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Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

All...eh...enforcers? Da. Natasha nodded to herself, confident she had found the right word. Perhaps as a show of rebellion--Natasha herself didn't know--the acrobat always wore small clothing unless they were in a cold climate. If she was in shorts they were daisy dukes her shirts were almost always tank tops or tube tops. The cross of the Russian Orthodox church covered the inside of one forearm and there are jokes among the other circus folk about how many men had seen the head of her dragon, which snaked down her thigh nearly to her knee. Shane had tried many times to try to get her to wear less revealing clothing, but she refused. I think maybe is time for father to come eat with his family, da? Natasha smiled mischievously as she finished her dinner. We see why he needs so tough people around him. You are not leaving me tonight, so come make mischief with me. The acrobat was twenty-two, but the way Shane made her act she may as well have been a teenager again. Perhaps because she hadn't had a chance to be a teenager when she was actually a teen and Shane was such a controlling patriarch. Every time Shane had brought it up, Natasha always cheekily replied that he wouldn't like her if she were any other way. Grabbing Daniel's hand with an impish smile she tugged him out of his seat and out of the tent to find Shane. A few tents away she was able to follow the sound of his voice. --we've been forced to hide! For too long we've been persecuted, forced to pass ourselves off as sideshow freaks and street performers! Well now I say no more! Natasha looked at Daniel, confused and concerned, before pulling him along the side of a tent to hide themselves as they listened to what sounded like a sermon. My brothers, my sisters, join me. Together we can work wonders. We are God's miracles and it is time to show that to the rest of the world! Our time is coming, our time is now, and no one-- no one --can stop us now!
Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

He smiled to her and nodded, her English got better and better everyday what do you mean? he's going to do whatever he want's Natasha.. he reasoned, they couldn't exactly go up to him and ask him to join them for dinner, frankly Daniel wasn't sure he'd want him around anyway. Daniel looked at her a bit wide eyed but laughed you are crazy he stated plainly, yet he didn't resist as she pulled on him, tugging him off out of the mess hall and towards the Ringmaster's personal tent. Their were several large tents, one was for the shows, another for storing supplies and for most of the performers sleeping quarters, the mess hall for meetings and eating and finally Shane's large personal tent, several of the perfomers, Natasha among them, had procured personal tents for themselves as well but none were as large as the ringmasters. He followed her quietly along, of course fabric did little to block noise so being in his tent did not stop their eavesdropping. He stared off into the distances as he heard the man speak. w...what the hell is he going on about? Daniel whispered barely above a breath, He looked to Natasha with a face of concern. He was planning some sort of rebellion? or was this some weird act he was putting on...sure the freaks weren't always well treated but their were plenty of people like that, people didn't trust what they couldn't understand, they couldn't be faulted for that right? that didn't give them the right to be horrible to those who were different...but by that same coin Daniel had no desire to hurt someone who didn't like what he was.
Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

Natasha shook her head but put a finger to her lips. She looked worried, but wasn't willing to reveal their presence just yet. Shane had never made it clear to her or anyone what his ability was...perhaps he could put suggestions into peoples' minds. She frowned as he continued. How do we know you're the real thing? someone from the crowd shouted. How do we know you're not just pulling us in? You're cautious sir, I admire that, Shane replied, a smile in his voice. Ali, if you would please. There was a glow and a noise of roaring fire, though the two eavesdroppers didn't have a chance to see just what it was Ali had done. Whatever it was, it was enough to silence the doubters. We need to work together, and if you follow me, do as I say, we can make a brand new world for our kind. One where it is them who need to hide, where the so-called normal people are the out casts! And on--Hm? There was a woman's voice murmuring in his ear. Natasha recognized Barbara's voice but couldn't make out what she was saying. The mentalist's act was something akin to hypnotism, but it was well know among the circus that she was also an empath. She could feel others' emotions. With a cold horror Natasha realized what must have been going on. We need to go. Now, she murmured to Daniel, but it was too late. Shane's footsteps were already heading for them.
Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

