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Post by HAVEN LOVELL on Jan 30, 2014 23:46:03 GMT
Covering a yawn with a small, feminine hand, the aerialist stepped into the communal tent he and the other performers gathered in for their meals. He could already smell the heavy aromas of meats, pastries and other foods hanging in the air. They made his mouth water and his stomach growl. What he really wanted was a nice cup of coffee with a lot of cream and plenty of sugar. He scanned the spacious tent until he spotted the coffee thermos. A Styrofoam cup in hand filled with warm coffee just the way he liked it and Haven was ready for the day. He promptly plopped himself in the first available sit to nurse his coffee. The blunette would likely grab a couple breakfast pastries before he left to enjoy his day off. Hopefully there would be no kinks in his plans. There often were. KRISTOFFER KROWE, @sycamore, LANCELOT YOUNG, @apollo, @aurora, @genesis, @julius, @shani |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 0:44:25 GMT
| | | If you were here
I'd never have a fear.
So go on live your life.
But I miss you more
than I did yesterday. | Syca shuffled his way into the tent, still yawning and rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes. He was definitely not a morning person, but he still hated to sleep in. It just felt like he wasted a good portion of his day if he did, and Syca hated being unproductive. Grumpily wishing that the day didn’t have to start so damn early, he made his way over to the coffee and poured himself some into a cup, forgoing the creams and sugars and just sipped it how it was. The scent of food hung in the air, and his stomach growled a little loudly, much to his embarrassment. He was absolutely starving this morning, and after a few good sips of his coffee, the man headed straight for the food, piling a variety of stuff onto his plate. Unable to resist a bite or two while he had gathered his food, Syca walked over to his usual seat and silently sat down, starting to dig in. He already wasn’t one for conversation, but he especially didn’t feel like talking so early, and when he just wanted to eat his breakfast. HAVEN LOVELL, KRISTOFFER KROWE, etc |
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Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Jan 31, 2014 0:49:47 GMT
Kristoffer was already in the tent, eating away at a plate of sausage with a side of powdered, jelly-filled doughnuts. He loved his food, and needed a lot of it, so he always piled his plate up sky high.
When he saw his friend--no, best friend--, no, one and only, he brightened up and picked up his food, trotted over, and took a seat next to him. He leaned up against his shoulder, nuzzling him with a bright grin, similar to a cat. If he had a tail, it would wag.
"Good morning, Haven! Did you sleep well? Are you hungry? Do you want some of my sausage?" He asked, putting an extra bit of infliction towards the end, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.
Belatedly he noticed Syca nearby and he pouted towards his general direction. "Well you sure seem grumpy," murmuring under his breath.
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Post by LANCELOT YOUNG on Jan 31, 2014 1:43:14 GMT
HAVEN LOVELL
@sycamore
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| Wearing the bare essential amount of clothes, a pair of baggy shorts, he - much like the rest - wasn't the exactly happiest jellybean in box. His stomach growled as he marched in, his signature cheetah following in behind him. Before he got anything for himself, he shoved a mixture of sausages, fried ham, and whatever other meat he could find into a bowl and placed it on the ground.
"No one wants any of your sausage man, 'cept maybe Meh'ut, but I really do doubt you want her claws on it." He winced at the very thought.
Afterward he shoved whatever he could find on his own plate and sat down. "There's nothing to be excited about, it's morning."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 19:23:12 GMT
 "I wouldn't mind a bit of sausage if you catch my drift."He looked like shit. Bundled up in all kinds of winter clothes he had a look akin to a drowned rat; Arty had refused to give him a lift to work so he was going to get the bus, missed the bus so he'd had to walk. Then it had started to drizzle. Then some asshole had decided to drive through a puddle and completely drown him. He'd also managed to crawl into bed at 3 in the morning meaning that understandably, he looked like shit. Green eyes turning to Lance, the younger redhead scanned him up and down, opening his mouth to ask how the man wasn't cold before closing it, shrugging. Wasn't like he particularly minded. "Lemme grab some of that," Apollo muttered, throwing an arm over Haven's shoulder, grabbing his cup of coffee and without waiting for a response taking a sip ... before spitting it back out again. "Jesus Christ how do you not have diabetes?" he asked. How many sugars had he put in that?! "I'll make you a new one, unless you have no problem drinking my spit or something weird like that," Apollo offered, wandering over to the breakfast table. @ circus dudes MARI @ GS! |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2014 22:26:06 GMT
He'd already been at the studio for an hour. It's not really that he didn't want to sleep, it's more that sleep wouldn't have him. Julius was wide awake at four forty-two with nothing to do but shower and think. Thinking lead to choreography, which had inevitably brought him to his workplace. After stretching, warming up, and working out the kinks in a certain piece that he had been working on for a month now, Julius didn't know what to do. The studio didn't officially open for another two or three hours. The best he could come up with was leaving.
