#cirquehyoyeon

[excirque-nichhorvejkul]

10 Out of 10 || Nichkhun - Hyoyeon

 Nichkhun emerged from his tent just before noon. Conforming to the troupe's odd sleeping patterns was more difficult than he originally thought. (Flipping one's sleep cycle was easier when it was unintentional.) But to the shifter's surprise, he wasn't the only one up and about; in fact it seemed like most of the Cirque was outside under the warm rays of the sun – a rare sight indeed. Though they didn't seem to be walking around aimlessly. The air was busy and full of order.

He assumed, by the sight, that it was the group's efforts to clean up after the storm. Feeling obligated to help considering his recently-confirmed membership, Nichkhun stepped further into the open and began searching the area for any sign of needed help. Fortunately it didn't look as if the storm had caused any serious damage, but it appeared as though it did result in countless small mishaps. The more looked though, the more he became distracted from his original intentions. He still wanted to help, but for different reasons.

Nichkhun had been there for a week and he still just could not get over the quality of the women in the Cirque. Of course it could have been the simple fact that they were Asian. Asian women held a certain appeal for him. Their skin was milky and soft; they had curves in all the right places. He really hit the jackpot coming to Korea.

As he went on, admiring the living beauties, one sight in particular caught his attention. His legs went no further the moment his eyes made contact with the all too familiar image of a woman's ass sticking out in mid-air. He raised a brow and observed further. The young woman was positioned standing on a ladder and leaning over the edge of a large tank filled with water. She seemed to be fishing out leaves and other debris the storm carelessly left behind.

She is definitely my clean-up partner.

His gaze went on to her legs, and man did they go on for days. Just as his imagination was beginning to take off though, Nichkhun's mind decided to throw a completely meaningless question to him: What exactly was that huge ass tank for? He didn't know everyone's ability, but then again he couldn't think of one which would require an oversized glass of water. Maybe it wasn't for a show though. Maybe … the group occasionally did some type of fear factor bit when they wanted to have fun. He'd heard that they didn't leave the campground and travel to the city often, and if they did it was usually for work.

Without another thought the young man sauntered over to the woman on the ladder and leaned his shoulder against the glass tank. He gave the blonde another look over before ascending his gaze to look at her face. “Need any help? I'm all free.” He smirked before adding, “And I mean free in more than one way.”

He had to have guts to hit on one of the members so soon, especially after just joining. Well … either guts or naivety, and Nichkhun would be more than likely to have both – his confidence sourcing from his ignorance.  

[ex-cirque-dohee]

Tentmates || Hyoyeon & Dohee

After finally having her fill of exploring a large amount of the cirque, Dohee decided it was time to checkout her own tent, and maybe meet her tentmates if they were present. The cirque had been fun to explore, but by now it was nearly time for the sun to peek over the horizon, and she was exhausted. This new sleeping schedule would certainly be hard to adjust to, but Dohee was always up for a challenge. Besides, the prospect of the cirque life was still far too exhilarating for her to consider some of downfalls that might exist.

In her possession, Dohee actually only have a single luggage, if you could call it that. Living at the orphanage did not provide her with many personal possession or much money to buy any, so a worn backpack served as her temporary luggage for now. Inside lay a few outfits and toiletries- the standard items for traveling- but also she had a few little trinkets, objects her parents had that were given to later at the orphanage. Those Dohee held dearest, as any child would. She was not ashamed with how little she possessed, and actually held quite high prospects of buying more as she worked at the cirque, and who knows, perhaps even a nice, colorful luggage to put it all in.

Dohee briefly appreciated the neon pink material of the tent, letting her natural color morph into the fluorescent hue to fully appreciate it. After spending a moment or so studying the beautiful color of her arm, she changed back into normal, stepping into the tent with a quickly glance around. The inside resembled other tents she had wandered into that day, at least with the overall arrangement of cots and personal belongings. At first she did not even notice the other girl in the room, too busy eagerly thinking about where her own space would be and how she could make is her own. This was quite backwards compared to usual, Dohee typically being the unnoticed one when she pulled pranks on unsuspecting victims. But so much excitement in one day left the little trickster, for once in her life, too tired to spend time scoping out an area and popping out at someone. Yes, getting her own space ready so she could sleep could not possibly sound any better at the moment.

