[➜] Tent of Mirrors

@Amber "So we've both been locked up in our rooms. We really should get back out into the real world," Onew said, chuckling softly. At least with less people inhabiting the circus, he was able to have more privacy in the rooms and places he explored. Of course, he may not do it completely alone, but it was still nice to know that he could when he wanted to. "Let's go explore together... Do something fun," Onew said, wanting to take advantage of the time when he was actually outside of his room since he had a feeling that when he went back later he'd be holed up for a while sulking.

"Being in my room isn't exactly the most productive thing to do. " She rolled her eyes and got on her feet. "A change of scenery, perhaps?" She grinned and laughed when she saw a hilarious reflection of her.

@Amber He suppressed a chuckle at having most literally knocked Amber off her feet. He enjoyed making surprises like these though he was a bit concerned that he'd injured Amber. He fixed the strap on his over all before extending a hand to her, saying, "I just got bored, figured I'd take a tour around the circus and see what's left of it. What brings you out here?" he asked, not having seen Amber around for a couple days.

"Woah!" She was literally knocked off her feet and ended up lying on the floor. She groaned and laughed aloud when she saw it was her boss, Jinki. "Boss..." She shook her head to wipe off the dizziness she was feeling from the fall. "What a pleasant surprise. What brings you here?"

@Amber He was bored and had decided that it was time to get out of his room and get out into the real world for once. It was disconcerting the silence that lingered around the tent which is probably why he was so elated to see Amber making faces in a mirror in the mirror room. "Amberrrr!" the ringmaster called, running towards her and giving her a hug that could knock her off her feet if she wasn't prepared for it.

Amber watched her face change with every mirror she looked at. Just like her feelings, it always changes. It wasn't a bad thing or it was a good thing. That was just the way how the world works. Nothing is permanent. We're happy in one moment and sad the next. Gingerly, she traced her face and laughed at how weird it looked like. Her face was like a cucumber.

Oh look at this, Onew thought bitterly, walking into the mirror room. It was empty. Just like nearly every other room in the circus as one by one his performers left him behind. After working so hard to keep everything going he was once again finding himself at square one, though this time the ones that had been with him when he was struggling to make a circus for himself had disappeared too. All of them without a care to what was outside their bubble. It didn't matter. He was okay with this. Totally, one hundred percent okay. He just needed to distract himself with some fun. And this place seemed like he could have it. Tapping one of the mirrors he set them all in different directions, ready to traipse on through the maze he'd just created.

@Victoria He took her hand, and proceeded to give it a firm shake, before letting it go. "It's nice to meet you, too." Heechul gave another attempt at giving the girl a smile, and in his favor, the one that appeared was a softer one. One that didn't seem so... Mechanical.

@Heechul His movements were slightly awkward, and so was his tone. Was he not quite secure around new comers? She nodded to him though, and offered the other a small smile of reassurance. "My name is Victoria, a tight rope walker. . It's nice to meet you, Heechul." She took another step forward and held her hand out to him to take.

@Victoria As he was in the process of making his head ten times bigger than his body, Heechul heard a voice call out to what he assumed to be him. Turning his head to see who the character was, he noticed that the face was one who he was not familiar with. The girl was definitely a newcomer to the circus. "Uh, hello there." He gave the other an awkward nod and a slightly hollow smile, "I'm um, Heechul. A firebender here." He introduced, his words unsure, due to the fact that he really didn't know how to make comfortable conversation with the female. "And you are?.."

@Heechul Her curiosity got the better of her. Usually, she didn't do much with mirrors, she didn't like them. But for some reason, she found herself playing with her image. A tiny waist, well, tinier than what she had, large hips, short stature. It was all quite amusing. Her peripheral vision caught someone then and she raised an eyebrow, turning her head towards him. ". . Hello?" She called, moving towards the male. He seemed to be having quite fun, just like she was at the moment.

Heechul gave a hearty chuckle as he was busying himself with distorting his figure, making himself go from looking as if he had a large to having a set of voluptuous s. Although he knew that his would never get any larger, or that he wouldn't ever grow s, or get implants anytime soon, the mirror that he was currently looking at had helped him imagine what it'd be like if he were to get such work done. Knowing by the image seen on the mirror before him that he would do no such changes to his body, Heechul decided to move on to looking at the next mirror to see what kind of contorting it would do to his features.

Onew listened intently to what JongHyun was saying, already enjoying his company now that he'd surpassed that whole "nearly getting decapitated thing." He flashed a quirky smile to the boy, finding it amusing how he already held so much interest in someone he'd heard about through word of mouth. "Hey, you know what happened here in the circus before? We had some person run around trying to kill everyone... I think you'll be okay on the scary scale... Plus, Luhan may seem a bit frail and fragile on the outside, but he's really a tough cookie on the inside," the ringmaster assured, parting the tent doors that would lead into the infirmary tent. "After you," he gave way, waving a hand. Kira let out a little meow as if to agree with the ringmaster, smiling almost at the shorter male.