It's not like he had a plethora of places to go. He considered going back home and trying to drift off, but he figured that it would be an even more difficult task by now. Swinging by a coffee shop that supported early mornings, for some ungodly reason, Julius sipped at his latte as he walked down the streets of Nova Athenis. To the circus it was. He was still new blood to the new blood, but if he didn't start somewhere how was he ever suppose to warm up?
He was close now, the tent in view and the smells wafting to taunt him. He hadn't eaten anything all morning. Although it was tempting, Julius lingered by the opening awkwardly for a few moments, dissecting the sights and sounds carefully. Then he stepped inside and met the gaze of other circus-dwellers. He felt out of place, unaccustomed to the family style and uncomfortable with taking a seat next to any of these people that he didn't really know.
"Uhm, morning." He pulled his scarf tighter around his neck, shrugging deeper into his damp jacket and shaking off some drops of morning rain from his scarlet hair. Well, this is what he'd signed up for, wasn't it?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2014 0:59:31 GMT
 | it's like i'm | sleepwalking It wasn’t long until others had started filing into the tent to eat, being noisy while they did of course. Syca tried to ignore them at first, just silently eating his own breakfast, but that obviously didn’t last very long. There was only so much he could do to isolate himself after all.
It started when one of them -- Kristoffer -- glanced over at him and commented about him being “grumpy.” Syca finally looked up from his meal and shot him his best “no shit” look. Did he expect him to come skipping into the tent singing about how glorious the morning was? Even if he wasn’t so tired, he tended to keep to himself anyway He didn’t see how that was somebody else’s problem.
He mostly focused on his meal during the whole sausage conversation, not really wanting to chime in on that, and only really looked back at the group when Apollo walked in. Immediately his lips curled up, and he had to cover his mouth and turn away a little to hide the small bit of laughter that had surfaced. Syca felt a little bit bad for his reaction, but he just looked so silly, he couldn’t really help it.
Clearing his throat a bit, he took a sip of his coffee and tried to return to his usual stoic expression.
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Post by HAVEN LOVELL on Feb 1, 2014 5:54:34 GMT
The blunette might have cringed if he hadn’t been practice in suppressing the urge. He had dealt with Kristoffer enough to know he would have regretted it. The albino was frighteningly sensitive about his and Haven’s friendship. He humored him just enough to make it through the day. Even so, he couldn’t help making a face at his sausage comment. “No thanks. I am fine with my coffee.” It was a lie, but the warm, overly sweetened beverage would subdue his hunger for the moment. He did eye the powdered jelly doughnut on the clinging contortionist’s plate a bit longer than he intended too though. Haven would have doughnuts over sausages any day, with or without crude innuendos attached. He loved his sugar a tad too much. A fact that became evident when Apollo took the liberty of sipping his drink. And really, what was with everyone and hanging all over him? He puffed out his cheeks for a moment then glared at the redhead. “I didn’t put nearly as much sugar as I usually do.” He protested. Setting the cup of coffee down with his nose scrunched up, he nodded at Apollo’s offer. “Yeah, would you? I can’t drink this now.” Haven was thankful he spit the coffee in the cup and not on him. “Thanks.” He rolled his eyes. “Enough about the sausages already. Are you guys all desperate to get laid or something?” Movement at the entrance of the tent caught his eye. "Oh, hey Julius. Good to see you." His mood instantly brightened at the appearance of the aspiring aerialist. "Come join us. Just be careful. I am pretty sure half the people here are sexually frustrated."KRISTOFFER KROWE, @sycamore, LANCELOT YOUNG, @apollo, @aurora, @genesis, @julius, @shani, SERAPHINE NIKOS |
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Post by KRISTOFFER KROWE on Feb 1, 2014 6:44:20 GMT
Everyone sure was being rude to him, except for Apollo. Kristoffer smiled at him, though the grin was almost dangerous rather than accepting and friendly. It most definitely wasn't a smile of seductive interest. "You can't handle my sausage. It's too spicy for your taste buds."
