Cirque Du Freak RP (During the series) Open!

[Vur Horston]

Bradley growled at Larten. "Maybe you should force feed him some blood!" and stalked off, fuming at his defeat.

Darren clutched the flute with one hand and lay on the ground. Blood trickled from his nose, out from under his shirt and he was curled up part way. Oddly enough, he did look kind of like a lost puppy. "hesrawgaw" He mumbled, so slurred he couldn't even understand himself.

[stormiecrazy]

"Yes, Darren, he is gone." Mr.Crepsley said. "But do not talk to him again."

[вℓαcкνєιℓвяιde]

Tess looked at him. "Umm... He's alright.. Right?" She said, leaning onto her knees.

[Attila The Hen]

Evra walked to them. "I saw what happened, is Darren okay?" He asked, turning to Mr. Crepsley.

[Vur Horston]

Darren wondered how Mr. Crepsley understood him, when he didn't even know what he had said. "Huh?" He said and pulled himself out of the dirt, looking like a miserable mess. Every inch of him was covered in either blood, or dirt and he looked almost like he would cry. "Bradley...is...right.." he muttered, not able to get onto his feet. "Tess..thanks for helping..oh hi evra.." He looked at the snake boy with unfocused eyes.

[stormiecrazy]

"I am the one who fought the idiot." Larten mumbled angrily. "Anyways, are you cut, Darren?"

[Attila The Hen]

Evra held out a scaly hand to Darren, wanting to help him up.

[вℓαcкνєιℓвяιde]

Tess noded, smiling. "No big deal. He needs a peace of his own medicince."

[Vur Horston]

Darren frowned at Mr. Crepsley and said sarcastically. "You think with all this blood Im NOT cut!?" Sighing he mumbled. "Oh yeah, I suppose it should be Bradley's blood." He tried to get up and failed again. "He even ripped half the stiches out of my clothes!" He took Evra's hand and pulled himself up, swaying.

[stormiecrazy]

"Alright." Mr.Crepsley said, standing up as well. "I do suppose you were in need of new clothes anyways. We will go shopping tommorow."