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@freakxcrunch-blog
Pick up line incoming: You're hot, let's go get noodles! I'll pay. -wiggles eyebrows- ........ Okay maybe I just really want food and the pick up line was a good excuse... -giggles-
5…
I guess we can go get noodles. If you really want.
Of course! And you can get anything you want~ I’m just excited to be back. Getting out and about again. It’s a nice feeling. Once you’re out of the shell it’s hard to have any desire to go back in.
Mishap | Evonna & Dahye
freakxevonna:
“That’s beautiful,” the young woman replied to the other’s feeling of belonging. “That is what it is for. We all want to feel right somewhere.” Evonna smiled at her own words. There was nothing silly about what Dahye had said, though. The circus was created so individuals with unique abilities could finally have a community of their own where acceptance was their ritual and guidance was the teaching. “I’m happy you can find a home here.” She was aware that most of the members had unfavorable lives before arriving to this safe haven, but the cruelty of people never ceased to upset her. “I don’t know your life before this, but I know you deserve a happy place.”
“Yes, I was here before,” Evonna replied with an exhale. She hadn’t been back for very long but was already in favor of forgetting her hiatus from security. The world was cold and unforgiving when someone was different; fortunately, Evonna had no physical significances so she never had to deal with gawking or mocking, but she had insight to the darkest thoughts people could have. Learning not to be so trusting was her biggest takeaway from her experience, and at least she could say lessons were learned.
Realizing she had trapped herself in thoughts and concerns, the young woman took in a deep breath and smiled to the other before looking to Dahye’s leg again.
“How is it feeling now? Any better at least?”
Dahye nearly had the full range of motion back by the time Evonna was finished talking. She breathed deeply, hoping to get more oxygen to her muscles so she could lean forward further. “Loads better! Just a matter of getting it to stop flaring so much now. It’s relaxing, though. Obviously... The leg doesn’t look deformed,” she laughed. She flexed her foot a bit, pointing her toe, then pulling it upwards, repeating the motion until it was comfortable. “Inflammation seems to be going down. Let’s see if I can stand, shall we?” She grinned to the other, moving to stand on her good leg first. Then, she carefully placed the other one down, gradually putting more pressure on it. “I think we’re good. I’ll limp for a little bit and then it’ll be fine. No worries! Thank you so much again for your help. Shall we get lunch? You deserve it after that scare.”
Puppy | Rhys & Dahye
freakxrhys:
“do you sincerely expect me to believe that? dahye, if anything, you’re probably going to end up buying every goddamn dog in there anyways!” he shook his head, a short burst of laughter accompanying his words as he gestured nonchalantly in her direction.
truth be told, he’d probably go along buying the animals with her. it’s a soft spot he confesses to, despite his contentedness with his current pets. if he had anything short of his current level of control, he’d probably have ended up filling the circus grounds with animals of all different types and sizes.
in fact, now that he thinks about it, the only thing stopping him is somi.
rhys hums as the two continue walking, listening to dahye talk. his eyes continue to glance between her and the building she had made him aware of, up until they actually reached the shelter. holding the door open for her as they entered, he immediately felt a wave of emotions hit him like a load of bricks, causing him to stagger to the side slightly. it’s just the animals, he thought to himself, taking a quick breath and flashing dahye a quick smile before standing up and walking over to the front desk where a lady stood staring at the two expectantly.
“hello there! my friend and I are here to look at some of the puppies you have to offer.” he flashes a warm grin before turning to allow dahye her input, leaning to the side of the desk.
“No I won’t!” she pouted, crossing her arms stubbornly. “...do you think it’s really gonna be that hard? Fuck, man...” She tried to regain her confidence in the situation, thanking him for holding the door open as she entered. Already she felt like the decision was going to be a difficult one. She could hear the distant barking from down the hall, and she gave an anxious glance towards Rhys.