"But Haven can~" With a purr, he ran his hand up along the underside of Haven's chin, speaking with a bit of a pout to his voice, "I saw you eyeballing one of my doughnuts, Haven. Would you like me to feed it to you?" Without waiting for a response, Kristoffer reached over and grabbed a doughnut off his plate, pulled off a small piece and held it up to his friend's lips. "Say ahh~"
He knew that people always thought it awkward what Kris would do around Haven, but he did it anyway if only to tease them further. Though he teased people with his actions, they were always full of truth when directed towards Haven. God damn, he was thirsty.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2014 20:32:18 GMT
"You really sure about that?" Apollo asked Kristoffer with a grin, before hearing a slight bought of laughter behind him. Well he was the only one who just showed up so ... were they laughing at him? Quickly turning around to face Syca, the redhead pointed an accusing finger at him with an out of place scowl on his face. "Shut up! When I told you to smile more I didn't mean when you were making fun of me!" he exclaimed before crossing his arms over, mouthing 'I'll come back to you' before turning back to Haven. "Yeah sure it's not a problem, I'm gonna get mine now so I don't mind," Apollo replied, heading over and pouring out the coffee before adding two sugars into one and putting a lot of cream and sugar in another. That was probably how much Haven had, judging by the colour of the other coffee and how sweet it was, he was just estimating here. "Yes. Absolutely. Always sexually frustrated me," Apollo chirped back, passing over the coffee before pointing at Kristoffer adding "Think he's more frustrated though so if you gents will excuse me I've got business to deal with." Offering Julius a wave, the redhead turned round and walked over to Syca. Snatching the plate out of the other man's hand, he sat down on his lap, making sure to brush his wet hair against the other man's face as he picked at the food on his plate. "Sorry, did I mention I got splashed with rain water by a passing car?"@ circus dudes MARI @ GS! |
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Post by LANCELOT YOUNG on Feb 1, 2014 21:26:03 GMT
HAVEN LOVELL
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KRISTOFFER KROWE
@apollo
@julius
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| "Do any of you actually get laid?' Lancelot added very nonchalantly, watching Meh'ut eat the rest of her food. "Where's the girls? This is getting fucking ridiculous." He was sure anyone of them were going to drop their pants at any moment. He wasn't in the mood to deal with it. He was ready to take his meal back to his trailer, sometimes it was nice to live on site.
He sat down, more preoccupied in watching the big cat eat than dealing with his circus family. Was that enough for her? Probably not.
He did laugh at Apollo though, it was funny that he was soaked. "There's some clothes in my trailer if you want, its unlocked man. Or you could wear the extra clown clothes."
He shot Julius a smile. "Morning, but Haven's right everyone is a bit too sexually frustrated." A bit too fucking frustrated.
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Post by SERAPHINE NIKOS on Feb 3, 2014 3:47:55 GMT
you're something like a phenomena @ a bunch of people Seraphine slipped quietly into the tent, already dressed to deal with the day. Without a word, she made an instant beeline for the coffee. Pouring some into a styrofoam cup, she blew on the liquid in an attempt to cool it down before taking a sip. It was hot enough to burn her tongue, but that was how she liked it.
