Thread: The Traveling Show (deerpoob and Mim)

you say you aren't clever yet you got my entire train of thought from just looking at me apparently he glanced to her and smirked a bit, watching the girl contemplate more odd body modifications, he could get why she was so into it, but he could appreciate creativity in even the oddest forms. Daniel shook his head and laughed a bit I don't know either Natasha, I guess I might stand a better chance then you but that's only because I'm a guy, you're foreign, have odd hair, tattoos and piercings, if they don't think you're some sort of witch just from your appearance...well your gift will change that the world outside was harsh enough for someone like him, he couldn't imagine what she had been through in her homeland. Despite his seeming avoidance of her question he did indeed think about it, he could have a normal life if he chose, a wife and kids...some job at a bank or somewhere, but it wasn't the right fit, he wasn't like that and she had to have known as much. Freaks are always freaks Natasha, out there or in here just like you said, I wouldn't feel right being anything but He patted her arm and stood up, adjusting his clothes, he didn't wear odd costumes like many of the others, he preferred a clean cut look like something the hero from one of the serials he read as a kid might be like, sometimes he pictured himself like them, using his powers to rescue and help people, always knowing what to say, a hero. But he wasn't, the real world wasn't like that not in the slightest. So when his name was called he smiled to Natasha and winked playfully, despite maintaining that same demeanor he was indeed thinking about what she said, leaving the circus...maybe he could leave and try to make his way outside, if he failed he could always come back right? He pulled all six knives from his bandolier and stepped out into the lights, holding three in each hand and grinning to the audience with arms wide. Knives aren't just for cutting your steak ladies and gentlemen, this man has taken cutlery to a whole new level! The ringmaster announced, Daniel hated the lame jokes but the crowd got a chuckle out of it. Watch as he juggles 6 razor sharp blades! it started off easily enough, juggling the knives, under his leg, behind the back, but then he started to spin them, faster and faster so the blades were a blur of silver in the air, anyone watching wouldn't be able to tell what was blade and what was handle, but he caught them safely everytime, higher and higher the blades flew as he tossed them faster, until the whole thing ended with a handle striking his head with a loud thunk, the rest falling to the ground around him. Oh my folks looks like even someone like him gets a bump once in a while the crowd laughed and Daniel smiled along a bit. The next trick was a bit odd, hard to see as well, after he had collected two knives a target was rolled out, a large wooden board with a pair of red circles one on top of the other, Daniel tossed one knife high in the air, the spotlight followed it, the silver glinting in the bright light, as it did so he tossed another one underhand and both struck the two targets dead center at the same moment. He raised his hands as the crowd cheered, picking up another pair and juggling them, tossing one behind his back where he held up the sole of one of his feet, the blade landing on his shoe, while holding this strange position he tossed the other into one of the targets, again a perfect strike right beside its partner. three knives in the targets, he tossed the one on his foot back over to his hand and picked up another, put then put them both into the same hand and held up a finger in the other as if to say wait after which he produced a hankerchief from his pocket, grinning as he held it up. A lovely lady from the audience to tie it around his head! the ringmaster announced. Daniel of course selected a shy looking young girl, it was always fun to see them looking so sheepishly excited and he grinned happily at her, kneeling down and letting her tie the hankerchief over his eyes, she ran back to her seat and he stood, tossing a knife from one hand to the other, he took a rather overly dramatic stance and made a concious effort to appear like he was aiming, swinging his arms several times as if to get the feel, before finally stepping forward, tripping and letting them both fly. The crowd laughed as he hit the ground, but a pair of thunks silenced them as the knives hit both targets, again dead center. The crowd cheered and he removed the blindfold, pretending to be flabbergasted at his success, the crowd was quite good today and he was acting rather hammier then usual. but still it was on his mind, was she really desiring to leave? she gave of that impression, he was suprised she didn't ask him, she seemed...well she seemed afraid which was strange for Natasha. He bowed deeply and picked up his last knife, walking off while pretending to shave with it, there were a few noises of disappointment. Ladies and gentlemen the king of knives! for a few seconds he disappeared behind the curtain, the crowd seemed disappointed still, but suddenly a knife flew out from behind the velvet drapes and sailed into the target and once more the tent was filled with cheering as the targets were brought backstage. He took a deep breath and sighed, rubbing his eyes and stretching his back. Well that was fun... he said, trying to remain cheerful, not trying to think too much about what Natasha had said you've ruined your body enough Natasha, getting more metal on you will only make you more attractive, well to lightning at least He grinned stupidly, a terrible joke much like the slapstick of his act, trying to lighten the woman's mood.