Who: Dani and Draco When: Week Eight; Friday January 23 – early-evening Where: Circus Summary: Oh hai! Remember me? or No, really will you listen to me?! Warning: Language
Dani had been in town a few days now, and still hadn't found Draco. She knew he hadn't run. People she asked said they'd just saw him. The mess tent. On the midway. Oh, she just missed him. He went on a run into town. The bastard was avoiding her. She was certain of that much! Meanwhile, whatever power gave her the visions had raised the urgency to talk to Draco. Whether it was proximity or time running out she didn't know. She just wanted to be done with this. Of course, she didn't tell anyone why she wanted to speak to him. The conclusions they were coming to based on her interest in finding Draco were probably so far from the truth she'd laugh if she heard them.
Meanwhile, she had a job to do if she wanted to stick around the circus. The palm reading thing was kind of degrading. Her benefactor would have laughed himself sick to see her all dressed up with one of her good silk scarfs wrapped around her hair and humming and oh-ing over some teenager's hand then telling the ditz exactly what she wanted to hear about the cute boy in her Biology class. Surprisingly, she earned good tips that way. She rarely actually kicked in her oracle powers, only when the client wanted the past read and she had to. Otherwise plain old guess work was good enough. And the biggest risk she ran was the occasional real vision being sprung on her, or bursting into giggles for some of the questions she got asked.
Tonight she was dancing on the midway to lead customers where the barkers wanted them. Dani had closed up her tent then ran back to her little box of a house to clean herself up, dress in one of the more provocative costumes, do her hair and makeup then settle the bells on wrists and ankles to attract attention audibly as well. The zils were left in her bag. She figured they might be overkill for this show. She checked herself in the old full length mirror that came with the house, nodded her approval then skipped out to grab a quick bite before she had to perform.
And that was when she all but ran smack into the man she'd been looking for this whole time. It knocked her onto her butt in the dust, and she let out with an oof. A strand of her hair escaped the jeweled chains to hang in her face. She blew it at it with a scowl that became an expression of triumph when she saw who she ran into. "Finally!"