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[[It's all translated at the bottom. But I'll change it, I guess it is hard trying to figure out what is what ^.^]]
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Isadora bowed her head in agreement to Jezebel's words. If no one else needed her before the show, she would go into town and pass out fliers as well. She glanced up at Willow as the woman led both Myrtle and herself into the tent. Isadora felt happy about the praise she had gotten from the woman. It was strange to see that she was already on two of the carnies' good sides. She had absolutely no idea where she stood with Clyde for the man was an all around flirt with any female on two legs.
Isadora stuck to Willow's side as the woman sat down on the ground. "Je serais plus qu'heureux d'entrer dans la ville pour passer hors des aviateurs aussi, si personne a besoin de moi ici pour l'être de temps." (I would be more than happy to go into town to pass out fliers as well, if no one needs me here for the time being.) |
Myrtle grabbed Isadora's hand and ran out of the tent, yelling back to everyone, "NOUS SOMMES O EN VILLE!"(WE'RE OFF TO TOWN!) She giggled and grabbed a few fliers. "Ne vous inquiétez pas, mon petit. Je ne vais pas faire quelque chose pour vous. Vous êtes trop mignons."(Don't worry, little one. I will not do anything to you. You are far too cute.) She smiled and Hopped on her unicycle, peddling slowly, making sure Isadora was keeping up.
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Isadora squeaked in surprise. She had not anticipated Myrtle grabbing her and yanking her out of the tent, stumbling slightly behind the pink haired girl. "Etes-vous sûr que nous devrions partir comme ceci? Je ne veux pas faire As plus fâché." (Are you sure we should be leaving like this? I don't want to make Ace any angrier.) Isador felt her cheeks heat up at Myrtle's comment but she said nothing in reply. She grabbed her own stack of fliers, the ones Myrtle had left behind and followed the girl in her unicycle.
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Leone had seen the nervous look that Willow had shot her after saying her part to the dark family. Waiting quietly and patiently still Leone watched carefully as Jezebell looked over the group that had gathered and announced that her daughter would be aiding her in her act tonight. Her amber eyes went to Ace's face to see how the male would take this.
She was glad to hear that Isadora won praise for her actions with the signs. Myrtle had made quick work to snatch the human quickly then to drag her off to town to hand out fliers. She wondered if she should go with them, then thought that it may be best to stay for a few more moments in case there was anything needed of her personally. She doubted there would be and was quite all right with that, but it was best not to run off like a small child just at that moment. When they were dismissed then she would easily catch up with the other two to help them draw in a group for the night's show. Till then she waited. |
Myrtle giggled and looked over at Isadora's blush. "Ne vous inquiétez pas, petit animal de compagnie. Une fois que nous apportons des charges des clients, il nous en seront reconnaissants!"(Do not worry, little pet. Once we bring loads of customers, he will thank us!) She smiled and rode beside Isadora, patting her on the head. Myrtle planned on doing this everytime they had a show, to get more customers, and so they do not go hungry in between shows.
She looked over at the pet, and sighed, "Pense que je devrais me teindre les cheveux en bleu?"(Think I should dye my hair blue?) |
Ace lessened to his wife slightly calming down as the storm calmed as well. His anger returned with vengeance as he watched the damned fools leave with the pet before he had spoken. He would deal with each later and take care of the little pet they loved so. He really had no use for their pet she needed to be in her own place with her family. Weak pets like her didn't belong with them. Though she couldn't really be tow week to have stayed as long as she had with him and the others. He had learned a long time ago to pick his battles and the pet was rather helpful at lest she worked more than he could say for some of the others he had. His eyes shifted to Alucius as he found himself slightly drawn to the strange man that he had learned to love. If he every thought of having some fun with his own gender Alucius would be the one he would like to enjoy. Though he was very aware of how Alucius felt towards him as he knew his wife did. He wouldn't tell her of the thoughts he had whiles she slept and left him alone for so long. Though if it happen again he might have to act up on them. Don't get him wrong he love Strings will all his little black heart but he enjoyed the devils candy as well.