“I think I’ll prefer a big dog? I have lots of space for them, and I’m very active, so I think it will work,” she explained. The lady seemed to understand and motioned for them to follow, and Dahye smiled politely as she walked back with Rhys, speaking in English to him. “You’ll have to help me find one that you think will be a great fit with me, okay?” As they approached the end of the hall, the puppies of all sorts became visible. Most of them were mixed breeds, but there wasn’t a single one that Dahye didn’t find adorable. “Ohhh this...might be harder than I thought--”
Mishap | Evonna & Dahye
freakxevonna:
“No treat needed,” she replied, waving her hand at the other. Evonna wanted to make clear that her assistance wasn’t in return for anything. Although the idea of getting food at any point in the future was exciting.
She exhaled in relief when the other began to ease up a bit. If none of that helped Dahye, she didn’t know what else to do.
Smiling at the other’s words, she reduced her kneel to sitting on the ground, legs crossed.
“You didn’t scare me so much as worry.” She studied Dahye’s features, taking in her entire physique. While Evonna didn’t know her actual age, she definitely looked younger and more innocent – almost like a puppy. The young woman chuckled to her own thought process.
“Oh- uhm, I’m Evonna,” stated the brunette as she held out her right hand to the other, glancing to be sure her gloves her on. “Maybe dramatic, but memorable for sure.” She smiled with her words, yawning shortly after and upon remembering her poor sleeping schedule.
“How long have you been here?” Evonna promised herself to become closer to the existing members this time. At the beginning of her own membership she took advantage of the small community with the assumption of permanence. Of course permanence disproved itself fairly quickly at the circus’ downfall. Learning about the people around her, as exhausting as it was, made her feel more connected and at home – something she hoped not to take for granted again.
“No, really! I insist,” she replied, flexing her calf gingerly. Dahye looked to the outstretched hand wearing the glove, and she smiled as she shook it. “Well thank you very much for your help, Evonna. It really means a lot.” After this, her attention returned to her leg as she leaned forward to touch her toes. Normally she could reach far past them, but this would have to do for now.
“Oh, me? A few weeks now. I’m relatively new, still. But I like it here! It already feels like home. In some ways, even more of a home than my actual house with my parents... It’s funny, right? I just feel like I belong here.” Dahye glanced around with a soft smile. “You’ve been around for a longer time, right..? Were you here before the disbandment?”
Arrival
freakxemrys:
“Its not that you don’t… I just… I don’t know why I expected you could be anything else…? Ahhh, I’m not good with women.” He laughed and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. Even though they had spent the morning together, now that he could see what exactly she looked like it was hard for him to converse. “Dahye? That’s.. That’s a pretty name.” He steeled himself, looking up at her with a bit of a shy smile. “Stop putting yourself down. I’m just blind as hell…” He tapped his glasses, trying anything to make his brain stop overthinking everything.
“Hey, you helped me find my glasses. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t hold up my end of the bargain?” He gave a small frown, despite the blush on his cheeks. He didn’t want her to think that he would just run out without holding up his end of things. “Besides, I’m really hungry.”
Dahye felt her cheeks heat up at his words and reactions. She smiled kindly and looked away with slight awkwardness. “Thank you. That’s sweet,” she replied. Her attention turned back to his glasses with a shy gaze as he tapped them. Then they curiously wandered down to his neck, peering at the tattoos with interest. She couldn’t stop herself from thinking of how pretty the art was.
“But really! I am used to it, I promise,” she protested at his command to stop putting herself down. Her own stomach threatened to growl at the confirmed offer of food. “You don’t mind then?” Her smile returned, and she straightened up her baggy shirt. Her first attempt at friendship at the circus seemed to be a success. Not bad for a socially inexperienced person like her, she thought. With that, she turned confidently to begin the walk towards town. “I’ll follow you~” But even with that confidence, the blush remained upon her cheeks.
Channa Mereya -Ae Dil Ha Mushkil
Mishap | Evonna & Dahye
freakxevonna:
Evonna pulled her hand away immediately upon the other’s exclamation. Her eyes widened and she visibly jumped in place, startled by the younger woman.
“Sorry,” she replied just under her breath.
Knowing the other was in such pain made Evonna feel useless. She figured this kind of bodily reaction was triggered by Dahye’s unique skill, and if so, then the honey-haired clairvoyant would not be able to offer much assistance. She could twist her own broken leg back into place if necessary, but this just seemed like something that needed to ‘run its course,’ so to speak.
