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Karma rubbed her temples, willing her blood pressure to drop. "Alice, that was the Mistress. She runs the circus and everyone hates her. Well, except Silk who bent her way into her heart like a goody two shoes."
Karma rubbed her temples, willing her blood pressure to drop. "Alice, that was the Mistress. She runs the circus and everyone hates her. Well, except Silk who bent her way into her heart like a goody two shoes."
Taking a deep breath in and then forcing it out through his teeth, Rei walked out onto the rope again. "Two hours until curtain," he muttered. Despite having a burning hatred for practice, and basically every other part of his schedule, Rei didn't mind it too much when they had shows. Surprisingly, it was something that took his mind off of where he was.
Silk ignored Karma. Maybe she should shut her mouth before she Bent someone to shut it for her.
Gently, Cyrus hugs him. He takes a deep breath. "It's okay… We'll get out of here soon." He says gently.
Alice was glad the Mistress hadn't noticed her since she was in a corner, glancing at Karma when she said her name. "I can see that everyone hates me, I think I might end up hating her too." She said the last part a bit quieter.
Arthur speaks up again, “Let’s be nice.” He says sternly, quickly letting go of Cyrus’s hand, “back to practicing, we must be perfect for the show tonight”
She smiled a little. "We don't hate you, just don't want to get beaten with the whip she always carries. Everyone here has their fair share of scars, trust me."
(Silk seems a bit violent XD)
Stopping, Rei hooked his legs around the rope and hung upside down. This was mostly out of boredom, considering they all practiced exactly like this almost every day. Quietly, he listened to what the others were saying, his skin prickling at Karma's comment. People only become frustrated when that woman comes around.
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Cyrus starts before taking a deep breath. He walks back to the trapeze. He takes a deep breath. He didn't want to upset Arthur.
Same//
She smiled a little. "We don't hate you, just don't want to get beaten with the whip she always carries. Everyone here has their fair share of scars, trust me."
"…Are you serious? I hate her now. Is she even allowed to hit us?" She asked, a shocked look on her face.
“She runs this place, she can, and will, do whatever she needs to keep us in like” Arthur says quietly
Alice glanced at Arthur and sighed. "Okay then, but I still hate her and will always hate her."
She shrugged. "Probably not. But who cares? We're just actors. She only ever does it when it's just us and the only people we see are in the audience."
Cyrus turns away. it's just a petty crush… what was he doing? He sighs and places a hand on the pole to the trapeze.
She shrugged. "Probably not. But who cares? We're just actors. She only ever does it when it's just us and the only people we see are in the audience."
"I know that…" Alice mumbled quietly.
Arthur lays out on his hoop in the center of the ring and pulls it up towards the top of the tent, he inhales deeply, looking over at Cyrus then looking quickly away. And begins to sing.
"Unless, of course, you're me. I can't tell you how many times I've come up with excuses as to why I have so many scars on my back. Damn this costume." She tugged down the crop top subconsciously, covering the edges of scars that had started to show from her shirt riding up.
Cyrus listens to Arthur sing. It had always calmed him, no matter how many times he denied it. He relaxes, his breathing easing slowly.
Alice smiled slightly. "Do I have to perform tonight?" She asked, some people wanted the newbies to perform the first night and others didn't.
"I don't think so. I think she'll just let you sit back and watch. She did that with most of us." She rubbed her eyes. "Goddamnit, I got dust in my eye." She scrubbed it until she felt something drop. "Ah shit, there goes my contact." She looked up again, one eye still a bright dazzling green and the other a deep ruby red.
Alice nodded in understanding then glanced at Karma with one green eye and another a deep red. "Aaand you have heterochromia now." She stood up and looked around, trying to find her contact.
She chuckled softly. "I wish. That'd make for a so much more interesting act." She bent down, searching on the dirt floor for her missing color contact.
Alice also helped her search for her other contact. "If you want to have an interesting act, why not just not wear the contacts at all?" She asked curiously.
Silk sighed and moved off of her pole, walking away to a farther one. Clearly they hadn’t learned their lesson. Their chatter irritated her beyond measure. Karma was a f—ing complainer, Arthur a child, and Cyrus a wimp. They had a few lashings to be given, certainly.
"Because Mistress told me to. You know, red eyes are connected to demons and that would scare the kiddies which would lose money cause they would stop coming to the show and we can't be having that. I'd rather just wear them than deal with the whippings that come with disobeying."
"Oh okay then." She kept looking around for Karma's contact, not sure where it was at all.
"You know what, I have extras back at my tent, come on." She gestured for her to follow as she headed back to her room to grab another one.
"Okay then." She stood up and quietly followed her to her tent.
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