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ove jumped from trailer top to trailer top, ignoring the ladders, jumping up to 6 feet per jump. Her hair that had unraveled from her braid trailed behind her as she completed each jump with inhuman speed. She finally made it to the very top trailer, and opened the door. She closed it behind her. The black shag carpet on the floor muffled her footsteps, and she walked into her room. She collapsed onto the bed, with a deep sigh and a million dark thoughts running through her mind.
he had run away because for a flash, just a flash, she had, unbeknown to her, had glimpsed his true form. His fallen angel form. For some reason, her fists clenched. She realized why: the Scientists had created experiments like her to rid the world of supernaturals, a.k.a. Angels and Fallen Angels. Dove's vision filled with dots flashing before her eyes, almost like static. She clenched her fists harder, and closed her eyes. She took a few deep breaths and opened her eyes, her palms bleeding from her nails. Frowning, she wrapped them in gauze and searched her feelings. The natural hate she had felt had almost completely brushed him out of her mind as crushed on. Dove's natural instinct warred against her heart, and in the end instinct won. She now only felt a small enough liking of him to be able to not do something foolish, like attempt to kill him or anything, because her brain was unaffected: he would win. She looked up as the girl walked in, and caged her inner self again, as she usually did with all the darkness inside her. She held back a snarky retort, and instead said truthfully, "You can't learn what you were...." Dove almost said born, but clenched her fists, "created... with knowing." With that, Dove threw herself out of the door and flipped all the way down the 30ft of trailers, landing on the ground, raising up a puff of dirt. With that, she stood up, no dust showing on her dress whatsoever, and walked into the main circus tent.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:46 pm
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ove locked the dark feelings about Alaster away like she did with all of her other darkness. Her near silent footfalls entered the tent, where she heard the Circus already starting. She was near the end of the show, so she waited for her name to be called. Dove played with her silky white hair, lacing them about her fingers, the threads of hair trickling between each fingertip like a pure white stream of white gossamer thread. Her night black eyes had white sparkles in them, eyes as big as a doe's. She crossed her shapely long legs into a sitting possition, and absently traced figures in the dirt, finger tunneling through the dirt and creating little moats. She heard the names announced, the music played, the applause. All a soundtrack of her pathetically short life. With a sigh, she got up and dusted herself off, though there was no dust to dust. Her outfit remained crisply white. She heard Alasters voice announcing each new act, and her memory ached with the old feelings of shyness and secureness that usually took hold of her when in his powerful presence, but were now reduced to nothing. She saw him as just another circus folk, though her heart pounded painfully as if trying to defribrillate those dead feelings, her mind stayed firm in the issue. Her face and eyes showed nothing, not even a minuscule detail of what she was thinking. After double checking her outfit and hair to make sure she was ready, she leaned on a nearby table and waited.
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:48 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 7:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:24 pm
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Neal Allred
Neal smirked behind his mask as the girl walked by, meaning it was his turn. Taking the card he was flipping in his hand, he walked onto the dirt and right before he got to the tent flap; he threw the card into the tent, Neal following it slowly. It was one of his favorite illusions he had. Neal walked on stage, the card had turned into a replica of himself standing in the spot light. Slowly, he walked up to it and the replica bowed to him before evaporating into 52 cards, each of them landing into his hand as the crowd applauded as he continued the rest of his show
Neal held all the cards into his hand, his final illusion ready to go. He threw all of the cards into the air as they spiraled around him. All 52 seemed to block his view from everyone else, and when the cards dropped to the ground, Neal was gone, and soon after, his cards were too. God, i love doing this Neal thought to himself as he listened to the audience applaud, which wasn't as thunderous as everyone else, but he was fine with that. He made his way to his trailer so he could change
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:39 pm
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Beth made her way through the maze of trailers, humming to herself. Her own trailer was in the bottom of the heap, in the center of the jumble. The trailers above were kept up with metal (not iron, thankfully) and something..."extra". Just like the rest of this place. She thought. Her trailer was surrounded by shadows, just the way she liked it. It was nice of the ringmaster to take care of his employees. She walked into her room. The only light was on dimly, as usual. She pulled off her mask, feeling strangely naked without it. She changed out of her contortionist's costume And into a loose fitting robe. She took her long dark hair down and let it hang around her shoulder She glanced in the mirror. In the darkness of the room, with her wings unfurled, the effect was ethereal. As if she belonged on another plain entirely. With a soft smile, she went and sat on the bed. She wouldn't be doing bows. Alastor might be annoyed, but sooner or later they would have to come to an understanding. Being in front of bright lights and applause, that was nice for a short time. But the darkness is where she belonged.
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