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 Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 8:12 am
 Trealia Knightly
Trealia didn't protest when the blonde started to drag her off by her arm. If he wanted to lead, so be it. Not like he knew the way. But neither did Trealia, but she didn't say anything. She just grinned and let him lead the way, flipping her knife, as usual, in her free hand. Kid didn't go far though, almost five minutes later, he stopped.
When he spoke up and tugged at her arm, she simply turned around with a smile. When she caught a glimpse of the oncoming grunts running, she chuckled, the knife flipping more rapid. "Well," she mused, looking at the scene.
"Hey, Pierrot," She grinned, followed by one of her inhuman chuckles, "Wanna see a real magic trick?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 1:36 pm
The Pierrot nodded, he knew what she meant by that..
well, maybe. People always said that the circus was full of surprises, but if you come from the circus, the outside world was full of surprises.
"Oui, go ahead, madame. Just don't get me dirtier than I already am," he cracked a small joke. Maybe it wasn't the right time, maybe it was distasteful to the woman, he didn't know, so before Trealia had time to react, he shrugged. "Désolé..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 2:02 pm
Trealia Knightly
Trealia chuckled at his little attempt at a joke, "Don't worry," She reassured him, "You don't have to do anything." She smiled, her knife twirling in her hand at a rapid pace.
Before any of the grunts could react, like the former foe she's disposed of before, she thew the knife, aiming at one of their exposed throats. This time she dashed after it, and as the blade penetrated one of the grunts, almost as fast as it flew, she ripped it out sideways, giving a mad laugh. Then she looked at the others. "Who's next?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 2:14 pm
The little blond instantly clapped at her perfor-... survival skills.
"Magnifique! Continuez!" He laughed. It was how he often cheered his peers on at home. It was amusing too, Trealia could've been in a show of her own if she really wanted. She'd put the acrobats and dart throwers to shame.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 2:48 pm
Trealia Knightly
"Glad you enjoy little one," She said, cackling and turning to the other grunts, who were each visibly stiffing on their ground. "Because it's just begun."
At that moment she dashed toward another, grin from ear to ear, giving her knife a quick flip before taking a small leap to kick one of them on the ground. Another one tried to ambush her from her side before she just simply, with a swipe of her wrist, flipped it backhand and slit the stupid one's throat. She smiled at the sound of him choking on his blood.
Another tried to grapple her from behind but, the woman stabbed him in the throat before he could act. She loves aiming for that particular place. Ripping the blade from his neck, she turned her attention to the one she kicked. He tried to balance himself back to his feet, but Trealia throwing a knife to his skull proved it to be difficult.
Taking a deep breath and striding over to her knife once more, she chuckled. "That should do..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 6:08 pm
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"Awww! It's over?" Oji whined with a huge pout. For a moment, he actually wished more would ambush just to see the madwoman go crazy on them again. It was just so beautiful! Despite what she was doing... she did it with magnificent skill that made him forget the act was real, the deaths weren't staged, and the dead performers wouldn't come back to life.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 6:54 pm
Trealia Knightly
The mad woman chuckled at the boy's pout. "You enjoyed it, I assume?" She asked, noticing the bewildered look on his face. She gripped the knife and tore it out of the fools neck, before waltzing over to the Pierrot with a smile. "Quite surprising... Not a lot can stomach what I can do." She chuckled, "Yet you cheered me on..." She rose her brow at the small clown. Not a lot a people would do that for a killer.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 7:14 pm
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"It's performances like that divas and divos work for in the circus, the type that puts chills down their spectator's spines. The more people fear you after the act or the more you fear yourself after the act proves how well you've done!" The Pierrot giggled, but the giggling halted and he looked down. "Then I suppose there's some who have too much fun with the acting and take it to the next level. What you just presented, madame, has been the downfall to some of my 'family'. My mari has been lucky enough that he hasn't gone fou on u-" the boy pursed his small, pale pink lips and looked up. "Désolé..."
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 7:53 pm
Trealia Knightly
Trealia chuckled at the boys enthusiasm. "Really, now?" Asked the clown with a grin. Never once has she ever considered being a performer. She's been asked though. For tips. Se declined it almost to fast- she'd had never liked showing too much then what they need to see.
She frowned, though, when he mentioned the 'downfall'. People like him... could turn into murderers like her? Somehow the thought disturbed her. And it takes a lot for that to happen. She smiled to quickly to hide her frown. "Don't apologize. Sheesh." She chuckled, "Well, we'd best move on. Shall we?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 3:33 am
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Oji nodded. His hair was a bit more floppy than he was used to. It had no foundation in it and it felt funny tickling against his jaw. "Oui, not like we have anything planned out though," he giggled and looked back to where the grunts were coming from, pouting slightly. He wished more would come but he knew it would be a waste of time. "I'll just follow your lead.. in the meantime..." he started as he snatched up Trealia's free hand and began to swing her arm. "We should talk! As a Pierrot, I'm normally quiet around a lot of people at my home, so..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 7:58 am
Trealia Knightly
Trealia chuckled at the thought. Guess it is nice to have someone to talk to... "Alright..." This was a little odd to her. There weren't a lot of people who ever wanted to have a legitimate conversation with her. Willfully. And when they did, it was usually about her flaws, her mental state, or her meds. That's right. Meds. They didn't help her though. Not a lot of things did.
With a chuckle and a twirl of her knife, she started to walk, the boy still grasping her free hand. "Walk and talk," She said.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 12:34 pm
The Pierrot giggled again. "Marcher et à parler," he hummed. "So what does Trealia want to talk about as we walk around..." he struggled to find the word, yet another English term he hadn't learned well enough to use. "Sans but?" He finally just said it in French, shrugging.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 1:28 pm
Trealia Knightly
"Aimless, you mean," Trealia corrected. She knew some French... Just enough to understand the young clown. "Well, I don't know... You start." She said, chuckling, slowly flipping her blade. She had never been much of a conversation starter. When she does... It usually ends up with a knife down someones throat.
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 1:35 pm
Oji looked down and bit his lip as the woman corrected him, it was a bit embarrassing...
"So you know some French? Or just a good guesser?" His eyes slowly looked toward the knife, flipping over and over in her hand. "And is that a nervous habit? Mon mari, he does that too. He says it helps him think clearly and speak to strangers."
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 1:51 pm
Trealia Knightly
"Well, Spending a decade in a in a padded room, you kinda get bored,so let let me read somethings. Even learn a few languages." She replied to his first question, still walking a little further down the road.
"And as for this..." She momentarily stopped twirling the knife for a second, staring at it, but continued to play with it. "Spending that very decade in a straitjacket, with your arms binded and motionless... It was very irritating. My hands have to do something." She replied.
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