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The roar of the crowd tonight was deafening. They had enjoyed a wondrous assortment of dance styles from across the globe, seen daring acts of bravery in men facing wild and foreign beasts, and even laughed under the silliness of a few clowns and jesters and their antics. Performers had paraded across a dirt floor stage for them all evening, displaying their personal oddities for the world to see and jeer at or to applaud. The big tent. The circus. It was a wild menagerie of social classes, the occult, taboo, and wonderment all rolled into an assortment of entertainers that had thrilled the crowd the night through. This was the end of the ride, though, a final send off for those that had stayed and enjoyed their time this evening. It was not something one man in particular cared for.

Unbeknownst to the crowd beyond the tent flap, he had already been among them many times this evening. He had simply not maintained the same shape or species. While the art—or curse depending upon how one viewed the matter—of shapeshifting was decidedly unknown to the majority of the global population, here his particular talents were utilized in an unusual fashion. He entertained by portraying the ferocious tiger. He amused by bellowing as a sea lion. Here he used his particular talents for what the Ring Master deemed “parlor tricks” which were in fact “beneath him.” But for Atem, this was a chance of normalcy. Though the onlookers were not privy to his actual identity, they at least enjoyed him for what he could be.

The final act was nothing more than a range of aerial stunts. Tonight, however, there were plans in place to spice things up. Tonight he would include an audience member, a “random” individual whom had already been pre-determined by her ticket number, in the stunt. She would experience some high flying fun and, per the Ring Master if she enjoyed herself perhaps contribute a sizeable donation to the circus. He of course didn’t know this woman from Adam, but it was of no consequence to himself. She wasn’t going to be hurt in this endeavor, and this was a routine he was far too familiar with to fail.

So with confidence, and more importantly charm, in his gait and smile, he strode out from behind the curtain and performed a series of flips and spins in the midst of his vaulting that landed him precisely in the center of the ring. The Ring Master introduced his star acrobat, though it was doubtful some in attendance focused on his words so much as the look of the man now at his side. He looked truly the part of a foreign oddity from some distant land, with eyes of a deep crimson hue and the bronze tint to his skin a stark contrast to the pale white of the Ring Master. He towered over the man, a substantial height of six foot six with no such lankiness to his name so much as an obvious look of lean muscle. His torso was bare, a faint dusting of bronze hair, not quite visible due to the distance of the stands, was present on his chest which trailed down into a thin line past his belly button into the more form fitting spandex like material his other acrobats wore. His hair was a natural tri-colored assortment, standing out more so for the fact it was spiky and appeared to simply naturally grow in that state.

The Ring Master explained the final event prepared for the night, and there was a rush of excitement as people checked their tickets. The spotlights whirled madly across the crowd until they settled on one young woman. “Come on down!” Cried the Ring Master.


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Honestly, even as the crowd oohed and awed at the feats being performed, one young woman that fit in with the crowd but didn't feel like she belonged there sat desperately uncomfortable. She was only here at the behest of her family, they needed money to treat her Grandpa's illness and their once well-to-do family had hit on hard times in the last few years due to her father's gambling problem and her mother's refusal to buy anything less than the most expensive and newest fashions. So they were intent on finding her a good match in marriage though she'd have much preferred to find love than the unknown arrangement her parents were trying to barter. She didn't know who it would be, and in order to push it from her mind she'd gone out, stolen clothing from a servant, and went out into public to do something she'd never done before.

So here she was, trying to enjoy the show but also uncomfortable with the close quarters of all the people around her. She preferred open fields and the endless trees of her father's vineyard grove. Still no one here knew her and that was entirely the point of the moment. The main attraction was a man that clearly looked like her belonged anywhere but where he was and he made her curious and fascinated for his dark skin and mysterious eyes. He certainly was well wrought, now wasn't he? That wasn't proper though so she shouldn't stare so, but still her gaze kept being drawn back to the delightful unknown and exotic man at the center of the stage. Chaos reigned a moment later when the final act was announced and a ticket was called out and then amethyst eyes went wide in shocked surprise as a light focused on her. She pushed at her blonde hair, the black bangs a throwback to time long passed for her family but still part of who she was. She was glad her hair was pulled back, but then she was being shuffled from her seat to the stage and the crowd wasn't taking no for an answer. This wasn't good, she wasn't a fan of large crowds as it was and to be at the center of it made her want to freeze like a deer in the sights of a hunter.

