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Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

The prospect of having his fortune told was, for lack of a better word, amusing. He was about to consent to it and head inside, when the Dwarf came running up. He didn't recognize the short man, but then again he didn't make it a point to try and learn everyone's name. Half the time he didn't know their name, only what act they preformed. Still, he was slightly disappointed that he didn't get a chance to take Dolly up on her offer. Of course Ringleader.. He said, looking away from the Dwarf and up to Dolly's face. He stared at somepoint around her nose, looking through her rather than at her really. He didn't really register the actual doll's tugging on his pantleg until after a few moments had passed. He spared it a quick look before once again looking up. If you wish for me to preform, I would be more than happy to oblige. A chance to preform twice in one day? Talk about luck! Well, that is if Dolly still let him do the night show. Vincent's act served as a sort of downer, a measured sense of something slightly less extreme than watching a man get eaten. It brought relief to the masses that had probably lost their lunch on multiple occasions before he took the stage. There, standing in the puddles of blood, sweat and occasionally sexual juices would he apply his craft. He didn't want to get too presumptious though, lest Dolly be thinking something else. He had long since learned not to assume what the Ringleader was thinking. Though... He said after a moment. If it is considered a favor, then you will owe me. The words lacked a certain forboding or whathave you with the way he spoke. Already he could feel the coolness around his fingers as he worked his magic, the sensation thrilling addicting at the same time. Vincent, unlike a lot of others, did basicly nothing other than when he was in the ring. There were no days of practice or botched attempts. He simply shaped and moved the ice depending on his mood. Will.. The Ringleader be watching? He asked casually enough, an eyebrow slightly raising. I would, of course, not wish to keep you from any drinking or other such important tasks. He went on to say with a small nod towards the doll at his pantleg.
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

Dolly hopped up and down and clapped her hands when the frost demon agreed to fill in for the act that could not go on. Thank you, thank you, thank you. You will keep your evening appearance, of course. We won't be able to fix the lines until this evening when the last audience leaves. The dwarven male looked up at the two that loomed over them before presuming it safe for him to walk off. If it is a favor you seek, then a favor you will get. She looked down at dolly as he tugged on Vinny's pant leg. Dolly leaned over and picked the toy up by the scruff of his neck and rested it on the palm of her hand. Of course I will be watching Vincent. What do you think I do most of the time. I can never get enough of these acts. Some people change up their acts and it proves a wonderful surprise. Besides I only drink afterwards, duh. Let's be off Vincent, your audience awaits. You can redeem your favor afterwards. Over to the side of the tent, she walked and gave him a hug before she walked into the center of the ring and tossed the doll up into the air as it did a cartwheel and landed on her head and both took a bow as the crowd roared to life. There has been a bit of a technical difficulty with the trapeze, so I give you a rare treat for this time of the day. Here we give you a moment to cool down, near the end of our show... yes, alas we near our end. Keep your food where it is, you need not worry. Please... feast your eyes on the frosty friend of mine... Vincent!! She back flipped from the center of the ring with the dolly holding onto her hair. Landing at the side entrance of the tent with a smile and a sigh. Have fun... She said with a coy smile as she witched from the darkness of the side entrance.
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

Dolly watched in silent awe as the frost demon performed his act. Showing his talents and eliciting various emotions from the audience. The gasps were certainly her favorite part and even during such and act he could still turn the charms on a women and enjoy himself to the fullest. He loved what he did and that was evident. It was written all over his face. His act never got old and she had to admit, at times he had her gasping and blushing when she caught herself doing so. He was a demon, he couldn't hurt himself. She had a long argument about that with the voices and it was still a touchy subject for them. Every time she watched him, she would always tell them that she was right. Always unscathed, he emerged. Much to Dolly's obvious delight. Her favorite part had to be the ice rose. Secretly, of course. She wasn't going to tell him. The voices asked why and she always responded- Do not question the method of my madness, now shut up! She laughed to herself as Vincent bowed and she clapped her hands and smiled when he exited the center ring. Stunning! Marvelous! Bravo! Encore!! She cheered as he drew closer and closer. One more act and the circus was through. The clowns would see them off if Dolly did not. They sure loved to steal the spot light. Dolly looked to the center of the ring and watched as the lights turned red in the center spot light for the next act. Another one of her favorites. She hooked one arm around Vincents and walked off with him. I hope you saved enough energy for tonight's performance. We will just dub this one a warm up, for now. The doll sat perched on her shoulders, hiding in the long smooth tendrils of her hair near the curve of her neck as she walked. Now you fulfilled my favor. What is yours? Various being rushed around and past them. te clowns were really getting on her nerves, especially the small ones as they decided to take a detour between her legs and caught her by surprise, Clowns fichus, regarder o vous allez!! She yelled as one honked their nose and continued to run off. Damn clowns. She whispered to herself. Eh, what could she do? They were family. All be it, distant family, which often times she found herself debating on disowning them, but in the end the voices brought her to reason. Sorry Vincent, that favor? She said returning to the subject at hand.
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