Daniel grit his teeth, this was insane! what the hell was Shane doing? He shook his head but kept quiet as Natasha held her finger up, continuing to listen. Just what was going on in there? he must have had several people in there, maybe as many as a dozen, the voice of the dissenter he didn't recognize, a local? His eyes widened however as he realized in time with Natasha, that not only was Barbara in there with Shane, she could feel there shock and surprise at the situation. Damnit he muttered, Shane was not one for people who disobeyed him, Natasha was lucky he seemed to have a soft spot for her but this was a bit much, they'd probably get the chance to join them, something Daniel knew he could never do, if they didn't however it wouldn't end pretty he expected. So they had to go, just like Natasha said they needed to get out of here. He raised a hand, the poles holding the side of the tent that they were on up snapped in two, sending the heavy fabric down ontop of whoever was inside the tent, hoping he had slowed them all down enough he grabbed Natasha's hand and pulled her, running off along the grass between the tents toward the performer's tent. Within a few seconds he had lifted up a back part of the cloth, near where he had his small bit of posseions, he was mostly after his small tin of money, and he was back out. He looked to her, slipping the cash into his pocket and tossing the box aside, her tent was a bit out from the rest, but then again it might have been the first place they checked. should we go to your tent? he didn't want her running around in shorts and a tank top, it wasn't cold but the temperature dropped at night. He looked around, already he could hear a commotion on the otherside of the compound as the group tried to free itself from the collapsed tent, he still didn't know who had gotten out though, risky risky risky.... They were outside a forest, the border of France and Germany, several miles through the woods and they would be in France, possibly safe, it looked like they'd be leaving a bit before he had planned...
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Natasha tried to back away but tripped over her own feet backwards onto Daniel. He brought down the poles, however, and they seemed to have bought some time. For good measure Natasha increased the gravitational pull on the fabric, making it heavier at least long enough for them to get away. She sprinted with Daniel back towards the big top where he grabbed money out of a tin. Da... she panted, working to catch her breath and taking his hand again, pulling him toward her tent. They do not know was us. Once again they were sprinting out towards the edge of the camp. Natasha liked to be out away from the others, where she could see the stars. The inside of the tent was comfortable and colorful, with scarves and beads hung from the low ceiling and colorful patchwork carpets covering the ground. Against one side was a bed with a colorful patchwork quilt. It looked every bit the gypsy tent inside that it looked outside. Natasha dove over to a large trunk in the corner and began stuffing a duffel bag with clothes, money, and a few sentimental items. She looked around the tent sadly. She was going to miss it. I cannot fit it in the bag, she said sadly, looking to Daniel and motioning to the tent. With a grunt of frustration, she grabbed a pillow from the bed and stuffed it in the bag before pulling on a pair of sneakers and slipping a switchblade from the trunk into her pocket. Okay. We run. The acrobat got to her feet and grabbed Daniel's hand again. She held it tightly as they snuck out of camp where towards the middle the sound of chaos signaled that everyone had escaped the heavy tent. Once they were safely in the dark part of the grass, Natasha tugged Daniel back into a sprint. She didn't slow down until they were in the trees, and even then she jogged until the trees grew closer together.
Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

She was probably partly right, Barbara couldn't have known who it was, but all it would take would be a rounding up up the whole troupe, her checking everyone, they couldn't hide there emotions from her like that...but he didn't have time to explain all of that, he was leaving anyways, why not like this? it was enough of a push to get Natasha to go with him, he watched her pack and sighed as useful as it'd be no you can't, I'm sorry Natasha he said, shaking his head. He let her lead the way out into the woods, glancing back when he had the chance, it seemed they were indeed rounding up the troupe to find out who had overheard. Daniel shook his head Shane is...insane! he said between breaths as they sprinted to the trees. He slowed down as she did and soon they had gotten a fair distance away, far enough to not see the clearing let alone any of the tents. Daniel finally tugged her hand to say to stop and he sat down, catching his breath in deep inhales. Looking to her again he shook his head I'm sorry he said, feeling like he should apologize, he knew she had wanted to stay, knew she had been afraid to go back to living on her own but now they didn't seem to have much choice, at least for the time being... He closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling quickly, Daniel undid his vest and sighed, the air was cool, comfortable for the time being, but it would keep going down as the night went on, she had been smart to grab more clothes, he'd have to make do with what he had until they could find a town or something, or perhaps if they stayed not to far away they could sneak back to collect a few more things.
Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

No...shit... Natasha panted back, dodging trees and jumping over roots. Finally they slowed to a stop. After a few deep breaths Natasha's body had time to register the temperature. She dug into the duffle, shrugged on a tattered denim jacket with flannel lining, and looked down at Daniel on the ground. She shook her head, grabbing his hand and hauling him to his feet. No time for sorry, she said simply, tugging him along though now at a walk. No time for sleeps or for regrets. Tonight we walk, da? We find town, find place for sleepings, figure out a plan. We cannot let Shane do this. It is hard life for people like us, but is not worth genocide. Never worth that. She looked over her shoulder and sighed before turning back around. One day...I get my tent back, she vowed aloud. It felt silly to be concerned for her little tent, but she had saved up for it and everything in it. It had been the only thing she owned in the world that was truly hers. I guess now I can get tattoos and dye hair, da? Natasha chuckled, trying to bring a little levity to the situation. She wasn't looking forward to walking through the night when she had already been exhausted before they'd started running.
Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

