A club where members perform magic (mundane or otherworldly?) and acrobatics and train for the (future?) Nightmare Circus.










Ken found himself in an athletics complex. As he walked around, he could hear the squeak of sneakers; the dribbling, hitting, passing, or spiking of various kinds of balls; and the exertions of players in groans and grunts. The peculiar cadence of shouted cheers drew him briefly to an open door and to watch a partial cheerleading squad warm-up.

It took Ken some time to find the studio that housed the Magic and Acrobatics Club. The afternoon sun reflecting off the waxed wood floor dazzled his eyes as he entered. The high white walls and ceiling made the room huge, airy, and light.

The faraway walls to the left and right, or rather east and west, were sliding glass doors. The west one led to a balcony overlooking the track field. The east one faced the interior plaza of the complex.

The back wall had a series of mirrors, perhaps eight feet in height, running the entire width. A polished wood bar bisected each mirror at waist height. Reflected in those mirrors, he could see that in the near corners were piles of exercise mats and other equipment stacked up in front of the sliding doors of the storage spaces.

Ken sighed. Where was everyone? He squinted at a very small notation. Huh. It was a non-school activity. It would not be until later in the day until this club met.

(OOC: EDIT: I forgot that this was one of the "Non-School Activity" clubs. /EDIT. As I'm involved with 5 clubs and there is no actual schedule as of yet, I'm laying down the groundwork for the eventual use of the room--that and it gives me something to do. Frankly, I don't know which club to go to first and no one has yet posted entry in any of the other clubs.)