"Really?"
He asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. The question had slipped out of his mouth without even thinking about it, which, in itself, was a good thing really. It at least meant he was capable of carrying on a conversation to a certain degree. Of course, Jonghyun really did want to know. What kinds of things had the ringmaster been through that was worse than almost being skewered in the head by a knife? The thought was almost scary.
His eyes continued to flick back and forth, taking in their surroundings as he continued to walk behind Onew. It would be good to memorize a general map of the area so that he wouldn't get lost and find something that he really shouldn't have. He was so hyper focused that he almost missed the other's answer, but found himself chuckling at the thought of a rabbit on a treadmill and wondering what Luhan would be like. His musings were cut short by the following question, and he tried not to get defensive as he replied,
"I was just wondering, since I'm new and all.... it might be best to get to know the people around here, right? Besides, with my talent and everything, I don't want him to end up hating me if something goes wrong and someone gets hurt..."
He winced to himself at the last phrase. He couldn't hurt anyone. Not anymore.

The ringmaster couldn't help but laugh, finding it funny that Jonghyun was so flustered about a little mistake. His fingers kept stroking Kira's fur, finding it relaxing and distracting from the minor sting in his hands. "Hey, relax, I'm no mad or anything. Honestly, I've had so much worse happen," he reassured the knife thrower, knowing he had a well documented history of crazy mishaps having been raised in the circus. However, his concern he found endearing and he couldn't help but enjoy his new performer's company already. He was nearing the infirmary tent, pausing mid-syllable in preparation to ask him a question when JongHyun questioned him about Luhan. "Ah... He's a very nice person. He's our nurse here and he's got the cutest little rabbit... Sometimes, if you're lucky, you can catch him trying to make Butterscotch walk on the treadmill," Onew laughed, the clear image in his head making him nostalgic. "Why so curious?" he shot back, wondering what intentions Jonghyun had pertaining Luhan.

Oh god. Not only had he just tried to kill someone, but that person also happened to be his boss. Well wasn't that just wonderful? Jonghyun felt like he could just disappear right then, fade away into thin air so he wouldn't have to face the other's certain anger. But somehow, Onew didn't seem that upset. Definitely out of the ordinary. The circus might be a completely different world from the one the knife thrower came from, but even then, it would take someone special to brush off a near death experience like that. Fact was that even talking to Jonghyun after what happened was something that his brain couldn't easily comprehend.
"Um... sure. I'm really sorry about that; I should have known not to throw and that you weren't someone dangerous and I promise I'll practice at self control and everything, I promise."
He was continuing to babble on, much to his shame, and eventually Jonghyun decided to just shut up and follow Onew out of the maze of mirrors, keeping directly behind him so that he wouldn't accidentally walk into a corner or anything. As expected, the ringmaster was doing a much better job than himself at navigating, and so the knife thrower resigned himself to trusting the man who had given him a new home, one that he had desperately needed.
"So... what is this Luhan person like?"
He asked curiously, attempting some awkward conversation.

The boy spoke almost too fast for Onew to understand in a time where he'd practically been attacked and threatened by a cascading wall of mirror shards. With slightly bugging eyes, he managed to follow the knife thrower's words till the end, even registering his startled movements when Kira had poked his head out curiously. "Uh, I'm Onew, the ringmaster and magician," he finally stuttered, looking down at his hands to see why Jonghyun was so legitimately worrying about his cuts. He hadn't felt them till now, but he realized they did need to be cleaned - even if they hardly grazed the surface - and sighed. "Aish, we can head to the infirmary tent; I'm sure Luhan can help us out if he's there. If not, I think there's all we need in one of the cupboards." He cracked a smile, absentmindedly stroking Kira's orange fur and checking for abrasions on his kitten. "Shall I lead the way? We can talk a little more as we walk," he suggested, already stepping gingerly over the shards (God, he really needed to take up the habit of wearing shoes, or socks even) and doing a little hopping dance to avoid them all, before heading expertly down through the small mirror maze, knowing where to find the exit.

