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[b][u]Big Top - Stage[/u][/b]
Poppy smiled serenely to herself. It was going well, of course. It always did. Everyone was being as amazing as always. Although humans in general were amazing. She herself was human and she thought herself pretty amazing in some ways. The others were more amazing though. She didn't mind.

She released her hold on her own trapeze, holding her arms outstretched in a swan dive in mid-air. And in midair, she allowed her limbs to sepeate into many pieces at the joints... an odd take on the idea of taking flight, really. If it didn't look so gross it would almost give the appearance of wings.

She decended, throwing her hands further down to grab a hold of one of the large hoops suspended on ropes. To most people it would be out of reach, but Poppy... she had a larger reach than most. She pulled herself back towards her hands in midair, finally coming back together and spinning herself back so she was upright and sat on the hoop. And with a faint, somewhat vacant smile on her face, she dipped her now reconnected hands into the small pouches at her hips and began to lazily throw glitter into the air and over the crowds, swinging all the while.

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[b][u]Big Top - Front seating[/u][/b]
Syed froze on the spot. "Wait..." he paused. The description was very, very familiar. His eyes unfocused as he pondered. The name was familiar, the description was familiar... that picture was familiar.

In fact, the description matched the picture Lady had given Moira. Oh no. Please don't have it be Lady's [i]son[/i] to be the one who's planning to commit arson. Please please please let it be someone else who looks like that [i]please[/i].

Moira was oblivious to Syed's spiralling panic. Hell, everyone was - Syed was probably the only person in the whole damn crowd who wasn't enjoying the spectacle, his own rampant paranoia rendering it just too painful for him to watch. Instead he found his eyes darting across the stage nervously for the man who fit the bill, not daring to linger much in case someone else did something which freaked him out.
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Instead, Moira found popcorn simply falling from her slack-jawed mouth at the events unfolding before her. Cor blimey how had she never been to something like this before?! She threw the leaflet back to her side, although the person she snatched it off didn't seem to notice.

Wierdass bullfighter magic tricks! Flying animals! Flying men! Some girl who took the term loose joints to the next level, and another woman who span around like she defied gravity or something! And most importantly, Abram's muscles. [i]Phwoar.[/i]

Eventually she couldn't help it - she stood up, sending the tub of popcorn tumbling and spilling across the floor as she shouted loudly. Come on, throw another animal at one of them, that will be fun! Luckily Lucien didn't mind - he had already stood up and started cheering himself. Much like most of those around them were by this point.