(("Ya look like somebody made a smurf get it on with a deer." OMGLOL. You just made my day... Ah. The common town hooligan. We get them everywhere.))

Maya had been quite content to just sit there wearing Dravius' fedora when the Co-Master saw fit to remove it, and she retorted to his actions with a pout, though she was still looking rather amused. "Oh. Guess most of your hats are buried under all that paper and other artsy stuff you have then. Would explain why I never noticed them." She replied in a sarcastic tone, a quiet hint of laughter in her voice. "And sure. It saved me from doing anything with it."

She gently pulled a gold strand over her shoulder, fidgeting with it between her fingers. "And it looks nice." Throwing a thankful smile at the Co-Master, and watching him as he obtained the beverage from the buffet table. She looked at her glas.s, and had barely any time to do anything else before Dravius almost choked on his first mouthful of the stuff.

The butterfly blinked at him, then looked contemplatively at the glas.s in front of her. Spiked punch. Even in a Circus of Freaks, it was bound to happen at some point, she supposed, and she actually bit back a quiet laugh. It was a real shame she didn't really drink alcohol. She giggled lightly as the tall male flailed a hand at the punch bowl.

Gently using a hand to push her glas.s a little further away from her, she addressed Dravius, her voice amused. "Your the boss." She said, grinning. "Why not just order someone to bring out some fresh, non-alcoholic stuff?... Or ask, at least." She nudged him gently in the side, sliding an arm around him when he hugged her. The golden haired teen could only agree with his next statement.

"Probably. Ink and paint seem to have formed an unbreakable attraction to you." She paused, then laughed. "Or your clothes, at least." Maya went back to looking at the glas.s of punch, only returning her gaze to Dravius at his next comment. She glanced fleetingly at the quickly growing fire, then stretched her arms above her head, flaring her wings involuntarily, twisting to ensure she didn't end up hitting the Co-Master in the face. His slight dip in mood had not gone unnoticed. He must really like his punch. She watched him scribble the notice card, then laughed quietly.

Smiling, the girl kissed him briefly on the jaw, simply because she didn't bother to lift herself onto her toes and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist. "Do you want to go ask about some more punch?" She said, gently leaning her chin on his chest and smiling at him.

Kanec, as Disera's departure, shifted into a bluejay, gliding through the town, looking in the storefronts, windowshopping, it could be called. He was looking for both objects of is search, but when he finally found one, it was quite unexpected. He hadn't been sure what it was he'd wanted exacty, but when he saw it, he knew it. He shifted quickly, landing even as he slipped through the door. After much haggling on Kanec's end and goggling on the clerk's, Kanec handed over some money and swiftly left with his purchase, shifting into a gyrfalcon and grasping the bag in his talons. He found what else he needed rather quickly, and was soon flying high over the Circus, before diving straight at his van, pulling up and shifting before slipping inside. He set the first item on his bed, wrapped tightly as it was in its bag. He then removed the contents of the second bag and was soon emerging from his van in dark blue jeans, a light blue long-sleeved shirt, and a navy blue dress jacket, both of the latter having slits cut in the back for his wings. He rolled his shoulders, trying to get used to the jacket. Before long, though, he beat his wings, gliding silently over to where he'd seen Disera waiting on his flight in.

He landed nearly as silently just behind her, his backstrokes lightly ruffling the gr*censored* with a breeze. He smoothed out his hair a bit as he walked the last short distance, covering it in a few strides. He glanced over at Disera, about to comment on the dres when he noticed she looked a little less that happy, or pleased, as she had been earlier. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, glancing over at her with rooping ears. "What's wrong?"

~~

Nylat waited impatiently as Kioko changed, ficking her tail and twitching excitedly. She even got to the point where she was chasing her own tail, before Kioko finally retuned. She grinned wolfishly, bounding off in the general direction of the party, stopping every now and then to wait for Kioko, bt overall being way too enthusiastc for her to be just happy about the party. She was obviously looking forward to something, though what was the question.

