(( Because he's my mental case =3 Can't you tell? I don't think anyone is going to like him very much ^3^

EDIT: Would you like him to act? He could scare Shizu senseless ~<3 ))

[[Man reacting to that fight is hard when I am in the middle of RIPPING BREAKS HEAD OFF. so give Zinc a few minutes to get adjusted.

Also Andy isn't being lifeless. He's being all "man these guys are so dumb lol."]]

Spider watched Ariskye, the transforming one from before. He had been so caught up in listening to everyone else he had never caught her name. At the comment that Kioko asked for help, he stepped forward, but Ariskye was quicker. So instead he hung back and waited, picking his suitcase back up. He was unaware of the turmoil taking place back at the Circus, which was probably a good thing anyway. Spider had never been angry before. It probably isn't an emotion he should be introduced to. The Blodwens controlled their anger very poorly.

He turned to Kioko, a bit surprised. "Oh, you're welcome." He couldn't imagine not being a gentleman, but was a little surprised actually being called one anyway. He folded the coat under his arms, and his eyes drifted to the Circus. He had a bad feeling, and Spider didn't like having a bad feeling.

- - -

The man didn't seem to walk up, in fact, he didn't seem to even appear. He was just there. Most likely he had walked up, sauntering in his sauntering way, but nobody noticed him because they were clearly distracted by someone a bit more ridiculous. Normally his appearance would be a happy one, or at least, happy for him anyway. He was a happy, goodhearted person, most of the time.

But at the moment he was quite upset, and very, very disappointed in everyone. Mostly Sera, for leaving such a poor creature in the capable hands of these... ahem, buffoons. How would Spider learn to be a good person in this environment? They should have just left him in the basement.

His silver eyes flashed, and his arms folded in disappointment over his chest. "What is this? You're all just going to let this skirt wearing poof hurt your friends? Pathetic. Pa! The! Tic!" Zinc's lips turned into a snarl and he took his foot, and booted Break square in the back of the head. Of course, before anyone could retaliate, he was already moving towards Raphael, because all in all, he blamed him for this idiots behavior.

"Raphael, isn't it?" He turned impressively to shove his finger right in front of the man's nose. "What kind of leader are you?! He's manhandling your wounded charges and all you can do is stand here? Take charge and punch him in the nose, since he's a shark that's the best way to teach him a lesson, no? Quite the display of weakness to let him get his way, idiot. These people depend on you. You're not doing a very good job of protecting them."

[[I have a few characters that might like him. But yeah. They're not magical special.]]

(( OH SNAP! Made me laugh so hard, I nearly had an asthma attack. -Rolls around on the ground trying to breathe- Also, how can Zinc kick a seven foot dood in the head? He be taaaaaaall.))

((Oh the evilness. D8 Low blow. xD AND. I think we should have a quiet moment soon. Simply so we can move to another town without throwing death glares everywhere. xD))

Her ex
pression never seeming to change, Maya could only return Breaks glare, her hands clenched as she allowed her wings to fall. She couldn't, despite how much she wanted to, do anything in this situation. She was still frightened of the guy, and it wasn't like she'd stand much of a chance, anyway.

She only looked away from Break once Dravius emerged from his van, his voice pulling her eyes away from the malicious visitor, her ex
pression set. It was, naturally, the point blank statement from the Co-Owners lips that caused her ex
pression to switch. Despair, and something close to shock masked her features... She had been certain he hadn't known. Not that it seemed to matter much anymore.

Taking a couple of steps back, her eyes masked by her golden cascade of hair, she turned and fled; Her destination not important. She simply needed to get out of there, though in all reality it probably wouldn't do much good.

Raphael had blazed at the scene. Clearly, Break still had control...Before the Ring Master or even Julian could react, however, another being seemingly appeared out of nowhere aiming a kick at Break.

Julian's face blanched at the sight, Raphael having no chance to do anything before the male was quite literally in front of him. He listened, but didn't take notice. Hell. Did he have a freaking chance?... Course not.
With unbridled rage he struggled to keep under control, the Ring Master pushed past this pink haired stranger. "And your in my way," He said shortly, his voice throbbing with the desire to cause severe pain. Not that he'd do it, not yet, anyway.

"Xerxes," He said, Julian readying a number of blades behind his shoulder. The Ring Master glanced over, then sighed. "Don't bother Julian, it won't work." He turned back to Break, his eyes flickering to Dravius before they focused on the taller male. "You. You've caused enough has.sle. I suggest you leave. Now,"

He knew it was pointless. Break would most likely return later if he left now, though that didn't matter. What mattered now, was getting the guy away from the others, and if he didn't leave willingly. Raphael would have to deal with him the other way. Fighting, however, was completely out of the question... Such a scene would only cause more damage, not that he wouldn't if he had to.

