Asha's vibrant eyes shifted from the vampire, to the werewolf, and then back to the handsome vampire. [i]This is the most fucked up dream I've ever had. When am I going to wake up?[/i] A two-headed beauty approached the human with arms outstretched. "Welcome to our ranks, darling! We're so excited to have you." The two spoke in unison as they rocked the Gypsy back and forth in a warm embrace.

It was terribly uncomfortable.

The ringmaster clapped her hands, pulling everyone's attention back to her. Where it should be. At all times. "There will be time to get to know Asha in the days to come, but now it is time for us all the retire. We are leaving before the sun." There was no room for argument. As everyone began to disperse she approached the demon Kaine. "She is not a piece of meat for your enjoyment, Kaine. If I have my way she'll end up with Flynn. Stay away from her. I have plans for her, and I would rather you not get in the way of them." To punctuate her sentence she kissed his forehead and ran her hand over his delicate cheek. He was so demonically handsome. A useful little tool in the days, weeks, and months to come.

"Asha, darling, Efren will need some time to set up your tent. Feel free to explore a little while you wait, but do not stay up too late...you don't want the monsters to gobble you up."

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The delicate blonde watched as everyone trickled out and waved at those who turned to wave at her. Too much had happened in such a short amount of time, and there was a nagging sensation at the base of her skull that she was forgetting something. Had she come to the circus with someone? If so, who had she come with? Where were they now? It was difficult to remember; everything seemed to...disappear once she signed the contract. She turned to Flynn and Taj, "I'm going to take Iliana up on the offer to explore. Don't worry about staying up on my account. I'll catch you both in the morning." Before either could argue she made her way outside, desperately searching for a place to hide and decompress while she smoked a joint. Or two.

She settled at the base of a gnarled tree, crossing her legs as she lit a joint. Asha inhaled the thick white smoke and held it in her lungs for as long as she could before exhaling it through her nose. She was a dragon. A beautiful, mythical creature of epic proportions. "Tell me what you wish, cards..."