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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 15, 2011 1:41:55 GMT 1
There is a circus, that's been in one family for generations. When it started it was a safe haven for gifted running from their problems. Whether they were running from family, government, hit men, or anything. Thus the reason it was called Heaven's Circus. It was originally a lovable circus that entertained the masses and protected the outcasts from harm, but with each new leader the circus got the less enjoyable it became to work. The audience grew larger, and the leader's grew greedier which twisted their minds and turned them crueler. Now if you're tapped to work at Heaven's circus it's thought more as a death sentence, the workers welcome you with smiling faces and open arms, until you really get to know them and their twisted pasts. Everyone is looking for a way out of their contract except the really twisted ones who enjoy it there. Despite the torture they endure from the current ring leader the workers manage to put on a beautiful and lively show, one that no one's seen before. With every knew location they hit, the more members they try to gain. It's said if you recruit a certain amount of members the more years are taken off your sentence. So are you ready to preform for the masses in the Heaven's Cirucs?
(Oh god sorry if it's an all over the place intro... OTL)
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Post by Sebastian on Jul 15, 2011 2:33:47 GMT 1
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Post by Sebastian on Jul 15, 2011 3:42:39 GMT 1
[glow=red] That circus that has sparkling tents, and gilded rows. What fun it is, to put on a show! Let the tents be raised! Up high they fly! Never fear, for we are here to give you the time of your life. Here we are dressed in gold, and silver, and jewels. Watch us preform and watch us dance for you. And don't forget your popcorn and peanuts too. Goodnight we'll be back next week sleep well little lovelies. Sleep, sleep. [/glow]
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 15, 2011 21:01:20 GMT 1
(Join with Enfys and Xenon?.. too lazy to post links right now, but if it's required I will. XD)
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 15, 2011 21:20:54 GMT 1
(Ok I'll start us off)
Mikhail kept driving, he'd dropped off Haley hours ago. Then he'd have to drive back the way he'd gone, and was heading towards his circus home. The ride was silent, he had a headache, and didn't feel like talking. He was going to help Enfys survive and then drop him off wherever her wanted, but first he had to get to him to his friend. Sure it was risk, but meh it didn't matter to him as much. He pulled onto a gravel road, and parked the car with some others in a grassy area in front of an old iron gate. This was their usual housing area for the circus. They'd find an old abandoned area and set up their training area. He turned the car off, and opened the back door for Enfys. "Come one." He said crouching down to give him a piggy bank.
A boy in a checkered shirt and shorts outfit, hopped down off the gate. "Hey there~" He said, landing near Mikhail. "You're late...Master is very displeased." He said, cracking his neck. "Your sisters had to do all the work." He twirled a little in place, before walking off.
"Henry...I need to see Clarice." Mikhail said, glaring at the boy. "And don't let anyone know I've got an outsider."
(Sorry if it's really bad I'm sidetracked and getting ready for work)
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 15, 2011 21:39:30 GMT 1
Enfys, a gentle looking boy with soft curly hair and large teal eyes, hung onto Mikhail's back gently. His skin was covered in dirt and dried blood, covering up his usually adorable, 16-year-old features. However, beneath all the dirt, he was smiling softly at the boy anyways, his forehead resting tiredly against the back of Mikhail's head. "I-if it's really so dangerous, maybe you shouldn't take me in..." He said worriedly, clutching around Mikhail's shoulders a bit tighter. "I can survive on my own... I-I think..." It was impressive for a boy, who had just shot his own father dead, to remain full of spirit like Enfys was. It wasn't fake, either; it was just how he was. He was a good kid, all in all; but he was alone now, all except for Mikhail. Though he'd never admit it, he needed Mikhail in his life now, but he knew that would just cause a burden, so he never mentioned it.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 15, 2011 21:58:03 GMT 1
Henry let out a frown. This was not going to go well, he knew the Master was already annoyed by Mikhail being a day late, and now he had brought an outsider to work. Never the less Henry skipped towards the gate, took out a silver key, unlocked and opened the way for them. "Welcome to the Heaven's Circus training ground." He said, giving a full bow.
Mikhail let out a laugh. "It's not dangerous, it's just every action has consequences." He informed him. He followed after Henry, rolling his eyes at the boy's bow before walking through the gateway. The area past the gate was full of tents with various sizes. In the center of the camp there was a large tented stadium. To the far right were animal cages, pens, and a small hospital set up. To the left was a trailer with a sign that read "Kitchen Closed". Mikhail carried Enfys past the large stadium. On the other side of the stadium was the performers lodgings. All nice sized newish looking trailers. Mikhail stopped in front of the one on the far left. He managed to open the door and carry the boy inside before plopping him down in a chair. The trailer was rather plain looking on the inside, except for a few pictures of three young kids in various different settings, and a few Russian flags hanging from the ceiling. "Wait here, and don't leave, no matter what." He commanded, before leaving the trailer.