Almost on its own, his ability was taking hold, a slight sliver of burning pain directed at the Street performer. It wasn't really painful, but it was a warning, and if it came to it, he was more than willing to increase the scale of said feeling. "I really wouldn't dawdle, if I were you," He said, his voice dark.

Andrew watched curiously, everyone seemed to be breaking down right in front of him and he had the pleasurable opportunity to watch from a comfortable and leisurely distance so that any new motion would catch his attention and he wouldn't be too tempted to join in and cause just a bit more trouble if he could.

He watched Break get kicked in the back of the head and raised his eyebrows, his lips curling into a surprised but pleased smirk. Interesting... These people have no self control over themselves... He noted as he 'studies' the ones in front of him. Behind the scenes is far more entertaining than the actual show that people pay for. He thought, blinking and shifting his weight to his other leg. 

Break yelped as a foot connected with the back of his head, but as he went down, he caught himself just before any of his clothing touched the ground. His white-clonde hair grazed the ground as he pushed himself up, combing his hair back. As soon as Break had broken contact with Dravius, the Co-Master seemed to snap out of it, blinking and looking generally dazed. Break snarled, glaring deeply at the boy who had kicked him.

Break listened silently to Raphael's demands, shrugging when he ended. "Alright. Your Circus is a terrible bore. I will return to see my Wolfe, be as.sured. Toodles!" Break wiggled his fingers as he swept away, jingling loudly as he went. Break went back the way he came, slinking through the trees, until he was out of sight. Just as he went out of sight, he threw his blonde head back and laughed, a mocking, malicious sound, almost inhuman.

Dravius shook his head, looking around in confusion. "What?" He said, rubbing his eyes. "I was asleep, but now I'm out here. What?" He closed his eyes, sitting down on the ground with a yawn. "Where'd Break go?" Dravius asked, looking around, and shivering as the laugh was heard. "That is less than good. What did you do, kick him?" Dravius yawned again, shaking his white hair into his eyes.

"Wait, who is he?" Dravius asked, pointing to Zinc. "And where's Maya?" Dravius's voice carried confusion as he looked around, rubbing his bad eye hard. Break seemed to have a margin of control over the boy, at least when he was touching him.

((Ooooo. Nylat's really got a bone to pick with him. She's practically gonna applaud Zinc for that boot to the head. XD Now, No posting yet, I gotta read the other posts.))

Waiting for Kioko to get done with her sneakers and socks, she continued to look at the forest around them and felt herself calming more. Ariskye smiled to herself before glancing at Kioko had spoken to her again. "Then how about you hold onto my neck in my wolf form so you can get used to the feel of your legs?" Ariskye suggested as she cocked her head to one side as she glanced at the white-haired girl before her.

While waiting for Kioko to answer, she glanced at Spider who had sounded rather surprised when Kioko thanked him and called him a gentleman. A small smirk curved her lips before she shook her head slightly and her black hair covered more of her face.

Nylat shifted uneasily as she stood beside Raphael, looking positively dreadful. Today was just stressful on the hybrid, and no matter how much her paws tugged her after Mayanna, she wanted to find out what was going on. Dravius had sat here and said....Nylat couldn't even repeat it in her head. And the hybrid was positive he'd had no knowledge of it. On top of that, it had come out of the blue. Now, he seemed to have no memory of what had happened. Nylat sat, her eyes hard and unforgiving as she answered just one of the Co-master's questions. The only one she really cared about at this point.
"Oh, you don't know where she went? Suprise suprise."
Though it was obvious to the hybrid that Break was involved in this, she wasn't in the mood and presented a rather furious disposition. At this point, she'd even snap at Raphael. She was tired, and the day had been long. And she doubted it was even noon, if her luck was what she expected. Nylat stood, padding off in the direction Maya had gone. She wasn't going nearly as fast, though. Even though the hybrid's stamina was probably much greater than that of her friend's, she wanted to give Maya a little bit to think once she stopped. And if she changed direction...Nylat would take a while to notice. Even though her scent was a rather easy one to follow, Nylat was not a tracker, and she was paying little attention, as she was too tired, and too frustrated. For now, she just wanted to talk to Mayanna. It was all she could do.

~~

Kanec, now trying to think things through, was rather suprised by Nylat's feriocity. Normally, she didn't act like that to anyone but himself. That proved that this had been an odd day. The shifter, as much as he wanted to help Nylat, decided that she'd be more frustrated if he followed, and knew she'd want to travel as alone as possble. It was just how Nylat was. So he dedicated his time to trying to figure things out. But, his mind wandered, and he just couldn't focus. He sighed, resolving to figure it out later.