Dravius looked slightly concerned at the idea of bothering anyone else enough to make more punch. "Not really the boss. Just Second-in-Command." He shrugged, tucking a hand in a pocket, the other's fingers still twirling the ring around and around, in a steady rhythm. "And anyways, I feel like I don't do a very good job of it most of the time." He paused his constant movement to examine the ring, twisting it off of his long finger and watching it glint in the almost-gone natural light.

Dravius smirked at Maya's teasing, decidedly crooked smile showing a glint of teeth on the right side of his mouth. It might just be the thicker skin from healed over scars that made his grin turn out like that, but with most of his hair covering the right side of his face, combined with the dimness of the surroundings, it was hard to determine. He grinned even wider at the quick kiss he recieved, returning her embrace in kind, then taking a deep breath after her question, watching her head rise and fall with his chest, and feeling the almost constant nag of constriction from the fact that almost all of the skin on his upper chest, especially that surrounding his heart, was covered in stiff, non-flexible scar tissue.

The male went back to twirling his ring around his fourth finger, some distraction from anything else he usually did, like tearing at his cuticles or biting the inside of his mouth. It would probably be annoying for anyone else to have to watch the constant movement in his hands, although Dravius seemed to do it unconsciously. "No, I can survive without punch." He joked, flashing a grin at Maya, then humming along with the tune of the music. "Would you like to dance, Mi'lady?" He asked, hugging her close to him. Or would you rather just stay here?"

((Hehe. Karene's so iffy. Hey Ny! Go complment Karene! xD))

Nylat flicked her tail as Kioko enthusiastically greeted and joined Maya and Dravius, while Nylat followed at a slightly slower pace, humming happily to herself and walking with a sort of weave in her step, her tail barely touching the gr*censored*. Her chin was up and her eyes closed and, if anyone didn't know better, they'd think her proud of something. She sat quietly beside Kioko, still humming, but watching the proceedings carefully, particularly Maya and Dravius out of the corner of her eyes. Her tail was flicking in the jerky manner of a cat who was content, but her pricked ears gave away that she was more than content.

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Kanec shook his head at her first question, listening intently as she explained. His ears were flat by time she finished. He bit his lip for a moment before replying. "Well, as with the clerk, that's the reaction some of us get half the time. I sometimes envy those like Dravius and Raphael who can go into town pretty much unnoticed. As for the second incident...No explanation other than they were drunk, but that's not really an excuse." He sighed, ruffling his wings with distaste. He never got what people found in alcohol. "But that's no reason to not go into town. Just a reason to not go alone. People seem less likely to pick on us when we're in groups. It's why no one storms the Circus camp itself. Or tries, at least. And Selvai had good reason to keep you from the normal world. Its just, eventually, you were going to have to interact with them, one way or another. You happened to have just a bad first go." His ears drooped a bit, and he siged again. "I take it you wouldn't listen if I said to try and not take this to heart?"

Dravius made a short "Pfft." noise at Maya's pouting, wrapping the girl's hair around his fingers several times, smirking slightly. He had an equally amused ex
pression on his face, and grinned wider when she laughed. It was a wonderful sound, and he answered, "Well, I can do slow dancing better than regular. At least with the slower stuff, there's kind of a structure you can follow." He shrugged breifly, corners of his mouth still turned up.

Dravius, facing towards Kioko, lifted a hand from Maya's back and gave a curt wave, grinning, although it was like watching a shark smiling next to a dolphin, to compare his ex
pression with Maya's. "You do look pretty," He nodded, blinking slowly in the lack of light. He looked quite content to stay where he was, and actually looked rather drowsy, good eye half-lidded. His other one was always a little more open, but both still looked slightly sleepy. "Mmm, Kioko, someone's put something wicked in the punch." He added, flicking a hand towards the large bowl.

