Circus Roleplay! 💕💕 (5/5)- [RATED R]

He smiles and stands beside the other, seeking content. He hums quietly along with Arthur. "I've always loved your singing, dearest."

“Many people love the sirens song” He says and winks, “but are you willing to drown to hear it?”

"I'm willing to drown, just for you." He says, a slight smirk on his lips.

"Just kiss already!" Karma laughed from her corner.

Hearing Karma's words from his place atop one of the pillars, Rei had to keep himself from laughing and losing his balance. Sitting down, the blue-haired boy let his legs hang over the edge of the platform. Soon, the seats would once again be filled with people. (trying to stay active in this)

Arthur leans over, putting his face inches from Cyrus, “well…if the crowd demands it..” he says, before a loud crack is heard. His voice goes to a scared sounding whisper, “the mistress!” He hisses, before sitting back on his hoop, perfectly, acting like he’s been nonstop practicing .

Rei jumped to his feet and stood near the mounts that kept the rope fastened to the pillars. Of course, just when everyone was relaxing she has to come back! Rei thought, the tone in his head hateful.

Ughhhh, just as it was getting good. She rolled her eyes and continued stretching to make sure she wouldn't pull something.

Cyrus starts before gulping softly and getting to work. Fear destroyed him. He looks at Arthur and smiles gently before walking to the trapeze.

Silk couldn’t help a smirk. Everyone else had been mingling about, as she bent herself this way and that around her metal pole. This is what she truly enjoyed watching. Seeing the others get what came to them.

And, like usual, Karma went back to her cold bitchy ways. Something about being around the mistress just set her temper off, which was never good since they'd seen what happened when she got angry. Long story short, she started burning things when she was pissed.

Rei looked down at Silk, seeing her more clearly from a gap in the fabric. She's smirking, huh? He thought before re-directing his eyes to the entrance of the large tent.

The mistress walks in, her long black hair and whip, flowing behind her, “Dearest Arthur..” she says with a smirk, “have you all been practicing?” She asks, with a slight tilt of her head.

“Of course my lady” he says, calmly, but obviously struggling to remain that way.

She turns to Silk, “Darling, on your best behavior I see,” she gently touches Silks cheek

He sighs and lands beside the mistress. "Mistress." He bows slightly. He takes a deep breath.

Can I please kill her already? She's the only reason you get to see Cole, no you can't kill her. But I want to! No! She simply sighed and went back into another round of practice of her routine.

Silk smiled sweetly, still bent around her pole.
“Of course, Mistress.”

“Good, pet” she smiles, a snake resembling smile. She turns to Cyrus, “my dear…in need of any more blood?” She asks sweetly.

Rei turned to face the Mistress, his expression hidden for the most part by his blindfold. He held his hands behind his back, clasping them together. Just go away already, he thought, eyes narrowed.

Cyrus takes a deep breath. He nods slowly. "Yes, mistress." If she knew he had taken blood from Arthur he'd be punished.

Silk unbent herself from the pole. She had gotten used to her mistress’s vile ways, but she had bent her way into her master’s heart. If she were practicing like a good pet she was, she’d get food. The others just had to realize that, and perhaps life wouldn’t be so bad for them.

_{(trying to think of ways to put in Alice)}

She smiles, “ask and you shall receive,” she mulls over something for a moment, “after the show tonight I’ll have blood for you” she smiles and turns back to Arthur, “alright darling” she says placing a hand under his chin, “two hours until curtain” Arthur weakly smiles back

“Yes mistress” He looks at a spot above her shoulder, not making eye contact.

“Good pets,” she smiles and retracts her hand, placing it over the whip, “and be nice to poor Alice” she adds and slinks out of the tent.

The second she is out of hearing range Arthur lets out a large sigh of relief.

Slowly Cyrus takes a deep breath and sighs softly. He walks to Arthur and offers a weak smile.

"I wasn't confronted today! Hell yeah!" Karma cheered. It was one of the rare days where Mistress didn't go around to everyone and only picked a select few. She cherished those days.

"Why can't she just stay holed up in her own tent…staying away from us?" Rei mumbled, looking down at Arthur and Silk. Disgusting woman can't keep her hands to herself.

Arthur shudders slightly and reaches out for Cyrus’s hand, “the witch..” he mutters

"If I have to deal with another one of her lectures I swear to god she won't live to see the next show." Just the thought of the many lectures she'd gotten made her blood boil, the temperature in the tent raising slightly.

Cyrus offers his hand, squeezing it gently. He smiles gently. "It's okay Arthur." He mutters.

“One of these days..” he mutters again, struggling to find his voice.

Silk gave the others a bored look and bent herself around the pole again. They were acting like they’d just gone through something traumatic. It was their fault that Arthur had been talked to. She had been praised because of her work. Maybe they should try and be like her.