Ashley opened his eyes to look through his home made veil at Chistofer. At first he didn't say anything and just listened to him. The awkwardness of how he spoke and knew that he obvously didn't apologize that often. he wondered if he even ever apologized to his own brother.

He finally sat up before letting his shadows reep away from him and back to the places from which he'd gathered them. Christofer had restored his oreviously happy mood. "S'ok." He responeded with a grin, tilting his head slightly. "I'll help you." He added, excited that Christofer wanted his help picking out his clothing. And Christian's of course. 

He crossed his legs in front of him as he sat and looked back at Christofer. "It's best to think through things before getting angry." He said, "Or be alone when youre angry, then you can cool off and calm down before ou have to face everyone again." He spoked, taking that from experience.  

As Ringmaster walked away, Nathaniel's eyes flickered with interest. He examined his backside throughly before stalking off the the ticket booth. He waved his hands in the air to greet the unlucky souls gathered in a pathetic line in front of him. "Ah- welcome, welcome!" he chimed half-heartedly. "Welcome, to Cirque du Frique. I, am Seigfried Nathanial Experanza, one of your fellow circus freaks..."

He repeated the well known lymric that welcomes visitors to the circus, although he knew that many probably have heard it before. He walked into the ticket booth, smiling at the stares and looks of disgust as they saw his demon eye, his unusual blue and pink hair, and his overall aura. He took money until another freak had taken over the booth. He walked ahead deeper into the circus, watching to see if any of the mortals tried to sneak into a tent they weren't supposed too. He also kept an eye on Christian, watching to see if he disposed of the body as he was ordered too.

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Viral huffed and rolled his eyes at his fellow vampire and the shadow wielder. As he was put down, he dusted off his clothes, and Matheo quickly got to work examining him. "Are you hurt?" "No." "Did he touch you?" "No." "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." Matheo then turned to look at the vampire, who was severely irritated and boiling over. Matheo growled as he kept insulting his master.

[ Apollo is talking to Viral, yes? I'm not sure. ]

As Christian made his way towards the group in his demonic form, Matheo pulled Viral away. "We should go now." He said simply, and he got a grunt from his still irritated master. Viral saw the people pouring into the clearing, most inside of the fortune teller's tent and such that were open.

Viral then looked up to see another Circus freak looking down at him. He jumped up,  landing graceful like a cat. This one was mad. A loon. Viral didn't wat to speak to him, but he liked the praise. "Well, someone had to keep that freak under control. Honestly, you're the only one who hasn't irritated me yet. As of today." He added, remembering that the Ciguapa was extremely irritating most days. He then motioned to Matheo to bring him some more hairspray, which he did in little time due to the fact he hated leaving his master alone and vulnerable.

Viral sprayed his hair and fixed a few strands, feeling accomplished. "And you, Apollo.. you didn't paint over your stripes like I told you too.. they aren't vibrant enough. I'm only performing with someone who looks their best." Viral said, feeling a bit of deja vu. Matheo had brought the glow in the dark paint, which would add the the already interesting stripes he had. Viral went down on one knee ( Matheo had to hold the other so it wouldn't get dirty ) and started to paint the Ciguapa's sides, smiling as his stripes became more vibrant.

Christofer smiled lightly before nodding. "Yeah thanks" He spoke refering to the helping out with their clothes. He frowned though at the second comment. He wasn't one to be calm when getting angry. Christofer couldn't just walk away from a situation. He wasn't that strong willed to do so. His anger always got the best of him.

"Hmph....I can't do that" He spoke shaking his head allowing his hair to fall in his face. Anger managment was something he really didn't need. Ashley and Christian were the only two who seemed to know how to calm him so he was just fine with that. Darkness and his brother's love. Those were the best anger managment solutions for him.

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Christian let out a huff glancing over to the side watching Viral begin to paint the lunatic cat's stripes before schoffing. "Idiot....Your in a circus. Take us how we are or not at all. You don't live in paradise. You can't have everyone looking up to par just for you to act. I dare you not to step out there tonight just because whe 'dont' look our best" he growled facing Viral.

