before her was a gory massacre. The tiger was only identifiable by the bits of skin that showed the striped fur. She bit her lip again. She held her arms above her and swept them below. As she brought them down the mess resolved itself back to the tiger it was.
Lathyriel walked back towards the Cirque, she looked back, the tiger was following. Lathyriel returned the tiger to the tamer with a nod of gratitude. Her gruesome illusion was perfected, although, she doubted she should return the victim in front of the audience.
I swear I'll tear you apart........
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 9:47 pm
He inclined his head slightly, silver-green hair glimmering. Grinning to show a peek of pearly platinum-colored teeth, he told her, "I am Marcois. Thank you for your help...I'll remember that. I think I'll go to the ringleader now." He nodded shallowly again and walked off.
He saw the one he knew to be the ringleader walking across the terrace. Silently, he came up to walk beside her. "Hello, ringleader Ilia...before you say anything, let me finish. As ringleader, I know you need someone to do dirty work...heavy lifting, accounts, making people pay up, preventing thieves and their ilk, substituting in the show when needed...for most, it's not enjoyable work. However, I'd like to do these things for you...all I need from you, essentially, is your permission and your willingness not to ask questions about my methods. Will you agree or should I leave?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:07 pm
If you let me have my way.......
Lathyriel watched curiously as the man talked to their Ringleader. She was, by nature, a curious creature. She wanted to know what they were saying but she wouldn't eavesdrop on the Ringleader. He looked like some sort of mercenary... He definitely seemed arrogant. I swear I'll tear you apart........
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:33 pm
Marcois waited for the ringleader to say something. His eyes flicking to the side, he noticed someone--a girl, specifically, watching them. He turned his head at an odd angle, making sure that she could see his face. He smiled at her, making sure she could see the light hitting his teeth, then turned back around. It's not to polite to stare, sweetie...he thought.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:47 pm
If you let me have my way.......
Lathyriel smiled apologetically. She hadn't been trying to hide but she knew she'd been caught. Maybe the man didn't like people staring at him. Which was odd if he was planning to join the Cirque. Maybe he was an inquiring guest? Or perhaps an investor.
Lathyriel moved on. If it was a shy investor the Ringleader mightn't appreciate her rude behavior. But, she was still dreadfully curious.
I swear I'll tear you apart........
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 10:51 pm
Marcois could feel a sort of apologetic look behind him...he supposed she'd be confused. What kind of a person talking to the ringmaster at a cirque disliked being watched? He mused for a moment. It wasn't that he hated people staring at him, exactly. It was more of a privacy must be got when requested thing...
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:05 pm
If you let me have my way.......
Lathyriel wandered around. She wasn't quite sure what to do. She was an illusionist, a benevolent illusionist. She didn't have animals to train and the Ringleader didn't have much use for her outside of the show.
So again, Lathyriel lurked. By no choice of her own she kept walking past the stranger talking to the Ringleader. She didn't mean to. But she was quite curious. Since her feet kept bringing her around that way she decided to just look at the ground and try not to step on any spiders.
I swear I'll tear you apart........
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:11 pm
She's still around...ah, well, he thought. Not so bad, doesn't make a huge amount of noise...eh. The girl looked quite bored to him.
{going to bed...night^^}
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 11:18 pm
If you let me have my way.......Lathyriel wandered back into her tent. She decided to concoct more potions. Cirque goers elsewhere seemed ecstatic to buy the potions. Maybe she'd try to make a transformation potion? She'd never made anything too big. Minor healing potions and love droughts.
((Good night.)) I swear I'll tear you apart........
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