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 Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 9:35 am
Hadrian was, once more, aimlessly wandering about the grounds.
No, it wasn't quite aimlessly. He was wandering in repeated circles, trying to find someone he hadn't met yet...anyone he hadn't met yet. He needed to find a mentor, that he knew, and another friendly acquaintance couldn't hurt either.
He watched the tents and trailer intently as he traveled, looking for any sign of movement.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 9:47 am
Dahli grumbled and stared at her current work in progress- a large poster painting of The Ringmaster and his lovely Assistant. It wasn't her best, but it was hard to concentrate with all the noise and excitement over the new recruits. She declared it done, picked up her paint brushes and headed outside to wash them out.
She reached the faucet near the front of her trailer and bent down to let the cold water rush over her paint covered brushes and hands, smiling as the water turned from clear to muddy brown before it even hit the ground.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 9:50 am
Aha! A person.
Hadrian slowed his pace, hoping that he wouldn't have made it to the woman before she noticed him. That'd just be creepy.
He shoved his hands in his pockets and continued on, willing himself to not be an a*****e this time around.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 9:58 am
Dahli looked up from her washing to see a tall, pale man walking towards her, one she hadn't seen before. Immediately something inside her paniced, as she was not in the frame of mind to meet new people, nor was she wearing her trusty hat that she could hide beneath in case her face turned fire engine red, which seeing as the guy was a... well... GUY, it most likely would.
But she also knew that she could hide forever and she'd be having to get to know the new performers anyway if she'd ever be inspired enough to draw them.
So at the same time she smiled invitingly and crouched down low at the hose hoping to make herself inconspicuous so he might pass right over her.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:02 am
Hadrian could tell that the woman didn't want to be soon, but she'd smiled, and that right there had damned her.
"Hi," he said as carefully as he could, trying to avoid any negative connotations in his tone.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:09 am
Dahli could feel her face heating up and her eyes started playing their stupid game of 'avoid all contact.' But she smiled none-the-less and spoke steadily, her voice betraying her nervousness. "Hello, you must be new here." She set her clean brushes on the ground and dried her hands on the inside of her huge sleeves. "Uhm, I'd offer to shake your hand but they're pretty cold from that well water." She smiled but her eyes still looked over his shoulder and right past him instead of meeting his eyes.
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:15 am
Hadrian arched a brow and half-smiled, bending and moving to try and catch the woman's eyes.
Her shyness was amusing.
"Yeah, I'm new," he said and offered his hand to her, regardless of what she had said, "The name's Hadrian."
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:23 am
She smiled and looked down at his hands instead of anywhere near his face. She rubbed her hands together in an attempt to warm them up, but when she took his to shake it his hand was still quite a bit warmer than hers. "I'm Dahli. I do the posters and the painting and... well, anything that's not involved with the stage and customers. What have you been hired on to do?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:27 am
Hadrian gave a defeated sigh and smiled.
"Nice to meet you, Dahli," he nodded, "I'm one of the future...freaks." He laughed slightly and then added as an afterthought:
"Don't be shy...I don't bite."
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:36 am
Dahli ran through in her mind the profiles of the people who had just been hired. Something clicked in her mind and she suddenly looked up, locking her red eyes with Hadrian's and looking absolutely delighted. "Oh!! You're the fish boy, aren't you. I've been dying to meet you! If you ever, ever need any sort of make-up or... fish props, come see me! I've dabbled a little bit in costume make-up, but, well, I really like fish! They're one of my favorite things to paint."
Dahli's mind finally caught up with her mouth and her face reddened. "Sorry, I'm babbling... I did that when I get inspired."
((She likes feesh!))
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:46 am
Hadrian clapped his hand over his mouth, trying to stifle a bout of near-hysterical laughter. He liked Dahli already.
"Yeah, that'd be me," he snorted, "Gee, don't I feel loved. And thanks for the offer, I'll probably need you at some point."
He smiled and shook his head at the apology. "It's quite alright."
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:58 am
Dahli smiled back up at Hadrian, thankful that he wasn't weirded out by her obsession, but still blushing wildly. "If you'd like, I can show you around a little... I mean, if no ones done that already."
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 11:06 am
Awwwr...she's blushing. Oh! Oh wait! Charlot talked about--
"Like a...mentor?" he asked and shrugged, still smiling. He nodded then.
"I'd like that. Nobody's taken the time yet."
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 11:17 am
"Nobody?" Dahli looked suprised. "And you've been here how many days?" Dahli walked over the the faucet again and picked up her paint brushes. "Things were so much better..." she mumbled to herself.
She turned on her heel to face Hadrian again and held up her paint brushes. "I've just got to drop these back off at my trailer, then I can give you the grand... tour. Or at least answer any questions you have."
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 11:19 am
"Three," Hadrian smiled and nodded to Dahli, "I'll...wait out here."
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