Ellie (bluecapped) wrote in darkcarnivale, @ 2011-07-05 22:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | ellette fairfellow, tobias thibodeaux |
WHO: Ellie and Toby
WHAT: He can't sleep. She's got extra energy. Yay for being awake?
WHERE: Wandering about. Around the trailers to start
WHEN: Way after hours
RATING: Low, certainly
STATUS: In progress
Ellie was a restless creature by nature. She didn't much like sitting still when she had the alternative to fly about, or run or just move. What was the fun in sitting still? None, unless you had something to occupy yourself with while you were sitting still. In her case, that was painting faces. You couldn't very well be bouncing around all over the place when trying to paint a person's face. It just didn't work! Most especially not with the little kids who wanted their princess swirls or their Spiderman-face to be just so. So, she'd kept herself nice and still at her stand, making sure each face she painted was better than the last. Her newest creations were becoming rather popular, it seemed. The black and white harlequin mask, the full-face butterfly and the dragon crawling up the side of the face. It was pleasing to see so many kids (and adults alike) enjoying her designs. But after sitting and meticulously painting details for a while, she'd really just wanted to get up and do whatever.
Which she did. Not bothering at all to hide her wings and dressed in her "fairy" attire, Ellie just wandered around the carnival with no particular destination in mind. She passed through the sideshow tent, perused the wares of various merchants, saw several main event acts and even took pictures with some little girls who'd excitedly yelled out, "Mommy look, it's Tinkerbell!" The comparison did still bother her sometimes, because she was clearly better than Tinkerbell. Still, that hadn't stopped her from smiling big and bright in the pictures, trying hard to keep her wings from moving and giving herself away. And after all of that, when the carnival died down...she'd called it a night. Or...she'd tried to.
She really had only managed to fall asleep for a handful of hours before she was woken up by an itch. Not so much a literal itch as a desire to just...go somewhere and do something. It was like her wings had a mind of their own as she got up out of bed and left her trailer. Tiny as always, she would look like a floating blue light to anyone else as she just flew around. She honestly hadn't been expecting anyone else to be awake, but she spotted someone out and about. Ellie wasn't quite sure who it was, considering she was A) looking at the back of his head and B) was looking from above. But it didn't hurt to find out, right? She didn't hesitate to approach, though she didn't actually land on his shoulder. She was simply out of his line of sight. Not that it mattered. She could be rather startling to people whether or not she was on their shoulder.
"Can't sleep?" she said. Simple enough. She'd been practicing on keeping her voice less high pitched when she was small, so it sounded very much like her human-size voice when she spoke. Perhaps a touch higher, but definitely not annoyingly so. She was hoping that she didn't startle whoever it was. But sometimes voices coming out of seemingly nowhere would do that.