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One of them on the inside of the cage, the other one on the outside of the cage - if he could, he'd probably simply sic Constance on him, but that was neither how that worked, nor something that he wanted to be responsible for in the long run. As it was right now, there was no way of knowing if or why he would get out of this, but in the end, he was simply resigned to sigh and look at Louis who seemingly acted like the place already belonged to him - sure, if he wanted to be the next ringmaster,…

Sure, he was rarely as mad as he was now, but for the time being, it sufficed to say that he had completely lost his mind and, for better or worse, was stuck in his own nine hells. None of the humans he cared for gave as much as a damn about him as they should, and none of the people he felt like he could talk to sincerely wanted to do that it seemed. To them, all he was and all Louis was, seemingly wound up being cheap entertainment, and what was worse, there was no reason to refuse that statem…

They were chattering away again, something that Josiah accepted as a fact rather than a common occurrence and he fished for it to stay that way. All in all, he couldn't claim that he was happy about everything that had been happening, but he had doomed himself the moment he grabbed a chair, sat down and someone else was sliding him some bread and butter to use; he didn't want more, but while the kids behaved, the adults took it as some sort of go-ahead. "So, did you two make up?", someone asked …

Josiah was open to just about anything, and he was one of the few people in this circus that, for the lack of a better word, would always have a sweet spot for anyone that surrounded him. In a way, he was the one that dragged those kids here and made them his own responsibility, and yet, he couldn't help but wait in awe for the simple things in life; for a moment of silence when every single flame in this circus went out. Tonights show was one of laughter, a cacophony of idiocy and mesmerized st…

Talking about it only made it worse, but what put the nail in the coffin were those words that Lou offered him - he acted almost as if the entire conversation they had had earlier today didn't matter to him, or he hadn't even listened to it. Another reason for Jo to curse him out under his breath and glare daggers at him for just a bit - he didn't need to acknowledge this mans presence, nor did he need to actually endanger himself just by being around this guy. Who knew, maybe he'd go to the rin…

Josiah was ticked off by the fact that this guy could even smile, but albeit all of that, maybe it was because he had to. Putting on a show was important, not only for the people around them, but also for their guests that wanted to be lost in the mesmerizing moments that a circus had to offer. Frankly, he didn't have to smile, but it helped if he did, especially out there, on a stage where dim lights were illuminating his performance and every single person that dared to enter the dimly lit ten…

The buzz and all the chatter was normal, it had become frequent, almost ghastly apparent, and even then, he'd never paid it any mind. Not only had he always been part of it, he'd also have to admit that there was something that the wind whispered to him. Tonight, he didn't want to engage in any of this, and for the first time in forever, he wished to be genuinely sick, for his body to fail him, just this once, so he could get out of something he'd love to do otherwise. Maybe it was because he wa…

Arthur was, for the most part, mesmerized by all that surrounded him. For the worst part, he was taken aback by the breathtaking display before him and for all intents and purposes, he wasn’t sure how to feel. People would be watching him perform up there at some point, and as soon as he thought of just that, he couldn’t help but wonder if he was more scared of countless eyes glued to his form or of immeasurable height being between him and the ground - it mattered little, with or without Louis …

"H-huh? Y-yeah, right. This isn't the first time you have done this a-anyway. I, uh, expected this to be worse?", Arthur answered, his voice muddled and his entire being confused. As he thought about it, maybe he was being stupid, or perhaps his idiocy was just another moment of his own inexperience. Politeness was everything, or maybe happiness was it all - regardless of that, he couldn't help but wonder: Was this his life from now on? As he climbed back onto his feet, his entire world was bein…

Arthur had all the time in the world to agree or disagree. No matter what he did, or if he did it now or later, he still had time - he still had enough to count everything through, still could see if he gained traction and thrived in this kind of environment, or deny Leilas request, but in a way, he'd already said yes, had doomed himself and was about to jump off of a platform he'd never had crawled onto in the first place. "It's... it's the thrill, right?", he asked aloud, now that he could add…

