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Darkseeker
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"Tiny" Theodore | Clown | Muscle | Mentions: All Up Her feet were running, her mind completely empty, a blank slate just moving mechanically. She sighed, her heart racing, the cold air stinging her face and lungs as she inhaled. Running was quite amazing, in all honesty, but sometimes it took a bit of her energy out of her. Running every morning, though, helped her stamina a bit, even if she wasn't the fastest person ever. Tiny gulped in the air and stretched her arms, doing a sort of windmill motion before starting up again, running as fast as she could in her tired, sleep-deprived state. Tiny went to sleep late as a night owl, and woke up at the crack of dawn as an early bird. Her feet thudded softly against the dew-covered grass. The dirt beneath it barely caved, even in its moist, early day version. Tiny skidded into the camp and glanced around. Some deep breaths were made. Someone was still asleep. She didn't reflect on it, running to the other side of the camp. Most everybody was awake. Her eyes caught onto figures, silhouettes walking together. There was maybe 5, close to half a dozen. Complete dozen when I get there. She skipped ahead, looking rather cheery in the morning. "You guys leaving without me? Rather rude, if I do say so myself." Her voice echoed across the distance between her and the group, the dirt underneath her feet kicking up, small pebbles bouncing off the path in a smooth and casual manner. Skylar turned around and gave her a warm grin. Tiny replied in kind and sped up, her feet kicking up more dirt. She stopped and almost tipped over, her hair wild and a wild grin plastered across her face. "So, what's the agenda for today? I see everyone's in a good mood." She smirked in complete contentment. When Vonlan kissed Raim's cheek Tiny didn't so much as flinch. She was rather used to be a third wheel, though the others may not be. Raim blushed, as did the other. The both looked oddly flushed and Tiny smiled to herself. She enjoyed it when the others were happy. Skylar, on the other hand, snickered at them. "Enjoying yourselves? Anyways, if you two are quite down, could we go and grab some food?" Tiny winced at the Ringmaster's blunt and humorful words. She decided she should give the duo some hard-to-get privacy, but subtly. The Clown whirled away and raced ahead. "Catch me if you can! I dare you." By now, Tiny was far away, too far for any of the others to be able to communicate with her and vice versa. Skylar's head snapped up and she bolted. Tiny kept her head facing forward and ran with all she could. Skylar was still far behind, but slowly catching up. Tiny grinned to herself. Skylar was fast, but didn't possess the stamina Tiny did, and Tiny could be fast on occasions. Though only when some idiot like Skylar's chasing me. Edited at March 6, 2021 04:03 PM by Tis Juan
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Lightbringer
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Quinsy | Male | 22 | Bisexual | Clown | Sharpshooter | M: Exyria (Dir), R-Dad (Dir), + Everyone Else (Ind) Quinsy was always trying his best to help. Whether it was getting people food or making others smile, Quinsy always… well he always tried at the very least. After quickly signing an excited ‘hello’ to R-Dad, Quinsy had paused. It was oddly silent for once. Normally by the time he got up, there was all this commotion and chaos. You would have thought the world would have always ended the next day! Plus, half the time, at least someone was hungover. This always made for more… interesting conversations with the rest of the crew in the morning. “Where’s everyone?” Quinsy signed to him, his head tilting slightly with a clearly confused expression on his face. That’s the thing with Quinsy: you could always tell what he was thinking even if he never opened his mouth just because of his expressions. It was like he wore his heart on not only his sleeve, but every visible part of him. “Are they asleep? Have they not woken up yet?” Quinsy started to sign faster. He always does this when he would get excited. “I can go wake them up for you! I am going to go wake them up! I will be quick I promise!! Please get food ready until then!” Quinsy’s fingers were arched with excitement in each signal as he signed so fast that it must have been impossible to understand him. Before R-Dad could protest or even process what Quinsy said, Quinsy was already bounding off to go wake the others. ~~~ Quinsy stopped by Exyria first. Exyria was nice, like an older sister to Quinsy. She always let him practice cards with her and every once in a while Quinsy would steal her something nice. Or help her steal something. Or just try to bring her to a spot where she can steal with ease! Quinsy had strong morals though so he only lets her steal from ‘super fancy rich fucks’ as he puts it. Strolling into her room, Quinsy instantly went over her and nudged her once. He nudged her again, frowning his eyebrows slightly. “E-x-y-r-i-a.” Quinsy huffed after a long moment of waiting for her to wake up, spelling out each letter since there really is no easy way to say someone’s name in sign language. Quinsy shoved her gently. “E-x-y-r-i-a!” Quinsy frowned slightly, annoyance displaying on his features. His frown quickly contorted into a smirk as anyone could see the mischievous plan he was formulating in his head. Quinsy made a gagging sound, a sound someone would expect of a cat about to puke. “I think-” Quinsy made that sound again, this time putting a hand to his mouth. Wait, was he actually going to throw up? “I do not feel too good…” Quinsy made the sound again. And again. Oh god, he was throwing up! Quinsy’s mouth spilled open and out poured- Wait what? An entire deck of seemingly never ending cards spilled from his mouth and onto Exyria’s bed. Quinsy couldn’t contain himself as he burst into a fit of giggles. He couldn’t even sign properly as he struggled to catch his breath. “Did you like the card trick?” Quinsy was beaming with pride and joy. In his eyes, this was how he best helped people: humor. He just hoped Exyria actually like it.
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Darkseeker
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Exyria Draaeth Sinevall | Acrobat | Thief | Quinsy, Raim and Roland (brief) Cards. She could feel her face being covered in cards. Quinsy? Maybe she was dreaming- that might be it. She had a lot of incredibly odd dreams, especially lately. Quietly, she poked an eye open. Quinsy! She reached her arms out, wrapping them around his neck and burying herself in him. "Just five more minutes?" She signed at him. One eye flitted lazily over him, open and watching him.
"And yes, the card trick was wonderful!" Quinsy was... well, like her own brother. Except much closer. She'd never have done something like that with a real brother of hers. A best friend brother? One that was mute, able to understand and talk to her as well as she could him. It was a bond she treasured with him, something that made them closer than possibly anyone else in the troupe. Even if it was only something simple as not being able to speak.
Her mouth moving into the hint of a grin, her long hair followed her own self forward. Both her face and hair were resting on Quinsy's neck, and even though it might have been an intimate sort of interaction, she didn't think so. Ria was fairly sure she'd know if Quinsy showed any... interest in her. Even if she showed interest in him, which she might, that would likely be a bit of an odd interaction she'd rather not face. "Are the others awake?" Signing again at him, she reached with one arm off to where her notebook and pencil were resting. Too much work to sign, even if I need the hands to practice. Finally able to reach them, she whacked his beaming face with the side of the small book. "You ready for today? I am!" A wide smirk spread across her face. Hey- she needed a little fun while sleepy, right? Even if she was tiny and clinging on- almost for dear life- to a man a whole fifteen inches taller than her, she could still tease the sweet sharpshooter. If she got the chance, she might even choose to steal his pistol from wherever it happened to be. Why not? She covered her head, almost entirely, in his neck, mostly to stop her residual smile. "You cleaning this mess? It is yours." At this point, she was just having fun seeing how well she could bury her face in between his own and shoulder. "I'd rather you woke me up than 'father' or Raim. Who woke you up? Mother Nature?" She couldn't help but sign a little attitude. After all, she had just woken up. Attitude would be perfect. Not to mention this was Quinsy- Quinsy!- she had to show her usual morning sass around him. He was one of the only people she felt truly at ease talking to. The only others were in her family. But her family had to be miles away- the only one there understanding her was her deaf mother.
I'm glad I have Quin.
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