"L'ordre cette fois est la suivante. «Je salue nos hôtes comme d'habitude. Le Swan Fire va commencer notre show comme seul droit car ils sont nouveaux. Il est temps pour eux de se prouver à nous et notre cher guest.The Tempest est prochaine. Elle sera suivie par Le Maestro lame puis la chère lady-Rouge. La chère Cordes et de la Lune est la prochaine suite. L'Illusionniste est prochaine. Et puis la Aviateur Amazing sera après elle. Et enfin moi. Étant donné que les autres sont assez rude de quitter avant que nous sont jeté je peux être tout aussi grossiers et d'oublier de les inclure dans des soirées amusantes. S'ils souhaitent se joindre à nous ils savent où me trouver ... si l'animal peut se joindre à nous ce soir, je ne trouve aucun crime avec elle. Tous ceux qui osent laisser préforme préforme ce soir ne sera pas pour un mois. Et je vous promets que la petite boîte que je vous mis pour ce mois vous apprendra mieux que d'oser aider les autres, ici encore. " (The order this time shall be as follows. " I will greet our guest as normal. The Fire Swan will start our show as only right since they are new. It is time for them to prove themselves to us and our dear guest.The Tempest shall be next. She will be followed by The Blade Maestro then the dear Lady Red. The dear Strings and Moon shall be next after that. The Illusionist shall be next . And then The Amazing Aviateur shall be after her. And lastly Me. Since the other are rude enough to leave before we are threw I can be just as rude and forget to include them into nights fun. If they wish to join us they know where to find me...though the pet can join us tonight I find no fault with her. Any who dare to let them preform tonight will not preform for one month. And I promise you that the little box I put you in for that month will teach you better than to dare help any others here again.) Ace said in a rather demonic sounding voice. There a a slight edge on it that mad it sound like this was all a game to him yet his eyes seemed to say different. He turned quickly and left the tent heading back to the house leaving the others with Strings. She was more level headed than he was at this time and he wanted to clam down before heads started rolling about the place. |
Isadora nodded, listening to the undead girl. "J'espère vraiment que vous avez raison de cela. L'as comme une humeur sur lui, vous devez savoir cela. Il voit des défauts dans tout nous faisons. Je suis seulement humain, il peut être débarrassé simplement de moi s'il a voulu a." (I really do hope you're right about that. Ace as a temper on him, you must know that. He sees faults in everything we do. I'm only human, he can simply get rid of me if he wanted to.)
She could make out the outline of a few builds in the distance and knew they would be close. She could only hope that Ace wasn't too angry at them for leaving so quickly. They hadn't even stayed for their orders. Guilt washed over her as she held the fliers a little tighter. "Le bleu*? Je pense que cela serait une couleur très différente sur vous, mais je pense qu'il paraîtrait bon." (Blue? I think that would be a very different colour on you, but I think it would look good.) |
Myrtle smiled and stood up while peddling. "Je vais vous expliquer tout, mon cher. Ne vous inquiétez pas. S'il se met en colère, je serai celui qu'il blâme. Je n'ai pas peur de lui."(I will explain everything, my dear. Do not worry. If he gets angry, I shall be the one he will blame. I am not afraid of him.) She giggled, then thought about her hair, until they reached town.
Jumping off her unicycle, she took the fliers, and set them down on a street, as passersby watched her as they walked. She smiled to Isadora. "Allons, tout, au cirque merveilleux! Venez voir le meneur de jeu fidèles, l'acrobate beau, et le beau feu rogue!"(Come, all, to the wonderful circus! Come see the faithful ringmaster, the handsome acrobat, and the beautiful fire spawn!) Myrtle smiled as people started to gather. She decided to continue. "En outre, l'extraordinaire talent épée richement, le capitaine a battu majestueux, et le marionnettiste magnifique. L'illusionniste belle, la contorsionniste de talent, le lanceur de couteaux précises, et l'équilibriste!"(Also, the handsomely talented sword extraordinaire, the majestic beat master, and the gorgeous puppeteer. The beautiful illusionist, the talented contortionist, the accurate knife thrower, and the rope walker!) She grinned evilly as around thirty people were watching, and looking at fliers. |
Isadora nodded and once they reached the town, she watched Myrtle attract a decent sized crowd. She decided to go around the gathered group and hand out some fliers. Thought she hated to think that some children would have to be sacrificed, Isadora knew that some of the carnies enjoyed the small children. "Apportez des petits et leur faire voir les magnifiques bêtes en action. Peut-être qu'ils vont répondre à nos clowns colorés. Juste un petit supplément, vous pourrez voir des choses les plus merveilleuses de notre cirque." (Bring the little ones and let them see the magnificent beasts in action. Perhaps they will meet our colourful clowns. For just a small fee you will see the most wondrous things at our circus.)
