In His Way, Mr. K Will Challenge The World...

Stark: I raised an eyebrow and followed instep behind her, "You planning on leaving already, sweety?" I asked, not hiding the disppointment in my voice. I loved teasing her...

SmaЯt.CaЯs wrote:((wait where are they now?))

Who?

Myrah: "Aw, miss me already?" I stick out my tongue and open the window. "Like I said, I'm just going on the fire escape. No need to come out here too."

Mathias: "Um... Are you feeling better?" I ask.

Julia: Dance? I'd go along with it. I dodge the flaming icicles, and felt a whip on my belt loop. Aro's helpers must have slipped these tricks on me when I wasn't watching. I cracked the whip and smirked. "Gimme your best, bitch!"

Larry?

Larry: I watched Aro's act from afar, shaking my head slightly. Would Mr. K's Cirque come down to this, and only this, after he was gone? I'd have to keep Aro in line a bit, which scared me. She was so...insane. But Mr.K seemed to like her, so she must have a spot of good in her. I pushed my drug cart, and ran into someone, sending my drugs flying. Again? I sighed and began to gather them back up before the potheads could snatch them.

Aro: I can't help but smile a bit. Good girl. But I'll be damned if I'm gonna be out done. I swing my swords around, slow and casual at first as I smirk at her, before breaking and running towards her. And I have to admitt, things are actually working out pretty well. I swing, she dodges, she blows ice, and I duck. The crowd is going ape shit.

Stark: I folded my arms across my chest and shrugged, "Maybe I want to have a smoke? You can't tell me not to go somewhere in my own home."

Ava: I scooted past him in the aisle and nodded, "Y-yeah, I'm just in a hurry to get back to my house. Need anything else before I go?" He looked like he didn't belong here.

Myrah: I close my eyes, put my hands behind my head, and lean back. "Whatever, you'll do what you want regardless of what I have to say."

Mathias: "Yea...What to normal people eat?" I ask. Stark doesn't look like he has a good chef. "Things that won't make me burn down te house?"

Stark: "Exactly," I chuckled and leaned on the wall on the inside, "But I'm not going out there cause it's freezing. So I'll just stand in here and talk to you."

Ava: I held back a giggle, "Well normal people like to eat different things. But I love soup, any kind," I shrugged, "But that's me. What do you like to eat?"

Julia: "Is that all you got?" I called, cracking my whip. I haven't tried to actually whip her with it, because I'm a bit afraid. And I'm pretty sure were not actually supposed to mull each other.

Myrah: "I can't stop you from doing that either," I say. Ddn't mean I actually had to listen.

Mathias: "Sushi," I say frankly."Exotic booze, pasta, and filet mignon?"

Aro: I grin. "You're the one who's sweating," I say as I charge her again. I come at her again, finally disarming her and making her whip fly to a corner. As tonight's fight got cut short because of all the birthday fesitivities, that determines winner. People start cheering and I bow. Like it even counts though. It wasn't even a real fight.

Stark: I grabbed a cigarrette and popped it into my mouth, taking out my lighter. I didn't ask if she minded because I seriously needed one. The stress of all this was getting to my head, and I hated thinking about things too much.

Ava: "L-let's work with pasta," I said slowly, "Pasta is something that's easy and fun to make. What type of pasta do you like?" I was afraid to know the answer...

Mathias: I grimace and scratch my head. "Theu have names?" I ask.

Myrah: I hold my breath as smoke climbs towards my face. After a minute of silence, I quietly ask ",Why are you always doing things that are bad for you?"

Julia: One last vial clinked on my belt and I drank the liquid inside. I was submerged in a puff of smoke, and it sounded as though the crowd thought I had disappeared. I stealthily exited before the cloud could completely evaporate.

Sam: "Argh!" Drugs went flying everywhere as I ran into a cart- actually, scratch that... the guy pushing the cart ran into me. "Sorry, sir..." I saids, bending over to pick some up. When he wasn't looking, I stuck some in my pocket.

Larry: "Happens all the time," I sighed and piled the last of them onto the cart. He had called me sir? Why would he do that? Unless he knew I was the new owner of the Cirque? But only carnies knew that, if any. "Are you a member of the Cirque?"

Sam: I nodded. "Sam james, animal tamer." Ohhh I knew who he was... "Larry?"

Larry: "Animal tamer...I don't spend much time around the animals, mostly on call for Mr. K. Oh, and yes, I'm Larry. You've heard about the big change coming, then?" I thought that the change of ownership had been kept under wraps, but someone must have slipped. Mr. K would not be happy with that someone, who gave out his secrets.

Sam: I nodded vigourasly. "I'm sure. I've just been hearing it around, to be honest. Not really from a specific person." Now it would grow awkward. What more was there to say? I shouldn't stay long... the stolen drugs could easily be found.

Aro: I grab my one of my servants as I walk back in and take out another lollipop. "Hey, tell the ladies to have my room ready in a few minutes. I need to hurry up and get changed." I hang my swords at my hip and slip back into my ratty "stoner coat" that I'd taken with me from home.

Larry: "I see. Well, could you try and keep it under wraps? Mr. K doesn't one anyone to know about his 'departure' yet," I said in a low voice. "Although, of course us carnies are welcome to know. Just...don't spread it around to much, alright?"

Julia: I realized once I was off stage that I didn't know where I was supposed to go. Did I have a room here now? A place, somewhere I belonged? I was wary of talking to Aro in her current hyper state, but walked over anyway. "Where is my room?" It seemed it was better to assume with Aro. Act as though you already knew, so that way she couldn't lie to you.

Aro: I take one look at her frown."You're joking, right? Because I thought about laughing straight in your face, but someone as naive as you might be actually serious."

Sam: I shrugged. "No problem, sir. After all, he won't be around much longer, right?" I said, my voice dropping as well. I knew Aro was no where near, but it always helped to be careful. Especially about this subject.

Larry: I nodded slowly, not wanting to be responsible for giving away Mr.K's secrets - he was my idol. I slipped Sam a packet of drugs before rolling away. "Tell no one and you'll be rewarded later. DRUGS! DRUGS FOR SALE! GET 'EM HERE!"

Julia: I recoiled. I was part of the cirque now, wasn't I? But I guess that didn't guarantee me a place to stay here. I laughed like it was no big deal. The sound was odd to me. It had a new bitterness, a new tinkling. I guessed this was the laugh of the new me: Jewel, the performer. Not Julia, the housewife. "Of course I was joking! I already have a place to stay, anyway." It slipped out before I had time to think.