"Mm, you can really feel the sexual tension this morning." She commented, leaning against the breakfast table and cradling her cup between both hands. "You boys let me know when you want to get down to it so I can get right out of your hair and give you a bit of privacy."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2014 3:49:47 GMT
| it's like i'm | sleepwalking Syca immediately regretted laughing when Apollo turned his attention to him. He was hoping to pass through breakfast without much incident and then leaving to get dressed for the day of work ahead, but it looked like that wasn’t really going to happen. Really, he should’ve expected as much when the redhead walked into the tent. For whatever reason, Apollo was very adamant about bothering him.
The dark haired man attempted to go back to his breakfast, deciding not to comment on the talk of sexual frustration (mostly because he actually never really got laid). However, it didn’t take long for Apollo to find his way over to him and snatch up his plate, plopping right into his lap. He also made a point to brush his wet hair across his cheek and left a chilly trail of water.
Sighing, Syca wiped the water away with the sleeve of his shirt before frowning down at the man now in his lap. He did feel a little bad for him; it probably wasn’t fun to have to walk all the way over here and get splashed with water. Still, he didn’t need to take his breakfast hostage over it.
“I’m sorry for laughing,” the acrobat apologized. “Can I have my food back?”
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Post by HAVEN LOVELL on Feb 5, 2014 4:51:24 GMT
“I told you, I don’t want any. You can keep them to yourself,” Haven frowned. It only got worse when the albino noticed his lingering gaze of the powdered confection. “No thanks. I am fine with my coffee. If I want a doughnut, I’ll grab one later.” The blunette couldn’t deal with all of Kristoffer’s attention so early in the morning. It was too much, especially now that he had to wait for a new cup of coffee. Haven took the replacement coffee in his hands and sipped at it experimentally. “Thank you Apollo. It’s perfect.” He smiled lightly as he drank in the overly sweetened beverage. Haven’s blue eyed gaze lifted from his drink to glance at Lancelot. “I’m not sure about the rest of them, but I know I have.” He laughed lightly, forgetting Kristoffer for a moment. “Yeah, when you guys are ready to go at it, let me know. I’ll get out of your way.” KRISTOFFER KROWE, @sycamore, LANCELOT YOUNG, @apollo, @aurora, @genesis, @julius, @shani, SERAPHINE NIKOS |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2014 5:15:58 GMT
Genesis never spent so much time at the circus, but the hours had gotten away from her last night. She'd spent time with Sycamore, catching up with him since it had been years since they'd properly talked. Sure, they spoke on the phone but she hadn't sat with her little brother and really talked in...well, a very long time. Out of everyone on this planet, her younger brother was probably the person closest to her in her heart. So she ended up spending the night at the circus. It had been years since she had, and had made sure to call in to work that she wouldn't be available the next day. It's not like she could stumble out of the circus smelling like elephant excrement and patchouli and just go to work. She decided to risk whatever she risked by calling in sick instead of going to work in that state. So she'd spent the night in Sycamore's trailer, and thankfully he had a robe she could borrow. He was quite a bit taller than her but she filled it out well enough, considering she had an ample chest that he lacked, so it wasn't too loose or long on her. When she woke up, the sun was already streaming through the windows and she was annoyed. She never slept so late and she was never the last one to get breakfast. Getting up and finger-combing her hair so it looked presentable she crossed the space between the trailers and tents over to the food tent, where a small group of the performers had gathered to eat. She presumed the others were sleeping or busy still. Thankfully she wasn't the last one here. She wordlessly went to the food table, gathering some of the healthier items before sitting down next to Sycamore, ignoring the redhead sprawled across his lap. Apparently her little brother had made some new "friends" while she was gone. She'd have to tease him about that later. While she was normally a straightforward person, things were different around her family. Beginning to eat she shrugged her shoulders, attempting to keep the silky robe on her shoulders so she wasn't baring herself completely, but it was basically futile. The slippery material just didn't want to stay up. For a man, that was no big deal, but she didn't really want to flash everyone here, even if she was mighty close to as it as it was. @sycamore, @apollo, HAVEN LOVELL, SERAPHINE NIKOS, LANCELOT YOUNG, KRISTOFFER KROWE, @julius |
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