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 Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 6:31 pm
"Dammit!" Grete mummbled under her breath. She could just not seem to move this crate by herself. Why did she even have to have it in her trailer, anyway? Her room wasn't storage, it was where she slept!
But, no, Aiden jsut had to store the extra signs and banners and whatnot in a huge crate, to be stored in Grete's room. And she couldn't even get it in her room. The fact that she was in a corset-dress didn't help much, either. She glanced up, her smoky eyes flitting around. She saw a man walk by, and she began to shout.
"Hello! Hi, um, could you help me? It would be much appre-," she sighed. He'd walked off already. There was no way in hell that she'd be able to get it in without the help of another person. Then, someone else walked by.
"Hi! You see, I'm having trouble moving this box, and I was wondering," This man ignored her, and continued walking, while Grete started cursing him under her breath, "If you could stop thinking that you're better than everyone and give a damn about someone else for a change!" She continued grumbling, and then put a hand in her hair, trying to think of other ways to move the stupid thing.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 11:37 am
Hadrian had seen the first man go by and had paid no attention. It was his break, after all. He'd just finished unpacking random crap and moving boxes to seemingly random locations. After the second man passed, however, he figured that it would probably be better for his conscience if he just went and help the poor girl...so that's precisely what he did.
The albinoid man strode quickly to the girl's side, hefted the box from the ground, and placed it on his broad shoulders.
Kinda hurt, but he was used to it.
"Where does it need to go?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 2:40 pm
Grete gasped as the man suddenly showed up and grabbed the box. She hadn't even asked him, and he went ahead anyway. She nodded slightly, then responded.
"Uhm, it needs to go in my trailer. I'll show you where," quickly, she opened the door and held it open. Realizing that it had no place to go, she quickly moved items and blankets up off the floor, making sure that there was a spot for it. She threw all of the empty bottles of who-knows-what and trash to another area of her slightly untidy room, and she moved a small bottle of perfume, and another of brandy, delicately to a dresser.
"Sorry about that. It can go here," she told him as she double-checked to make sure that there was room. Then she pushed brown hair out of her face and looked at the man, trying to recall if she'd met him before. "Thanks a lot. I'm Grete, by the way."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 2:48 pm
Hadrian followed the girl into her trailer, feeling rather odd in doing as such. He nodded and placed the box where he was instructed before standing once more and taking a short look about the trailer.
"Hadrian," he said to Grete, not caring a whole lot. He then began out of the trailer, feeling rather uncomfortable.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 2:52 pm
Grete waited for a second, and watched as Hadrian walked out of the trailer. Quickly realizing how akward one could seem in such a palce, she took a few short, quick steps out, and closed the door behind her.
"Sorry," she said, a bit quietly, "About that. Again. Are you new here?" Afraid that he might not be interested in conversation, she let her words continue to fall silently, and trailing off a bit at the end. Feeling that she should be more enthusiastic and welcoming, she added, a bit louder this time, "Would you like something to eat or drink? Or something like that..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 2:57 pm
Hadrian barely let her finish her sentence.
"Yeah, I'm one of the new guys," he nodded, although he didn't appear to be paying any attention to Grete. His eyes wandered the horizon off to teh side. He then heaved a sigh and looked down to her.
"Thanks, but no thanks."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 3:04 pm
"Oh. Okay." Grete's gaze slowly fell to one of the other trailers. People were talking, laughing. She rolled her eyes and walked over to a table that she had set outside a couple days earlier. On it set a slighlty dirty glass filled with an amber liquid, and she took a swig of it. Then, she sat down and traced around the rim of her glass with her finger.
"So. I take it you don't like people, huh?" Grete asked, her voice filled with something that was difficult to place, "It's hard to get along with people. For me, at least. Especially in a place like this. You just don't know when someone's going to leave. But, what do I know?" She cleared her throat, and glanced back at Hadrian. Then she looked down and had another sip of her drink.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 3:23 pm
Hadrian arched a brow and turned slowly to face Grete.
"I've never liked people much," he said and shrugged, "Never had enough of a social life to care either. Being here's a bit...ah...overwhelming." He then invited himself over and loomed over the other side of the table.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 3:54 pm
Grete tilted her head to the side, and pointed slightly to the left of Hadrian.
"There's a chair there, if you'd like one. I'd hate to make you stand," She took another sip and nodded as she thought of what he had said.
"It is overwhelming here. There's a bunch of people that I haven't met, and most of them, I'm not even sure if I'd like to meet them. On top of that, I'm a bit of a recluse. I'm hard to get to know, and I don't really let people know me for a while. You know?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 3:58 pm
"Quite well, actually," Hadrian nodded as he took a seat.
"I think I've met...pretty much everyone...save the Ringmaster and a couple of guys I've randomly seen...wandering." He eyed Grete's drink.
"Alcoholic? ...the, ah...drink. Not you."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 4:06 pm
Grete half-smiled as he asked about her drink.
"Sure is. You want some? I can go get another glass," she offered, making sure that she didn't seem too pushy.
"Hah. The ringmaster. Now he's a trip. Aiden's his name. I'm not quite sure what to make of him. But everyone else," she sighed, then continued, "I'm not exactly sure what to think about anyone, to be perfectly honest. I'm surprised that I'm being so truthful to you, actually. No offence, or anything."
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 6:02 pm
"No, thanks. I try to not drink. Was just curious," he snickered slightly to himself, "I just have that...ah...flair to bring out the best in people."
He snorted.
"I think they call it 'relentless assertion'." He crossed his arms and leaned back slightly, marginally afraid that he may break the chair.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 6:10 pm
Grete laughed and then shrugged her shoulders.
"Suit yourself," Then she laughed again, "'Relentless assertion', huh? So, I assume that everyone goes about telling youy exactly what's on your mind, then?" By the half-smile and coy look in her eyes, it was notable that she was being obnoxious, but she still desired an answer.
She propped her legs up on the end of the table, and stared up at the sky. It was beautiful. As always.
"If I'm boring you, or you could care less, just tell me," she said, a bit slowly, as if she were weighing every word, "But have you ever felt like you should be somewhere else? Or even be someone else?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 6:17 pm
"Nah, they're pretty much all obnoxious," Hadrian smirked and arched a brow at Grete, "Huh?" It took him a moment to register the question.
" 'Felt', no. 'Wished', yes. Desperately. Why do you ask?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 6:29 pm
"Well...I'm not sure. I just feel like sometimes, I'm in the wrong place. Wanted to make sure if someone else felt like this, or if I was just crazy," Grete picked up her glass again, and looked inside, to find that it was completely empty. She frowed slightly, and then put it back on the table.
"I'm glad that it's gone," she mummbled slightly, "I should quit, I'm sure. Anyways, back to why I said that. Well, I just, well, when I was a little girl, I always had that perfect little girl dream. Where you grow up, and find some guy that loves you, and then that's the end. You're complete, and you're happy. And now, look at me," she laughed, a bit regretfully, "I'm working in a circus. What kind of crazy is that? So, what about you?" She tilted her head a bit to the side, to see Hadrian.
"Where did you think you'd wind up? If you don't mind me asking, I mean."
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