Being around many of the acts, Isadora had learned a few tricks of her own. None of the carnies knew that she could do some of the things she was going to show the crowd as well as Myrtle. As Myrtle explained the acts, Isadora mimed some of the acts she had seen. She did a few flips, pretended to walk a tightrope. She also rode around on the unicycle, passing out more fliers. Ace would be very happy with the group that would be arriving soon. |
Myrtle glared at Isadora. "Nul n'est autorisé à utiliser mon monocycle,"(No one is allowed to use my unicycle,) she said, coldly. She watched the pet hand out fliers, then she gently escorted her off the unicycle, then climbed on. She rode around, using her arms to pedal, standing with one hand on the cushion, and her feet up in the air. This attracted at least ten more people. She smiled shamelessly, and started riding off down the road she came, beckoning the crowd. "Gardez-les divertir pendant que je vais dire à Ace et les autres. Prenez votre temps,"(Keep them entertained while I go tell Ace and the others. Take your time,) she said and rode off, quickly, being sure not to fall and skid out.
"ACE, ACE, ACE!" she called out as she got back to their home. "Tout le monde, préparez-vous! Nous avons au moins 40 personnes EXTRA sur leur chemin avec Isadora!"(EVERYONE, GET READY! WE HAVE AT LEAST 40 EXTRA PEOPLE ON THEIR WAY WITH ISADORA!) she screamed, excited. "Cela va être un grand spectacle!"(THIS IS GOING TO BE A GREAT SHOW!) |
ALEXANDRIA DEATHHART Flying through Paris Alexandria found an oddity, well the poster wasn't but the words were. She was curious and read on to see what she could find out about the so called cirque du damne. "L'opinion que je pourrais rejoindre facilement s'ils ont besoin d'une magie."(Bet I could join easily if they need some magic) She said quietly to herself shrinking to her fast flying self and setting off to the location. While she saw the regular people showing up go through the entrance she flew to where the back of the tent was, and sure enough there was another entrance. She grew to a normal size and retracted her dark and elegant wings to those of just two inches on her back. She walked in to the tent to see what was happening and if she could find some way to join before the show starts. She looked around to see if she could find anyone. ((It's bad now I didn't know what to put this time sorry)) |
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((Not at all, make it easier for my post.))