"Ah ... mhm.", Arthur mouthed, his head leaning in a fourty-five degree angle as he curiously studied the net as far as his eye could see. From up here, it seemed like it had been tied around the poles on both ends multiple times and fixated on some sort of hook as well. Sure, the way down wasn't one he was actually looking forward to, but as his stomach turned and another finger on the monkeys pawl curled, he wondered if he needed to be as scared as he currently was. Fear was normal, not irrati…

"Mhm! But it's still dangerous ... are you never afraid about the net ripping or you missing it? Or ... or ... is there even a net during your perfomances?", he asked, none the wiser, just after warming up to the idea of enjoying all of this a tad too much. Arthur was, in a way, just a scared kid that didn't know what he was wanting to agree on. No matter what, his decision seemed steadfast, and yet, at the same time, he sounded almost as if he wanted to keep finding excuses for what he was or w…

"But it sounds silly ...", Arthur admitted, his gaze downcast, on the wooden floor of the platform they were standing on. Given, maybe Leila was right and he just needed to stay up here for a little longer than it would be healthy, but on the other hand, he didn't want to - by god, he wasn't stubborn, or even an idiot for the assumptions he made, but he definitely wasn't having fun right about now, even if Leila tried to hammer it home that all it took was practice. "So you're suggesting it migh…

Arthur wasn't sure about that and as soon as he heard Josiah, he was sure he could get down from here - no, he had to stay up here, didn't he? Everything was questionable for sure, but for now, he wanted nothing more than to get away from the height and Leila, or his own incompetence - Louis tried, sure, but he wasn't really good at trying in the first place. Instead, the blond boy had no idea of what he wanted to think about all of this and grabbed the rope he was handed by Leila, albeit only s…

There was no way he could master this in what Josiah would deem sufficent time. Factually, there was no way out of this for him either, however, and given everything that had happened, there was no need for him to raise a stink over it. Right now, he was supposed to make other proud of him, and in a way, he should be the one that made everything possible for himself, but Arthur just knew that he wasn't made for this. All that happened so far was, in a way, against him, and all that would happen …

Still, fears were normal to have, were they not? Heights weren't something he liked dealing with, he never had - not that he was terrified of them, but he just didn't enjoy them, and yet, this seemingly wasn't something he'd get out unscathed. For now, Arthur was the only one that could reign in his own fear, and for that, he had to do so much more than just stay up here, even if he was trembling and close to someone that, by his own impression, had not cared much for him, or rather wanted him g…

Still, it was uncanny. No matter how much he tried, he just couldn't get used to the air up there, or the general atmosphere. Arthur had always been brave, but not that brave, and even if he considered all his options, not once had he tried to climb onto the roof of his parents home, which had to stand around the same height as this, or possibly was even smaller. No matter his efforts, he figured, and no matter his ideas, he told himself, all of that would be wasted if he just ... ignored the ho…

Arthur wasn’t so sure about, well, all of this. Being a clown was maybe an idea, and something like juggling balls he’d learn - or maybe some neat tricks like the other kids, where they had pulled a coin out from behind his ear this morning while they’d chuckled and mumbled at breakfast. Naturally, he had expected something similar, something … steadfast, something he just needed to practice to perfect, but instead, he found himself here, someplace much darker than anticipated. Even with the ope…

And thus, that had happened. Josiah was one of many that grew up here but one of few that survived - the natural selection of the worlds best performer wasn‘t always the nicest, quickest or easiest in any way, but even when push came to shove and he wound up with a difficult decision placed right in front of him, he‘d found a way out. Not this time, though, and all that was left of a silly mount of glory in his voice were tired words as he slipped into a slumber for the night, not particularly d…

Was he mad for the sake of being mad? Whatever. No, he was not, he'd never be, he wasn't that type of petty, he figured, but maybe he was, simply because he could be and potentially because life was being needlessly mean to him and the only constant in his life he'd had when he grew up, at least that shared his age. Was this going to amount to anything when he was done? No, Jos was simply throwing a tantrum now, he realized it soon enough, and was seemingly even more childish than before. This a…