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=) One more and we can launch it. Two would be better if someone is willing to play Darkness.
Excellent! Only downside is it definitely requires more people. I really enjoyed this rp the first go around but it sunk with the old guild site. Hopefully it can be restored. =)
There was no time to protest any further. Mr. Winchester's eyes fell upon them and he called them forward. While Chelsea was no stranger to being the center of attention, it certainly was breaking ground for Alex.
“So, what are your names then?” he asked.
“Chelsea,” she answered with a pep in her voice.
“...Alexis,” she responded as her face flushed at the thought of being on stage.
He lead them each to a box of their own. Chelsea's box seemed full of metal spikes which he quickly retracted with a sheepish remark. For that brief second, however, Alex might have just been okay with enclosing her in a spiked box. First she dragged her to a circus, and now she put her up against one of her worst of fears, stage-fright. All eyes were on them, or hopefully Chelsea, she thought.
Gabriel lead her to a similar box opposite of her friend, no spikes this time. A welcome sight given the circumstances. He enclosed her inside just as he did Chels, and proceeded with his trick. Alexis had to admit this trick was a good one, and the fire from the finger trick had her pretty intrigued. The trick seemed to move parts of their body around between them. It was a convincing illusion that had Alexis stumped, maybe even showing a bit of concern in her features. Chels, on the other hand, just enjoyed.
They were finally put back together and allowed to return to their bleacher seats. Alexis had never wanted to be sitting on a bleacher so bad in her life. She let out a long breath, almost as if she had held it the entire time. Chels gave her a small nudge.
“See? I told you it would be fun. I saw the awe in your eyes.”
Chels was right. She was amazed. How did he do it? A magician never reveals his tricks. Yet, she was no stranger to tricks either in her own right. Granted, she had no idea how they worked just as much as she was clueless on these, but it hardly meant the two were related. Did it? Surely not! Alex focused hard as she continued watching.
“So, what are your names then?” he asked.
“Chelsea,” she answered with a pep in her voice.
“...Alexis,” she responded as her face flushed at the thought of being on stage.
He lead them each to a box of their own. Chelsea's box seemed full of metal spikes which he quickly retracted with a sheepish remark. For that brief second, however, Alex might have just been okay with enclosing her in a spiked box. First she dragged her to a circus, and now she put her up against one of her worst of fears, stage-fright. All eyes were on them, or hopefully Chelsea, she thought.
Gabriel lead her to a similar box opposite of her friend, no spikes this time. A welcome sight given the circumstances. He enclosed her inside just as he did Chels, and proceeded with his trick. Alexis had to admit this trick was a good one, and the fire from the finger trick had her pretty intrigued. The trick seemed to move parts of their body around between them. It was a convincing illusion that had Alexis stumped, maybe even showing a bit of concern in her features. Chels, on the other hand, just enjoyed.
They were finally put back together and allowed to return to their bleacher seats. Alexis had never wanted to be sitting on a bleacher so bad in her life. She let out a long breath, almost as if she had held it the entire time. Chels gave her a small nudge.
“See? I told you it would be fun. I saw the awe in your eyes.”
Chels was right. She was amazed. How did he do it? A magician never reveals his tricks. Yet, she was no stranger to tricks either in her own right. Granted, she had no idea how they worked just as much as she was clueless on these, but it hardly meant the two were related. Did it? Surely not! Alex focused hard as she continued watching.
More or less being dragged by Chelsea she had little choice but to follow. They would first stop and Chelsea felt the need to read every brightly colored sign put in her path. Alexis, however, remained unimpressed.
Chelsea stopped affront the booth of magic tricks labeled, "The Amazing Gabriel Winchester." She looked back at her friend who was less than passionate about this endeavor. She huffed and placed her hands on her hips, "You are so boring! You know that?" Alexis could feel the annoyance in her words.
"Okay, okay...:" She said defeated as her friend lead her inside.
~ ~ ~
Inside the tent was small and at least fifteen degrees hotter than the outside and no breeze to take the edge off. On one side was a small set of bleachers, it reminded her of the ones the choir used at school, just a few rows deep. On the other side sat the stage. The setup was modest at best, albeit Alexis had no other circus experiences to compare it to. Chelsea, on the other hand, apparently did. As they took their seats on the front most bleacher Chelsea leaned into her and whispered, "This is a lot smaller than the last one I went to."
Alexis was about to respond when Mr. Winchester appeared onstage.
The man on stage was a young man. He was dressed in a nice tuxedo to which she could only imagine how hot he had to be in such a thing. His features were pleasant, his hair jet black his face speckled with a little stubble and his eye green as the crop this time of year. Chelsea leaned over to her again, "Hey, at least he's cute."