Isadora nodded, wishing Myrtle a safe ride back before turning her attention to the crowd. She took her time, letting them watch the tricks she did. After at least twenty minutes, Isadora motioned for the people to follow her. She continued to do a few flips down the road, ignoring the pain she got in her palms each time she came in contact with the road. She could see she tents now and she could hear the excited whispers of their guests as they followed Isadora. They fawned over her as if she were their own personal God for leading them their. "Nous sommes presque là. Voit les tentes au loin*? Le Maître d'Anneau sera heureux de voir si que beaucoup d'entre vous nous a joints ce soir." (We're almost there. See the tents in the distance? The Ring Master will be happy to see so many of you have joined us this evening.) Once they had arrived, the towns people had been led into one of the tents to be seated. She decided to go around, asking any of the carnies if they needed last minute help with their preparations before the show started. Everyone seemed busy and she could tell that Ace was inside the house, most likely very agitated and angry. |
((thanks...i needed to find a way to jump back in anyway))
Alucius waited, in his costume, downstairs in the living room. Quelle pièce intéressante pour s'appeler avec nous tous dans cela. (What an interesting room to call with all of us in it.) Alucius waited for everyone to arrive so that he could get the show started and he could get his 'supplies'. He was feeling drained as he waited. La potion doit se dissiper. Je dois faire une fournée plus concentrée de nos nouveaux 'invités'. (The potion must be wearing off. I need to make a more concentrated batch from our new 'guests'.) Alucius swong his leg over his knee and started to tap his foot in the air, counting out a rhythm to a song he heard long ago. He kept his concentrated eye on the stairs, waiting for his masters to say the 'magic' words, "Et Sur Avec le Spectacle!" (And On With The Show!) He always was nervous and excited when performing in front of a bunch of people. He never did get his nerves to stop acting up. Hearing Isadora make her way back, Alucius creaked the door open enough to pop his head out. Not quite yelling, but louder than a whisper, "Hé, Isadora. Venez ici. J'ai besoin de vous pour faire quelque chose pour moi." (Hey, Isadora. Come here. I need you to do something for me.) |
((Broken link!))
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Leone smiled slightly her eyes flashing hungrily as Jezebell gave the group permission to leave. She headed back to her room to prepare herself first then she would head back out to the space behind the main tent to prepare for her part of the show.
X---X Twenty minutes before the show... X---X A lazy breeze rolled through the night, causing the tent to lightly sway with it. On it the scent of humans came to Leone's nose as it did to her friends. She was eager to get started as were her friends. All of them seemed to be quite alert and attentive as to what was going on. Her amber eyes went to meet Hera's, the large cat seemed to almost be purring in anticipation of her fresh meal. "Bientôt mes amis. Très bientôt." ("Soon my friends. Very soon.") She stroked the large cat's head lovingly as she uttered the words softly. Coming out of the crouch that she had been in, Leone stood to her full height. She peered around to see what else was going on around her. She was excited to soon see everyone in their various show attire and makeup. She herself had done herself up. It was close to Halloween of course, and it was a holiday that was not meant to be ignored. Wearing an elaborately decorated corset that was adorned with various bird feathers and other materials, she wore revealingly small black spandex shorts underneath along with large fishnets. Small, fingerless, black fishnet gloves were on her hands and her wild white mane of hair was pulled back into two wildly messy, yet stylish pigtails. On her head she wore a small hat that tamed down her hair, that was till she took it off. (Leone's show outfit) Her makeup was elegant and clean looking. Her eyes were done up with black liner ending in the "cat eye" technique that was popular in so many parts. A light dusting of a nude powder was set on her lids, while her lips were painted a brilliant crimson red. It had seemed that it was only Leone and her friends currently in this part behind the main tent. She wished to stay with them till her turn came. |
Isabella entered the tent, and stuck close to the shadows. Since the impromptu meeting, the succubus had dried herself and changed into her costume for the night. She didn’t want any attention on herself right now, however, so she had again slipped into her silky crimson robe. Only this time it was cinched tightly around her narrow waist.
Somehow she was able to avoid the curious gazes of the audience members that began to pour into the circus tent. Myrtle and that pet must have worked hard to bring in all these people. Isabella thought as she silently checked out men and women alike. I wonder who I will get to play with tonight.. A smile parted her crimson lips as she continued to stay hidden and settled down to await for her turn to perform. |
((More like a mended link if you ask me!))