The further he was away from those cheering crowds and their adoration, the smaller his smile became. By the time Dolly was upon his arm and walking with him, he was back to his normal tacturn state. As they walked, he looked upon the various tents in which they past. He used this time to think about what favor it was that he wanted. Surely nothing too extreme, but nothing too minimal either. A pay raise? Pheh, what did he really need with money? Was he even getting paid? The put that question on the backburner for now. So what? Hmm.. He responded thoughtfully, using his other hand to tap at his mouth with a finger. It was lucky that his expression rarely gave him away, as he was quite stumped for what exactly he wanted. Perhaps you may take me up upon that fortune reading now, Ringmaster. That was the best he could come up with, really. Sure, perhaps if he had more time to think. Or, we could possibly share one of those drinks that you are so fond of. This was pressing it a bit, as Vincent rarely touched the stuff. He was leading her towards her own tent, should Dolly allow it, passing by his own without a second look. Or.. we could do both of those things. He said with that small shift-shrug. For a favor that was supposed to be all about him, he was being quite tame in his requests. Perhaps he was a bit uncomfortable? If he was, it was nearly impossible to tell. There were signs, of course, if one knew where to look. People rarely did though, as Vincent kept to himself most of the time, nose stuffed into one book or another. In fact, his visits were almost always contained to either Dolly or the cannibles, as odd as that may have been. I am pleased you enjoyed the preformance, Ringmaster. He continued to say without giving Dolly much time to really react to what he had said before. It would be considered babbling, at least where Vincent was concerned though he kept that measured monotonous tone as he spoke. Also, Ringmaster... He said, looking over at Dolly for the first time since they started walking. If you wish for those clowns to become permanent decorations, I would be more than happy to do you that favor.
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

She listened to him list off a number of options. One was rather delicious for her, but not for him and that would not be much of a favor. The other was a nice combination of the two, but still that was not much a favor to him either. I offered you the fortune telling before you fulfilled my favor, so that is free. I will give you some time to come up with a real request, as I read your future. Besides... I know you don't drink and I can save it for tonight. If there's any left, of course. She said referring to the possessed doll that sat upon her shoulder. The human was elated when they reached her tent. The candles flickered like they greeted then with a purpose as the ringleader relinquished the frost demon's arm and pulled a chair over to her cot. Patting the chair as a silent gesture for him to sit, while she sat on the edge of the fur lined cot. Dolly wasted no time taking his right hand and laying it in her own and tracing the lines with a finger. Hmmm.... interesting.... interesting... She said aloud. Trying to feebly build the tension in the room. Oh wow Vincent! Good job! It's about time... She said with a little laugh, not taking her eyes from his hand. The doll slid down it's master's chest and walked down her arm and stood on her wrist, making the necromancer move her head to see his palm. See dolly? The plush thing just jumped up and down with its arms raised and fell backwards on her arm. Dolly laughed and plucked him from her arm and laid him on the bed. Dolly, you are so full of it! She cleared her throat and looked Vincent in the eyes. You are going to put on one hell of a show tonight and I am not talking about your act, because that one goes without saying. How or in what way, I can not say, because I do not know. However... there is someone special in your future.... like I said, about time. Maybe the first one has something to do with her... The last part was more directed as a question to herself than him as she continued to traced the lines upon his hand and observe in silent thought. Randomly she chimed. Raoul ilt av hlict ampush dreviga. The doll that was once running around on the cot top fell out like... well.. a doll. He was getting on my nerves, I'll bring him back later. She had not once take her eyes off of his hand before looking up at him. So? What do you think?
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

