Circus Freaks ~RP~

[DemonicAngel]

Shawn sighed. His thoughts were muddled but he wanted to help. How had they gone from plan of escape to awaiting punishment so quickly? How could they get out? Dismal thoughts threatened to over take Shawn . But could he really just give up like that? It would be like him. But, he wasn't himself anymore was he? He didn't have a horn, strange senses, or odd colored hair and eyes before. He felt something rise up from inside him, something he'd never thought would come from him. Solid determination. They could do this, they had to. He still wasn't sure he'd make it out, but some of them would mark his words. And the ringmaster? He would get what he deserved. Shawn turned his thoughts back to a new escape plan. His train of thought still tangled but less so.

 

[Cross]

Darian deflated after hearing the part about sadistic business finding freak shows fun. That made escaping during a show harder, not less of a problem. He drove a hand through his sandy blond hair. It showed how much more Aveline knew about the place than anyone else. The ringmaster had such emotionless eyes. He didn't care about any of them more than having them able to perform, if that. Darian ringed fingers around his wrist, ever the optimist. "At least we're a little better off than before." For the moment. And they had another group to help with the escaping part. As much as having vampires around screwed with Darian's senses.