Vine Square, Afternoon, AU Jazz and OTA (MW)
Setup had finished not long after after the departure of the City's pride in blue and the gates had swung open to accommodate eager folk promptly at 9 a.m. The roar of mechanical beasts filled the air, punctuated by the excited screams of happy patrons. Game vendors barked across the midway, each vying for the attention, and open wallets, of the crowd. The scents of frying dough and candy floss hung heavy on the breeze.
The first day was always the busiest, when all the attractions were still fresh and exciting to the minds and spirits of the locals, and the residents of the circo were out in force to make the most of it.
All except one.
Estrella Gonzalez, a night performer by trade, was enjoying her afternoon far from the sights and sounds of the circo. The little square was just as lovely as she remembered from their last tour, the little ice cream shop still open - the owner still just as susceptible to charm and flattery.
Polishing off the last of her complimentary ice cream she lounged beneath the statue in the park in a deep, comfortable slouch. Half her brain dozed, perfectly relaxed, completely at ease with everything she was enjoying here and now...The other half monitored the people going about their business around her, watching, wanting to be prepared if anyone should happen along who could make her afternoon even more profitable.