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[b][u]Phillis Circus - Animal cages[/u][/b]
Moira couldn't help but squirm under the animals' unrelenting licks. "Argh, fuck off!" she laughed. The little shits had figured out that she was ticklish behind her knees! ARGH!

Although she did better than her partner. Syed looked borderline catatonic, staring with wide, horrified eyes at the horn of the massive rhino which stood over him. How was he not dead? How was this thing not at least crushing him? What... what was going on?!

Until it started licking him too, and it turned out Syed was pretty much ticklish all over. Welp. He tried his best to recoil from it all, sparks jumping up all over as he gasped for breath through his laughter, but the rhino just wasn't fazed. He couldn't think straight, he couldn't concentrate. This... was probably the most surreal moment in his entire life.

Which at this point was saying something.

[i]“GREETINGS, LITTLE FRIENDS, AND WELCOME TO BIG, MIGHTY FUN CIRCUS! These be all Abram’s children, and they look happy to see you! Don’t be scared! They no bite!”[/i]

Moira turned her head towards the noise, which was about as much as she could do at this point. Only to be greeted by the sight of... possibly the most attractive man she had seen in [i]ages[/i]. The world seemed to slow to a standstill as her eyes drifted down to those tensing pecs. Look at them. Just look at them.

She could almost hear the sound of a harp chiming in the background. Dis guy.

The berserker blushed ever so slightly behind her freckles, becoming somewhat lost in her own world. Now this guy was a man's man. Taming vicious beasts with his bare hands, the somewhat sexy accent. She couldn't help it. "Well... hello," she said loudly over the contented noises the animals were making, her voice subconciously a little smoother than usual as she started batting her eyelashes. As she lay pinned to the floor in not the most attractive manner. "Name's Moira. I'm single."

Syed made an odd strangled noise in protest to her words, now feeling brave enough to gingerly pat the rhino's horn with his one free hand in his poor attempt to get it off him. It was the best he could do when he could barely even breathe through the tickle-laughter.