"Your such a brat you know that? A stupid, oblivious, little brat who think's he's better than everyone else. Well you have anouther thing comming to you and it wont' be pretty" the vampire growled shaking his head. If he didn't make such dirogatory comments he might actually like the other vampire but just by his attitude he hated him. Why had Ringmaster not done anything about that attitude? If he wanted to kill Christofer for just thinkin about running away why wasn't Viral put into his place too?

Viral gritted his teeth as he was spoken to rather rudely. He bit his tongue and broke the paintbrush in two, watching as the paint splattered and made a messy splat on the ground. Viral looked away, grabbing another paintbrush and finishing his job, not looking at Christian.

Matheo frowned and stepped up to Christian, making sure that he was positioned so he could see all three of the circus freaks in his line of vision. Matheo gritted his teeth together, pointing a finger at Christian. "No one talks to my master that way. Take him as he is, or turn around and leave. He isn't going to change. He might be rude, and you might think he is oblivious, but he is not stupid. I swear if you even look at him with any speckle of hatred I will kill you. I don't care if I am punished or killed by the Ringmaster afterwards. You don't know him. You don't know his past or his feelings, so shut up and leave."

Viral looked up from his paintjob to look at Matheo. He bit his bottom lip and put one final stroke of paint onto the Ciguapa's side before standing up to look at Christian for the first time. "My makeup is smudging, I should go apply more." He said, turning around and stalking over to his tent. Matheo's eyes followed his master before turning back to look at Christian again.

Christian listened to Matheo tell him off. He just stood there listening to his words about his idiot 'Master'. Oh how he loathed both of them. "You know what slave...Why should I take him as he is if he can't even take us the way we are? Apollo was just fine with his stripes and your childish, so called Master, is painting him. What does his past have to do with who he is today? I don't want to know his stupid sad, cry me a river, life story! I don't care. We all came from differnet areas. I don't care if his mother was murdered or his father died in a fire. There's a reason it's called a past. That's where it should stay" He growled, eyes narrowing at Matheo.

"You're goign to have to kill me becuase I do hate him. And he holds a very special place in my dark heart. Though I warn you. If you put your grubby hands on me and somehow do kill me. When Ringmaster kills you that leaves my brother to slaughter Viral and I know he'll do it with pride. And if I were you, I'd leave to follow my slave holder because he's alone right now. You don't know where my brother may be hidding. We have a shadow weilder on our side" Christian spoke straightening up.

"We are not your enemy here but if you put us in that category then so be it. Just have your pet keep his tongue in check. We do not apriciate being spoken too like we are trash because we arn't. And you all havn't seen half the crap we could do" he sighed a little annoyed by this whole thing. He got out of one fight just to walk right into anouther one. This place was starting to get to one anouther's heads.

Apollo sighed, an odd grin spreading from ear to ear as Viral painted over his beautifully natural yet odd stripes. "Goodbye.... sweet sweet stripes." He murmured in a forlorn purr as his stripes were covered by an awful human paint. 

He looked up at Christian's outburst, his grin still in place and his eyes slowing an amused light in them as he spoke. He looked back to see Viral's reaction and watched him break the paint brush. "Ohh... you broke the brush." He cooed the obvious, simply. He allowed the vampire to finished rubbing the irritating liquid onto his body before he left to put something on his own face.

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Ashley blinked, "Sure you can. Everyone can. You simply have to put your mind to it and your body will follow soon after. He stated. He shook his hair out of his face and sighed. "Well, lets go get you dressed, there are already people here and you're cutting it quite close with ringmaster lately." he stated, raising one of his pierced eyes brows at the vampire twin.

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Ringmaster went back to his own dark and quiet tent. There was light avaliable but it was hardly ever on. And if you turned the lights on you would see what a magnifisent room that it truely was. It was filled from top to bottom with things that he had collected over the years that had caught his attention other than the oddities of his circus. From stuffed anithmals to dolls and windchims and dream catchers. Books, figurines, masks, feathers, toys, kytes, ancient artifacts, rare furnitures, and  chandelier pieces. 

He moved through the darkened room and went to change into the clothes that he had planned on wearing for tonights show. He used his cane, also his medium that allowed him to weild his magic. he whipped it through the air, the action causing a whisping sound and his clothes morphed into the ones that he'd planned on wearing.  