Dravius began gently rubbing the skin where Maya's delicate wings met her body, settling his chin on top of her head. "Mmm, hi, Nylat." The male grinned quickly at the hybrid, taking his arms away from Maya for a few moments to extend his arms, making the "Uuumph" sound as.sociated with stretching. Moving his head to settle the side of his face on top of Maya's hair, feeling the heat of the fire on his back. He sighed happily, moving his face to the side to yawn hugely, cosing his eyes breifly. "Oh, Kioko. Meant to ask you. We need to take a picture of you soon. For records." He nodded, rubbing the inside corner of one eye. He took his fedora and, leaning back, plopped it onto the girl's head, watching it slip over one of her eyes.

Waiting on Kioko's answer, Maya glanced fleetingly at Dravius when he spoke, then laughed. "I guess it is easier than regular dancing. Simple enough for even you to get. You can show me how good you are when a new song starts, huh?" She prodded him jokingly in the ribs, moving her hands from the tall male's shoulders to go back to holding him around the middle. "Oh. Hi Ny." She greeted, waving one arm before resuming it's previous position.

She'd gone back to smiling at Kioko when Dravius spoke again, and she shook her head. Figures he'd go on about the punch. She snorted quietly. Maybe she'd have to go get some herself, later. Some fresh stuff, that is. Looking back at the Co-Master, the butterfly noted his content and seemingly drowsy ex
pression, making her grin a little.

The contact on her back sent a little shudder through her body, and her wings flared a little involuntarily due to it. The girl just as quickly pulled her wings back, however, ensuring they were pressed lightly against her body before resting the side of her head on Dravius' chest; Her eyes on the Pyro and the hybrid. She kept her arms around Dravius when he stretched, leaning against him again when he'd finished and smiling slightly as she felt him place his head on hers. Well. If he didn't want to move, she was more than happy to just stay here too.

She listened in silence to the Co-Masters words to Kioko, looking a little surprised when he pulled away and dropped the fedora on her head. "What." She said with a smile. It wasn't really a question, more a simple statement. She pulled her arms from around Dravius, feeling cold air hit her skin which had previously been pressed against the tall males body as she shifted the fedora so that isnt wasn't compromising her vision. "Shall we sit down?" She asked him with a grin, leaving the hat on her head as she walked over to the table, her long, cream coloured dress flowing as she walked. She idly noted that other members had begun to dance by this point, as well as clustering around the fire laughing and chatting.

Pausing before sitting, Maya headed to where Nylat sat, wrapping her arms firmly around the hybrids neck. It was nice. The cool night air wasn't touching her arms anymore. "I see you took your cast off." She murmered, unwrapping her arms and sitting on the closest chair. "Are you okay to walk around like that?... It doesn't hurt you, right?" She knew Nylat well enough to know that she would probably suffer through anything if it meant not relying on any form of help. Frowning a little, she reached forward with a hand, stroking Nylat between her soft ears. "It's nice to see you looking so happy though... What's up?" She laughed, leaning over to hug the hybrid again.

"Gee, thanks." Dravius grinned as he was poked, laughing quietly at her surprise when the hat touched his head, and yawned when she pulled away, covering it with the inside of an elbow. He had a small smile still on his face, the right side of his face curled upwards. It was a look that made him look lazily amused, and he sat down immediatly next to Maya, shaking his head quickly, and seeming a little more alert.  He leaned forewards, folding his thin body in half, stretching out to scratch Nylat breifly behind an ear, ruffling the fur in between the said ears of the hybrid, leaving the hair spiked up on one side.

Dravius looked towards Kioko, yawning quickly before flicking a hand towards himself, getting up and saying, "Mmm, C'mere. Let me see your ankle." He took an appraising look at Kioko, rubbing an eye for a moment or two. He blinked and held his eyes open for a second, then shook his head back and forth. He noticed Maya seeking to not have any skin touch the cool air, and held up a hand, trotting over to his van, snatching a bright green jacket and returning at speed, making a mock bow and handing the too-large jacket to Maya, grinning wolfishly. "Cold?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

He went to stand behind Maya's chair, looking towards Kioko. He had also grabbed his camera, and waved it, saying, "Say....I don't know, just smile." He held up his camera, grinning in example.

