Phillis Circus: Big Top - OnstageAmy stepped back from Guinevere upon hearing the others murmuring her name. Moira had flat-out called to her, hoping for something of an explanation for why things had gone this way. The cleric sighed as she sat along the edge of the stage, beside both Xandra and Lucien. Glass-like substances cracked beneath her feet as she walked on without looking back - or down at the shattered porcelain dolls, for that matter. Lucien nearly leaned over onto her shoulder when she sat down, but withheld himself when he realized it was Amy. She held out her staff over Xandra's prosthetic, and both women began to glow a warm golden hue.
"I didn't think the siblings would stoop so low with kidnappings," she said, her eyes still focused on Xandra's arm. "Guinevere's lost her home to some bandits when her brother was born - she was just a kid. I don't think she ever got over that, even now. I met them maybe... ten years ago, not long after their parents passed and basically handed over their ringmaster rights. This was all Guin had going for her. She got obsessed over maintaining and perfecting the circus since that was all that remained of her childhood - aside from Vance, anyway."
Amy shook her head. "But I never knew the others." She looked to Aria and Estelle for a moment, before twitching her mouth and returning her attention to Xandra. "No idea what made them so desperate for hostages."
"They're scoundrels, all of them." Crispin used his uninjured hand to steady himself with one of the remaining chairs in his row. Syed (squicked out from his poor shoes) bandaged up his other hand in the meantime, to which Crispin expressed gratitude. "I remember Sammie spouting some nonsense about how the circus was falling apart with the same-ol' same-ol' performances. They changed their routine every night, but even dedicated show-goers get bored of seeing the same guys 20 times in a row." He ground his teeth, sneering at the fallen magician girl's body not too far from him. "Nabbed me the moment my fire powers came into the conversation."
Trixie brought a finger to her chin and scrunched her eyes in mock-thought. It always made her look so
deep. "Sooo... what, were they runnin' outta money or something?"
"Must be it. You must've seen a flyer or two about their so-called newbies, haven't you? They were pretty good at keeping things quiet. Some of the new hirees had no idea what they were getting into, and I don't think they ever found out, til now. Yo, Balts, did you happen to catch anything...?"
Amidst all the chatter, Baltimore had made her way back onstage, stopping by the fallen Abram. Solemnity softened her features, before her eyes scrunched up - about to cry.
"What? Baltimore, come on!" The girl glanced over her shoulder to Crispin, who eyed her with disbelief. "You can't feel sorry for these guys, let alone the butthole who busted up my hand! 'guy was a jerk! He was in on this too, you know. They all were!" Baltimore shook her head rapidly at this, now clasping her hands over her mouth as she looked back to Abram. Crispin rolled his eyes. "Oh, cupcake, come on. Don't cry! Ugh..." He slumped his face into his arm. "Why do girls always cry around me?"
Amy said nothing else. She just continued feeding healing spells to whoever needed it, one person at a time for stronger results. Even then, Amy knew it wasn't enough to help Xandra's condition in particular, aside from dulling the pain and hopefully making it more manageable until she could reach a proper hospital. The same went for Crispin. She couldn't even imagine how bad the circus performers had it in comparison, after the beatings they took.
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Also Pacman wtf I don't know what I was expecting, but that was pretty good. XD Xander reminds me of the Honest Trailers guy, except his voice cracks lmao. Anyway, writing a post now! Post is up!