Alexis shook her head but couldn't help but allow a small snicker to escape. Chelsea changed crushes as much as she did shoes. She quickly went quiet as the man began to speak.
"Hello one and all, thank you for being here today."
He proceeded to his act. The first trick was him dancing a flame off the end of his finger, he later proceeded to eat it. Alexis stared in amazement at this trick, her blue eyes widened. Chelsea even began to notice. "Suppose his finger is fake?"
Alexis wasn't sure, "I guess. I really don't know."
The rest of the act went by filled by smaller, and much less spectacular, parlor tricks. For some reason she was still stuck on the flame trick.
How did he do it? I mean, it was just an illusion right? I can't- her thought process was cut off by Chelsea forcing her hand into the air along with her own. Alexis snapped back now realizing her hand was in the air and what it meant. "Chels!" she protested in a forced whisper.
"It'll be fun," she insisted.
Chelsea stopped affront the booth of magic tricks labeled, "The Amazing Gabriel Winchester." She looked back at her friend who was less than passionate about this endeavor. She huffed and placed her hands on her hips, "You are so boring! You know that?" Alexis could feel the annoyance in her words.
"Okay, okay...:" She said defeated as her friend lead her inside.
~ ~ ~
Inside the tent was small and at least fifteen degrees hotter than the outside and no breeze to take the edge off. On one side was a small set of bleachers, it reminded her of the ones the choir used at school, just a few rows deep. On the other side sat the stage. The setup was modest at best, albeit Alexis had no other circus experiences to compare it to. Chelsea, on the other hand, apparently did. As they took their seats on the front most bleacher Chelsea leaned into her and whispered, "This is a lot smaller than the last one I went to."
Alexis was about to respond when Mr. Winchester appeared onstage.
The man on stage was a young man. He was dressed in a nice tuxedo to which she could only imagine how hot he had to be in such a thing. His features were pleasant, his hair jet black his face speckled with a little stubble and his eye green as the crop this time of year. Chelsea leaned over to her again, "Hey, at least he's cute."
Alexis shook her head but couldn't help but allow a small snicker to escape. Chelsea changed crushes as much as she did shoes. She quickly went quiet as the man began to speak.
"Hello one and all, thank you for being here today."
He proceeded to his act. The first trick was him dancing a flame off the end of his finger, he later proceeded to eat it. Alexis stared in amazement at this trick, her blue eyes widened. Chelsea even began to notice. "Suppose his finger is fake?"
Alexis wasn't sure, "I guess. I really don't know."
The rest of the act went by filled by smaller, and much less spectacular, parlor tricks. For some reason she was still stuck on the flame trick.
How did he do it? I mean, it was just an illusion right? I can't- her thought process was cut off by Chelsea forcing her hand into the air along with her own. Alexis snapped back now realizing her hand was in the air and what it meant. "Chels!" she protested in a forced whisper.
"It'll be fun," she insisted.
“C'mon! We are gonna be late!”
“I'm coming!,” she called back as she ran the brush once more through her long fiery hair before placing it back on the side of the sink. With a sigh a quick roll of her eyes she emerged to find Chelsea tapping her foot with yet another pair of shoes she could not recognize.
Chelsea was her best friend throughout the latter of her school days but how exactly they became so close either could describe. They were complete opposites of each other in almost every way. Chelsea, an energetic and bubbly girl with a knack for all things fashion. She was never seen wearing the same thing twice. Alexis on the other hand, was a bit more reserved in nature and spent more time tending to the family farm than living in the social limelight. This time, however. Chelsea would not let that happen. She planned to drag her, whether willingly or kicking and screaming, to this event. Of all events, a circus.
Chelsea shook her head as Alexis emerged dressed in her normal garb, denim jean and a tanktop, today's color was blue.
“All this time and I haven't taught you how to dress yet?”
She waved it off with a small grin, “You'll think that after you step in a surprise in those new shoes. Why you so dressed up anyway? You're dragging me to a circus, not Denver.”
“You never know who you might meet.”
Alexis shrugged. She supposed that could be true, but regardless, they were going to a circus, not a nightclub. Either one ranked equally low on her priorities list. She sighed, giving one last thought of bringing her book along, but somehow she knew Chelsea wouldn't have it. She strode almost defeated to the truck.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
They arrived and from the outside it was everything Alexis could've expect it to be. It smelled much like the cattle back home, only this time it would be elephants, tigers, and lions in lieu of the modest bovine. Chelsea turned her nose up only slightly, she had gotten a bit used to the smell after visiting Alexis's house so much, but it still was not something she enjoyed. They emerged from the old truck and started towards the commotion.