Then suddenly she was down on the dirt floor before the ringmaster and the massive mountain of a man that was the acrobat and Yugi pulled herself together at last, straightening her spine and pushing back her shoulders to stand her full height so she looked like a confident lady instead of some frightened child. She looked like a delicate flower next to the taller man, but she wasn't going to be intimidated by him. She'd come here to have fun and an adventure before her arranged marriage and this was all part of it. So she looked at the man with quiet curiosity as she waited for the final part of the show - which now included her - to begin. She really had no idea what to do, but at least she wasn't afraid of heights.


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Atem’s focused had been divided, listening as the Ring Master spoke to him in regards to what he was to do—namely to give her a “good time”—and struggling to maintain proper decorum in a culture that was far removed from his own. This was made all the more difficult when a sudden, instinctual uneasiness overcame him as the winner was announced. It was difficult to ignore the urge that came in him then, one that spoke of an immense need to be anywhere but in that present location. Had he heeded such a force, he would not have caught sight of the young woman approaching him, much to her own hesitation it seemed. She was slight, though not undeveloped, and had all the telltale makings of a young woman just now entering her prime. She was dressed in an unusual fashion, something he had seen among the lower, less appealing class which was contrary to everything he believed he saw in her face in that moment.

Crimson eyes peered down to her as she approached, a friendly smile vanishing in an instant as he looked on to amethyst depths. Such vibrant color...A muscle in his jaw tightened, barely containing his composure. No, not now. Not in this place. He’d come across those who’d brought back his colors in the past. There were many possible matches in the world for those that needed them. He’d seen flashes of color, a stark contrast to the normal grey of his world, and they had vanished almost immediately after appearing. It was normal, and it was instinct’s way of offering an end to the painful, lonely existence of an unbonded soul. And yet...She still held her color. Just her and the lovely shades of red and blue to her dress. So...beautiful.

His expression softened, because really he needed to to not frighten her. “Good evening, Miss.” He offered what was a customary bow in this country, though his eyes had not left her own. “How do you fair with heights?” It was the Ring Master who explained things to the crowd while Atem ushered her to the tall ladders which led up to the performance posts. He went up first. “You may want to take those shoes off,” he tossed over his shoulder while he climbed. “It will be easier for you to grip the swing.” He made it to the top, extending his hand down for her to bring her up to his level. Opposite them across the long open expanse of the tent, another acrobat, this one male, looked on with a friendly, cheerful expression. “I suspect you might enjoy more than a simple swing. If you’re up for it of course?”


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Yugi blinked slowly at the formal bow and offered a half curtsy in response more out of habit than actual desire. At least he was polite, and she offered him a tiny, slightly shy, smile for his efforts not to frighten her. "Good evening to you as well, Sir." She kept her voice gentle and sweetly lilting as she'd been taught, knowing the tones were pleasing to the menfolk around her which played to her advantage in most situations. The words weren't sickly sweet though, simply gentle and sweet, something she'd worked hard at because those sickly sweet tones she'd heard other noble women using made her sick to her stomach to hear and she didn't want that to happen to someone listening to her.

Focusing back on the man before her, she blinked again at the mention of heights and she couldn't help the low, husky snort of amusement that left her before she answered honestly even as she held his gaze confidently. "I'm fine with heights, don't worry." She followed him as he ushered her towards the tall ladders that led up to the performance post. She looked up the ladder for a moment, then looked at her companion over his comment over her shoes. Shrugging, Yugi slipped off the shoes and left them there at the bottom of the ladder to pick up later. They were only shoes, after all, and she had plenty of them should she lose these. Then she climbed up the ladder after him, letting him help her up the rest of the way when he offered her his hand and marveling privately at the strength of him.

She looked across the expanse of space before her, noted the man on the far side and then looked down at the ground below in quiet fascination for where she was. She'd always enjoyed climbing trees and being up high, and this just felt like she was floating on a cloud so she couldn't help but just breathe it in for a long moment before turning amethyst eyes back to the man at her side as he gave her a query about what they were going to do. She bit her bottom lip for a moment in consideration, before nodding to herself and deciding if she was going to be bold and brave she might as well go all out. "Alright, I'm in. What did you have in mind?" She realized she was putting a lot of trust in a stranger, but it was a night for doing dangerous and foolish things, and she was going to go all out in this.