Matheo turned to walk after Viral, but turned his head to look at Christian as he continued to rant. At that moment, he didn't care where Viral went, how Apollo looked, how many people must have been staring or why the sky was blue at that moment, he just wanted to rip the flesh off of the stupid vampire's face just then. "Slave. Yes, I guess you could say that. I am a slave. And quiet proud of it. I'd rather be a slave to a brat than be a slimy, mangy, mutt!"

Just then, Matheo's eyes glowed brightly, one hand completely distoring. His black nails seemed to spill into his fingers as they grew into large black claws. His teeth grew pointy with large canines and fangs. Clenching the fists of the opposite hand, he wiped his arm quickly, sending the gold design on his black outfit to shoot outwards and slice the vampire on his cheek. Matheo's now demonic form blazed with fury, wanting desperately to avenge his master. He wasn't going to kill Christian, for he couldn't risk being killed by Ringmaster and leaving Viral alone in the world with Christofer.

[ By the way- found more pictures of Viral and Matheo and I had to put them here <3 ]

Apollo was surprised to see Matheo lung and attack the other vampire. He didn't think that Matheo would have attacked the other standing in the tent with them. But he lunged forward as well, usuig his cat like reflexes to react quickly and speed tp get across the room and barrel into the black figure. 

He cackled madly, wrapping his unnaturally flexable body around his body, strapping the clawed hand to his side and redered the thing useless for the moment. He tackled Matheo to the ground and did what he could to keep him there, all the while chuckling lowly into the other's ear. "You're a fool, Matheo..." He purred, breathing hot breath onto his neck.

Being a Ciguapa this was a definate plus to his sex drive, but he resisted. Instead he played with matheo's hair as if he hadn't just wrestled him to the ground and he wasn't potentially strangling the life out of him if he moved. "Now now..." he purred, "I suggest you go and help your master with his face paint?" He suggested, "He might need some help hmmm?"  

Christian watched as Matheo jumped forward randomly. He was walking away. It all happened quick but the vampire's eyes caught every single move. The slave had shifted into his demon form lunging forward at him with his mutated claws and own personal symbol weapon. He watched the cat slink forward tackling the Demonic slave although out of the corner of his eye that golden weapon seemed to snap around meeting it's target. The bladed edge drug across Christian's cheek creating a long thin line of blood to form.

The vampire brought his hand up slowly, pressing his finger's against his cheek before pullin away his hand focusing on the crimson liquid now drippin down his face. A very low growl came from him as his eyes set upon the demon and cat on the floor. He was goin to thank the Ciguapa but his was war now. Matheo should have never touche him yet alone make him bleed.

Christian knew well that the mad insane cat didn't like his Demon form but it was too late to just shove his anger deep inside of him. The vampire hissed which turned into a low growl as he lept forward, shifting into his Demonic dog form baring his teeth at the Demonic slave and cat upon the ground. "Thank you, Apollo. I apologize for this"  He spoke into the cat's head before kneeling down to the ground preparing to lunge at Matheo ready to rip him to shreds. Red still seeping down his now furred chek as his yellow orbs focused on his prey.

Back at the other tent with Ashley, Christofer nodded happy to just be out of everything. "Alright sure. That would be the abo*censored*e best thi---" The vampire twin cut his sentence short as he felt his sotmach and heart drop. "Christian!" He nearly yelled spinning around and running out of the tent without a word to Ashely. He was having fun but something felt wrong.

Something was in fact wrong. As he dashed through the tent door his red gaze found his brother  crouched preparing to attack a demonic form of Matheo. "Christian!" He yelled jumping forward wrapping his arms around his Demon brother's neck. "Hey! Quit it. Calm down" Christofer yelled at the green furball who tried to toss him off his neck. 'Get off me!?" Christian yelled into his brother's head.

"Christian you must stop this! This is the seco---" Christofer dropped hs words as his scenses tunned into a familar thing. Blood. "Christian. Your bleeding" he spoke softly reaching forward and wipping the blood off his cheek before turning to Matheo. "How dare you attack him!?!" He growled releasing his brother's neck allowing the Green dog to step forward snarling, digging it's claws into the soft earth beneath them. "Kill him, Christian. Enjoy it for me...." The vampire twin chuckled, his eyes oddly darkening hteir red color watching Christian's form lunge forward towards Matheo. Claws and teeth both extended ready to dig into the flesh of his prey.