He sighed as she pulled him up, but he didn't argue, she was right, it would be best to keep moving incase someone had seen them running. He followed her along, squeezing her hand softly I don't think it's too far...that town we stopped in 3 days ago? the little french one with the lady that brought us those pies he said, trying to remeber what direction that was, he thought they were going roughly the right way, south west. Daniel tightened his jaw and nodded your right, but for now we need to figure out what we're going to do about us he said, clothing and food and safety were more important, once they had gotten some semblance of safety again they could figure out what to do about Shane. He tried to grin at her all the tattoos and piercings and hair colors you want he said, hoping that would cheer her up as she tried to do the same for him. They kept walking for some time, soon they were several miles away, it was growing dark and would only get darker, they wouldn't be able to see if they didn't have light. Natasha I think we should stop...the town is clearly not close enough to reach soon, we need to rest and we need to find somewhere safe before we can't see at all. he reasoned with her, looking around in an attempt to find a suitable place. The shadows were long, the sun was setting and it was getting colder still. He pointed there...up there can you see it? I think their's a small cave or something, we can stay for the night. he didn't like the idea of staying in some cave that might be wet or full of bugs or worse but they couldn't walk much further, they were both tired from the days show and practices, not to mention the miles they had just covered. They won't find us here...theirs no way then could search this far out in one night, assuming they even know we're gone or care.
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Natasha tried to argue with Daniel. She didn't want to stop she wanted to put as much distance between themselves and that madman as possible. But as much as she didn't want to admit it he was right. They were tired and the town was still miles away, and the others would be just as tired and unable to continue the search until daybreak. She followed the direction to where he was pointing, sighed, and nodded. That would have to do. Shane will know. He will care, she said darkly before turning and leading the way up to the cave, holding his hand. Once they had climbed up to the cave, Natasha pulled out a flashlight and looked around. No water or bears or wolves, just a few spiders. She wasn't afraid of spiders. Nodding in approval she set her bag down before pulling out the pillow and a blanket she'd packed. The acrobat may have been defiant and contrary, but extremely practical. I have blanket and pillow, but we will have to share, she said, clearing dirt away from stone with her foot and setting them down. She seemed to remember something and fished her phone out of her pocket. Take battery out of phone, do not use unless we have to. Even if is off, they can still track it if battery is still in. If no...just a big piece of plastic, da? Natasha pulled the battery out of her phone, tossed them both into the bag, and kept the flashlight on long enough for Daniel to do the same though she kept her hand over the light, letting through just enough for him to see what he was doing. It wouldn't do if Shane and his lot were close by and saw a light in a cave. Phones taken care of, she sat down and flicked the flashlight off, allowing her eyes to adjust to the dark before laying on bare stone and pulling the blanket over her, laying her head on only a part of the pillow. It was clear she was sharing both with Daniel, putting them in close quarters though it would at least keep them warm.
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well even a mind reader won't find us this far out he reasoned as they made their way to the cave, of course Barbara wasn't a mind reader, no one like them was that powerful, she just got feelings as far as Daniel knew. He took her into the small cave and gazed around, following the beam of her flashlight with his eyes, while he wasn't a fan of spiders their were worse things that could have been in here so he took what he could get. He sighed, feeling very stupid for not preparing better as she had, he had rushed himself, a mixture of fear and excitement clouding his better judgement. She was smarter then he was in this sort of situation, he wasn't the survivor she was, he had spent some time on the streets when his money had ran low but that as France, she had likely spent alot longer on her own and in a place as vast and cold as Russia, well of Russia wasn't all cold but it wasn't like he had any idea where she was from in the worlds largest country. Daniel blinked, in the time he had been lost in thought, something he often did, she had again proven smarter Cellphones..good idea one of the small luxuries many of the performers had, he removed his battery and replaced it and the phone in his pocket, she had also produced a blanket and a pillow. People don't say you're smart often enough Natasha. he grinned and moved in, feeling a bit awakward laying so close to the young acrobat, but he'd have to suck it up if they were going to stay warm right? She had found as smooth a rock as she could manage but the ground was cold and it was still rock. He lay on his side away from her, but leaned up to glance back. c...can I ask you a question? about before I mean... he let the words hang, figuring his point would come across that he wanted to ask about before the circus. how long were you out on the streets? I mean I know you didn't tell me but I figured it out just by the way you act I guess, how long? he asked again, hoping she wouldn't be mad at him, he had always been a very curious person, a trait they both shared.
Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