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She was playing politely, and even despite this knowledge the hair along he back of his neck rose up in a strange, delighted sensation. This was most unusual. His colors, at least where she was concerned, remained, and there was no denying she had caught his ear regardless of how she had chosen to speak in that moment. The emotion was hard to bury, but it was necessary. He needed to concentrate, particularly if he wasn’t going to frighten her in all of this. A smirk touched his lips with her snort. So she was interested in something a bit more then. How intriguing.

He came forward, unhooking the metal bar which was attached at both ends to ropes suspended high above them from its post. “Well that depends on you, Miss. You could simply sit here and enjoy a nice swing while we flip beneath you, or you could be apart of the fun.” Crimson eyes cast a look to Mahad in the distance. “If you wanted, you could be caught in the air, a simple hand off between the two of us in a back and forth.” Perhaps the thrill would intrigue her, but really either suited him well enough then.

It was strange, this feeling. A subtle, unique balm to his senses the longer he remained near her. “But I will it up to you. It is your night, and what you do with it is your choice. I’m merely here to make it, hopefully, somewhat more entertaining.” He flashed a grin.


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Yugi blinked again, slowly, at the response to her query before an honest, if wicked, grin lit her expression at the notion of being tossed and caught. Well, she had wanted excitement and this was definitely that. Deciding that caution at this point was useless, she watched the man before her move forward and pull a bar up closer to himself before speaking about what they could do. It was her night, huh? Well then, she'd do what she wanted. She offered him her hand, trusting him to know himself and his job well enough to keep her safe. "I think I'd like to be caught, it sounds exciting." She felt like someone else at that moment, all wild and daring, and she loved it. Tomorrow she'd go back to being a proper lady, but for tonight she was going to fly.

She looked over at the crowd once more, then the ground below, before her complete and total focus moved back to the man before her and didn't waver. She'd have to trust him, and keep an eye on him for this stunt she was about to let him pull with her life, but that was fine. At least he was easy on the eyes even if he was extremely massive compared to her. His tanned skin intrigued her, but she wasn't going to let her mind wander. No, she was going to fly and she was going to be tossed and caught and it was going to be a memory she'd hold dear for the rest of her life. Again her eyes sought out his so there was no doubt as to the truth of her words; even as she returned his grin with one of her own. "I'm ready whenever you are."


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Her hand fit rather easily within his own which he used to guide her closer to himself but, more importantly, the bar. He settled the smaller palm against the metal, ushering her to place her other hand there as well. “Hold steady here, but slide your hands up the rope, and stand on top of the bar. Hold on very tightly. I’m going to swing you, and when you come back in this direction, I’m going to join you.” He waited for her to climb on top of the bar, holding it steady for her as she got her footing. One of his hands gently pushed one of her feet further apart. “I have to have somewhere to grab after all.  Keep your dress off the metal here. I don’t want to rip it accidentally in a swing. Are you ready?” He waited for her nod of approval before he told her to take a deep breath and to keep her eyes open before, with great force, he pushed her forward and off of the platform with nothing but the swing as her stability.

When she swung back toward him, he was already in motion, a long and powerful leap landing him skillfully hanging with his hands holding the bar between her feet. Out of respect, he kept his eyes forward while they swang, the movements of his torso guiding the swaying until he contorted himself, trading places with his hands for the hold of the backs of his knees and thighs against the metal bar. Now it was purely the momentum he created with his own core muscles which kept their steady, strong swing.

“You believe you can drop to me? I can’t quote toss you if I am not holding you. Otherwise, Mahad is ready to catch you should you rather jump to him.” He was upside down to her perspective now, which probably made him look rather foolish but he hardly seemed to care. He loved what he did, what he was capable of, and it showed heavily in his demeanor.


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She noted that he was rather warm as he took her hand, but pushed the thought from her mind to focus on what she was doing. She climbed on the bar as he bade her, taking a moment to tie her dress up a bit higher so it wouldn't touch the bar when asked not to let it do so before getting a tight grip on the bars and holding on for dear life as her heart started pounding at the insanity she was about to experience. She let out a small, startled gasp of sound as suddenly the bar was put into motion and she held fast and locked her stance so she didn't shift to much. It was sort of like standing on the wooden swing her father made for her to use as a child, and she kept that in mind so she didn't freeze; naturally letting her weight shift forward and backwards with the motion of the bar instead of against it.

