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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 20:10:00 GMT -5
(No problem! All are welcome here. But i must ask - Morgana, is that, perhaps, from Merlin? Or is my fangirliness overwhelming me yet again? )
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 20:21:31 GMT -5
"Fight me," Killian responded, but the nervousnous was slowly ebbing away as she heard Leonardos full laugh. She he spun her, she twirled with a easy, practiced grace that many did not carry durring ballroom dances. Whatever her past was, either Killian was very wealthy and therefor invited to pageants and formal events that required dancing skills, or she had paid for numerous lessons. She hesitantly placed her hand back on his toned shoulder, keeping step with his dance effortlessly. "Where did you learn to dance like this?" She questioned quietly, "Few can master the waltz - even fewer can keep a steady rhythm without music."
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 20:24:27 GMT -5
No, I am afraid not. I just happen to love the name quite a bit.))
Groaning in disappoint, she got up. She would have simply grabbed another match if the box hadn't been empty- whoops. Her bad, using all the matches to simply watch burn away. Upon heading to where she kept the extra boxes, she paused. Oh, matches could wait- the elephants were majestic enough to watch for the time being, after all, she couldn't keep using all of the matches she had.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 20:36:43 GMT -5
Morgana paused upon the sight of Haygen. She smirked at the sight of his bare chest and gave a small whistle. "Wow, you would think there would be some decency around here, huh?" She gave a laugh as she started closee to him, plopping herself in the straw next to him.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 20:37:11 GMT -5
"Clearly," Killians reply was quiet as she seamlessly went from a flowing waltz to a circling two-step, finally gathering her courage to look up at Leonardo. After a grief moment of quiet, she took a breath to speak. "You are a confusing man, my friend... confusing indeed." She respectfully slowed the dance to a stop, where she took a step back and gave a short bow, as custom after a dance. "I hope that, perhaps, you will find trust in me enough to confide in me." She rose from the shallow bow.
(Ah, okay. I was just curious. It is a pretty name.)
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 20:47:55 GMT -5
The blue-eyed flower shrugged, "Oh, it was just worth mentioning- if you feel more comfortable, I suppose that matters more, no?" Morgana offered. "Oh well, I'm curious Haygen, why choose to sit here where the elephants stay though? Such an odd place to be,"
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 20:58:42 GMT -5
"Oh, boredom a bit. I was off to find more matches, but I supposed the elephants should be pretty enough to look at for a while instead- I do have to save the pretty flame creators for my performance," she giggled out.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 21:05:06 GMT -5
"I am glad," Killian said quietly, before taking a few slow steps towards the vanity to begin cleaning once more. She stopped in her traced, and she turned to face her act-mate and dear friend, searching his expression. A few moments of silence, and she finally, after half a year, told him her past in a nutshell. "I was born to a very abusive household. Both parents were druggies - into some terrible things. They sold me to a harem when i was fourteen, i paid my way out at sixteen. Spent a few months on the streets durring winter, fighting to stay warm enough. A wealthy family took me in - as a gambling chip. Sent to to pageants and parades, had me dressed like a doll to dance with the rich men whom they wanted me to marry. They lost a bet, and i was given to another harem. I ran, and came here to this circus." She stopped talking after that, her last words falling to the ground like stones. She studied his expression, tucking her hands into her pockets. "So," She said quietly, "That's me." She turned back towards the vanity, beginning once more to sort through make up and perfumes.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 21:22:08 GMT -5
Haygen laughed "Its a tad important for you I guess. All I have to do is swing from the trapeze. Mind you it's about two hundred and fifty feet in the air." "Impressive, I've seen. Dangerous in fact, ever fear of falling?" it seemed both jobs they did were dangerous- who could call stabbing a sword on fire into their mouth safe anyways?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 21:26:53 GMT -5
Killian yelped in surprise as she was turned around, and froze as she was suddenly wrapped up in a huge bear-hug, her lithe form almost squashed by his larger body. She never really recieved such affections - it was a weird concept to her, and she couldnt figure out how to respond. "Don't be," Killian said, almost glad to be back on thre ground. "It was a while ago. Besides, no harm came from it except a few scars and bad memories. But then again, doesnt everyone have those?" She tossed an easy-going smile at the much larger man, placing the last item in a drawer and pushing it shut with her hip. She leaned against the desk, ankles crossed and hands in her pockets. "It really is getting late - should you be headed home?" Even as she said the words, her heart missed a beat - for some odd reason, letting out all those secrets made her feel vulnerable, unsafe, and she didnt want to be alone that night like every other night.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 21:32:17 GMT -5
"Ouch- How are you still alive?" She inquired moving her body into a position to hear better. Sure, she was afraid she would actually stab or burn herself with her own work- but she hadn't yet. That must have been painful otherwise.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 21:43:21 GMT -5
Killian blinked in surprise, but that was all the showed to hint that the news relieved her. "Alright. Do you have a bunk here, or d'you just wanna crash on mine? There's other places for me," She offered with her usual mischievous grin, uncrossing her ankles and walking towards her closet. She tugged out a large t-shirt and headed for a small room sectioned off by thin curtains. She whipped them closed and turned on a light, giving an accurate silhouette of her form. She stripped from her regular clothing, tossing them into a hamper, and pulled on the large t-shirt. It fell to the tops of her thighs, and although it covered more than her regular clothes, it seemed more... intimate. She wiped her makeup off with a towelette before whisking the curtain back again, padding out with bare feet.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 21:51:27 GMT -5
Haygen shrugged "I honestly have no idea. I shouldn't be walking according to the doctors yet here I am." He said with a chuckle. She attempted to ponder what could possibly allow that, but boredom of that topic quickly got to her. She settled for, "Fancy, you must be some type of superhero to be able to survive that." her blue eyes blinking happily as she said so.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2016 21:54:34 GMT -5
Confusion was plain on Killians face for a moment before it dawned on her what he meant, reading the look in his eyes. She started to raise a hand as he drew near once more, her usual give-me-space signal, but lowered it slowly. "O-Oh... Okay..." She said quietly, her heart racing as she looked up at him. Without the black eyeliner, her mint eyes were lighter, warmer - they had undercurrents of a deeper green. She swallowed a bit nervously before tucking a loose strand of hair back. "U-Um... i'll give you privacy for you to change..." She said, her russian accent thicker with her smaller voice.
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mossfire
Harambe would have loved the forums
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Post by mossfire on Nov 27, 2016 22:00:40 GMT -5
Haygen shrugged "I honestly have no idea. I shouldn't be walking according to the doctors yet here I am." He said with a chuckle. She attempted to ponder what could possibly allow that, but boredom of that topic quickly got to her. She settled for, "Fancy, you must be some type of superhero to be able to survive that." her blue eyes blinking happily as she said so. Haygen laughed "Definitely not sweet heart. Anything but a super hero." He rubbed his hands together and sighed.
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Post by CreamCrow on Nov 27, 2016 22:06:03 GMT -5
"Oh?" She questioned blinking her blue eyes in confusion. She sat up from her position, looking into her eyes. What do you mean by that? I mean- sure, I doubt you have superpowers, but you make it sound like you could never be even with them...."
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