Apollo actually lost his grin when Christian lost his human features. "Good luck fool" Apollos hissed and his body seemed to materialize. His lower half going first and then his upper half and finally his head, leaving only his stripes and a wicked smile. The paint fell to the ground and on Matheo, it couldn't travel with him. "Ta ta~" he purred.

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Asheley's eyes widened when Chistofer suddenly jumped up and ran off, mentioning something about his twin brother, Christian. He soon jumped up and followed after him, knowing that what must be happening couldn't be good. The twins were connected through some mental bond that Ashley couldn't even begin to understand. 

He arrived back at the place where all of this had started. Where Christian and Christofer had been fighting earlier the sam night and he stopped in the entrance to look in on the ruckus. At first he thought that Christofer was actually going to do the right thing and try and stop his brother from attacking but he was wrong when the twin stepped away and let his brother at him.

He growled, allowing his fangs to show and he raised his hands again. Forcing his shadows to come to him for the fourth time today. "You are all useless..." he growled. His shadows whisped forward quickly, wrapping around everying in front of him. Matheo, Christian, and Christofer and picked them up. Whether they were close to each other or not, they couldn't move while he had control over them.

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Apollo had made his slinking way across the circus grounds and into Ringmaster's tent. "Ringmaster!~" he purred, coming into the darkened tent and slinking right up Ringmaster's form ontp his shoulders where he proceeded to loung. "You're collections...." He purred into his master's ear, "Are determined to break one another..." He said excitedly, a grin on his face as usual. 

Ringmaster glanced at Apollo, a snarl coming onto his face before he turned and left the tent that he was in, leaving Apollo to disappear into thin air. Ringmaster picked up the pace, he wasn't exactly running but he wasn't taking a leisurly stroll either. "This way please~" Apollo purred, appearing at Ringmaster's side, pointed, and disappeared again.

Ringmaster made his way into the tent that he had only been in half an hour ago. He snarled lously, showing his teeth. He brought up his cane again and swung it through the air and it transferred over to a whip once again. "Enough! You imbesils!!" He barked, cracking the whip. "Ashley!! Drop them! You've done enough!" He cracked the whip again. Ashley jumped away at the sound behind him, he'd been hit with that thing before and he didn't want that to happen again. 

The shadows dropped, freeing his victims as he went to cowar in a corner.  

Matheo's widened as the Ciguapa wrapped itself around him, making his clawed arm tuck closely to his side. As he felt the cat toy with his hair, he closed his eyes, imagining the cat to be Viral, running his hands through his hair instead. Then, as he heard the purring, Matheo snarled, raising his other hand to try and pry the cat off of him. But as he looked up, he saw the demonic form of Christian above him. Matheo half-hissed half-growled at him. He wanted to rake the stupid fur off of his body. Both of their demonic forms clashing together.. it made Matheo's mouth water with bloodlust.

As Matheo heard the mention of his master, he was half tempted to go to him, but he couldn't. Not after Christian's outburst. Then, he felt the weight of the Ciguapa release, and he noticed the paint on Apollo's side disappear. He wanted to kill Christofer too- he had been releaved before when he had told him to stop; maybe he had realized his foolish actions. But as Christofer noticed the blood, he turned as foolish as his brother and stepped back. Matheo growled again as the shadow wielder joined the fight. Matheo leapt away from the shadows, not being able to see Christian, Ashley or Christofer- only a wall of darkness.

As he looked to his side, he noticed Viral peeking through the tent. It made Matheo's heart flutter. Viral looked distressed and irritated at the same time. He pushed through the thin fabric of the tent walls to run up to Matheo. "You idiot! I didn't tell you to pick a fight with them, damnit! Turn back to your human form, NOW!" Matheo's weapon seeped back into his fabric, and his eyes losing their demonic glow. Matheo reached down to give his master an apologetic hug, but Viral rejected him and blocked with his arm. "No- you need to fix this damn thing. Apologize to those god damn twins and let's leave them!" Matheo felt wierd- his master was being too reasonable. But he followed his orders. "Yes, my master." But as he turned around to go back into the shadows, he heard the crack of a whip.