She didn't dare look anywhere but forward as the swing swung backwards and suddenly it shifted as the performer made his way beneath her on the bar. She had to hope he didn't try and look up her dress, but it was a distant thought. She felt the bar shifting again and then he was talking to her again and she looked down at him in disbelief for a moment at his query. She'd sort of known this was part of it, but to hear it had her hesitating for a long moment before she took a deep breath and let it out again. Amethyst eyes clenched shut for a moment as her hands tightened on the bars before she gathered all her courage and opened her eyes again. He'd better not drop her. Unable to speak at that moment for her pounding heart, she looked down to the man beneath her again and locked eyes with him for a long moment before nodding. She was going to drop.

She waited until he was ready before doing something she found insane with more grace than most would ever peg her for. She moved forward and dropped off the swing, twisting her body mid air and catching the hands reaching for her. Then she was dangling and amethyst eyes were wide with a mixture of terror and excitement as she held on for dear life. Gods but she was never ever doing something like this again. She might love heights, but this wasn't her idea of a good time. So she clung to a strangers hands while forcibly keeping her feet together and focusing only on her pounding heartbeat and moving her feet slightly forward and backwards together like she would on a swing. She had to really concentrate to keep her breathing under control, but at least she wasn't freaking out yet.


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She was effortlessly caught, and decidedly easy to hold to boot. It was no wonder really, she didn’t appear to look like she weighed much of anything and he’d confirmed as much holding her just then. It had taken a great deal of courage to trust him to catch her, and despite the fact there was a safety net in place it didn’t detract from the bravery she had expressed. A genuine smile caught his expression as he looked down to her. She was...She was certainly something else. “That’s quite amazing, you know? You should be proud of yourself. It’s no small feat what you did.”

It was a gentle praise, something he felt she deserved if only because he could see the mixture of emotions in her eyes. He knew Mahad was ready now, waiting to catch her, and so he prepared her for that eventuality. “When I say let go, let go, alright? Mahad will catch you. It’s easiest to get you by the middle, so don’t be shocked. Are you ready?” They made a swing backwards, and on the forward thrust, “Now!” He tossed her forward, and unhindered Mahad caught her true to Atem had spoken about the middle.

Her next holder chuckled. “Are you enjoying yourself? We’ll hang out for a moment; Atem is getting prepared for my throw and then we’ll get you down, alright?” He was pleasant enough, trying to keep her focus off of the ground while his friend got situated. Atem had changed positions, now seated as if he were on a proper swing. Mahad instructed he was going to toss her up and with the force of their next swing forward, he did. His timing was off, and in his attempt to correct the throw he fell from the bar throwing Yugi short.

Atem had seen this unfold, and instinct was a swift and harsh mistress. He had dropped, one hand grabbing hold of her own. The force was enough to destabilize his otherwise secure hold—he had expected her at another angle. As it stood, the only thing between them and the net below was his singular hold on the bar. Despite the shock his friend had failed his throw, his next focus was on securing her not just physically but mentally as well.

“Look at me, alright? Don’t worry about that, just look at me.” Crimson eyes fixed to amethyst. “Ineed you to climb up, alright?” He could hold her like this easily for a long while, but they would get nowhere unless he could use his momentum to get them back to the platform and he hoped she understood the matter beyond the sudden shock. His voice gentled, and yet there was an iron certainty to it. “I will not let you fall alone, do you hear me?”


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She heard his praise for her actions and offered him a tiny, strained smile before focusing again on calming her still racing heart and ragged breathing. That had been terrifying. She looked up at him sharply at the mention of what was coming next and after a moment of hesitation gave him a nod and a quiet, "Okay." before it was suddenly time and she let go and was flying and a tiny squeal of sound left her before she could stop it. Then she was caught and she puffed up like a pissed off cat and clung to the man that had caught her. That was insane! She heard his chuckle and scowled up at him before steeling herself again, though she did manage a slightly sarcastic retort. "I'll let you know if I'm having fun once I'm back on the ground, thank you very much." She may like heights, but not like this. Nope, not at all.

Then she was told what came next and she was tossed but she could tell something was wrong and a small, terrified sound left her as she realized she was going to fall. Except suddenly there was a hand grabbing her own and amethyst eyes shot up to see crimson as she was caught. Her feet dangled and her eyes were lit with terror because suddenly this wasn't fun anymore. She held onto his hand with both of her's as her body froze up and refused to listen to her commands no matter how much danger her life was in at the moment. She was terrified and it showed in her expressive eyes. Her breathing was sharp and erratic, her heart was pounding, and it was getting harder to breath as darkness filled her vision. Then she realized he was talking to her and it took her long moments and a quick shake of her head before she opened her eyes to look back up at him.

