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	Once the two were situated they were told to hold on tight before the riders took off, leaving the woman that was with Virginia when she came out there at the manor. They weren't waiting on her, in fact Virginia had instructed her she wasn't coming with them. The man that Virginia was riding with chuckled slightly as they reached a neck breaking speed. "Oh, you have much to learn. Mamushka is the dance of Russia! It is a skill! The Great Bahzooli is a master at the dance!" he said brightly. 

	The one who had James with him laughed brightly. "Dah! Bahzooli teach! Many dance the Mamushka in circus. If dance is not in you, perhaps song is! Tatushka is beautiful! Grand Duchess is bonded to the Great Bahzooli, when the two come together it is greatest act on earth!" he exclaimed as they kept pushing their horses forward. It was as if the stallions were possessed the speed in which they moved. Their handlers jumping over obstacles instead of darting around them. Moving as closely as the crow flies as they could. 

	"Russia! Vhere is Russia? Oh ho oh! Russia is to your east! It is the east! From the ice covered lands to the north to the warm beaches to the south, mountains, danger, strong men, beautiful women. A frozen vonderland with tigers, volves, bears! Ve shov you at circus! Yes, ve shov you!" he said as they continued. He kept going on and on about the Circus and Russia. About the acrobats, the knife throwers, the fire walkers, the trick horse riders, even the small animals who did tricks. 

	Meanwhile the one with Virginia was much more soft spoken. "Dah, Mamushka is time honored skill of Circus. At times in past ve have taught dance to those we feel are special. Not as skill but as dance. Your family must have been close to circus at one point, or to royal family to know the dance," he said as the circus came into view. He did not slow as they rushed passed the gate and into the circus proper, barreling passed several carriages. 
	
	
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[h1][b][i][color=a187be]Elizaveta Romanova[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4ytxwGdt01qhube3o3_250.gif[/img][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Russian Imperial Tent City: Her Tent[hr][/center]
	Adam looked up towards Vlad as his eyes widened and he nodded quickly. "Oh yes, please!" he said with excitement. Looking over at the new woman that showed up he squeaked out a "hello," in a small voice before turning his attention back to Vlad and grinning. He was going to see someone throw knives, very circus! It seemed to quell his questions before he darted off towards the main tent and started looking around. He would look over his shoulder from time to time to make sure he stayed in the line of sight of Vlad. There was so much going on. So much food. People practicing and warming up for an act of some sort. 

	Adams little fingers fanned out as he looked at all the food and he licked his lips. Yet he didn't touch anything. Biting down on his bottom lip he reached out and tugged on the pants leg of a slender man with light hair and bright eyes. "Da?" the man said in question as he looked down at Adam. The boy looked nervous as he pointed over at a tray of meat. "You vant? hungry?" he asked and Adam nodded. 

	"P...please sir, may I have some?" he asked.The mans face split into a smile and he reached over, picking up a nice slice of meat that had been seared and seasoned. "Thank you! Thank you!" Adam exclaimed as he took the meat from the man's fingers and devoured it quickly, still muttering even more thanks with his mouth full of food. 

	"Haha! Yes, enjoy! You so thin, you look like you break. Let us get you more. Come vith me!" he said but Adam didn't move and pointed over towards Vlad. "Ah, you vith him?" he asked and Adam nodded. "Bahzooli! [sub]1[/sub]Я беру мальчика за еду," he called out. He was one of the trapeze artists that had been with the circus since he was a toddler more than thirty years ago. "I am Petrov, you are?"

	"Adam..." he said as he kept his eyes on Vlad and waited for the okay. He wasn't going anywhere without the mans okay at this point. Not with the Grand Duchess and the Nun busy elsewhere. 

	Veta sighed a bit. [color=a187be]"Yes, I understand but I must make haste. Longer I take, more time Vlad have to find out I am gone. I leave once I am done with the council. I must make haste. I cannot let anyone knov vhere I go, I cannot let you come if you must inform others. Too much at risk,"[/color] she said as she slipped her feet into her slippers and adjusted her gown slightly. She understood what Mary had to do, it was a lot. 

	[color=a187be]"Allov boys to stay in Circus. They have protected me nearly vhole life. No vhere fully safe but this is safest there is. Circus can travel anyvhere, no questions, people avoid mostly vhen not here for a show. And no better skills than those vhoved trained a life time,"[/color] she added as she turned and looked down at Myska. [color=a187be]"[sub]2[/sub]Пойди, сегодня вечером мы бежим."[/color]

	Myska got up and yawned deeply as Veta stepped over towards the flap of her tent. Pushing it back Myska walked out and headed towards the main tent as Veta glanced back at Mary. [color=a187be]"I believe they are arriving,"[/color] she said and motioned over towards the main road through the center of the tent city. Several carriages were rolling in with the marks of the council on the cabs. Before them were two horses. One carrying a man and Virginia, the other carrying another man and James.
 
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1 - I take the boy for food
2 - Go eat, tonight we run
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