Although the Painted Doll had not set out knowing she would run across the Scorpion in a cage, did it surprise her when she did? Certainly not. That boy was always landing himself in some trouble or other, and it was never asked if he would be locked up again, but rather when. He called out to her and, Doll paused for only a moment before turning his way, closing the distance between them with a slow saunter.
There were very, very few in the Carnival who could ask something of the Painted Doll and not have her turn her nose up at them (at best). Scorpion, whether he realized it or not, was one of those few. He was fun to play with, and her games were sometimes cruel, but she was fond enough of him to actually listen when he asked her for her assistance.
Listen…but maybe not oblige.
Pale fingers curled around rusty, iron bars, and Doll tilted her head to one side and then the other, as though thinking over his request. The corner of her lips quirked up into a smirk, and she raised one shattered brow, the sparkle in her eyes quite clearly asking him Why should I?
Oh. She was going to play this game, was she? Well, it was perfect for two players. The Scorpion puts on his best puppy dog eyes, looking at the floor of the cage then ‘shyly’ at the Doll.
“Because I’m your favourite? Oh, Doll, you wouldn’t do this to me, would you? I swear I haven’t done anything and I’m already damned to suffer for eternity, don’t let it be inside a small, cold cage!” He pouts, bottom lip quivering for added effect.
“The Ticket Master put me in here on the crime of ‘everything I will do in the future’, can you believe it? I haven’t done anything... Yet...” This is when the facade breaks and he smiles, though it’s rather a nervous smile. “I’m tellin’ the truth here, for once, Doll, you gotta believe me. This cage isn’t fun and it certainly isn’t better when you get arrested for a crime you haven’t committed yet!”
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