Damian stood in the center of the ring in the Master tent, watching as all his fellow circus folk prepared for the show, some standing in the open and doing small tricks for the early-arrivals. He sighed, Dolly was somewhere else, most likely getting ready, and he'd just spent half an hour rifling through Saiwala's belongings, trying to help the girl find her metal violin. She was feeling more physically violent today and refused to tell him why, thinking it not obvious to him. 'Like I could forget the day her parents died.' he mentally scoffed, adjusting his staff as he put more weight on it. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was going to change soon; a wrongful death, a new member or two, maybe a close call... he didn't know, but he had a feeling that this should would not be like the others.
"Be ready everyone! Head to your respective tents and ready your Acts! The show is to start quite soon!" He called, his voice carrying over the grounds to be heard by everyone. It was a few minutes until showtime and he wanted as much to go to plan as possible. He watched as Saiwala, who was standing in the Master tent before the start of the show- as always- walked out, carrying the metal violin over her shoulder; her regular one was already in the Magicians Manor. "Have fun, Sai" He called after her, shaking his head fondly as she lazily waved her hand over her head to show that she heard.
"Dolly Dearest! Are you ready?" He called, hoping for his wife to hear and respond in kind.
As she left the tent. Saiwala attempted to put a small smile on her face and erase the scowl. All that happened was a twitch of the lips, the corners turning upwards. If one were paying attention, that act itself was obviously challenging to the young woman. As she began the short trek to the Magicians Manor, she bumped into girl- teenager, a few years younger than Saiwala, and one that looked like she didn't at all belong anywhere near this place- and 'accidentally' dropped her metal violin on the girls foot. As she doubled over and grabbed her injured appendage, Sai looked to the other girl that had been getting verbally abused by the other two- there was a third girl, a redhead, but she bent down to help the brunette- 'Now she looks like she belongs.' Sai thought happily, seeing the wonderfully gothic outfit on the girl. She smirked and gave the girl a wink, picking up her violin before the others stood back up and glared at Sai.
Ignoring the annoying brunette and redhead, Sai nodded to the other girl, who had smirked back, and nodded to the Master tent, motioning for them to go in. The other two limped forward, but before the white haired one could move, Sai grabbed her arm.
"When you get in there, tell the ringmaster that Saiwala said she gave you a front row seat, you look like you'd enjoy this the most." She told the girl, getting a nod of confirmation and thanks before she headed to the Master tent. With that, Sai headed into the Magicians Manor, hoping dearly that she got the two others. She stopped when she got just beyond the entrance of the Manor.
'Was that girl wearing metal claws?' she thought. She shook her head. 'We check for that sort of thing...she wouldn't have been able to get them passed the gates...and I would have noticed them sooner.' she concluded, moving to her spot and readying her Act.
Thysia, in her purple dress and a pair of black buckled boots, was at the gates, standing behind two other people that had gotten there just before her. They were checking for harmful objects before they would allow anyone in, which Thysia couldn't even find odd, given peoples' sometimes violent reactions to 'freaks'. It was a clown doing the checks, which Thysia couldn't help smiling at because he looked so serious for a clown.
"Hey Melody, look, it's the freak returning home." Thysia sighed, think of the devils and they shall appear. She stepped up to get checked for weapons, distorting the view of her hands so he didn't see the claws, and turned her head to the brunette and redhead behind her.
"It is." Melody mock-gasped. "Brittany! I told you she was adopted! I never thought she'd return to the circus of her birth though!" She crowed, Brittany laughing behind her. The clown ushered her forward, a confused gleam in his eye as he continued to stare at her hands, shaking his head. It's only to be expected if there were illusionists in this circus, he'd be used to trying to look through illusions. She rolled her eyes, watching as he checked Melody. "Don't get grabby, clown." She snapped.
"There's not much to grab, Melody, and I don't think this man has enough time to go in search of what little there is." Thysia replied without missing a beat. She smirked when she saw the clown suppressing a laugh. Melody turned red.
"Watch it Freak." Brittany stepped in for her friend, stepping forward to be checked after Melody was done. "At least she has her real parents."
"Oooh, ouch, what a burn" Thysia fake hissed, shaking her hand. "Unfortunately for all of us, those are my real parents, so you're wrong and I'm stuck with them. We all lose." She answered as they began walking towards the Master tent. They continued berating her and poking at her, trying to expose any nerves, but she just rolled her eyes and continued walking. A few feet before the tent, Melody bumped into a girl a few years older than them. The girl dropped a very heavy looking metal violin on her foot, and Brittany dropped down to help Melody as she doubled over.
The Violinist smirked and winked at her as she picked up her violin, and Thysia smirked back. As Melody and Brittany stood back up, the Violinist nodded towards the Master tent. The other two went in, but she grabbed Thysia's arm. At first she was worried that the woman somehow saw her still illusioned metal claws, but she just told her to tell the ringmaster that she was being given a front row seat. 'Sweet.'
As she nodded, heading into the tent, she couldn't help but feel that this circus was going to be very fun.