[light-minwoo-blog]

➸ Running Free ⇡⇡ Minwoo & Hyoyeon

Joining the circus had been all fine and dandy, he had been welcomed by some of the members and others had just eyed him wary. The young boy guessed that was only logical, there were some people her that had been through serious troubles. Minwoo almost felt stupid for the minor troubles he went through before coming here. The fact was only, that he couldn't leave the circus grounds, something he disliked greatly. Not that he wanted to leave the circus but he did want to explore the city they were in. Aomori was a city the boy had only heard about on television and never seen with his own two eyes. And this was such a good opportunity to do just that. 

Minwoo passed a sign with "Midnight Circus" on it, the night was nice against his skin and he chuckled as he walked off the circus grounds. No one was keeping him closed in. After spending a year travelling around on his own he barely knew what it was like to stay at one place for more than a few days. Minwoo inhaled deeply as he walked past the trees and onto a street. It was silent out and most people were already asleep, Minwoo wondered what they dreamed about and if they were happy where they were. A small thought went to his own parents before he pressed his lips together in distaste and shook his head. He didn't need to think about his family any longer. He had joined this circus now and they would become his new family, or something close to it. Belonging to a group was already better than being all on his own to be honest. 

As he mused about these things he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. His time on the streets had made him wary of what could happen to a young and frail kid like himself in the dark so he immediately sped up. He heard the steps behind him go faster too. "You wanna race?" he muttered to himself as he felt his heartbeat quicken as his feet moved themselves quicker over the street. They neared some street lanterns, and Minwoo not liking the idea of being in the line of sight of his, assumed, attacker narrowed his eyes as he concentrated and absorbed the light. Darkness surrounded him and the one following him now and the only thing making it able to see where he was going was the dim light from the moon. 

Adrenaline made him laugh as he ran through the streets, who ever followed him had a good stamina and Minwoo was more of a dancer, not someone that could run long miles. He started to get out of breath as he turned left, then right and left again. Nice, now he was being chased and lost on top of that. Really a good job No Minwoo. He cursed himself as he jumped and tried to climb over a low wall into someone's garden to hide. 

[freak-jiyong]

sneaking to shop :: hyoyeon & jiyong

One of the first rules explained to him was that he wasn't allowed to roam outside of the cirque. Though even with that instruction, he couldn't help but break the rule. They were in Japan now, an entirely new place to him, so how could he not break it? He didn't plan on getting himself caught, which is why he woke up relatively early (on the Midnight Circus' clock) to get out and explore this new place. He was rather nervous about telling anyone or asking for anyone to join him. If they said no, and later noticed he wasn't around, they could potentially let it "slip" and Jiyong would end up in a lot of trouble.

The last thing he wanted was to face the three stooges and explain to them why he was out by himself when it was clearly stated that he couldn't do it. So instead of risking it by telling anyone, he woke himself up at 5 PM to set off for the shops that were just a while away from where they were now. The perk about the circus was that in order to get business, they had to set up near a popular area. Jiyong felt lucky that they were near clothing shops and other accessory stores.

The money Jiyong had was limited, but it was enough so that he could buy multiple items. He stuffed the cash into his jean pocket and slipped on a white sweatshirt. He grabbed a beanie and put it on so that it covered his undone circus-do, since he didn't really like it when it wasn't fixed up. He already thought of a new style, that he decided to show off when the crew leaves for their next destination. 

He zipped up his tent slowly, to avoid any loud noises that could wake up the rest of the cirque. The quiet circus seemed more like a camp ground than a place for performances and such. Jiyong already couldn't wait until they went back to the home island, simply because he had an actual bed there. It was little things like that, that people took advantage of. Maybe one day the circus will gain a big boast in popularity, which brings in enough of a profit to buy everyone beds! Aish, or maybe that's just wishful thinking.

He walked his way over to the edge of the circus grounds. He took one more look around and started to casually move away from the cirque. His fingers were crossed, silently praying no one catches him.