Viral ducked, ramming into Matheo's stomach. Matheo crouched protectively over Viral, making sure that he did not get hurt by the whip he knew the noise belonged too.

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[ May post with Seigfreid ]

Christian was ready to rip out Matheo's throat until shadows caught him in mid jump just as they had Christofer earlier. He took a deep breath and let out a low growl calming himself down, thus shifting back into his vampire form. The crack of his whip caused Christian to jump at first not being able to see Ringmaster but only hearing him and the whip. He didn't know where the thing was going and just prepared for an impact though one didn't come. The shadows melted away as he watched Ringmaster apear.

Christofer simply stepped aside focusing on their man. He didn't know how he would take it all because it wasn't even twenty minutes that they all had started fighting again from that first rumble him and his twin had this morning. His eyes traveled to his brother's bleeding cheek before letting out a low hiss. This was all Matheo's fault and his stupid master's. Though christofer didn't quite know what Christian said to provoke him. That may have been the key but what ever it was didn't mean the slave could attack him randomly.

"I demand to know whats going on here!" ringmaster barked loudly, his features and tone of voice a strong indication that he was thoroughly upset at the circus members. "what possesses you to act this way minutes before a show?" He growled, his clothes and hair whipping around and the air around him distinctly thicker and tense around him.

His emerald green eyes roaming over each member, their depth darker than normal at his rage. He jerked the hilt of his whip through the air quickly, causing that heart stopping crack to envelope around the members of the circus in the closed off tent. "I will hear... from each and every one of you after the show tonigt. I will decide your punishments from there on." He glared. 

"I refuse to put up with such behavior amunst my collection." He clenched his teeth, knowing full well that if he punished their actions now that it would, in fact, interfear with his show tonight, if he didn't simply kill his suboardinates. Because he knew that it would be severe. "Now, be prepared for tonight in 10 minutes. If you're late, youre dead." He promised and then turned on his heel and left the tent that all of his collection had managed to end up in together and back to his own tent.

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"ohhhh" Apollo purred, his form appearing slowly in the entrance way to the tent. He stood properly, as if he actually had some sort of appropriate set of manners before he bent over backwards and laid down onto his chset, holding his clawed nails out in front of him. He grinned at the circus members.

"Do you think we're in trouble?" He asked in a purr.

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Ashley, having fled as soon as Ringmaster had first cracked his whip behind him. He emerged from his protective wall of shadows in a corner of the tent and simply stared at the group gathered toward the center of the tent. "What..... in the hell is wrong with you guys?" He asked simply, dumbfounded. "Do you want to be killed?" he asked, "I don't particularly want to be thanks for asking." He stated before he went off to leave the tent to get ready for the show. 

Matheo stayed crouched over his precious master as the Ringmaster stood there, glaring at all of his collections. Matheo didn't dare to glare back, for Viral could have been in risk. He just held him, breathing in his sweet sweet cologne, and before he knew it, the Ringmaster had threatened them with death, and had left.

Viral, who was a bit shaken by the whole thing, was a bit late inrealizing the way he was clinging to Matheo. He quickly let go, blushing and dusting off his clothes. He turned to look at the other freaks, who had at those past moments been scared out of their mind- or so it seemed. Matheo turned to Ashley, who had vanished without a trace and then dared to some back again. He didn't reply to the Shadow-Wielder's question, he simply looked at him with indifferent gold eyes. As Ashley left, Viral walked away from Matheo and headed towards the shifting twins. Matheo had made a motion to stop him, but decided against it.

Viral looked up to the twins, as he was much shorter and younger than them. He couldn't help feeling envious. "Look, I know that we aren't the best of acquaintances, and I apologize for Matheo's rude outburst in actions. He is a bit like an dog on a rotted leash." He said, with no pun really intended. He reached into the pocket of his circus outfit, pulling out a bandaid, a brush and some sort of makeup. He gave the items to Christian. "The bandaid is for your wound, and the makeup is a very unique kind that will cover the bandage up, so you'll look alright for the show." With that, he bowed his head at Christofer, and then turned back to Matheo.