Good, Natasha replied bitterly when Daniel pointed out that a mind reader couldn't find them. I hate mind readers and peoples like that. Chun Li was a bastard. Several years ago Natasha and Chun Li, the mind reader, had been an item in the circus. Very, very few people knew what had happened and no one was willing to talk about it, but at some point things had been broken off and Chun Li kicked out. Natasha smiled when Daniel called her smart and made more room for him. When he laid down with his back to her she rolled her eyes. It was clear he was shy. With a sigh she scooted closer and wrapped an arm around him, cuddling up in the spooning position and taking her place as the big spoon. Here, is warmer, she explained quietly before closing her eyes. When he looked back and spoke, she opened her eyes again. About before what? she asked. When Daniel elaborated, she was quiet for a few moments as though gathering her thoughts. Four years, Natasha said after a few moments of thought. It was another long moment before she spoke again. My parents, they are good people but very...religious. Always they know bout my gift, since I was little girl. They tried...everything. Prayer, mostly. My father, he say I am possessed by demons and cannot be saved. Thirteen I was, when they said they would not house demons any longer. So I leave home, leave school, live on streets in Saint Petersburg. I fall in with wrong crowd after about six months...next thing I know I am ah...what you say? The acrobat struggled to find the correct euphemisms. Turn tricks, I think is right, for next hit. Five years ago Shane finds me sleeping on bench in train station, strung out, hardly know where I am. I would be dead if he did not find me. Natasha's arm tightened a little around Daniel's chest and she leaned her forehead against her back as she swallowed back emotion. She had never been a crier and she refused to start now. What about you? Natasha asked after a few long moments of pressing back emotion. Shane's betrayal was just beginning to sink in and it was hitting her particularly hard, considering she literally owed the man her life. Where did he find you? I never know...are you American or Canadian?
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She would feel his chest expand as he takes a deep breath, feeling her arms around him, her body close to his...it felt incredibly warm despite the growing chill outside their little blanket. He didn't mean to bring up her old flame, in fact he had forgotten that whole relationship, so naturally he felt bad. Debating rolling around to face her, knowing it would be warmer and more comfortable, well more physically comfortable, not so much on the mental side, at least for the young knife thrower. He had a few girlfriends here and there but travelling around the continent left anything more then a fling as near impossible unless it was with someone within the troupe. Daniel closed his eyes, feeling like he had opened a box that might have been better off left closed judging by her voice. turning...tricks? it took him several long seconds before he realized, maybe it was just the exhaustion of the day, she had prostituted herself, she had been a drug user and this had gone on for 4 years. He grit his teeth, no wondered she felt such a strong connection to Shane, even if he wasn't the best man in the world he was surely better then half the guys she must have seen in that time right? he wanted to believe that, the man he had admired for a while had to be decent right? He was a racist, or a speciesist... whatever the term he had a great distaste for humans, Daniel had noticed as much over time but he'd never have imagined that Shane would be capable of attempting some sort of armed uprising. Canadian, travelling out of highschool I went to where my family came from originally, Orleans he turned onto his back and glanced to her, trying not to look to nervous I kind of fell in love with Europe, so I just...never left he sighed My powers were around when I was a kid too, my parent's pretty much chose to ignore them, refusing to admit I had them, they tried to be good people but it's difficult when you aren't what they wanted... he turned his head fully to her, knowing she could sympathize, he hadn't been through what she had, but they seemed to share a common starting point. I happened across the circus when it was in the area I happened to be in at the time...went to the show and I could tell right away some of the people in it were like me, I saw more and more until I realized it had to be the entire circus was run by freaks, I litterally ran away to the circus I just never planned it he chuckled but silenced himself when he saw how she seemed to be feeling, it had been a rough day. It's alright Natasha... he didn't know what to say so he just finally rolled to face her and, after a moment's hesitation, put his arm around her in a hug you don't have to hold back if you don't want to.
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Natasha could feel Daniel's body tense as he slowly began to understand what she had been talking about. She chewed on her tongue and cast her eyes downward, waiting quietly in the dark for him to pass judgement as had everyone to know her story. It was usually the sleeping with strangers in exchange for drugs or drug money that got them, regardless of how old she had been at the time. But the judgement never came. Instead Daniel allowed the change of subject and told her of how he had left after high school. They seemed to have similar family lives, though she doubted Daniel's parents took the same disciplinary tack hers had. The acrobat's eyes studied his face in the dark when he turned onto his back, then when he looked at her. He had a nice face. She had always thought so, but she hadn't really seen it in the dark and it was even nice in the dark. She smiled a little when he chuckled, but she was feeling too tired to actually laugh. When he held her close she leaned her forehead against his upper chest. I am tired. It was only a half-fib. She was tired, but she did want to let go. But she couldn't. There was no way that after years and years of holding back she was going to make right now the time she chose to let go. Instead she pulled him closer, awkwardly hugging him back. You smell nice, she murmured into his chest quietly.