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

Lady Bloody Ava said 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? Click to expand... Fortune telling... Something that Vincent didn't really put much stock in. Being a being that read many, many books with some being not fit for mortal eyes, he had a pretty good view of what the world was like. Fortune telling was hit and miss at times as it all depended on circumstance. Destined to meet a lady? Better hope fate doesn't decide that you're to be mugged and stabbed to death in an alleyway. Fortune says you're going to be rich? You might want to take care of the gambling problem you have. His face remained impassive when Dolly gave him the good news, eyes focused on the doll rather than Dolly herself. This was more contact and time spent with Dolly than he had really ever spent before, and was slightly confused about it. Normally he came, talked with her briefly, then left. This constant contact wtih the young woman had thrown off that rhythm of sorts. Not that he was complaining... Vincent rarely complained about anything. What do I think... He replied in a measured, careful tone. He didn't want to impart his distrust of fortune telling, nor did he want to bring down Dolly, who needed that enthusiasm for the ring tonight. I think it's very interesting. He consented with a small nod, looking up and away from the doll as he fell off the cot. The longer he sat there, the more he noticed how her hand was warmer than his, how she seemed to radiate more body heat... was that normal? Being this close also let him look at her cuts and scars more, the prizes of this occupation. There was that slight shift of being uncomfortable again as he tried to figure out what favor he wanted -and- try to concentrate on the fortune telling. This may have shown in his eyes moving over her more than usual, or rather around her, as he once again refused to make eye contact, staring at her bed, stomach or arms. But the Ringmaster is far too flattering. He went on to say. I do believe most here have already given up on..hmm.. getting to know me. Again, it wasn't because he -wansn't- interested, he had a secret eye for a few beings around, but he was far too reserved to actually say anything to them. This was odd as relations with the people he worked with was accepted and even encouraged at times. Perhaps I could... stay here awhile until I figure it out? The mild flirt, if one could call it that, was given from great effort on Vincent's part who wasn't sure if Dolly even had anything planned out for after the show. Perhaps she was simply indulging him in the spirit of being friendly.