Nylat shook her head, yawning slighly. "No, I'm fine. A few days is more than enough time for me to heal. It wasn't that bad anyways." She fluffed out her fur in the cool air, burying her chin in her chest fur. At Maya's question, she flicked an ear up, silent for a moment as she scratched her between the ears. "Because, if I recall, I said to someone somehing a certain someone else wouldn't. And as such, the two someones are here together, are they not?" She shivered slightly, and the slightly longer fur along her spine rose a bit involuntarily.

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Kanec listened intently, his ears flat. He laughed a bit when compared to Selvai. "I don't quite know how to take that. And if it bothers you that much, just tell me, and I could maybe arrange their regretting it." He flared a wing, and furled it befre answering. "You haven't ruined any mood at all. And thank you, you look great as well. And, as the saying goes, better late than never, eh?"

Kanec nodded. "Just making sure. I'm sure you would have, but it wouldn't have been very good for the Circus, I'd bet. And the dress is perfect, don't worry." When she lightly kissed him, he returned it, and allowed himself to be pulled along closer to the bonfire. He smiled a bit at her comment on stalling, and responded with poorly hidden amusement. "Of course. Don't want to miss out on the fun, hm? And I'm sure Selvai will be plenty distracted, don't you agree?" He nodded slightly toward where Selvai and Karene were talking, smirking slightly. He was never going to let Karene forget this.

~~

Nylat smiled when Maya hugged her, taking note of her blush. "It is only natural I should keep an eye on you two, no? Not that I'll be hovering like an overprotective parent, no. That's Raphael's job." She fluffed up her tail a bit, curling it around her feet as Maya sat back in her chair, and proceeded to clean a paw, much in the fashion of a cat, andeven swiped it over her ear once or twice.

((FAIL.))

Dravius rolled his eyes at Maya's laughing, then turned to Kioko, raising an eyebrow at the stiff ex
pression. "This isn't school, Kioko, don't look so....nervous." He quickly snapped a picture and set the camera down carelessly, then bent to examine her ankle, taking a flashlight from the depths of his pockets, before shining it briefly on the joint, gently rotating it several times, then grinning up at the girl. "Yeah, you should be fine. I'll pick up the crutches tomorrow, alright?" He straightened up, running his hands through his hair briefly, then ruffled Kioko's a little as well, then went back to rubbing at the corners of his one good eye. "Nnn." He made a discontented noise, then shook his head quickly.

"My eyes bugging me. Can't see very well." Dravius murmered, sitting on the other side of Maya, reaching over the table to grab a plate and heap of fruit, sitting with his heels against the legs of his chair, blinking rapidly, as if to get something out of his eye. He went back to absently rubbing the inside corner of his good eye with a few fingers, picking at bits of the fruit, pulling leaves off of strawberries, peeling skin off of grapes. He didn't actually eat any of the food, as the small black dots swimming in the corners of his half-vision were really starting to bother him, especially in the dim light from the fire. He closed both eyes and scrubbed at them with the heels of his hand, looking in a rather large amount of disomfort.

Dravius blinked hard one last time and stared into the darkness, punctuated in parts with the faintly glowing lanterns. He seemed to be completely detached, if not for the still-constant ring turning. The tall male was not looking so much at the lanterns as past them, into the deep black of the now-star-studded sky.

((Nylat: Post.

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You failed to post.

*shot*

Uh. Yeah. This is a bump of boredom I guess.))

((WELCOME???))  Please?  I haven't completely fleshed 'er out yet, but here's what I've got so far, I'll post the full thing when I finish drawing her.