"I need to get you ready. Your hair is an utter mess." Matheo smiled at this. "Yes, my master." He said, walking with him out of the tent with him and into the familiar one his master used to get himself ready. Matheo sat down in a chair, while Viral picked up a brush and ran it thorugh Matheo's jet black hair.

Christian took the items Viral had handed him before sighing. He didn't bother reaching up to feel his cheek. He knew the blood was probably dried by now and that Ringmaster was pissed beyond reason. There was no reason to even address his words when he knew he was sort of at fault along with Viral's slave. He took a deep breath turning to face Christofer who simply shook his head and held out his hand for Christian, who happily took it.

With that the two twins walked out hand in hand not saying a single word to anyone. Not a thanks to Viral nor any comments towards Ringmaster who had disapeared or Ashley. Things wern't very happy between them or the rest of the circus members. Christofer lead him into their own tent that was shrouded by darkness from the black interior. There was a single light over a mirror that Christofer let Christian go at and actually sat him down on a stool.

"Come my brother. We must get ready then go our seperate ways for the show" Christofer called back grabbing wo sets of clothes and actually placed them onto the table noticing Christian check out his cheek in the mirror. He went to bring his hand up to run across the wound but Christofer stopped it taking the bandaid that Viral gave them and put it on his cheek, kissing it when it was firmly on. "This won't last long but it was a nice gesture" Christofer frowned grabbing the small black top hat and fastening it firmly onto Christain's hair fixing it so the bow strings hung down his back. He kneeled on the ground so that he was looking eye to eye with his sitting twin and fixed his chocker so that Ringmaster could tell them apart. This was a must for Ringmaster and an every day accesorry in which neither of them minded really much.

"Come...get dressed" Christofer spoke beginning to strip out of his 'rags' and slipping into tight black skinny pants with green suspenders hanging on them. he slipped a frill like lace shirt on with the flur de lis design all over it. He cuffed teh ruffles at his wrists. He slipped green gloves upon his hands then positioned the same small black top hat on his head with the green bow as he did his brothers. He looked at himself in the mirror before sighing and fastening small green earings into his ears nodding once done.

"There we go. Now...I must go but please.... please be good dear brother" Christofer spoke reaching forward and cupping Christian's chin in his right hand. He staired into his red eyes before nodding softly. "Please?" He asked a little worried. "I won't start anything nor will I fight until our performance" Christian spoke with a sort of dead voice as he just staired at him not really amused by his brother's loving attention toward him at this time. With that Christofer sighed and exited the tent going off to do his thing before the show.

Christian took seconds to get dressed in the exact same outfit as his brother before he too exited the tent. This time heading towards Ringmaster's tent. He wanted to apologize and just hang out with him before the show. There was no need to dilly dally with his neighbors and fellow circus freaks only to get into anouther agrument and fight. He needed to apologize for earlier and just a second ago.

Ashley mad his way into the back of the main tent, the biggest one at this circus, to look over the audience and see how many had turned up here tonight. He moved through the dark corners in the tent, making sure that no one saw him. Simply because no one was supposed to see him or he would get into further trouble with Ringmaster. He didn't want that.

It seemed like a decent sized audience had come out to see the traveling group of freaks. More than usual even. Usually that would be a good thing, but Ashley didn't think so. He only hoped that no one messed up tonight as some had done before at shows. Ringmaster would never forgive them. And he was in even more of a bad mood tonight. No one needed to push him any further.

Ashely sighed, moving his hands so that a few of his precious shadows rolled out into the light of the arena, moving light black smoke over the ground. SOme moving into the audience. he would do this for a few minutes, keeping the audience intertained while the actual performers got ready behind the scenes.

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Ringmaster paced, seething over the fact that his subboardinates had chosen tonight of all nights to act foolishly and rip each other to shreds. And not only that but all of this running around to break up the mongrols his limp had started up again and he'd resulted to leaning heavily on his cane to stay standing. 

