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Liam Blackwood - Mime

While some peoples outfits were elaborate, and flashy, his own was simple. Black and white - very simple. He didn't have to worry about layers of clothing or how to get his outfit on or off, as some outfits looked rather difficult to figure out, he was a mime and he figured he was lucky in terms of costumes. The only part he did dislike was the makeup, powdering his face white and coloring his lips black. Decorating around his eyes he always left to others, letting them decide on what he should do there. It took it's toll on his skin though, causing breakouts, that was why he had a fair amount of skin care products. That was the one area where things got insane for him. All sorts of bottles of products, things he had to order and have fast shipped to wherever he could for pick up. He didn't buy just anything, the last time he'd tried a random product his face had felt like he'd let someone put a fire to his skin. The burning and redness had been bad.

Having found the products which worked he stood in front of a mirror carefully applying the white powder over the various skin products, all of which had absorbed into his skin by now, in gentle motions. It wasn't good to tug and drag at the skin when applying anything.

His clothing was already on, fitting snug to his body, as he worked to make sure none of his natural sun kissed skin tone showed. He was aiming to be as white as casper the ghost, as he liked to put it.

(Open for interactions, help with make up, backstage talk...ect.)

Orah found Lilith making her way towards the big top and sighed softly in relief. No hunting all over for her, though its not like the young woman made a habit of hiding away or anything. Nerves, that's all it was. She was grateful for anything that went the way it was supposed to.

"Ah, hey! Glad you're up." She said as she fell in step beside her. "Yeah, I was thinking maybe we could go over everything again, you know... just to make sure we've got it all down. Not you, of course, mostly me... I can't help worrying I'm going to drop the scarves at the wrong time."

Orah shrugged, but it was mostly for her own gratification than because Lilith would notice. As much as she loved performing for the crowds, it all put such butterflies in her stomach.

"I saw Melody practicing back by the tent." She offered as they walked. "She's getting really good at that new trick she learned. I envy how flexible she is... acrobatics was never really my strong suit."

But then, most physically demanding acts weren't her strong suit. Her balance was good enough for walking and dancing, and her flexibility was only so-so... She had terrible aim and just like everything else, if she wanted to put on any feats of strength, it would take a lot of conditioning to get there... but that's why she was an assistant, and not a tumbler.

"Um... have you decided what you want to wear for the next show? We can use the ones from last, but I need to fix the strap on one of my shoes, it keeps digging in and giving me a blister." Orah sighed, wiggling her toes in the comfortable flats she got to use outside of performances.

Joseph Ross - human cannonball

There's something to be said, Joseph thought, checking over his equipment idly for lack of much better to do (and because you could never be too careful with cannons, especially when you were the projectile), for having a job where your main responsibility is an adrenaline rush. Sure, maybe it would get old eventually - he'd only been doing this for a few months now, having had to work his way up the chain a bit and prove he could handle something like being blown out of a massive cannon without freaking out or getting himself hurt - but for now every time was an adrenaline rush. Every time might be his last, though the odds weren't as skewed in favor of that as some people liked to think, and it.

Well, maybe it didn't pay as well as he'd like, and maybe there were other ways, theoretically, to get an adrenaline rush, but why mess with what worked? At least you didn't have to work somewhere boring. (Not that he could imagine what a boring career was like, since he'd never had anything but the chain of circus jobs he'd worked his way up since he was old enough to hold a broom and sweep up after the audience.)

Eh, it didn't really matter anyway - he lived for the moments in the air; that was the only time he was really. truly alive.

Jeanette Génoise - clown

Some days Jeanette was overwhelmed by the amount of costuming she had to don for her role. She wasn't particularly amazing at her job, but she did have fun making people smile, and she was clumsy enough anyway that it really only helped her play her role. But still - there was so much makeup, and shoving all of her natural curls under a sweaty cap so she could don a wig (that... didn't really look that much different from her real hair, save more neon and on a particularly bad hairday... well.