Her entire body was shaking and she knew he could probably feel it but she didn't have the sense to care. She wanted down! She realized slowly that to get down she'd have to climb up, but she was so afraid her body wasn't listening to her. She did try at least, pulling her weight upwards then dropping back down with a startled gasp of sound. But then his words sank in and she shook her head hard again. She couldn't just give up! Eyes shut she took some deep breaths and made herself dangle there without letting her grip on the one keeping her safe loosen an inch. She took a few deep breaths then slowly amethyst eyes opened and  met with crimson again. "I...I hear you." It was all she could manage, but then determination lit her gaze and she made another go for the bar. She missed once, then again, before changing tactics and pressing her smaller feet against the legs of the man holding her and pushing hard until she could reach the bar.

Then she pulled herself up, letting go of her grip on the man to hold onto the bars and cling to them. She sat there and focused on her breathing again, still shaking. The man didn't even look strained, but that didn't matter. "I'd like to get down now please." Her voice was a croak of sound but she didn't care, this had been terrifying.


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Once she was securely holding her own, his hand automatically found purchase against the bar. Her request heavily in mind, he knew still she needed to be more stabilized before he attempted to move them. “I don’t blame you one bit. For what it’s worth, I’m pretty sure he not only hurt his pride, but it looks like he did something to his wrist to boot.” Not that the pain of others was comforting, but she would perhaps take some solace in the distraction that thought offered which was entirely his point in mentioning it. “Hold on tightly, Miss. I’ll get you to the platform.”

He waited for her okay before he swung. It took no time to settle his feet on the safety of the platform but instead of waiting for her to dismount, he helped her off of the bar and held her still for a moment.  “I’m not trying to be indecent, I just do not want you to fall off the edge here. You’re trembling.” His voice was quiet, and his hold was not oppressive but rather meant to be reassuring. “Take a moment, catch your breath, and we’ll go down the ladder together alright?”

He loosened his hold, allowing her freedom she probably desperately needed once she got her wits under her. “I apologize. I know that does not make up for that moment, but it needed to be said.”


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She could only nod at the mention of the man that had dropped her being injured though she didn't enjoy the pain of others part of her still felt it served him right for dropping her like he had. She didn't need to be told twice to hold tightly as she was holding tightly enough to turn her knuckles white with her grip. Soon they were swinging again and then she was being assisted off the bar and held still against a strong and steady hold. A fine shudder of terror went through her entire body before she actually stepped forward into the hold and clung to the poor man that had saved her as tightly as she could. It was indecent, yes, but she had been afraid and he'd saved her and she'd needed the hug anyway.

Amethyst eyes shut again and she focused on his heartbeat and her own breathing for a long moment as she fought to get her shaking under control so she didn't fall or something equally as horrible. She stood there burrowed against a man that was a stranger and half naked to boot and took in his heat and the scent of him and used it to ground herself even when she felt his hold loosen and an apology leave his lips. She just held fast, head pressed against his chest, for several long moments before finally regaining herself and stepping back a bit once she'd gotten her wits back about her. A scowl crossed onto her face even as relieved tears began to fall and she angrily wiped them away. Her tone was sharp when she spoke, but her ire wasn't directed at him. "You have nothing to apologize for, he does. He's the one that dropped me. You saved me, so thank you for that."

She looked around then focused on the man before her again before looking up at him  hopefully. "Could we...get down from here now?" She'd ask to be carried if she didn't think her legs were up to it, but she wanted solid ground beneath her once more. So much for being brave.


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It was a near thing, but he kept the growl of displeasure that wanted to burst free from actually doing so. This close, and with as little hesitation as she had actually displayed in being so, his own base instincts were directed in equal demand for retribution. Once she left his presence it was likely the emotion would fade but, for now, own of his own had displeased her. Someone who, for whatever reason, brought color with her presence. Perhaps it was her bravery and willingness that the potential triggered from. Whatever the case, he didn’t have time to think on it because she was asking him for something.

“Of course, yes.” His answer came immediately but he held still for a moment to make sure she was actually stable enough to climb down. With the spectacle averted, and the show over, the crowds had begun to vanish. The Ring Master awaited him down below, already admonishing Mahad. “I’ll go down first. Just in case.” The last thing she needed was to fall on the way down to the ground where there was no net for her.

He climbed down, waiting at the side of the ladder for her where he was immediately pushed away by the Ring Master who sought to apologize for the ordeal she had suffered and questioned if she was in need of anything, anything at all at the moment. Atem, quite literally shoved aside, stepped out of the way. He cast Mahad a look that meant more words would be spoken later before the other man disappeared to tend to his wrist.


