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[Color=gold][sub][u][url=https://youtu.be/QVuutOx-LPk?si=C7-w-RNXYNA4YtCX]Mr. Deacon[/url][/u][/sub][/color] [/center]
[Color=gold][b]Time:[/b][/color] Evening [i]“Where has the time gone, princess?”[/i]
[Color=gold][b]Location:[/b][/color] Funnel Cake Stand
[Color=gold][b]Attire:[/b][/color] [url=https://cdn.historicalemporium.com/store/media/002982/002982_01.jpg]Alexander’s attire[/url]
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[color=gold]“Ahhh…”[/color] Alexander exhaled with his eyes admiring what Sorian Amusements had to offer this evening from his spot in line for funnel cake

There were so many more people here. So many had found their way to this [i]city[/i] simply for this one-night event. One could remind them that this [i]is[/i] a traveling circus, yet who could blame their decision to come here to experience it? It is in this [i]city[/i] where the display will be the grandest, the food will be the richest, and the talent will be either perfect or perceived as such. It was a night to rival the ball receiving the foreign nobles without a doubt but…

[color=gold][i]I do what I must. Especially for my beloved.[/i][/color] 

This nostalgia he was chasing here on these grounds was not his own but he would find enjoyment here tonight… their enjoyment—the rich laughter from the children running about, excited cheers to a man winning his date an adorable stuffed toy, the sly grin from the host of a rigged game, the aroma from various snacks that were guilty pleasures of even those with the strictest of diets. It was one night after all. A night to give in to the festivities and forget about the troubles of this [i]city[/i]. Sorian Amusements was where bliss, ignorance, wonder, and desire shamelessly entangled in the night.  

[color=gold][i]Enjoy it my love. For you, this is a gift… For me, another veil to hide my deeds.[/i][/color]

[color=tan]“Next!”[/color] A gentleman servicing the funnel cake stand called, grabbing Alexander’s attention. Flashing a winning smile, he stepped forth.

[color=gold]“Good evening, I think I’ll have-”[/color]


[hider=tldr]Literally, Alexander is standing in the funnel cake line deep in thought before he gets called up next to order. He is in the middle of making his order before I cut the post short.[/hider]

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