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 Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 11:16 am
Shortly after the show was officially over Bobby immediately made his way to his parents' former tent, though it was very difficult to resist the urge to see Senna... she was still by herself, even after the performances were done. The young acrobat was able to catch sight of Mr. Siff talking to an unfamiliar face... a man who was throwing knives up towards the Freak Show sign. Bobby slowed a bit to watch the man's work as his heart sunk; he was trying to apply here, and unfortunately he was doing a good job.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 11:46 am
Siff only took a foot back standing confidently that the man would not hit him with the blade, and sure as he thought, the man didn't hit him. The blade hit the sign exactly where siff had asked him to hit. He glanced at the man and smirked.
"The job is yours."
He looked towards Bobby who stood to watch a bit further back. Siff had almost thought a moment to Bobby alone speaking as if he were right next to him.
"Bobby, please take this man to his tent."
After that he held his hand out to shake with Huck.
"I am the ringmaster and manager of Cirque Du clandestinité, Mr. William Siff but you my call me Mr. Siff... I don't believe I caught your name sir."
Senna got startled when she heard the blade woosh by outside and snap into the board of the freak show. The board swung back and forth a little, and at least in her perspective, the boards rusty chains had made creaky sounds as it swung. chips and a bit of dirt clouded from the sign and she looked back to Siff and the man. Before she couldn't even really see the man before now. He still was quite shadowy but she could tell it had been the man she saw before when she was in the Big top. Senna looked down to the chain which even after the show still remained. She started pulling at it trying to unlock it. Luckily she had a lock pick to use for various situation she pulled it out of her hair and slowly started unlocking the old rusted mechanism taking glances out into the mist filled midway. Not really important but she could see that it was going to start raining again.
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Kira stayed in the big top after the show was over and crawled around picking up loose change that had fell out of many peoples pockets stuffing them into her own. She found jewelry and several other goods among the junk food, dirt and wrappers that also littered the underside of the bleachers.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 1:03 pm
Huck smiled and shook Mr. Siff's hand. "I doan' think I threw it, pardner. But folks have a tendency t' call me Huck. Thanks fer the job." he said. Of course, now here came the hard part . . . getting that knife down! He smirked as he released Siff's hand. "Hope ya don't mind I gotta go get that back. Rather not lose it, y'know?" he asked as he shimmied up one of the poles holding the sign up to get his knife. Little did he know he wasn't about to be able to just get enough to get by and then hit the trail anytime soon . . .
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 1:33 pm
"Sure thing... although I'd prefer you use our blades."
He followed Huck down midway and watched him climb the poll, he waited for the right time to remove the vale that had been pulled over Huck's eyes as to what his carnival really looked like. He held his hands together and looked back to Bobby.
"I will take my leave Huck, enjoy Carnival, and my young acrobat Bobby will be assisting you to a tent."
He began walking away disappearing before Huck could look back and ask or say anything.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 1:41 pm
Bobby watched Siff nervously as Huck retrieved the blades, and looked away with a nod as attention was back on him. He had known nothing other than what he saw before him, since he was born in the circus...
The boy gestured one way and sighed inwardly. It was too late to do anything about helping Huck out, though Bobby couldn't think of anything in the first place that he could possible do to assist.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 1:47 pm
Huck had JUuuuuuuuuust got to the knife when Siff revealed what the Carnival REALLY was. Boy was he in for a surprise! It looked a lot less of a party and a lot more like . . . now what's the word? . . . Desolate wasteland? Yeah, let's go with that! As soon as he got his knife though, he almost lost his balance, sliding the pole down with the knife in his hand. Landing on his feet, he spun the knife and sheathed it. "Huh . . . cain't always believe whatcha see . . . now THAT'S some'in' I shoulda remembered." he growled. He had every intention of leaving, but seeing how he had an empty gas tank, no money and the next gas station wasn't for a few miles . . . escape wasn't immediate, but already in the thought process.
He walked up to Bobby. "Charmin' feller." he said with a shrug.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 1:52 pm
The boy glanced up at Huck before heading off without a word. All Bobby wanted to do was to go and hide in his tent, and hopefully that fact didn't show across his face.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 2:10 pm
Huck looked as he walked off and shrugged. Not much of a talker, huh? he thought as he walked back to his bike. Walking it over to some of the other tents, he found a spot far away from anything that would cause an emergency and started making a fire and setting up his bedroll. This was going to be a looooooong time.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 2:49 pm
Bobby came into view carrying the beginnings of what would be used to set up a new tent- one about as large as a trailer. In this respect, the boy was moving fairly slowly with the weight of the supplies. He made his way towards the spot Huck had chosen and looked up towards the sky: the distant grumble of thunder urged him to quicken his pace.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 4:40 pm
Coincidentally Huck's spot he had chosen to set up camp wasn't too far from the freak show trailers. in a space just behind them near some other tents. Senna had no idea what all these tents were but she worked on the chain till it came loose from her ankle allowing her to run out. She walked out the front door of the freak show walking past what appeared to be a stuff bison man. "Fake?" She though, she shuttered hoping that was the truth although it did look like the man who held her up during the performance... so maybe his suit. She pushed her curiosity aside from the figurines in the rest of the large camper and went outside where a bold of lightning had flown across the sky creating a loud crack. The wind picked up and dirt blew a little loosely as a mist began to cover the ground. Senna sure wasn't going to stay in there for much longer, a the several hours was enough time for her.
She ran around the large freak show camper to the back heading for a tent and hopefully seeing if the noise she'd heard was bobby or one of the other workers she might hunker down with in this rain. Senna stopped around the corner and clung to it peeking at the foreign worker. "American?" She personally was born in whales at the time before she was captured so she didn't know much about any countries not attached to the European continent. She stood there, wondering how to approach Bobby after being removed from the show. She stepped out and walked towards him.
"Bobby you need some help? It's the least I can do and it looks like it's going to rain."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 6:08 pm
By then Huck was busy making some coffee when Bobby and Senna were close by to his campsite. In true fashion to his roots, he tipped his hat to the two. "Need some help, pardner?" he asked, getting up from tending his campfire to come over to the two. Strangely fast for someone who usually went at the pace of sweet tea and gravy . . . which is pretty durn slow.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 8:57 pm
Seth raised his head to the sky as droplets of rain fell onto his face.He looked back down at the dirt and picked up a rock randomly.He had a bad feeling that something was off about him and not because he was hurt.He placed the rock in the center of his palm and stared at it.After a few minutes he was shocked that nothing happened.It rock should have elevated from his hand and floated back to the ground."I'm...I-losing my powers of illusion..."He said to himself trying to shake off the thought trying once more but failing.He trying a couple of more attempts before he threw the piece of earth down in frustration.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 11:07 am
Bobby looked between Senna and Huck, who had approached him offering help. He nodded to both.
"Oh- yes, thank you-"
Senna's arrival had caused the boy to smile a bit since he hadn't seen her since the beginning of the show.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 11:20 am
"Doan' worry about it, bud. Where ya takin' this stuff?" he asked. It looked like evening coffee and vittles would have to wait until this stuff got moved, taking some stuff down off of the boy's hands he also got a good glimpse of Senna. To say he wasn't checking her out for a quick second was a lie, but he didn't show it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 5:37 pm
Senna walked over to bobby and helped him lift up some of the poles to set up the tent. The design was extremely old fashioned for a tent she hand't seen anything like it but hopefully Bobby could help her pitch it up. Senna really didn't pay much attention to the new comer, assuming that he might have been there for awhile and just decided to move his tent.
"Bobby, sorry about the show... so did it go okay? Without my help I mean."
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