She smiled to Dahye’s question, admiring her resilience and endurance.
“I’m fine, thank you, but you matter more.”
She listened to Dahye introduce herself and began to smile until her pitch increased and Evonna noticed her leg begin to contort in a position that was straight up creepy. Unaware of the total concept of social etiquette, she blatantly stared at the dispositioned limb before switching her attention back to Dahye’s face when she requested water and crackers. Evonna nodded quickly before pulling herself up, taking the empty water bottle with her. The young woman sprinted toward the kitchen tent, running at almost full speed. At least this would count toward her daily workout since she usually started with cardio before anything else.
Hoping she hadn’t been too long, Evonna came to a sudden halt once reaching Dahye with a full water bottle in one hand and a pack of crackers in the other. She knelt down and offered both to the younger woman.
“Here,” she said with a red face, huffing and puffing.
Thankfully she had done some dynamic stretches before coming upon Dahye that day, or else the camp would have had two leg crampees in its midst.
This certainly was the type of thing that had to run its course, although she knew the leg would be sore and weak for a while afterwards. Dahye would have fun explaining that one to Emrys...
Upon the woman’s return, she carefully grabbed the crackers and began eating. Her initial attempts at fluid intake seemed to be helping, the leg slowly beginning to straighten back to its normal shape. The pain, although obviously not fully subsided, had lessened substantially with the straightening of the bone. She smiled gratefully at the other. “Thank you so much. Seriously. I-I’ll treat you to lunch or something! As soon as I can walk--” Dahye had it in her to laugh. She reached down, massaging the leg more, wincing now and again but feeling relieved as it started to ease. “So much better already... That’s what I get for being dehydrated.” She popped another cracker into her mouth and smirked a little nervously. “What a dramatic introduction huh? Sorry to scare you...”
Mishap | Evonna & Dahye
freakxevonna:
Evonna’s eyes widened when she saw how quickly Dahye downed the beverage; she was almost impressed.
“Mmm,” she responded, nodding her head in understanding. After thinking on it for a good moment, the young woman finally realized what the other’s ability was.
“Oh! You’re the one who contorts, yes?” She asked, surprised with herself at how poor her Korean had gotten without practice. The clairvoyant silently cursed herself for providing everyone around her with a language barrier – not necessarily a bad thing when she’s avoiding social interactions, but terrible for future customers considering her entire performance was speaking.
She watched as the younger woman attempted to slow and steady her breaths, raising a brow in mild confusion. Is that what pain looked like? Evonna thought most people winced and clenched their teeth but Dahye looked different – almost like her suffering was just beneath the surface of her skin. She listened as the younger woman spoke, but it wasn’t until Dahye whimpered that she finally understood she must have been trying to hide her pain.
“Hey, don’t be sorry. You’re hurt, not me,” she wanted to reassure the other; nobody should feel guilty regarding their afflictions. Concern defined Evonna’s features as she pressed her gloved hand to the other’s calf and began to lightly rub it in hopes to provide a soothing affect no matter how small. “Do you want the medical tent? I will carry you” she offered. “Or I can go get you something?” Her mind searched for more helpful options without any luck.
“Y-Yeah,” Dahye managed to reply. Her Korean wasn’t necessarily the best right now either, considering that most of her thoughts were English swear words. “My fault though.” As Evonna started rubbing at her calf, she felt the muscle initially contract again, but then loosened with a spasm, and Dahye gasped. “No, no, don’t move!” she quickly blurted out. “S-Sorry. Okay. Stretching. Breathing.” She started to straighten the leg just a little, wincing.
Of course the day would start out like this, she thought: everything going so well, and then suddenly she’s on the ground with some poor woman she’s never officially met. She started breathing deeply, trying to get oxygen to the muscles. Centimeter by centimeter, the leg began to straighten ever so slightly. It was ridiculously painful, but Dahye wasn’t sure of much else to do. “So, how are you today?” She attempted to ask as casually as she could with a crooked smile, hoping for a distraction. “Lee Dahye, nice to meet you. Apologies it was under such unfortunate circumstan-CES!” The leg curled up again, bending in a way that looked completely unnatural and like her bone was crooked. “C-Could you get me some more water and some crackers please?” she strained to squeak out, tears burning her eyes.
