(John) Mitchell (thisiswhatiam) wrote in carnaval_logs, |
Mitchell had been wandering around for a while. He was grateful for the fact they were traveling soon, and he'd have a couple days where he didn't have to be shot out of a canon. He did NOT like being a human canon ball. He actually considered walking away, and if he didn't think this whoole 1930's carnivale thing was some kind of punishment he would have been gone at the very start. But he stayed, and he forced himself to perform because it was his punishment. He'd done horrible, unspeakable things. Being shot out of a canon wasn't fun, but it wasn't anything like the torture he'd executed on innocent people. He deserved much worse than this. He certainly didn't deserved Alex's friendship. He turned toward her voice and smiled a little smile that betrayed all that he was thinking just then. "Hey." |