Alexis could feel the warm sun beating down on her slightly tanned skin. Tanlines of misaligned straps of her tanktop would give up the secret of her normally fair nature. Her hair was long and as of now untamed. A steady breeze, while feeling great and refreshing across her skin, made her reconsider not braiding her hair today.
At least it wouldn't blow around so much, she thought.
As they waited in line for their tickets Alexis pulled back some stray hair behind her ear but something caught her attention in the parking lot. Two black cars were parked in the far back of the lot, surrounded by what seemed to be three, maybe four men in black suits.
“Who are they?” She asked Chelsea, who now turned and using her hand for a visor looked at the odd sight.
“I dunno. Security? Can't let those animals get loose!” Chelsea brought her hands up as though she was retracting claws.
“Yea...” Alexis responded, “Security...” Alexis wasn't convinced, but had no better hypothesis of her own.
They bought their tickets and went inside.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Inside was cheerful and bright with all manner of signs with wacky fonts and vibrant colors advertising all sorts of attractions: the world's strongest man, real magic tricks, acrobats, the amazing fire eating man, to name a few.
None particularly jumped out at her, but it would seem she didn't have a say in the matter, Chelsea grabbed her by the hand as they started from booth to booth.
“I'm coming!,” she called back as she ran the brush once more through her long fiery hair before placing it back on the side of the sink. With a sigh a quick roll of her eyes she emerged to find Chelsea tapping her foot with yet another pair of shoes she could not recognize.
Chelsea was her best friend throughout the latter of her school days but how exactly they became so close either could describe. They were complete opposites of each other in almost every way. Chelsea, an energetic and bubbly girl with a knack for all things fashion. She was never seen wearing the same thing twice. Alexis on the other hand, was a bit more reserved in nature and spent more time tending to the family farm than living in the social limelight. This time, however. Chelsea would not let that happen. She planned to drag her, whether willingly or kicking and screaming, to this event. Of all events, a circus.
Chelsea shook her head as Alexis emerged dressed in her normal garb, denim jean and a tanktop, today's color was blue.
“All this time and I haven't taught you how to dress yet?”
She waved it off with a small grin, “You'll think that after you step in a surprise in those new shoes. Why you so dressed up anyway? You're dragging me to a circus, not Denver.”
“You never know who you might meet.”
Alexis shrugged. She supposed that could be true, but regardless, they were going to a circus, not a nightclub. Either one ranked equally low on her priorities list. She sighed, giving one last thought of bringing her book along, but somehow she knew Chelsea wouldn't have it. She strode almost defeated to the truck.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
They arrived and from the outside it was everything Alexis could've expect it to be. It smelled much like the cattle back home, only this time it would be elephants, tigers, and lions in lieu of the modest bovine. Chelsea turned her nose up only slightly, she had gotten a bit used to the smell after visiting Alexis's house so much, but it still was not something she enjoyed. They emerged from the old truck and started towards the commotion.
Alexis could feel the warm sun beating down on her slightly tanned skin. Tanlines of misaligned straps of her tanktop would give up the secret of her normally fair nature. Her hair was long and as of now untamed. A steady breeze, while feeling great and refreshing across her skin, made her reconsider not braiding her hair today.
At least it wouldn't blow around so much, she thought.
As they waited in line for their tickets Alexis pulled back some stray hair behind her ear but something caught her attention in the parking lot. Two black cars were parked in the far back of the lot, surrounded by what seemed to be three, maybe four men in black suits.
“Who are they?” She asked Chelsea, who now turned and using her hand for a visor looked at the odd sight.
“I dunno. Security? Can't let those animals get loose!” Chelsea brought her hands up as though she was retracting claws.
“Yea...” Alexis responded, “Security...” Alexis wasn't convinced, but had no better hypothesis of her own.
They bought their tickets and went inside.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Inside was cheerful and bright with all manner of signs with wacky fonts and vibrant colors advertising all sorts of attractions: the world's strongest man, real magic tricks, acrobats, the amazing fire eating man, to name a few.
None particularly jumped out at her, but it would seem she didn't have a say in the matter, Chelsea grabbed her by the hand as they started from booth to booth.
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Tyvm ^-^
A diary-type sheet as per request. Please let me know if there is anything I should change. I have based her heavily off the books.
Innovative Engimas said
Wolfsrose I don't object to just shoot me your ideas on how you would go about it.I'm inclined to go for a mercenary group employed by Raynor after the fall of Korhal to hunt down renegade zerg groups
I'm assuming this means the second fall where Mengsk is killed?
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