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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:27 pm
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Alastor stopped in his tracks just before they were out of the darkness, near the tent flap but just still far enough not to be heard by the others all to easily. A sliver of light from outside framed his dark long hair like a white halo as the words left his lips like they, themselves, were a gospel spoken by a true angel sent from Heaven: "Alastor... Alastor Aedre Cheveyo. But everyone just calls me the Ring Master that I hardly hear my name except by my closest of companions."
He gave off another one of his rare genuine smiles as he pondered a bit out loud, "You know, I wouldn't mind at all if you ever decided upon wanting to stay. You seem to balance out all the madness that goes about here... And that is, very much, a hell of a good thing... You have my vote if you ever want to stay."
With that, he led her out into the light, where the others were eating now.
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:43 pm
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♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡XXXX⊰ ⊱XXXX♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡"Alastor..." The words rolled easily off her tongue and felt...perfect. They made her want to say it over and over, just to feel it sliding from her lips. God, if she didn't know better, she would swear that she was becoming addicted to him. Everything about him was just...Wonderful. His smile made her heart stop, and when he offered to let her stay she almost jumped at the chance. But being here was making her almost forget about what she had going. She was a prima ballerina, she had a family and a life and a job. And she had only been here for a day. She had known this man for even less time. But she found herself yearning to stay. "I-I wouldn't have a place here. You guys are a family, I would just be a new-comer.." She murmured, making excuses more for herself than anyone else. Her fingers tightened around his, though, and she stepped closer as they entered to dining tent. She was a bit intimidated by everyone, and the looks that Lyric was giving her made her feel like a piece of meat. XXXXXX
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 8:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 9:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 9:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 9:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 6:53 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:29 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:15 pm
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Alastor gave a somewhat sad look in his eyes as he said, "That's what I've heard many times, believe me... And, every time, it only gives the person pangs of regret for having declined such an offer. All whom you see here were either loners escaping their fates or people who thought they had a good life. And then, they saw this place as a sanctuary from all things bad that can ever happen to them. Though we are family, our doors are always open to all who will accept... Just be ready to face both good and evil, for there is no side we are upon under our shelter..."
He entered the dining tent and nodded greetings to everyone who was already having breakfast, but could keenly tell they all had already heard of the ballerina girl's arrival. He shot them all a protective and somewhat challenging glances before, in his usual charming voice, announced, "Well, I'm sure you've already heard from someone or another, but we have a guest, ladies and gents. This," he spoke, motioning towards the young lady standing beside him, "Is Loviise. She is one of our patrons here who got into a little incident and will be here, under my watch, until the ferry arrives tonight."
He sent a thought to all the performers and stage crew in the tent, which said, 'Which the ferry won't. Let the plan commence in making her stay here, folks. She's seen some of our members' true forms, and now she's not permitted to leave... Don't harm, but, instead, charm her.'
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"You touch this limit, something happens. And you suddenly can go a little bit further. With your mind, power, your determination, Your instinct, and the experience as well... You can fly very high." - Artyon Senna.Ʌятαxιυs 「Ʌятιє」 βαяиαвαs
Ҭнє Ϩσи θғ Ӈєямєs Ʌиδ Ҭнє Ҁιяcυs' Ʌиɢєℓιc Λssιsтαит Ҭнιєvιиɢ Ҭнєsριαи
Artaxius, giving off one of his most innocent expressions, waved at the ballerina, now known to be named Loviise, saying, "Hi, my name's Artie! I'm a stage assistant and a crew member here at the circus, heehee~" He made one of his own charming smiles, putting on his little act of pretending to be a child of some age, acting all cute and wanton to showing off for attention. He giggled and lowered his hand after finishing.
After lowering his hand, he thought back towards Alastor, 'Whatever you say, Alastor... Just be aware that some mischief may certainly be involved.'
[[ Only this one post from me tonight, ladies and gentlemen. ]]
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:37 pm
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♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡XXXX⊰ ⊱XXXX♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡ Loviise's heart gave a squeaze at his sorrowful words and she felt like she wanted to wrap her arms around him and comfort him, even protect him. Though she knew there wasn't much that she could keep him safe from, she should at least be able to comfort him. Of course she would like to stay, but the circus scared her admittedly. Everyone seemed polite enough, but there was just something...Something dark. And it almost disturbed her. She stayed quiet, however, and followed after him into what appeared to be the dining tent. The place was filled with the smell of bacon, eggs, pancakes and any number of other breakfast foods, along with groups of rag-tag people, their dark eyes seeming to bore into her. She wanted to hide behind Alastor, to curl up somewhere safe with him and just stay there for a long time. Her cheeks pinked and she dropped her gaze from him and the circus members, straying to the floor. Why was she thinking that way about a stranger? He was kind and had manners; charming and handsome, but still a stranger. Surely, she couldn't have fallen in love with him so quickly? She was brought back to attention when everyone stared at her expectantly. Love brought her hand up and gave a nervous wave. "H-Hello." She stammered before shying closer to Alastor. XXXXXX
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:49 pm
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