[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev[/color][/b][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/7abab444934e1f8f30e883bdad0f71a0/tumblr_nrisnnDhEA1rmcs4lo6_500.gif[/img]
[hr][b][color=9e005d]Location:[/color][/b] Russian Imperial Circus - Tent City
[b][color=9e005d]Skills:[/color][/b] Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive) [hr][/center]
 
	[color=9e005d]“Yes, I think I vill actually do that as much as time grants.” [/color]He said to his family and cracked his neck that currently felt a little bit stiff.  Not that it would be a surprise all things considering. Fatigue had this insidious way of building up along the way when you least wanted it to. All that happened today was quite obvious, but the fact he felt tired was not something that can be avoided sadly. Hell they had even had a person die today in the absurd manner not even including soulless.[color=9e005d]” This has been one messed up day so far...”[/color] He mumbled and looked around, really thinking about the possibility of just walking back to their tent so he can go get some sleep.

	[color=9e005d]“Yeah, I will head to the tent for now... I feel tired.”[/color] He smiled and said to his parents. With the performance done and over with, he wanted to just go and relax on the bed for a little while. Then he'd probably wash his feet... walking on embers and coal did kind of make his feet more or less leave black steps behind anywhere he walks bare feet, not surprising also. With that he headed off. Frozen waters, high action performances, other general nonsense... long day.