Puppy | Rhys & Dahye
@freakxrhys
“I’m just going to look,” Dahye insisted as she and Rhys walked out of camp and towards the city. She had seen an animal shelter on a previous trip out, and had been curious ever since. Her parents had a cat, but it was the type of animal that would hiss if anyone but Dahye’s mother approached it. It often claimed her bed, however, which only increased her dislike for the creature when it tried to bat her away and keep her from sleeping. Her experience with animals otherwise was confined to a handful of pets she met here or there.
“Besides,” she added, “if I’m going to get a puppy then I have to make sure we’re a really perfect match, and you never know. My match may not be at that shelter... Plus, it’s gotta like people, it’s gotta be good at camp, it’s gotta like Emrys-- There are a lot of things to consider.” Despite her words, she couldn’t hide the fact that she was excited. This was a big deal as far as she was concerned, a huge step for being on her own. “It’s not far, now. Just behind that taller building there.”
Mishap | Evonna & Dahye
freakxevonna:
The cool air chilled her skin and she rubbed lightly at the braille created on her arm as she took a few steps out of her tent. She had only been reintroduced to the campgrounds a few days prior, but the comfort of the environment did not take long to follow. She surveyed the land and people around her, taking mental note of who was out doing what. Despite the generally low temperature she remained in bicycle shorts and a tank top, enjoying the sun rays as they danced on her skin.
Evonna adjusted her gloves, groaning in annoyance. One thing she certainly did not miss about being in the circus was the requirement of her to cover her hands during non-performance hours. While being able to touch somebody with no attachments was great, the gloves made her hands extremely sweaty – a feeling she could never get used to really. Despite this nuisance, she carried on like any other day and began her walk toward the outskirts of the campgrounds where she routinely completed her daily stretches, water bottle in hand.
Just moments after reaching “her spot,” the young woman heard a relatively close voice. She turned her head, searching for the who those words had come from, and to her surprise there was a fellow member on the ground just meters away. Her eyes widened as she realized the younger was struggling to just ask for help. Evonna quickly ran over to her, squatting next to the other and placing her water bottle next to her feet.
Evonna had already made herself acquainted with most of the new members. Her inability to get a period of sleep longer than 3 hours has also given her more free time than she cared to admit. But this face was only barely familiar as they both had only seen each other in passing.
“Are you okay?” She asked, concern dominating her tone. Evonna looked to the other’s leg where they had been massaging and quickly processed the situation.
“Here, you should hydrate,” the clairvoyant added as she offered the younger her water. “Does this happen often?
Dahye’s foot was visibly trembling from the muscle spasms in her calf by the time Evonna reached her. Tears were threatening to well into her eyes, and even though this was such a common occurrence, she still never felt used to it - albeit, this one was one of the more painful cases. When the woman offered her water, she immediately grabbed it and chugged as fast as she could. It was almost like she was panicking, trying to do anything to get the pain to stop. Only when she desperately needed air did she finally pull away, gasping and finally nodding at the question. “Not this bad normally. Milder, duller,” she panted. She tried so hard to put on a tough face, but then the muscles flexed tighter under her skin. It seemed to further take her breath away, and she tried to sit perfectly still, not even inhaling as she tried to decide what to do.
She knew this would very possibly freak this poor woman out. For that, she knew she’d have to make this as “okay” as possible, lest this kind person might grow panicky themselves and leave, or never talk to her again. Dahye closed her eyes, inhaled slowly, then exhaled. After finishing off the rest of the water, she gave an apologetic look to the woman. “It will pass soon,” she tried to reassure her, although she knew it was possibly a lie and these episodes could last all day. “I just need to try and stretch it, but--” She whimpered as she tried to straighten the leg. “I didn’t mean to cause you trouble, I’m sorry...”