Abby watched from the back of the tent as the ice display went about. She was expecting the acrobats to be on before her, but this was a nice surprise. She smirked at the irony, ice before fire. How Vincent had used his charm and talent on the human lady and worked on it. Ah yes.. she knew him. She had not spoken, but eyed him. Then again... who did she not eye. The ring leader was especially taunting. Abby had tried to repay her debt to the girl who had given her a home and a family with the slightest of judgement, but she was the one person who seemed to elude the succubus' talents. Like she was immune! Then again, she seemed no mere human, despite what she said. Abigail found her eyes upon the sight of her ringmaster in the darkness until the round cheered their loudest at the end of his performance. The room was abuzz with excitement. When the noise calmed down and the red light came one... that was her cue. The flame haired woman with the horns protruding from her head and a solid metal choker around her neck connecting adornments on her chest and down to her waist with chains. dark skinned wings stretched far and above. Casting a shadow over her lewd figure as shapely legs sauntered to the center of the stage. Men oggled her for her body while women were more drawn to the wings. Candles sat a light around the circle of red light. With a powerful thrust of her wings all of them were blown out with ease. She took a deep breath and blew a long breath of fire and turned three sixty and relit the candles and gasps and screams sounded, followed by applause. Her wings flapped once more and she hovered over the ground and flew towards the stand and close to a man surrounded by other men. A slender warm finger running beneath his chin and his eyes going out of focus as he leaned forward and nearly fell when she back away. She blew the human a kiss with fire blowing from her lips. This was the last act for this half of the day and after he show was over she finally got a moment to relax. The clowns end the show and purposefully made a spectacle of themselves ushering the humans out of the tent. The succubus yawned and a ring of smoke emerged from past those rosey red lips. Her tent was all the way in the back and the walkways were crowding and various beings and people got ready for the next show. She took the easy and lazy route and flew over head until she spotted her tent and landed before it. Bare feet landing on the soft grass before opening up and being welcomed by the smell of honeysuckle and the sight of candles lit everywhere as her only source of light. Folding her wings back and feeling the evening breeze against he exposed flesh as the sun came to a set. By the time the next show was to begin, the moon would make its grand appearance and Abigail would have her fun luring someone for a night in her tent.
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

Damien was away on a vacation or more like a deep feeding session some where deep in russia. We wass sure he might have just created another myth for them to spread around. He pratically made most of moscow fall into pure lust and the streets were wild for a few days. HE enjoyed his samples of different women in the confusion some of them losing their souls in the process. It was his job as an Incubus to rid the world of wicked women that abused the power between their legs. He let them believe they once again believe they were controlling yet another man and quickly turned the tables. Of course they were in the highest forms of pleasure as he sucked their souls out. But it was time for him to get back to his home on earth. He had some new ideas for his act anyways. Floating high above russia he took one last good look and smirked giving one more present before he left. A dark ball of darkness was produced in his hand and he let it fall. It picked up speed and crashed sending dark waves through every city. Every person felln into a deep sleep and the chaos that Damien had created turned into nothing but a bad dream for them. Opening his wings he flapped them hard and flew upward as he opened a dark portal. Flying through he was in the dark corner of Abby's tent and he watched the succubus for a second as she entered the tent going about her own business. Well well well just as beautiful as I left. Wait no you've got something new about you been feeding lately? He stepped from the shadows in his pitch black suit and a crimson red tie. Maybe I need something a little more casual. His suit vanished in black smoke and as it cleared it was replaced by just a pair of shorts. His tonned chest and abs were exposed to the cooling air. Much better dontcha think?
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

