|Ringmaster (hardshelled) wrote in cirque_rp,|
@ 2017-08-24 16:13:00
After Rome, the Ringmaster had been a more visible sight around the fairgrounds. He met new employees at his trailer for their assignments, but his long graceful form lingered longer around each attraction. Angkor Wat might have been a protected land that the attackers would not dare show their face on, but Kennet had been informed that for the next month he would need to be more apart of the crowd than just his opening to the Big Top shows. Having no room to complain to Management, he did as he was told.
Stepping through the shadows of the backstage area of the Vice and Virtue tent, the Djinn did not need the girls of the show to pay him any attention. His presence could be hard to hide as their far smaller forms ran back and forth between parts on the stage. Long fingers curled around the black side curtains, pulling them to one side to peek out. Ice blue pools taking in the amber lights of the show that lit the stage even as Elia played with shadows for her dance. He did not intend to linger long, having never cared for her mocking complaints that he did not see her performance costumes as if, for some reason, she felt he should.
At the end of her show, he stepped away and started toward the back exit of the tent.