Mishap | Evonna & Dahye
@freakxevonna
Water was the last thing on Dahye’s mind that afternoon when she saw what a beautiful day it was. Sure, it was cold, but she’d never been stopped by cold before. Feeling the sun on her face was like putting a solar panel out: it charged her up, made her excited. For that reason, she decided she absolutely had to go for a run. Perhaps that was her first mistake, looking back on it. She had kissed Emrys goodbye, being a bit pouty that he couldn’t even come outside with her, and then rushed off. No water, no tea, barely even a breakfast.
Now, as she slowed to a dragging jog, she realized this was quite a poorly planned situation. Her left leg was getting tight. Tighter. Even tighter. She stopped, finally realizing that she wouldn’t be able to stand on it much longer. “No, no, come on!” She plopped onto the ground, quickly trying to massage it, but watched as it involuntarily flexed under her skin. The pain was hitting her now, with a wince taking over her expression. Of course, she was almost as far away from her tent as possible. The cramping was moving up into her knee now, and she tried to breathe despite biting her bottom lip to keep from whimpering. The leg was useless. She was about to consider crawling or rolling when she thought she saw someone.
“Hey! Hi, oh God, ow, fuck-- Sorry, but is there any way you can help me?” she strained to speak.
Arrival
freakxemrys:
A wave of relief washed over Emrys as he heard his newfound friend say that they had found his glasses. “Thank you! This taking my glasses thing is getting kind of old!” He laughed, fumbling to grab his glasses before hastily shoving them on his face. They were still fogged up so he blinked a few times, trying to focus while it slowly receded. And then, he let out a rather loud, audible gasp, his cheeks turning bright red.
“You’re… you’re a girl!” His voice rose a pitch and he couldn’t fight the blush as it rose to his ears. She was, indeed, a woman. She was also a woman that Emrys could in no way deny was incredibly attractive to him. She wasn’t like he was used to seeing – too much makeup, dressed in clothes too tight or too short. She was different in a way that could only mean she was herself. That and she had an incredibly attractive face and had been super helpful to him already. “I.. Uh… wow. Um..” He looked down at his feet and laughed. “I shouldn’t be so awkward after I’ve already spent half the morning with you!” He stated in embarrassment, half scolding himself.
Dahye watched as the other put his glasses on, smiling because she was not only happy to help, but also happy with herself to be getting off on such a great foot. It faltered a little when she heard the gasp, though. Her eyes widened, looking around for the cause of shock, until she heard him speak. “I’m? Oh!” she giggled, nodding as her cheeks blushed. “Yes! My... My stage name is Crunch, but my real name is Dahye, I’m sorry, it’s a common mistake, people think I’m a boy all the time--” she rambled in embarrassment. “It’s really okay. I know my voice is a little deeper than most girls’, and I’m not curvy, I’m always in baggy clothes.” She wasn’t lying. It was common for people to mistake her for a boy in public. Her parents used to get on her for it all the time. “It’s alright! I’m cool with being one of the bros, you know?” She tried to help him laugh it off a bit. “Just think of me as another pal! Uh... Do you still want lunch..? I understand if not! I don’t want to burden you.”
Crunching Bones
Dahye had never performed before. Her parents had made it their mission to hide her away instead of displaying her to the world. For that reason, the last time she had been in front of a crowd like this was probably at some sporting event, and even then, she wasn’t alone. She was the one that requested not doing a full set on the main show for the opening night. She could happily hang out in her own area of the sideshows and try to wow her smaller scale audience. That would at least give her an idea of people’s reactions, and whether she would even be good enough for the main show.
“Let’s see, let’s see,” she began as she scanned the audience for muscular individuals. “I like to figure out who I’m trying to impress before I actually do anything.” Her tone was joking, and there were a few chuckles in the audience. “Okay! I think officially see the most muscular dude in the room right back there--” She pointed with an obvious grin and the man seemed to enjoy the attention, flexing and showing off. “Awesome! So let me just start off by saying, there’s no way in hell I’m fighting that guy, so don’t get your hopes up--” A mixture of laughter and disappointed ‘aww’ sounds. “But no worries! I can still prove I’m stronger than him! I mean, guys, c’mon, my name is Crunch!” She clapped and walked over to a giant anvil. “Now I know what you’re thinking! You want me to lift it up. I’m betting Mr. Strong back there can’t do it, though. If you compare our sizes, you’ll see how badly this is gonna go... But just for the sake of proof, come on up!”
