Inside her trailer Cici got to work gathering her supplies and primping herself up. For the most part Priscilla's job was to lure people inside the show, she often stood by the doors leering people in with quick sword play tricks and involvements of the audience. Nothing quite gives someone a rush then being ask to pull a sword from a woman's throat, or watching a burst of flames shoot into the sky. Today would be no different, besides that fact that she would get herself a spot in the schedule to perform her special trick she had been working on earlier this morning.

Priscilla curled her hair into clips, making herself a very pin-up style woman; red lipstick, cat eyes, and dusty eye shadow. During the off times Cici did like to wear a lipstick here and there, but didn't like to cake on the makeup too much, it was good to feel free every once in awhile. Placing on a red floral corset with a red skirt, she was ready to go. Packing her small duffle bag she included; a metal ball, one long sword, a few small daggers, her fire breathing supplies, a bottle of water, and her pack of smokes. She threw it over her shoulder and exited back from her trailer, coming back to where some of the group were still hanging around. 

Approaching next to Virgil, she caught a whiff of his sweet cigar. [i]"Yum."[/i] she cooed, placing her bag on the ground as she looked around to what everyone else was doing, and where Grigori wanted her to be for the beginning of the night; whether it be right by the entrance of the big top or close by the ticket entrance.