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

Lute was so, [i]so[/i] annoyed that a person with a mindset of this caliber existed in the planet. In fact, he was so irritated that he wanted to slap Sammie and maybe dunk her head in a barrel of water. “You know,” the virtuoso raised a hand to his forehead, a dark scowl spread over his features as he pinched the bridge of his nose, “why don’t you take anger management lessons from your brother? Or at least clean out your ears, for heaven’s sake! I’ve been yapping all about how I’m not the problem here, and you keep thinking that squashing me is going to make everything sparkly and perfect again. Ugh. What a child.” His complaint didn’t seem to matter to her so in the end he just gave up and ignored the angry girl. Cammie, on the other hand, easily caught the virtuoso’s attention.

[i]"What are you and your friends doing here? You're clearly not... evil. Do you have a vendetta against the circus or...?"[/i]

Ha. “Ah, yes. I’m so glad my aura of gentility and compassion shone through. Never does when I needed to convince the moneylender to stop bothering me for a few. Anyway… You seem sane, unlike a certain someone I’m not going to mention, so I think it would be fair to warn you. We’re following the trail on a mass kidnapping gig,” he grimaced and then gestured at the burning tents with one hand, “key words were ‘investigate’ and ‘peacefully’. Yeah, don’t look at me like that. Shit hit the fan.” But then, the batty chick started screaming- which the guilder muted after a few agonizing seconds- about how fake Lute was and then produced a whip. From what it looked like, she was going to use that thing to hurt him...? Maker, the woman just didn’t know how to give up!

[i]"I bet you that lovely white hair of his is just a stupid wig. Just like his whole persona!"[/i]

“Oh gods, not again! Lay off on the anger pills, lady!” His hair was not a wig, thank you very much. Lute sighed, apologized to Cammie, and then- surprise, surprise- charged straight towards the boy’s sister. He really, [i]really[/i] wanted to knock her out just so he could finally do something useful without worrying about a fireball burning his pants off. When he was within reach of her, he mimicked the same move she pulled on him earlier, which was lunging with his arms extended in an attempt to fall splat on her.