Hearing a voice, Isadora stopped and turned to look around. At first she couldn't see anything, but as she looked harder, she noticed Alucius' head peaking out of the darkness. "Alucius de maître*! Je suis si désolé, je ne vous ai pas vu. Qu'est-ce que je peux faire pour vous?" (Master Alucius! I am so sorry, I did not see you. What can I do for you?) she asked as she stepped closer. As she got closer, Isadora noticed that he was in his costume. The man was gorgeous, anyone would be blind not to see that, and this costume seemed like it would bring out his act a lot more. "Je suis à votre service Maître Alucius." (I am at your service Master Alucius.) She bowed lightly to him, clasping her hands before her. Isadora usually wore an outfit that was very simple compared to everyone else. She had managed to quickly change into it before looking for anyone who needed help. |
Alucius waved his hand at her, "Vraiment. Quels que soit. J'ai besoin de vous pour surveiller mon filet dans la tente. Je dois être dans les ténèbres pour le spectacle. Quand vous le trouvez, le placez derrière les gradins et attendez ensuite mon signal de le sortir. Comprendre?" (Yeah. Whatever. I need you to check on my net in the tent. I has to be in the shadows for the show. When you find it, place it behind the bleachers, and then wait for my signal to bring it out. Understand?) Alucius was fidgetting during the entire talk. He was so nervous he didn't see what Isadora was wearing. He couldn't concentrate on anything at the moment. He walked away and started to pace while he waited for Ace to start the show. Alucius was breathing heavily as he waited.
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Isadora was taken aback by the way Alucius was speaking to her, though she shouldn't be surprised. She was only the pet after all. "Oh, oui. Bien sûr, Maître Alucius. Je vais aller tout de suite." (Oh, yes. Of course Master Alucius. I will go right away.) Isadora could tell that the man was slowly turning into a nervous wreck. It he didn't relax, his show wouldn't turn out well.
Heading into the tent, Isadora started to search for the net. Since she had human eyesight, she found it difficult to locate the net in the dark. She couldn't waste any time either, the show was about to start. Locating the net with just moments to spare, Isadora dragged it and set the net behind the bleachers as Alucius had requested. She stood there with it, peaking out as she waited for his signal. |
Myrtle popped out of her window, her make-up ready and set. She jumped out and landed softly, then rand over to the tent. She saw her minions and beckoned them. She was so excited, and she hoped Ace was happy. She walked over to Alucius and patted him on the shoulder, then slipped a beautiful rose into his hair, securing it with a barrette from her hair. Smiling softly, she walked away, and lay in the grass, yawning quietly.
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Clyde went through his wardrobe to look for an outfit to wear for his performance. Inside the storage space were suits, about 15 of them, and a little more than half were the same suits. He went through them vigorously, knowing which one he was going to wear by the time the cast of crew were decided. Gray grabbed one that hung in the middle and took his time putting it on. The show was going to start in a few minutes or so and making last second preparations were never something a performer would want to do, especially with a ring master like Ace. Walking over to a corner, a few swords and a two rapiers were taken from their resting place and trudged out of the dressing area to hang backstage for his cue.
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Kendall's stomach was twisted into tight knots by this point. The show would be starting very, very soon- and Ace's announcement of her going first had made her a nervous wreck. As soon as she had found out the order, she had immediately gone and changed- she couldn't start the show dressed so plainly! After digging through several trunks, she finally got something together- a snug corset that hugged her slim, lithe body, spandex shorts that left very little to the imagination over fishnets, and boots that climbed all the way up her long legs. She thought she looked rather fantastic- hopefully the burned leather smell wouldn't stick to the clothes. |
It surprised Gail that she would be going second in the line up of performers. Hadn't expected it, but it didn't bother her and she swiftly left to her room to change. Wasn't like she could perform in her usual clothing, that would make for a dull show. Digging through her things she found somethings to make a simple outfit for the show. Then looking in her mirror she pinned her hair up and to the side making it complement her hairpiece. Then put on a little make-up so when she stood in the light she didn't look pale or sickly. With a few finishing touches she grabbed her knives and put them into the pouches strapped to her legs then headed back to the tent.
In the tent Gail walked backstage seeing as she would be performing next after The Fire Swan who seemed quite nervous. Zipping her boot up the rest of the way she walked over to the girl. Giving her a gentle smile in reassurance she spoke quietly to the girl. "Vous ferez Darlin parfait' ne soyez pas ainsi nerveux. Si vous n'étiez pas bons vous ne seriez pas ici. {You'll do fine Darlin' so don't be nervous. If you weren't good you wouldn't be here.}" she said trying to get the girl to feel better. Didn't want to see her screw up on stage for being nervous. Gail knew she would do fine. |
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