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[apendaye]

>Be the groggy patient.

Groggy would be an understatement. You felt like you got hit by a bus and then tossed through a sleep chamber for an hour. An hour too short anyways. Your eyes cracked open and you found the light was too bright and your head was too sore. "Nngh.." A few short steps resounded in your ears and darkness fell over your eyes. "S..Serena?" You muttered the name and she peeked under the hand shielding your eyes. "Present, sweetie. How ya feelin'?" If only you could answer. 

You gave a short groan instead as you lifted your IV riddled arm to shield your eyes yourself. She moved her hand and sat on the edge of the bed carefully to inspect you. "Want me to call the nurse in here?" You furrowed your brows. "Huh? ... What happened?" You didn't remember hardly anything at all. It was a wonder you even remembered your own name let alone her's. "You fell off the aerial hoop. The doctors said you were very lucky, all because you twisted to fall on your right side." 

"So that's why I can't move my right arm.. How am I supposed to take care of Sophie like this? Or do my work? How am I supposed to help Gustav? You can't take care of Sophie the whole time. What about Dib? Mandy? Did Canary give you any problems? I don't know about this, what am I supposed to do? I can't be useless, Serena. I just can't." You were talking so fast that she could barely keep up, but she was more concerned with the heart monitor right now. 

It didn't take but a moment and the room was swarmed with a few nurses and the doctor. They shooed Serena away and took your arm from your eyes to inject a bit of sedative into the IV. You were panicking. What about everyone you were supposed to be taking care of? What about Mandy? Was she still going through with the bounty hunter thing? Had she already left? You didn't get to say goodbye. YOu didn't get to apologize for yelling at her. 

This wasn't okay. None of this was okay. You tried to get up but they held you down and you clenched your jaw in pain before the black started to take over your sight and mind. Soon enough, you were out like a light again. Meanwhile, Serena was standing in the corner, fighting off tears with fingers pressed to her lips. 

"Is he okay??" She asked the question meekly and the doctor nodded, explaining that it was a panick attack and that you'd be fine. That you had just been overwhelmed and needed some time to process the events. Trauma was hard to deal with, especially something of this caliber. She nodded, sitting back down and looking over to the bassinet that contained Sophie. "Dumb idiot... Always worried about everyone else but himself. Ain't that right, Sophie?" 

[apendaye]

|Worm eaten sky|

You had gotten home and cleaned up after your talk with Mister Gustav, having asked what the proper attire would be for the acts you needed to perform. Of course, he merely said to bring yourself and the other artists would get your costume ready. You hoped that there wasn't going to be anything too ridiculous going on with your outfit, but you figured- Hey, it's a circus, ridiculous and strange was kind of the idea concerning clothes. Or extravagant and beautiful for some performers. 

You took a shower, cooked, and ate enough protein to help you get along with burning all the calories. Despite your busy days, you did take care of yourself. When you glanced up at the clock, you found yourself tying your curls up once more before you were heading out the door to your car. Of course you got to the tent earlier than the show by a couple hours, wanting to go over the act and costume details and practice first. Upon arrival, you were greeted by a family of artists who were just as eccentric and cheerful as Gustav. 

You all talked and got familiar with one another before you were put in costume. And of course, you were put into a funny outfit. Not as ridiculous as it could have been, though. The black elastic fabric went down to your ankles and wrists, detailed with blue swirls and embroidery all over as it cut down into a v-neck style in the front. You put on the black flats given to you and immediately went on to practice the acts. From Aerial ribbons to the tight rope, you knew they'd remove the net during the show. However, you were well off due to your years of doing parkour and skate boarding. 

Look at you, joining a circus all for the sake of helping. You chuckled at the thought and when it came show time, one of the girls tied your hair into a loose pony tail that sat at the back of your neck instead of up. Well, at least it'd keep your hair out of your face during the show. 

[apendaye]

|High Rope|

It was eating away at you, the constant realization of what you had done. Every part of you was riddled with guilt as you tried everything you could to push it away and still retain some of your sanity. In your head you pleaded to no one to forgive you for how you had treated them, but you couldn't escape the reality. Painting helped for a few hours, but then it was just you furiously splattering the paint across the canvas. So you resorted to your next method of venting. 

It was going to be dark soon, you knew. So you pulled your hair up tight and got dressed. Black jersey shorts, green tank top, and your tennis shoes. You grabbed up your player, headphones on full blast as Too was playing when you walked out the door. If there was one thing that helped you, it was the mix of adrenaline and physical strength used to bounce from platform to platform. 

Parkour had always been a pass time of your's, and you had been doing it for the better part of two decades. Even while you were on your little vacation, you still took part in it, using what ever you could. You went to the streets of The City, climbing the fire escape to the top of the complex before you crouched down slightly. Gauging the distance and force needed, you suddenly bolted forward. Your heart rate spiked the moment your foot hit the edge of the building and you leaped. Soaring between the buildings, you flipped, rolled, perried, and twisted from structure to structure. 

Winding your way down stairs, through windows of abandoned places, and all around the architectures. The adrenaline coursing through your veins climbing as you met jump for jump. You miscalculated, hands grasping the rough brick of the edge of the next building as you smacked into it. Darting your vision downwards for a moment, you looked back up and pulled yourself up and took a running start before you continued with the dangerous stunts. 

You stopped short of your next step, stepping onto the edge of the building before you looked down. The jump was too far to make, so you wondered if there was a place you could wall jump down. Then you spotted the vertical pipe and then the horizontal flag pole. Taking a good ten steps back, you darted for the pipe first. Grasping it and flinging yourself around, you let go and grabbed the flag pole. 

After swinging yourself around it a few times, you let go and flipped forward, kicking off of it mid turn to throw yourself at the next building. Your hands clutched the rough brick and you kicked off the wall to flip yourself up to the top of it. Panting slightly, you decided it was best to take a break. So you got down from the building using the fire escape, wiping the sweat from your brows before you were approached by a very.. Strange.. Looking fellow. 

"Hello hello my friend! I couldn't help but to notice your skills above!" You blinked a few times, offering up a small smile to the eccentric man. "Hello, oh? You saw that, huh? Sorry if I startled you or something." Leave it to you to apologize first and foremost. "No not at all! In fact, I was wondering if you would like to put those skills to use!" Okay, no were confused. "Pardon?" He beamed a smile and took a bow. 

"I am the ring master of the circus! I was looking for a local artist to replace one of our performers who twisted their ankle pretty badly last night! Your skills are perfect for the job! If you're willing of course! It would be a great help!" You listened carefully and raised a brow. The circus? That sounded a little out of yoru league. Yet he said it would be helpful, and you were always urged by your kindness to help others constantly. 

"What would the  entail?" He seemed to get excited as he realized you might accept the request. "Aerial acrobatics! Aerial ribbons, the trapeze, robe walking, and the aerial hoop!" Wait, so basically all of the stunts that were performed up high? You figured that was similar to what you did during your parkour sessions, and it seemed interesting. It could be a good vent method. 

"How long would you need me?" "Just for a month! We're only here for a month and we can't change up performers too much. So if you wouldn't mind filling in and then taking on a partner when the original performer is better, that would be amazing my good man!" Well, from what you knew, the circus performed in the late afternoons into the night. You went over all the details with him and figured that it wasn't going to interfere with your job. 

Plus, it seemed like it would be fun and you did like the circus as a kid. So you figured you might as well since it would help the man out. You were always doing what you could for others, and if your skills would come in handy, well you couldn't deny him that. So it seemed you'd be performing in the circus for the next month as an aerial artist. Could be interesting.