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Post by Sebastian on Jul 15, 2011 22:21:59 GMT 1
Through the door of the trailer a blond haired Frenchman strolled in holding an apple. "Oh Mademoiselle Alexandra~!" He hummed brushing his long hair over his shoulders and smiling a white toothy grin. He looked over to see a boy, who appeared ot be in a lot of pain on the couch. "Oh, Well who iz thees?" his french accent was thick and very apparent, he knelt down to the boy and held out his apple to the boy. "You need this more than I, I think." he smiled, and his amber eyes twinkled in the low trailer light.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 15, 2011 22:31:39 GMT 1
Enfys jerked back a little in sudden fright, but made himself calm and smiled softly at the man. "Ah.. no, I'm okay, I think." He said, bowing his head slightly in gratitude. "U-Um, please, though.. don't... don't tell anyone that I'm here, though, okay?" He pleaded quietly, looking right into the Frenchman's eyes. "I don't think I'm supposed to be." His fright overcame his pain, obviously; his mangled leg was covered by the remaining bits of Mikhail's bandage, and the bit of his pant leg that remained over it, but nothing more, and the bone stuck out a little.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 16, 2011 7:06:50 GMT 1
Mikhail tip toed around the trailers and stopped in front of one of the largest ones. He looked both ways before stepping up to the door. He was about to knock on the door when a boy with coal black hair opened it. "You're thoughts are very frantic and loud." He stated, looking down at Mikhail in disgust. "You're late and should be looking for the master not his daughter." Mikhail glared at the boy. "Maximus I need to ask her something." He said. Maximus thought about it for a moment, before a girl with blonde hair and purple eyes pulled him out of the way. "What is it Mischa?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "I need you to fix someone Clarice..." He answered, staring at the ground. "Ok." Clarice answered. "Bunny you can't you need your rest before today's training!" Maximus exclaimed, but Clarice just waved him aside and stepped out with Mikhail. "Don't worry about it." She said, winking. Mikhail lead Clarice toward his trailer, with a grumpy Maximus trailing behind.
A girl with red brown hair walked into the trailer wearing a pair of blue shorts and a white tank top. When she spotted Enfys and Luc she nearly exploded. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE THIS EARLY IN THE MORNING AND WHY IS THERE A WOUNDED KID WITH YOU!?" She shouted, pointing from one of them to the other. "IT'S EFFING SEVEN A.M!" This was Alexandra, Mikhail's oldest sister.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 16, 2011 7:12:10 GMT 1
"A-ah..." Enfys shrunk a little in fear, looking up at them both terrifiedly. "H-He came in here looking for you, I think, maybe...." Enfys wasn't usually cowardly, but he didn't want to misbehave or something, when Mikhail was being so kind to him and helping him. "It's.. it's not anybody's fault.." He had no idea what to say, or how to say it, so he just kind of gave up and sat there, looking at his dirty, bloody hands in his lap.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 16, 2011 7:22:56 GMT 1
Alexandra glared at Enfys for a few minutes before noticing his hands. She let out a loud sigh. "We should clean your hands." She said, walking over to the small kitchen sink and wetting a wash cloth. She took it over to Enfys and dropped it in his hands. "Clean them up." She instructed.
Mikhail walked into the trailer and almost straight into his sister. "Why are you in here, you're supposed to be showering." He looked over at Luc. "You don't even live here!" He exclaimed, pointing at him. Clarice poked Mikhail's arm, and then pointed over at Enfys. "Is it him?" She asked. "Oh yeah, can you fix him?" He asked. Clarice slipped past Mikhail and Alexandra and slipped onto her knees. She examined Enfys' leg, occasionally poking it. "I should be able to, it's no worse than what happens here." She stated.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 16, 2011 7:31:15 GMT 1
Enfys looked at her in confusion, then at the crowd of others in the trailer, until his eyes rested on Mikhail. Immediately he calmed a little; there was one familiar face, atleast. One familiar face that he quite liked. "..Fix it?" He repeated slowly, looking down at his leg in surprise, wiping his hands off as well as he could on the washcloth. "You mean like... all of it?" he was extremely cautious about his next question, but he had to know. "Will... will I be able to keep it? My leg?"
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 16, 2011 7:38:17 GMT 1
Clarice looked up into Enfys' eyes. Her own looked dead serious, like for a second she might give him bad news. After a few minutes she nodded. "Yes, you will be able to keep your leg." She answered. "BUT I would be careful with it for the next few days." She then returned her attention to it. Her hands hovered just a few inches above his leg where the bullets had penetrated it. She closed her eyes and focused carefully as she slowly repaired the leg.
Maximus rolled his eyes. "You know there will be repercussions for this." He told Mikhail. "Especially since Henry saw you." He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorway to the trailer, obviously upset.
Mikhail let out an exhausted sigh. "Whatever, it's worth it for the kid." He yawned slightly, remembering he'd gotten no sleep.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 16, 2011 7:44:48 GMT 1
Enfys sighed as he felt it; his biggest fear was losing his leg, and he had been so frightened of it happening; there was a large load off of his shoulder when he knew he'd keep it. Then, the other big worry hit him - what would happen to Mikhail because of this? Immediately he looked up at the man, his eyes wide and worried again. "Why?" He asked quietly, since he never did before. "Why would it be worth it? I... I could grow up to me a maniac, like... well.. like that.. man. Why would you want to keep me alive?"
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