09-12-2011, 01:53 AM
Vos blushed darkly as Aura left, his gray eyes turning immediately to the drawer with his papers. The dancer's flirtations made him uncomfortable (everything made him uncomfortable). As the engineer found something else to keep his hands busy, he found himself trying to push the scenes out of mind. Glaring at the chittering squirrel that popped up on his table, Reylin finally just brushed the critter away and lifted a tool.
After many minutes of quiet, Vos lifted his head. In the dim lighting he could see better than many of his fellow troupe members . . . and he could have sworn he'd seen a bit of movement near the edge of the tent. With a frown, Reylin set his tools aside and used his wrist to brush silver hair away from his face. "What are you doing in here?" He'd seen Tali's form, but couldn't quite decide which of the other circus members was lurking in his frigid domain.
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Ay'ren was pressed against the back of the cage with the look of a captured animal in her eyes. The faun scrambled away from the bars as a hand reached for her long white hair. With a yelp she moved for the middle of her space . . . and tried to block out the jeers and jaunts that came through from the outside world.
Hooves clunking against the wood, Ay'ren's large brown eyes were wide and full of fear. It was her first "show," and she had no idea what to expect. Swallowing the lump in her throat, the young creature wrung her hands a few times and skipped about to avoid a few tossed morsels that were thought to be entertaining.
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