New Member

Name: Aya Kahn

Gender: Female

Age: 23 years

Nationality: Half European / Half Korean

Ability: Contortionist

Other Talents:

• proficient acrobat

• motherly to people in need

• cares for odd stray animals (i.e. her three-leg cat and blind perigrine falcon)

• practices a Korean sword art called Haidong Gumdo

Weaknesses:

• terrified of horses, snakes, and “witchcraft”

• VERY superstitious

• can't read English very well

• short temper and will curse in Korean if frustrated

• socially awkward when nervous

History:

• born to Therisa Parish and Kahn Dae-Jung (family name first)

• mother died at young age, raised by father

• father taught her swordsmanship

• teased at school for her poor English skills

• has always been very flexible

• ran away from home at 15

• stowed away to France

• taught as a contortionist by Corvus DuVal at local French circus

• stayed for six years

• wandered Europe as a lone street performer until ending up here

Appearance:

• long black braid down to the small of her back

• green eyes on an asian face

• slightly tanned skin

• one light scar on the side of her face from a childhood accident

• tall and lithe (6' 7” 115#)

• seen either in her skimpy, red and yellow contortionist garb or her father's black and yellow shimui, rarely anything else

• wears a large, brown, leather wrist band with the korean characters for good luck ( haeng un) branded on it

"Oh. Cheery little ray of sunshine he is."Karene grumbled, looking off in the direction Julian had left. She turned her attention back to Selvai when he spoke, and raised her eyebrows slightly at his comment. Uh-hu. She heard the cover up for whatever he was gonna say. Not that she as.sumed it was a bad thing but still.

The corners or her lips lifted a little as she reponded. "You don't look too bad yourself." She retorted, trying to ignore the funny little thing her stomach was doing. She blamed nerves. Although... She really hadn't thought she was all that nervous. Was she?...

Shaking her head, she nodded at his last words, then held a hand over her eyes as she scanned the area. She noted Dravius' and Maya's location, along with Kioko and Nylat. She also noted Disera and Kanec. Her first immedaite thought was to go talk to the shifters, only for that to be quelled by their reactions earlier. They wanted to be alone... And if she took Selvai over there maybe he'd get all overprotective again. Her second choice was to go sit with Dravius and the others... Only she wasn't sure about that, firstly: She was wearing a dress. Second: The little round tables were barely big enough to seat four people.

Sighing through her nose, Karene then caught site of Raphael, who was currently stood by the fire, talking to a couple of members. "Come on. Let's go over to the fire." She said, rubbing the back of her neck with a hand. "Although it's not actually cold... This garment reveals way too much of my skin for me to stay suitably warm enough." She smiled at him, then headed towards Raphael and the other members over by the blazing inferno.

((EDIT: OH GOD. I can't believe I'm doing this. This. Is gonna kill me.))

My god.

This so called Circus travelled a long way, Zyano was rather surprised the number of vans and whatever else had managed to stay together. Saying that, what he knew of these people so far should have made it possible. They weren't normal, as far as he remembered.

He also remembered vividly the state of turmoil the Circus seemed to be in, back on the beach. Ugh. The beach. At least that awful salty smell wasn't lingering around this area. Speaking of that turmoil. There seemed to be none of it now as the giant wolf came to a stop a good long distance away from where the Circus had stopped.

He could make out clearly the vans, and the fire, and the little dots of light that signalled the purple coloured lanterns floating around. He was too far away to be noticed, however, which was how he preferred it, at the moment.

Zyano had, naturally, been keeping a close eye on the moving Circus. watching them as they made their way to the last town only to get moved on by uncomfortable viewers. The shows themselves had greatly amused the hybrid. It wasn't every day you came across a Circus so... Dark, in places. That one guy who could stab himself without feeling it, he was interesting. And the way the Ring-Master created entire worlds that encoated everything around him. Then there was the guy who couldn't miss, the shifters. And that hybrid. Though admittedly he hadn't seen her perform.

Exhaling through his twitching nose, Zyano flopped onto his stomach under a rather large tree, situated in a seperate field to the camp. He'd continue to keep an eye on them. For now... And then, perhaps... He would finally accept the place as his new home. Should those peculiar humans accept him in turn.