~~

Fallow, having been talking to Gale and looking around the tent a bit more, had not been aware of what was going on outside, and now stood from her seat on the ground. She stretched out her wings, letting them drag lightly on the ground, as she did when she was tired or giving in. Gale had fully convinced her to stay without regret. Of course, Gale had avoided answering Fallow's constant question: How'd she know so much about the Circus?

Fallow left the tent, folding her wings sloppily. She felt Kanec's eyes on her, but at this point, ignored them. She took one glance at the group and decided it would be best not to bother anyone much. So, she remained where she was, feeling very out of place.

((well, Nylat's in a bad mood, and I had completely forgotten Fallow. XD))

[[Man I hate dragging new characters in I feel like I clutter things aahhhh but that isn't gonna stop me from eventually dropping Spider's crazy sister into this. eventually in the sense that whoa we need to escape some of this drama. so like a long time from now.]]

 "I'm in the way?! I'm in the way?! Children!" Zinc scoffed, clearly affronted by being shoved aside. But really, at least Raphael was finally being a man about this and telling the freak to leave. You know something's wrong when some strange girly guy with pink hair that you don't know and who most likely doesn't even care about your stupid carnival shows up in exasperation at how dumb you're being. Not that they knew he didn't care. Or that he thought they were dumb. And though Zinc thought they should know, he kept it to himself anyway.

He turned to stare in an almost apologetic way at Dravius. Not apologetic in the sense that he had something to do with what happened here-- Zinc was not nearly that cruel or amused by such events-- but merely because Dravius was just so sad and pathetic he couldn't help himself.

"You were sleeping. Well, in a way. That's what it felt like to me anyway. Really, I probably couldn't have managed to actually kick him if everyone here was awake. Do you know how hard it is to hold a physical form on this plane when nobody's even drowsy? Dreadfully hard. And there isn't a decent closet around here." He trailed off into mumbling, and remembered Dravius's actual question, though he doubted that the boy actually cared who he was. Or any of them, really. But that didn't stop him from introducing himself.

"I'm Zinc, or whatever, names do not matter for a being of MY calliber." Though he would rather he was not referred to as 'Boogey'. Zinc sighed in a irritated way and looked off towards the trees. "And trust me, I'd rather have not blessed you all with my presence. I'm not here for the carnies. Today is just a mess. There's some other stupid little children up their fighting right now. You can hear one of them screaming from here." His nose wrinkled. "I hate it when these stupid creatures feel the need to torture the weaker of their kind."

[[Also poor Fallow. At least she escaped the drama.]]

Raphael threw an irriatated glance at the guy who had introduced himself as Zinc, before promptly walking over to Dravius and crouching in front of him. He felt he didn't need to worry so much about Maya as Nylat was seeing to it... He was going to have to get Dravius to sort this though...
Holding out a hand, he held the Co-Master by the jaw, his gray eyes probing Dravius' blue one. He was more than just a little concerned by what he had seen, and it showed on his face.

"To answer your first question, Dravius. I dont know, even though he just introduced himself." He paused, throwing a glance over to where Maya had once stood. "To answer your second, she ran off, no thanks that tactless comment of yours. I suggest you get that sorted, by the way." He looked back, his face almost unreadable, besides the concern that resided in his eyes.

Letting go of the white haired kids jaw, he stood up and walked back over to Julian, who was looking at the Ring Master with utter confusion. "What the hell was that?" He asked, glancing back towards Dravius.

"A link." Raphael said, only half listening. His eyes were deep in thought.

"What?" The sword Master raised an eyebrow as Raphael looked at him, his face serious and somewhat annoyed. "A link that exists between Dravius and Xerxes. I had a great deal of trouble with it when I first met our friend over there. I think it has something to do with being with Break from a young age... Anyway. I chose a long time ago that I'd attempt to help Dravius out of that link seeing as it really wasn't all that much of a life, clearly however, it hasn't been successful."

Julian simply blinked. "Can it be broken?" He asked, looking at Dravius, his ex
pression bleak.

"I have no idea." Raphael sighed. "I think perhaps it all depends on Dravius' willpower. But otherwise, I wouldn't know.."

"Break will return then... Likely to take our Co-Master back to his previous ways."

Raphael snorted, his eyes angry and his face exhausted. "No." He said shortly. "Dravius is too much of a brother to me to simply let this lie without fighting first, I refuse to have him manipulated under me. Besides, I've spent way too long with the kid to have Xerxes destroy him again."

~~~

Having taken no note of where exactly she had headed, Maya came to a rather sudden stop some distance in the wood. With one movement, she placed her back against the rough bark of an oak, coming to sit with her arms wrapped around her knees, her face hidden under the waves of her hair; The glint of unmistakable tears barely visible as she sat, no sound seeming to emanate from her existance. She had never felt so helpless, nor so hurt, but really... What could she possibly do now?