Silent Symphony wrote:Of The Falls wrote:Kyu chuckled. "Well then, are you saying you don't dig the kissing? And here I thought you were having as much fun as I!" She laughed and poked him in the chest, mildly amused at their playful banter. Her red hair fell in strands over her face, hanging as low as the tip of her nose. She didn't bother to push them away and clear her vision again, seeing as she already had every detail on Stefan's face memorized. She idly wondered if he'd see that as creepy, but brushed off the thought. She didn't care. If that was creepy, then creepy was just the way Kyu rolled.
Ringmaster waited at the back of the tent, hands folded over the handle of his umbrella, lightly digging its tip into the soil beneath him. He had spread the message among the camp and knew the freaks would arrive soon. If they didn't, he'd have the pleasure of delivering the duly deserved punishment, which was just as well for him. He peeked through the back tent flap and sighed, relieved. None of the audience members had showed up yet. So they had a little bit of time. Just a little...[Hey y'all! I've been busy with school, so I'm poppin' in just long enough to timeskip past the show.
*Waves magic timeskip wand* Okey dokey!]
Ringmaster stepped into his wagon, weary from the unusually long show. He had more freaks than he thought and the numbers had caught him slightly off guard. Not that the audience minded. The more freaks the better. "I am NOT to be disturbed," he declared before firmly closing the door.[Remember that you can RP as RM if you want to. Just don't have him do anything drastically out of character
and don't have him fall in love. Those are my only two rules for that. =D Ciao!]Stefan gave a chuckle, reaching a bony hand forward, brushing her crimson hair behind one ear, his expression gentle. "Trust me, I dig the kissing." he chuckled in a quiet voice, leaning forward and softly pressing his lips against hers, strands of his inky black hair falling forward, his eyelids closing over misty-grey eyes.Daniel sat on his porch, his legs swinging back and forth as he whistled "Firefly Sanctuary" by Jalan Jalan. His mossy-golden eyes flicked around the camp. He watched placidly as the show ended, his act having been earlier on in the show. Albeit tired, he was still awake, enjoying the peacefulness of the full moon and the calm night.





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