The strong man came forth and made a feeble attempt at lifting the anvil, until Crunch gave him a look with a raised eyebrow that implied questioning his manhood. Then he gave it a good go, but the object only budged on one side, and never came off the ground. “Alright, awesome. Thanks for your assistance,” she said as the audience clapped, and she put her hand on top of the anvil. “So we see how this is gonna go, right? I’m so little, there’s no possible way... Who wants me to lift it?” Loud cheers erupted from the audience. With a nod, she gripped, and started to pull. Her arms stretched, and stretched, until it looked almost like they’d dislocate, and then she let go. Pretending to be out of breath, she heard shocked gasps as her arms hung out in the air as though they were made of rubber. She pretended to laugh nervously. “Oh. Whoops! Well that’s a bit off, wouldn’t you say? Let me just fix that--” She bit onto the collar of her shirt and pretended to blow, as though her arms were inflatable, and then both arms gained structure from the shoulders down, looking normal again.
“Now, again, I know what you’re thinking! What a trick, right? Telling you I’m super strong and stuff, and then not delivering? I forgot to mention... I’m more flexible than everyone as well.” She smiled, twisting her arms behind her back in a position that should not be possible. “Surprise! I’m actually a contortionist...” She curved her spine, bending not forward or backwards, but to the side, touching her palms to the ground as though she’d been split in half. People were stunned. She flipped over the anvil and then picked it up over her head, her muscles looking much larger now, bulging. “No worries, though. Obviously you just came for this, right? No problem!” Crunch pretended to drop it on her foot with a loud THUD, eyes suddenly growing wide, and the entire audience gasped. She quickly pushed the anvil to the side, revealing a crushed sneaker where her foot should have been. To the audience’s amazement, it then started growing, puffing back up, until she kicked the shoe off to reveal a normal foot. The tent broke out into applause. She laughed and bowed. “Thank you!”
It feels so natural, she thought with excitement. I’m meant to be here...
With that, she headed to the back of the tent, quickly plopping down when she was hidden and rubbing at her foot. No muscle or bone damage, of course, but some of the nerves were protesting such treatment as it began to bruise. “Ugh, come on, you didn’t even really get hurt!” Only the skin was sensitive, and she rolled her eyes as she put the shoe back on and stood up. “Alright, fine. No more anvil drops.”
Arrival
freakxemrys:
As Crunch said that his ability was terrifying but impressive, he was torn. Emrys didn’t want to scare the other, but he did like that they were impressed. It was nice to be making a new friend even if he couldn’t see their face. He couldn’t wait to be able to put a face to the name and the voice. It was really frustrating floundering around blindly.
He blinked as Crunch said they were in the kitchen tent. He had hardly noticed the lighting change. That made him frown slightly. Was his vision getting worse or had he just been super distracted? “Well… They would probably put them somewhere hard to find. So maybe in bins. Or even the fridges… They will be really thick round glasses..” He said, letting go of her arm and moving to where he could start feeling around himself. He closed his eyes and went about things, glad somi had set up things as they had been before. Muscle memory worked wonders. “Dang, I only feel utensils. Anything?”
“Fridges? Really? Who would want to chill your glasses that way?” Dahye hurried to the cold containers, starting to open fridge doors and glancing through them, reaching back where she couldn’t see. “Don’t hurt yourself, be careful feeling around and all that!” she warned. She would freak out if the first person she met started bleeding or something on her watch. “Wait... I feel something that feels like...” She pulled them from the back of the fridge, watching how they fogged up once outside. “Glasses! Hey! I think I found them!” She ran to his side, holding them out to him.
Dancing
freakxali:
“Ohh, I see…” Souta nodded slowly. He wasn’t sure what exactly her problems were, but he understood isolation. “I’m not really any good at English myself. Back at school, well… It’s been a long time,” he murmured.
Dahye nodded as well, grinning when he admitted he wasn’t the best at English. English for her, on the other hand, was the only language she could speak perfectly. “You really could come dance. It may make you happy!” She motioned to the area next to her once more.
