
03-21-2008, 11:29 AM
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the #1 cause of giggles among daughtaluffs. :3
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Re: White Eyes [Ciroton]
Sunrise. With a sweet kiss of warmth and rays illuminating a clear bowl of blue, the bright orb rose over the horizon signaling the start of a new day. The birds chirped their songs and fluttered overhead as the Lady of Eyes stepped into another, larger town. A smile spread across her face; she had walked all night to reach some sort of civilization, hoping to make another performance and pull in some money, while simultaneously forgetting about that incident…
“Suspicious, isn’t it, finding you looming over a dead girl after performing tricks no human could conceive?”
That woman’s voice slipped into her mind as she exhaled, opening the door to the nearest inn. It was a common, continuous thing--‘wash, rinse, repeat’. Jessica would find a town--any town--and enter it without hesitation, find the nearest inn or populated bar, and then proceed to introduce herself to the proprietor while convincing them with a trick or two. The owner would be astonished, as well as the patrons. Word would circulate extremely fast, hopefully pulling a large crowd and a good amount of profits to enable her to continue traveling around.
“Good morning, Madame,” she was greeted by a smile and a bow, “I am the proprietor of this inn, you may call me Ture. Are you looking for a room?”
Jessica smiled back and shook her head, “I’m looking for a place to perform.”
The man looked puzzled.
“The illusionist Lady Eyes,” she grinned, extending a hand with a deck of cards that seemingly appeared out of nowhere, “pleased to meet you!”
Ture looked down at the deck of cards. He watched each card fold up into tiny paper birds and fly away before his very widened eyes.
“T-That…That,” he stuttered as if his very breath was snatched from his lips, “a-ama-amazing!”
Jessica grinned again. A show here was guaranteed, now.
“Lady Eyes, was it?”
“Yes?”
He asked her if she wanted to perform right there, in his inn. She responded with a nod, while he let out a small ‘squee’ of joy. Surely, he’d benefit from this, with a crowd that this lady might pull, he’d sure to get some sales, some people might even rent rooms for the night if the show ran late!
“I’ll start setting things up at once!” he grinned enthusiastically, “please, tell me what you need!”
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