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Being out here was exciting, no, exhilerating even, but there was nothing much Ignatius could sift through to assure himself that this was the right path that he was taking - the world didn't simply stop because they needed a moment of respite, a second to heal, and eternity to quabble, not in the slightest, but even then, it was worth trying to brave the calm before the storm and make amends for things that were yet to happen, transpire between now and the next month, all the while they were to…

> Cybernetics Headquarters, Former Soul-Zero Cradle A flicker of the screen later and Zero was gone, and with him, even Sovereign seemed to have decided to pull the power on the screen itself, in some way, to give himself - itself? - some rest. Morris wasn't sure what it was going to accomplish to leave these two to their own devices, but prodding a hibernating bear, so to speak, would have consequences and he himself, well, he needed a cigarette, a shower, then some mouthwash and then a good ni…

Tagging along with Logan was one thing, the Lark was certain of that, but to meet his travel companions was something she didn't often get to experience: At times they had no interest in her herself, but plenty of her wares, and on other days, they were out to simply hear a word from beyond the border, but there were also the ones that she never caught hide nor hair of, as Logan helped them traverse elsewhere, not across but along the border, and as such, they were not in need of her services, o…

Kosuke was a worrywart and Gin had noticed that a while ago, but he did fine, otherwise he would have had to put his hands on himself and figure half of this out on his own, even though he lacked expertise, it was, well, fine. Nothing to write home about, but that would be ridiculous anyway. While his heart still beat in his chest a bit, he put his lower arm over his eyes and leaned back, taking a sweet, sweet moment to gather his disordered thoughts that flourished in all kinds of directions - …

What had he expected? Jo wished he knew - with Louis here, he couldn't even say that he was displeased, no, it defintiely was the opposite of that, even if he had expected someone like Lucy, or an entirely different person. What was up anyway? Louis came in, at the very least, which told Josiah he wouldn't bolt immediately and sat down, too, which pleased the contortionist all the same. Had he missed him? No, Louis was too stoic for that, but Jo had yearned for him, perhaps a little ways too muc…

Not being able to perform was perhaps one of the worst things that could happen to him, outside the usual bad things that happened to him. Josiah was, no matter how he’d look at it, a pessimist at heart - it had him argue with Louis it times, it made him argue with Lucy at times, and yet, right now, the atmosphere in his trailer was almost serene, all throughout the entire nights show, even when Lucy left for a while for her part of the act, Jo found himself pouring over his books and relaxing l…

Blair snorted - he wasn't being caught redhanded, but simply surprised to have the obvious pointed out to him. "Good thing that what you think isn't what is fact. Don't worry, I'm indifferent to him, really - I just think he is too clingy, and at times, that gets in the way." Who was to say that the two of them couldn't play and have fun together anymore? Of course there was talks of jealousy, of realizing that perhaps, Blair was simply trying to worm his way back into Louis life and serve him R…

Was he wrong for defaulting to one of them? Blair didn't think himself to be at fault, knowing that he was simply following the guiding hand that led him around the circus in one swift move, but he knew that if he could've brought more, he was sure that Louis' would have appreciated more. Who was at fault, really? While he despaired over the thought, much more than he wanted to, he felt as if the colors of the show, and the candleshine that wrapped around Louis like a blanket were a sign - if do…

Blair had returned in one piece, neither happy nor sad about his miniscule findings, but then again, Louis hadn't specificed anything - sure, he was capable of thinking for himself, and yet, when he was quizzed on the identity of the stranger that had been arguing with Roy, all he could muster was an innocent, somewhat idiotic smile. "I heard her voice. It was likely Ruth, but there's a chance it wasn't. The wood muffled it, somewhat." The male voice had belonged to Roy, there were no two ways a…

With himself occupied, Blair thought that this was it for tonight - Roy wouldn't show up on purpose, get up to some shenanigans that both him and Louis missed and that was that. In the end, it would've been a good run of fostering understanding, or at least an attempt of it, and Blair already imagined his life back at where it had started out; somewhat dull in Roy's maw, where he'd exert pressure on him until he'd break apart under the weight again, and then again, and eventually, he'd reach out…