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Yugi was grateful that they'd be getting down soon, but she didn't fight him as she was held still for a bit longer to ensure she was alright before he mentioned climbing down first just in case and all she could do was nod and very slowly and carefully follow him. She had to stop more than once as her shaking still continued despite herself, but other than that she made it down in one piece. Then sudden the warm, comforting presence was pushed aside by the anxious Ringmaster as he apologized and tried to console her and ask her if she was alright or if she needed anything and she felt darkness looming around her again as all the adrenaline from before finally wore off and she felt her legs give out as she hit the ground before the anxious Ringmaster could catch her.

She snarled at him when he tried to help her up, displeasure clear. "You, don't touch me! And back off you're making it worse." The man held his hands up and apologized again, backing away a step to give her space while she sat there. She didn't care if she was getting her dress dirty or looked ridiculous, she was just happy to be back on the ground. She scooted until her back touched the ladder and drew her knees up before resting her head against them with her eyes closed again to just let herself breathe. "Just...give me a minute won't you? It's all just caught up to me and I need to sit still for a moment. I'll be fine just...please don't touch me without asking first." There, that was polite enough, though she could do without the Ringmaster's hovering. The acrobat was different, he was warm, this other man just got on her nerves.

She felt her eyes burning again and kept her head down, not wanting those around her to see the tears. So much for her last night of freedom before she had to give into the demands of her parents. She should have just stayed home, now as she sat there, she was reminded sharply of just how alone in the world she was. No one cared about one little noble's daughter, that was just the way life was. She'd be a wife and a mother; forced into a loveless marriage for the sake of her family, and she could do nothing about it. There would be no more moments of courage and insanity after this, she had to do her duty to her family. She hated it so much. Eventually she got herself under control and pushed herself back to her feet, retrieving her shoes as she did so. She gave those gathered a blank look devoid of the fire from before and sighed before taking a deep breath and resigning herself to her fate. "If someone would just walk with me until I get home, I'd appreciate it. I'm not sure I'd make it in this state, so if you wouldn't mind?"

The Ringmaster seemed relieved to have something to do for her and nodded vigorously before turning to the man at his side in silent inquiry. He knew Atem was considered very attractive by women, so maybe he could sweet talk the girl so she didn't have them shut down. In the very least, he could maybe salvage the situation.


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Internally, Atem wished to roll his eyes. Of course he would be saddled with this task. It was not that he minded making certain she got home, more so he did not favor he would in any way be able to enjoy the excursion. The little prism that she was was playing havoc on his senses, and the longer he spent in her presence the more he felt wholly out of his senses. The colors were welcome, but the sudden hunger was definitely not and he feared gravely doing something unintentionally to further aggravate the situation. Especially because of who and where he was. These people wouldn’t favor his walking with her kindly, certainly not in the attire he wore at present where he’d be considered a threat to her virtue.

“I will walk you home, but I cannot do so looking like this.” His eyes glanced off in the direction Mahad and his wife Mana had gone. Their section of the circus where they ate and slept and otherwise shared the liveliness of their culture. He heard already the sounds of lively lute—no doubt Marik was trying to lighten the mood of earlier. Ishizu, his late father’s sister, was cooking as well. Hints of spice clung to the air. He would have given much to go into that familiarity and avoid the certain chaos to come, but he had already given his word.

“Come with me, then. I will get changed and you can have something to eat if you’re inclined. Regardless, the fire would do you good.” She still appeared to need the warmth more than anything. Whether she chose to stay with the Ring Master or not, he did need to change and he started off toward the small camp of his family. He had predicted correctly—there was food ready yet, and Marik was playing his lute. The younger man smiled, waving, while Ishizu looked concerned but said nothing when Atem waved his hand. He would talk of it later. She nodded, and went back to stirring. Mana was meanwhile wrapping Mahad’s wrist, and the look Atem gave him was anything but kind. Mahad’s head dropped—there would be a sparring later tonight, certainly.

Atem headed off to his own tent, stripping and then hunting for something...suitable and less likely to get him killed walking her home. Ishizu meanwhile cast a warm, slightly aged smile to their guest. “Would you like something to eat, Miss? I promise it smells strong, but it isn’t spicy, just flavorful.” She left out the woman looked like she could use it. That would have been rude. “Or perhaps you’d like a reading?”