The other didn't seem to be badly hurt, which eased Jonghyun's panic considerably. He found himself raising his guard a bit once more, even if it was unconsciously. He had nearly broken in front of this man who was a complete stranger. Almost given himself, his identity, away. That couldn't happen.
"I-I.... you just startled me. It was instincts. I'm really sorry.... I'll pay for the mirror and everything... Just please don't have me kicked out."
His desperate word were muted by his now calm, almost cold demeanor, any traces of his former worry, his former weakness, wiped clean. His eyes, though, he tried to keep warm, not wanting to scare this man off anymore. Then Jonghyun noticed it, or them, to be exact. A few drops of blood, and an almost orange cat. Both caused him to let out a yelp of surprise, quickly pulling back as he stared at the cat and its almost surreal bluish eyes. Yeah, he had a bad history with cats; what was wrong with that? Still, the stranger was injured, and that thought alone spurred Jonghyun in to action as he stood up and offered a hand to the other to help him up.
"You're hurt. I can come back and clean this up later. Right now, we need to get that treated. Even shallow cuts can get infected, and that can't happen. It can't. By the way, my name is Jonghyun. As you can see, I'm a knife thrower here... and you would be?"

The ringmaster had been aimlessly playing with his reflection when the attack of the flying knife came out of nowhere, startling him so much that he whelped. The shattering glass cascading around him startled his kitten as well and his instincts made his hands cover Kira's orange head rather than his own, protecting him from any shards that could have reached him. Albeit, that meant that he himself got a couple shallow cuts, but he felt fine and not too hurt. However, the person beside him was lost in the chaos that was the moment, and Onew found himself staring wide eyed at the new performer. "Y-yah! What were you trying to do then?!" he nearly shouted, wondering what could have spurred on such an action from someone he hardly knew and had just accepted into his domain.

Jonghyun strode through the seemingly eternal labyrinth, every second finding himself more lost and more wary. It was hard to shake off habits that had taken years of careful training to cultivate and hone, so he found himself what most would consider to be overly jumpy and cautious with every twist and turn. Several times he had found himself distracted by his own reflection and ran into a glassy surface, noticing too late the telltale clone of himself looking back at him and then having to resist the urge to lash out and break the damn thing. Causing so much damage when he had only just joined didn't seem like a good idea, but one couldn't be too cautious, could they?
Unconsciously, his hand strayed to one of the knives sheathed through the belt that hung off his hips, one of the more visible ones on his person at the moment. Suddenly, his eye caught the trace of an abnormality, a different splash of color that suggested someone besides himself. His surprise triggered his instincts and without thinking, he had already drawn the knife and was flicking it towards the source of his alarm. At the last moment, Jonghyun managed to maintain control of himself and twisted his fingers enough to divert the knife just barely off course, piercing and shattering one of the mirrors just above the head of what was revealed to be a young man hardly older than himself. Slightly panicking, Jonghyun rushed forward, immediately starting to brush away the pieces and shards of glass away and off of the man with his leather clad hands as he asked worriedly,
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you, I swear. Are you okay? You're not cut anywhere, are you?"

Onew was making faces at the mirror, Kira nestled into the pocket of his overalls and napping while he entertained himself. As the ringmaster he had responsibilities to tend to, but everyone needed a break and considering his performers were all indulging into personal practice, he often times found himself wandering around alone and amusing himself. Like now for instance.

(Meet you in the Bugget)

"I won't, don't you worry, Bacon," Onew assured the younger boy, steering him away from the tent with the mirrors in it to the bugget. He figured, since this was their last day in Japan, that they'd get some Japanese ice cream before heading out on travel.

Baekhyun nerrowed his eyes at the light of the sun before looking at Onew. "Ice cream... right?" He asked in a tiny voice. His troat hurt the crazy but still his problem, he had been screaming. "Oh and... please don't tell anyone you saw me cry. Its embarrassing..." He said as his face turned slightly pink.

"I'm sure, Bacon, don't worry," Onew said, tugging Baekhyun along and heading out into the fresh air. The other tents loomed around them, waiting to be explored, though the ringmaster was opting for the safest bet at this point.

"Are you sure the tents not just making it look like the exit?" Baekhyun asked as he hid behind Onew. He really had a problem with this room now and the tent pms'ing kinda... grossed him out.

Onew nodded, seeing the exit lurking somewhere ahead. "Don't worry, I know the way," he said, feeling certain that the tent wouldn't bust his balls and keep him in here since her game was done. He trudged along with baekhyun at his side, spending only a total of five more minutes in the room before he saw the exit. "There," he said proudly, shuffling through it.

Baekhyun nodded and got up and followed Onew out. "Boss... do you know how to get out of here?" He moved closer to the elder. This place now really, really scared him.

"No, no the tent is just pmsing," Onew sighed, pulling Baekhyun close to him. "Let's get some ice cream or something, all right? Out of this stupid place," he murmured to the small boy, pulling him away from the mirrors slowly.

Baekhyun chuckled lightly at Onew's behavier as tears flowed from his eyes. "I... just r-ran into it." He stuttered and looked at Onew with a puppy dog pout. "You're tent hates me..."