Picking up Louis from his trailer hadn't been on his list of tasks. If no one did it, though, he might not turn up or oversleep, even if Blair doubted it, and yet, the nagging feeling wouldn't leave him until he actually made his way to the entrance of the tent, only to be surprised by the face he'd been looking for just ever so slightly beyond it. "There you are.", he mouthed, breathing a sigh of relief - for a moment, he had discredited him, it seemed, and lumped him in with the likes of Roy a…

"Touché." Blair accepted his defeat at the hands of Louis - he knew everyone in this circus somewhat well, down to their quirks and behavior, while he himself had loose concepts of what most of them were like, if only because he liked observing from afar, but never actually joining the conversation. How did that one saying go? You could lead a horse to a body of water, yet couldn't force it to drink from it - Blair wasn't much different from a stubborn horse like that, no, but when it came down …

“I’m sure he knows that and chooses to ignore it, anyway.”, he replied, looking at the mirror in front of them and using it to look into Louis’ face, which he couldn’t see otherwise from this specific angle. Roy was charlatan, one of those few that seemed to think that, despite everything that had happened, the world revolved around him, still, despite the fact that he was aware of the ringmaster, his existence and all the expectations he had for those that he took under his literal and metaphor…

To be part of the troupe was to suffer for it and ones status in it, Blair was aware of that from the very start - often times, he’d made mistakes and promises that, in the end, he hadn’t managed to keep, but suffering built character and after all these years, he knew himself and his surroundings, through and through. All of them waned and waxed about different things, many of which were the same in the end - their never-ending yowling and moaning, the complaints about things that could be bett…

With Josiah off his case, Blair relaxed immediately - how Louis could endure being close to him, or having him in his immediate proximity for so long, he didn‘t understand, but that wasn‘t his place to judge and worse yet, if he got involved he‘d likely never find his way out of that kind of relationship. Therefore, he decided to abstain and walk the metaphorical mile to the backstage with Louis, so he could fix him up - there was little he could, would and should do by himself, not when someone…

Josiah would likely be happy if Louis went with him and the two of them could spend an afternoon together, surely, but Louis was such a busybody that something like that wouldn't happen now, or in a million years, not when they were setting up for tonight, which was creeping ever closer, now that they were actually occupied with work. "Are you sure?", Jo asked, sheepishly and somewhat timid, sounding as concerned as he'd always had. What was it that made this man work the way he did, and why, on…

Getting ahold of people was easier said than done - it wasn’t just Louis that didn’t trust him, not in the slightest. Whenever Blair thought he could get past his awkwardness and strike up a worthwhile conversation, he found that everyone else was blabbering among themselves and the moment he raised his voice, they regarded him rather cold, or simply ignored him, like a ghost - few of them were actually willing to let him get as far as to mention Louis’ ailment, and the fact that he was in a tim…

"You could have tried, probably. Not sure if you'd have managed to keep it a secret, though.", he admitted to Louis' face, well aware that they both had their own demons to deal with and that, in hindsight, teaming up might prove to be a bit of a pain in the ass. Regardless of the outcome however, Blair felt inclined to help and also find the person that was to blame for what had transpired right here - it wasn't him, he hadn't said a peep, and suddenly, all of those people behaved quite odd, if…

Name: Blair Age: 24 years old Height: 186cm Background: Honestly, who knows? Trivia: - Blair, despite the constant scowl on his face and his height, hardly gets noticed by anyone or stands out in a crowd; frankly, he blends in with them more than anything else. - While many people in the circus are good at many things, Blair is more of a custodian than a performer - he cleans up after everyone when nobody is looking and often has duties like cooking or laundry foisted upon him by "that" side of …

"I asked them, nobody knows who it came from anymore, they all just ... kinda knew, somehow. I don't think it'll fall back on him, and if it does, I'm pretty sure he didn't start spreading the word himself." Which meant that someone else would be thrown under the bridge for him to make a swift escape from the situation and claim ignorance, as best he could. Roy was like this, always in the need to save his own skin, for no reason at all, but Blair gave up trying to understand the bastard a while…