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[center][h1][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev [/color][/h1]
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Location:  The Tent City.[/center]
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 [color=9e005d]“'HO DARES VHEN I'M IN A HURRY!!?”[/color] Constantin had roared at his apparent stop in his tracks with the phrase 'You cannot pass!' of all things. He was in a real hurry and luckily for whomever had stopped him, green light to continue was given moments later. Someone was up for a punch... or two.

 [color=9e005d]“Да! Cold veather gear! Bedwarmer! Coat! Anythign to use for varmth!”[/color] Constantin stated as Vlad had pulled the bedwarmer and stormed inside.

 The firewalker proceeded to enter the tent and drop the rest of the things by the side of the entrance. He saw some family and unfamiliar faces here. It didn't matter much though, all that was of importance was that Veta got better.

 [color=9e005d]“Can I help anyhow else?”[/color] He asked, running a hand across his still wet hair. The chill had settled in onto his body because of the wet clothes as he shivered, but he placed Veta above himself right now. There were few things he valued his friends and family from the circus more than anythign else.