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Jun. 30th, 2018 08:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fiery_ringSomething interesting occurred after the show tonight. Carlotta was just coming back to the caravan to make sure that her precious little angels were getting ready for bed (they weren't) when she noticed a strange man going in.
And it was about to be the strange man's unlucky day when he would turn around to be face to face with an angry ex-military ringmaster with a whip. But instead, when she abruptly pulls the door open, she is faced with a place she hasn't seen for a while.
She stares for a moment, then a broad grin sets upon her face. She looks around for familiar faces, or the young man, as she heads to the bar.
"Lady Bar. I'd like you to deliver an orange for me please - you know who it's for."
And it was about to be the strange man's unlucky day when he would turn around to be face to face with an angry ex-military ringmaster with a whip. But instead, when she abruptly pulls the door open, she is faced with a place she hasn't seen for a while.
She stares for a moment, then a broad grin sets upon her face. She looks around for familiar faces, or the young man, as she heads to the bar.
"Lady Bar. I'd like you to deliver an orange for me please - you know who it's for."