Indeed, she did find it interesting. His hand remained in hers as she continued reading his palm and making sure she had read things correctly. Even if she had screwed up, what was wrong with a little bit of false hope. The voices hopped right on that one and she bickered in her head and the only external indication was the slight furrow of her brows. They could be such meanies and so damn nosey at times. They claimed to be demons, who live vicariously through her. She was their eyes and ears into the human world and her hands were gifted with summoning. A gift she always wondered why her mother feared. On several occasions she thought of looking for her mother, but the voices were adamant that it was best for both to live separate lives. How could she object. Besides... she had a family now. Emerald eyes looked up at her guest and from his hand. Dolly is only honest, my handsome frosty friend and if you wish to hang out, I have plenty of time to spare and love the company. She got up off of the cot for a moment and went to the chest and plucked out another doll. A wooden little duck with legs to walk on and a little top hat that Isis had made herself. Upon the surface of the cot she laid on her back, with her friend at her side and the duck sitting on her pelvis as she closed her eyes for a moment with the palm of her hand covering the wooden toy. She gasped and drew a cold breath as she opened her eyes and took in a deep breath before looking at the toy duck. At first, it did nothing.... then it's head moved to look towards Vincent. Behave, or else you will go back. Head over to the gypsy tent and do as she says. Do not think I do not know what you will be doing, just because you are out of my sight. The duck stood on its feel and hopped off of the bed and exited her tent. I know where they all are. My toys. I never lose them, and if they are bad... they go back to their home. I believe you know that realm fairly well. She said with a lax smile as something was brought up. A reminder from the voices. Thank you for the reminder. She said aloud to what most would think was herself. As the olive skinned girl sat upon the edge of the cot she began unlaced the front of her attire. Someone suggested I end tonight's show by hanging from my piercings. It is ingenious! A wonder I never thought of it. Do you know about them? She asked with her head tilted for a moment, halfway down the front of her top. Corset piercings. I woke up with them after a few bottles of.... something. It was a pretty nasty morning. More the hangover than the pain of recovery. She froze midway, far from modest, but that did not mean she was not completely without wit. I am sorry Vincent... I forgot... She said as she held onto her laces and kept her bodice from falling open. Any ideas as to what you might want as a favor? You don't have to redeem it now, you know. She bit back a laugh.
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

Abby could not help but crack a bright white smile at the sound of that familiar cocky voice coming from behind her. I could smell you coming from miles away Damien... did you have a lovely feast? She asked just before sitting her cot and turning her bright eyes to the incubus who suddenly changed his garb from a crisp suit to a pair of shorts. Mmmmm... Licking her lips at the sight of him with a broad grin upon her face. Looking good, as always. Now, what do you want, mon ami? Did you not get enough to sate your appetite? Hm? Tsk, tsk, tsk... you are insatiable Damien. She teased him, as always. Their little game of cat and mouse. They could not feed from one another, but that did not stop them from indulging in one anothers company. Her wings stretched, as her arms did above her head and the chains upon her attire clanged with the movements. Come... join me. I am not needed in the ring for a while so let us... talk. Her eyes boldly roamed his figure. His human from was nice, but his demon form got her riled and loose in his company. With him in his human form, she held more restraint. He looked like all the other simple humans that roamed this earth, with the exception that his looks were far too perfect for one of them. Usually she was not one for a cocky attitude, but Damien had successfully gotten under her skin. So... what are you doing in my tent incubus? She questioned as she leaned back and rested on the palms of her hands.
Thread: Les Cirque Des Merveilles ( The Circus of Wonders)

When Dolly pulled away to head towards her trunk, Vincent turned his hand over, staring at the back of it. It still lingered with the warmth from her hand, a sensation he was not often privvy to. He was quick to clasp his other hand atop the back of it's partner, enjoying the rapidly fading heat from the woman's hand. Soon enough it was gone and it was left feeling normal, that is to say, cold. By the time he looked up from his hands, Dolly had procured the second doll and flopped back onto the cot once again. He watched silently as she did... something.. to the doll itself. When it came to life an eyebrow rose upon his face. This was something he had never seen before, and that was saying something around this place. As the duck walked his head turned following it along until it was out of sight. Now, with nothing else to look at, he looked at Dolly's side as she spoke. He was admittedly confused at her words, namely the 'Thanks for the reminder' bit, but he didn't voice his confusion. Instead, he chalked it up to Dolly being Dolly and simply rolled with it. At the mention of the closing act, he looked her over for a few moments, not sure what she was talking about. Ah, -those- piercings. He turned his eyes away from her body as she started to expose the piercings. What was she sorry for? Vincent racked his brain for a few moments. The Ringmaster has nothing to be sorry for.. He said softly, letting himself glance to the side, tilting his head a bit. The piercings are quite unique, the crowd will surely love them. He allowed himself to look over a bit more now, actually looking at the piercings now, but that wasn't all he was looking at. I have never fancied myself as one to get such things though. He admitted, perhaps even obviously so. But they compliment the Ringmaster quite well. He then gave a small incline of his head. Perhaps.. if the Ringmaster is so inclined, you could show me the rest? Again his tone was measured and slow, face pulled down into the familiar half-frown. I shall continued thinking about what favor I would ask of the Ringmaster, in the meantime. After he spoke, he flicked his eyes up to Dolly's for a moment, then looked away. This whole being.. open... thing was harder than Vincent had thought. Still, around the Ringmaster he could relax a little bit. After all, if he couldn't relax around his boss, who could he relax around? At least he was giving an effort.