Sometimes she just wanted to be normal. But she had been born into this life, this role - she still heard stories about her Mama carting her around as an infant, both of them in costume, and 'oh how cute' it was to see, and... well. Her parents were gone, now, but the circus took care of its own, and the outside world would never be kind to a silly little girl raised to be a clown.

And again, she was making people smile, which really was all that mattered. Even if she was fighting fiercely with bobby pins so she could tame her hair enough to shove it under the cap, the wild orange girls resisting every attempt to tame them.

"Ugh, come on, you, I do not have time for this!"

Alexa: Trapeze

Completely oblivious to any primping Tiberius might have been doing, Alexa took the opportunity of him rubbing against her to reach down and ruffle his fur. She cocked an eyebrow at him. "So what you're saying is you're anything but her-ist?" She frowned. "Ehh, that's a mouthful. I think straight's the word you're looking for, but that's boring." She sucked in her cheeks for a moment, considering. "Monogamous?"

She looked up to Toby with a smirk. "But it basically means the two of us are totally chopped liver, huh?" Her voice was lighthearted and teasing, and she couldn't help a giggle.

"But yeah, you always look really great on those trampolines. If you wanna fly really high, you could always you could always try out trapeze with me sometime! It's more upper body, but you'd already be super good at the flips and things! Plus you really get to fly." She gave a proper smile, and her eyes shone, all pretty please.

"Spoiler alert: this is a ploy for a trade so I can get on those trampolines."

Lulu Flowers - Magician

Lulu wasn't born into the Circus, but it had been all she's known since she was a small child. A kid picked up off the streets, with no where to go or any known family. It was unclear how she had ended up on the streets, but she was quick to adjust to her new Circus family. She was taken in as a magician's assistant and quickly learned the ropes of illusion and essentially deceit. Tricking your audience into the belief that what happened was something completely impossible. Ticking your volunteers into picking the cards you want them to, making them believe an object is levitating.

Eventually her mentor retired and she graduated to a solo act. She always got a kick out of seeing their excited faces, the amazement of what she had just pulled off. She was constantly working on new tricks, night and day. The time before her performances she spent calming her nerves and watching the other Circus members practice their own acts. She'd offer to help where she could, checking in on others.

Soon enough she made her way over to Kailey who was practicing her aerial hoops. There was a small group of people here she really cared about and the majority of them were already gathered.

"I'll agree, that does seem extra risky Kailey." She had come just in time to hear Eva protest about a joint act for the two. All it would take is one little slip up on either of their parts for someone to be seriously hurt. It was a risk many already took in their acts, but there should be a limit to just how deadly they can be.

"I bet we could do something cool together though. A cool disappearing act with some areas. Maybe a version of the sword though the box trick, just with arrows instead? We could work something out before the next show." It was always fun to come up with new ways to combine different acts. It would be a boring Circus if they did the same shows over and over again.

"We could all work together for something fun, really." Lulu smiled and settled in to finish watched them all warm up.

When it came down to it, the only thing Toby had been objecting to was the idea of a romantic relationship between a lady and a cat...but left it alone, and simply gave the cat a smirk and a stuck out tongue. "If you say so, Mr. Tibblets."

That out of the way, he turned his attention to Alexa. "Well, I mean," he started, scratching at his ear lightly, "You could just come on over and bounce around with me. You know...as long as it's not organized practice time!" He grinned and nodded, thinking it was a perfect suggestion.

Lori and Landry had been a part of the Circus life for a little over five years at this point. They had both run away from 'home' as teenagers, looking to escape a not-so-great guardian after the death of their parents. The Circus just so happened to be in town and they weren't about to turn away two kids in desperate need of a new life. In a way it was hard to leave home, where they had grown up.

They had adjusted well to the Circus life though, even if the food didn't always agree with them. Lori was still scowling at her twin for the comment he had said earlier. She was even working on her stretches alone, making sure she wouldn't get any cramps during their performance was still important at least. Even if they were in the middle of a little fight, they'd still go out there and perform their butts off.