And as if his thoughts had summoned him, one of his subboardinates caught his attention. Christian. Ringmaster glared at him as he made his way toward his tent, wondering what in the world he could possibly want this time. After causing so much trouble already did he really think it was appropriate to come directly to him?

"Christian." He hissed. He wasn't in his tent, but just beside it. If he went to his tent when he was angry he had the tendency to take out his anger on the things he had collected over the years and he later regretted doing so. So he'd learned to stay ouside. "What do you want now?" He asked.  

Viral continued to brush Matheo's hair. Even as a Demon's hair cannot tangle, Viral liked to brush it anyways. Matheo's ebony hair shined with the light in the small tent, making Viral feel even more satified by his 'handywork'. Viral moved around to the front of Matheo to get his bangs. At this, Matheo smiled. He watched as the small muscles under Viral's tight uniform.

Why did a demon feel for a vampire in such way? Matheo often asked himself. It couldn't have been the contract, because Matheo felt just as strongly before. Suddenly, Viral put down the brush and leaned back against his dresser, crossing his arms and looking at Matheo sternly. Matheo looked up with a grin.

"What's the matter with you?" He asked. The question took Matheo off guard. "Why didn't you just follow me into the tent? You just had to pick a fight with the twins." He said, sighing. Matheo tilted his head. "They made rude comments about you, my lord." Viral tsked, shaking his head. "Matheo, as much as I would have liked to see that damn mongrel dead on the floor on that moment, I see now that it would have been a terrible idea. Do you know what could have happened?" Matheo nodded, intent on hearing every crisp word his master said.

Viral then picked up some black eyeshadow, brushing lightly over Matheo's already dark eyelids. Matheo took the contact as an opportunity. He grabbed Viral's wrist, pulling into a forceful kiss. Viral's dual-colored eyes widened and he pushed away from him. Matheo just sat there with his pointed tongue rolling over his top lip. Viral gave a slight 'hmph' and set the makeup down, turning to Matheo as if the kiss never happened. "Take of your clothes." Matheo grinned at these words, wishing that Viral ment it in a different way. He slipped his black over coat off.

Viral held his head up as he disappeared behind piles of stage props and outfits. Matheo's eyes never left the spot that he left empty. When he came back, the demon was fully exposed, but Viral didn't even shoot a glance towards his pale skin. By the time Viral turned around, Matheo was already dressed in the circus attire. He had a jet black corset over a spider-web designed top. He had jet black shorts over black and white striped tights which became heeled boots at the bottom. Viral nodded and left the tent to follow the other freaks to where the show was being held.

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Seigfried had been disposing of the dead body the entire time during the fight. No doubt he had heard it, but hearing the crack of the whip re*censored*ured him that it had been taken care of. After the body was disposed of, Nathaniel picked up a flower and added it to his top hat. He smirked and headed towards the tent where the show was going to take place.

Nathaniel walked inside, noting Ashley, who was going to entertain the guests as they waited for the show to start. As the rest of the circus freaks piled into the backstage to get props, etc, Seigfried glanced over to see Ringmaster and Christian together again. Seigfried snorted. Why the hell won't Christian leave him alone?

Shrugging it off, Seigfried walked towards Ashley. "Keeping the audience busy, are we? Good, puppet." He said, grinning at Ashley and a puppet dropped from the ceiling, halting just above Ashley's head. "Won't you be my puppet tonight?" He asked, as the puppet fell down and crumbled onto the floor. "Mine seems to be a bit.. broken."

[ Sorry for epically long post @__@ ]

Christian jumped a little bit when he heard Ringmaster hiss at him. He was expecting to be able to gather his thoughts before he faced him but no. Ringmaster had to be outside of his tent instead of inside dwelling on the previous events. He took a deep breath before slowly letting it out and turning his attention to the one man who owned him and all the others.

"Ringmaster...." He called softly sort of looking at his feet as he made his way to stand in front of him. "I wanted to apologize for my actions. I knew you wanted to hear what happened later but...I wanted to apologize. It was sort of I who started it all. Viral insulted us by telling us to get fixed up because he wasn't going to work with someone looking as we did. I spoke back and offended the demon who lashed out at me. Apollo protected me but fled when I shifted. Christofer tried to stop me until he seen what the demon did to my cheek thus letting me go and that's when Ashley stepped forward and stopped everything" He explained rather quickly a little scared to look directly into Ringmaster's eyes. He knew he was pissed and didn't want to witness the harsh look. It sorta intimidated him.

