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"Y-yeah."

Bobby pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs, looking into the corner of the small tent.

(Yay for lotsa short posts in a row.)

"I can't remember who my parents were..."

Senna said quietly to herself looking over to his family pictures. She felt a heavy air befall her. She felt nearly saddened. She closed her eyes and leaned forward on the bed burying her head in a pillow. After a moment of thinking about it she turned her head.

"I don't want to sound rude, with everything that's happened, but I would like to ask you something..."

A tear fell from her eye. This place, it was a depressing to think about anything. She stared off towards the back of the tent, rain continued to fall, she could see rain dripping through a small hole near one of the poles. She fixed her sight on it,waiting for it to stop, as if her concentration was enough to make it stop.

((Soul and I are sharing computers... It's MahoHaku))

Senna hesitated for a moment before asking him. She kept her voice soft as she began to speak.

"Is it nice to have parents?"

Maybe it was too soon. She didn't want to hurt his feelings. For her, he was the first person she knew who had parents. It was just something she always wanted to know about.

Bobby waited a few beats, staring at her with an unaltering calmed expression.

"It was, yeah."

"I'm sorry Bobby. They must have been nice people."

She laid in her place.

"I always imagined that parents were like having guardian angels, people to care about you no matter what. My parents disappeared, I don't remember anything about them."

"You don't remember anything?"

Bobby used his right arm to rub tears away from his cheek as he situated himself so his nose was visible as well.

"Naw... I don't remember what happened to them. I just assumed that something happened to them where they had to make the hard choice to leave me."

She bit her lip. Senna was sure that parents were always good people, but there was a hint of doubt in her voice from what she said.

"I was a freak... I knew that I wouldn't fit in society. When I was trapped in a circus I assured myself that even if I escaped I wouldn't find a place, a family. That's why I continued to work in them."

Bobby looked at her steadily and silently for a moment.

"...you're not a freak... and you shouldn't let yourself think so."

"I don't know if you've seen the outside world or heard about it... but normal people don't have wings. Walking down streets with judging eyes. Constantly I felt at fault for having them. In carnivals, Circus's, I don't feel judged. At the same time I'm never happy."

She crossed her arms in front of her propping her head up a little. Senna pulled her wings in, folding them to minimize the space that they took up.

Bobby looked away, his gaze wandering back to the dresser shortly before he rolled off the bed and pulled the covers up so he could snug under them.

"I don't know what that's like... but..."

He paused shortly as he rolled up and faced the other way as he layed down. His voice suddenly became more hushed. It turned into a whisper, almost like expected someone to be listening in.

"I'd do anything to get out of here."

"There's nothing out there for me... but if you want to leave I am more than willing to help."

She said quietly after rethinking his last statement.

"There's no reason you should suffer here. You need to be out in the world... play video games, go to parks, watch TV, do sports, go to school, have a family agian possibly and live a normal life."

Some of the things she said didn't strike any bells with him, but the first thing she said caught Bobby with curiosity.

"Video games?"

"You can't, not know, what video games are!"

Senna turned almost shocked that a kid his age wouldn't know. She sighed and looked down. The being-trapped situation is more serious than she thought.

"It's, well, a game... played on a TV. You play a character or thing and work towards completing a goal as defined by the game rules. Just like any other game it's just virtual and the character is controlled using a remote..."

She wasn't sure how well she could describe a game it just depended on how much he would understand.

He turned and laughed nervously. He didn't know what a TV was, or what 'virtual' meant, but hearing it was a some kind of 'game' where you move around a character was what he could understand.

"I know you'd like it."

She looked up towards the ceiling.

"Speaking of technology, why isn't this place ever found? I would think that planes or helicoptors that fly over would see this place, or sattelites, or something."

This bugged Bobby just a little more.

"Okay. The only thing I understood there was 'planes'."

"Helicoptors fly in all directions. Planes just fly forward... They have propellers on the top, they fly like dragon flies do in many ways."

She turned to look at Bobby above her.

"You can't stay here, none of us can. Tomorrow as soon as I can I will talk to Mr. Siff. I am sure he's thought about leaving too."

Bobby blinked. This was a change in mood for her... but he shrunk under his covers the moment she mentioned Mr. Siff again. She didn't understand...

"Bobby? It's like everyone here is afraid of Siff. It's like I am saying Lord Voldemort at in Diagon Alley."

Bobby waited under his covers a moment and peeked his eyes to look at her with a slight giggle.

"What does that mean?"

"Wow, thought referencing a book would work... okay, we are definitely not staying here. I need to show you this stuff. I won't feel satisfied till I can make a reference that you would be able to completely understand."

Bobby pulled the covers back over his head and kept his small smile. Was it him, or did he get her into leaving too?

She took a minute to take a breather.

"Bobby, there is so much that you don't know about. You have made it my personal goal to help you in the outside world. I had trouble because I have wings, but you would have trouble because you wouldn't be able to interact with others."

She flicked her wings a little, her feathers pulling closer to her as her wings resituated. She laid snugly underneath her wings. They would be enought to keep her warm, they always were. Senna detested blankets because she felt like they smother her too much. She began to doze off realizing that Bobby hadn't said anything about her last few comments.

"I guess it's goodnight then?"

"...goodnight."

A small murmer came from under the boy's covers as the last thing he would say that night.

"Goodnight Bobby. See you tommorrow."

With that they were both asleep.

((Soul and I talked this over but I want everyone's opinion on this...

We thought it might help this particular RP to mix up the rules a little. It would help to Give Siff a motive but also help add depth to the characters and how and why things happen here. Give a good reason for the rules that Siff has made.

Change it so that only people looking for work or normal circus visitors who are told about how employees are trapped get trapped.

Anyone who doesn't get told "the rules", people who don't try to get to know Siff personally or give him their name can come and go as they please. (It might possibly tie into the fact that if Siff asks your name and you give it to him, your hooked into being trapped there just from that.)

To the workers the place looks deserted, decreped, old and gloomy but to any costumers or visiters it looks brand new, like an amazing circus place.

They hold shows on weekends (Yes they need real show times in which they MUST perform or face consiquences) During mid day of course.

Weather, moods and acts are to be defined by siff. If someone doesn't perform he can make it seem as so then punish them later.

These are all just some of the things we have thought about, it might help and if there are no objections then we should go this route with all these improvements.))