Who: Kennet and Callum What: Visiting the principal's office for...career counseling? When: October 25th, mid-morning Where: Kennet's trailer
Callum hadn't really thought this through. He knew he wanted to spend more time with his new wife, but he wasn't sure, exactly, how to do that. Catherine was the Cirque's Seer. Callum? Well.. Callum was the Lead Roustabout, and sure that was an excellent job to have, but the hours were rough, when it came to wanting to spend time with Catherine. Callum's job didn't depend on any supernatural ability. He was a werewolf. A bitten werewolf at that. He couldn't shift as he pleased. He didn't have much control over it, yet, even on the nights of full moons. The point was that he could change occupations. Catherine really couldn't.
So if anything was going to be done about their time together, it was going to be up to him.
He'd talked a little bit to Ana and Cat about other jobs he could do, and the most exciting thing had seemed to be sword throwing and knife throwing- you know, much like Ana. At least until it was mentioned that knives might be thrown at him to, considering what act he was a part of.
He didn't want any knives or swords thrown at him. Fuck.
He didn't know what to do. He liked being the Lead Roustabout. It was something that he did well. But it was a sacrifice that he was willing to make to spend more time with Catherine.
Taking a deep breath, Callum adjusted his lightweight jacket and then reached up to give a firm knock on Kennet's trailer door. The last time he'd visited the Ringmaster's trailer without Catherine, things hadn't gone so well. He was uncomfortable, to say the least. Hopefully Kennet would be a little nicer to him, this time. He wasn't there because he was in trouble, he was there on his own accord.