"As for who attacked first...I hate tattling but you hate liers and wanted the truth so....Methao lunged forward first. Lashing out at me. The damage would have been much worse if it wern't for apollo. I was taken off guard not  expecting one moment him to be normal then the next a weapon welding madman. Though I do not blame him...I can not" Christan spoke shaking his head finially gaining the courage to look up at his face but noting in his mind that he was slightly messy. The odd sense of fixing him came into his mind as he reached his delicatly gloved hands up and straightened Ringmaster's bow tie up making it straight before clipping a button into place on his jacket that had come undone.

"I'm sorry but you look much nicer when your put together than going into a show mad and slightly a mess" He spoke softly observing the rest of Ringmaster's outfit before finding it perfect and sorta stepping back slightly not sure how he would take the whole thing.

Ringmaster watched Christian step closer to him, raising his chin to look down at the, only slightly, shorter male. He didn't care much for apologies. Apologies didn't make things better or fix anything that the guilty party had messed up. But at the very least he wouuldn't have to stand in front of all of his subboardinates after the show tonight and hear all of their excuses at the same time. That would drive him crazy. he could barely stand one person talking to him at once. 

He was having a bit of trouble deciding if Christian was lying to him. He needed to look at the eyes to determine that and the only thing he could really read from the way that Christian was holding himself in front of him was that he was nervous and slighly hesitant to be giving him this information. And he was talking to fast to get anything from that either. How useless this had inevidently turned out to be. 

But something that Ringmaster had not expected and that threw him off of his thought process rather roughly was the fact that Christian reached out and touched him. Openly. And started to fix his wardrobe. And with only the slightest of hesitation as that. He was used to his subboardinates being afraid of him. The very thought of him. But one of them touching him so freely was something totally different. He was going to respond but decided to wait until Christian had finished doing whatever he was doing to his wardrobe to speak. He watched his subboarinates face silently, unmoving as Chirstian worked. Watching his face as he concentrated on what he was doing. His eyes landing on the new gash covered with a bandaid on the other's face.

Christian fixing his jacket and tie and talking to him had calmed his anger. Oddly. He simply nodded in response to looking nicer when his clothes were in order and proceeded to clear his throat. And now it was his turn to speak. "From what you've told me you didn't start anything." He said simply. It was irritating the way that Christian kept defending the weirdos walking around here. "I would expect that everyone here could take a few words." His voice was like a purr. "But I thought wrong." Viral and his.... whatever Matho was to him... had caused the problem this time. 

"But it's odd." Ringmaster stated, coming back from his thought process and back to the here and now. "That you, Christian, seem to be determined to defend the very people that hurt you." He took and step closer to Christian seeing as he had taken one away from him and took the twin's chin between his fingers firmly and tilted his head to the side to look at the wound on his cheek. "So determined that you would end your own life for something so meaningless." He sighed, his voice going up at the end of his sentence. He removed the little bandaid and let it grop to the ground. "Those wont stay when you change your form." He advised. And then looked at Christian's eyes again. He could fix it. 

"Do not move." He commanded with a stern gaze. He didn't want anything awkward or unwanted on his side coming from what he was about to do. Once he was sure that Christian was going to remain where he was and not move around. He sighed and reached down to gripone of Christian's wrists forcibly and extended his face closer to Christians and parted his hips. No going back now. He ran his tongue over the length of the wound sofly and drew back to watch that gash begin to dissolve slowly. He was satisfied with his work and released Christian completely, taking both of his hands back.

"Now, go to your place, Christian." He told him and turned away to go and address the audience. 

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Ashly shifted his deep, blue gaze from his currently amused audience in front of him and towards Nathaniel. His ex
pression changed from that of a blank and slightly bored gaze to a confused one. "Puppet?" He inquired, tilting his blonde head to the side slightly. 

"I don't know how to be a puppet." The demon stated simply, looking over the other man in front of him.  His hands out in front of him as he control the shodows rolling around.