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[b][u]Phillis Circus: Big Top[/b][/u]

"This is all so... unnecessary." Guinevere frowned as Baltimore made her entrance. "What have we become, a target for terrorism? I fear for our other members..."

The turtle atop Aria remained as still as ever, not only building painful pressure between itself and the floor, but also worsening the injury in her shoulder. While Aria was still able to move, the pain was a lot to bear. Despite this, Guinevere looked at the illusionist without a hint of remorse across her features. Instead, her concern was elsewhere - "Isabella, please tell me the others are faring all right."

The ringmaster strode back to the pile of plushes she had dropped and knelt down beside it. She lovingly brushed her gloved hands along the two nearest to her - a dressy mouse and a monocle'd rabbit. Like smooth wind-up toys, the two plushes were suddenly reanimated. They stood themselves up, shaking our their fur like domesticated dogs, before tittering and tottering after the fallen Aria. Even Petra the panda ceased her prowling, if only to watch the toys make their move.

The mouse, Phoebe O'Cutie, stood on one side of Aria's face, uncomfortably staring into her eyes if she continued to look in its direction (where all the on-stage action was happening). The rabbit, Sir Theodore, hopped by her shoulder, curiously eying the dagger jutting out of it.

"That should keep her occupied for a spell." Sighing, Guinevere turned away from Aria and looked to the back curtains. "Dearest Baltimore, please..."

Without turning her head, Baltimore glanced to the ringmaster. She gulped. Unnoticed, she gave a sharp tug to the hand behind her back - and the turtle atop Aria toppled over, now rolling to her uninjured shoulder as opposed to the center of her back. This caused the mouse plush to jump excitedly.