Who Thorsten and Aria What Reunited and it feels so good it's complicated and messy. When June 2nd, evening Where The weather tent Warnings TBD
Aria was ready for the cirque to be on its way. These days of rest had only served to make her restless. She knew her desire to be active was a selfish one, for the members of the troupe who had endured the horrors of the attack had likely appreciated such a reprieve from the excitement of their everyday lives. However, she could not help it; such inquietude was in her nature.
when she was not practicing at the symphony, she wandered the grounds like a haunt, exploring the attractions and meeting her new coworkers, many of whom she had been utterly charmed with. How exciting, to be amongst her own kind once more, and witnessing the use of such incredible powers to enchant and entertain was truly novel. She supposed that was one benefit of the cirque not being open to the public- she was able to sample each attraction much like a greedy child with a box of chocolates, taking a bite of each one and then leaving the other half to be devoured later.
Such exploration and sampling brought her to the Weather Tent this evening just as the sun was setting, her delicate fingers clutching at the stem of her umbrella as she stepped into the first room. An experimental twirl saw the climate respond, the balmy breeze of a summer's day giving way to low rumble of thunder and pelting rain. She extended a palm from under the haven of her umbrella, a grin curling her mouth to find that it was real rain, not simply an illusion of it.
Her pace was slow and leisurely, her attention focused on the soft shush of the rain. She flicked an experimental finger at the downpour and the wind responded, cutting a pattern through the droplets before she twirled the umbrella once again and snow began to fall around her. The silence was dense, and she could not help but be enchanted by the beauty of it. She let the umbrella fall to her side and turned her face upward to let the flakes fall upon it, wetting her eyelashes and clinging to her hair. What kind of creature could create such a wonderful attraction?