Her eyes might have had a tinge of crazy to them, as she scanned over the crowd, giving into that desire of building anticipation, as she could feel the heat of the gun barrel caressing the side of her face, the smell of burnt gunpowder filling her nostrils. Her hand moved to pop open the chamber of the revolver, giving it another spin, before she slapped it shut, and reaimed the weapon to her temple. 

Her eyes found Percy and Nerissa for a moment, gazing intently at them, as she tried to think of her plans for the after show. There had been something, that she was sure of. Though the faint tingle against her waistcoat informed her of danger, as she snapped the gun back, firing off another shot, filling the theater with another loud 'boom', as she shattered blew through another one of the targets, the gun kicking hard against her palm.

Another burst of screams sounded, though Topsy ignored it, flipped open the barrel, and gave it another spin for snapping it closed. Again, gun to her head, she dry fired one more, the empty 'click' of the gun once more drowned out by cries. Cries that only worsened when she pulled again, and fired another blank, the crowd now antsy with anticipation, though Topsy kept working on. 

She worked her way down of course, the rate of firing, spinning, and firing again. She worked her way down the targets, her wand serving as her little 'trick' to avoid the danger, though the cries of the crowd seemingly grew more frantic. Again, her gaze return to Percy and Nerissa as she fired off the second last bullet, leaving only one target remaining, though Topsy still cocked back the hammer of the gun, and returned to her temple. The tingle of danger informed her of what was to come, though she had planned this from the start.

Time to see if her incantations were really all that she chalked them up to be. Her gaze stuck with the pair, Topsy giving them a small wink as she went into her final explanation, feeling pretty certain that these might have been the contacts she was to be expecting. How tragic though, that the ministry was personally asking for her help with this case. [color=7ea7d8]"Now folks, as you know, I like to end my show with a bang. So, given there's no bigger way than to end this-"[/color] In almost one fluid motion, Topsy squeezed the trigger, the gun discharging as the smoke filled the stage once more. Something clearly fluid like sprayed from where the woman had stood, her body falling forward, the now empty gun falling away from her hand, as Topsy hit the floor with a 'thud'. The audience erupted into screams of horror, and for a moment, it seemed that something had gone amiss.

But no one rushed to the stage, nor did blood pool from Topsy as she laid there. It took a handful of breaths before the crowd would notice the young woman sat on her knees, looking to the audience with the biggest grin on her face, the spent bullet proudly being shown between her teeth as she slowly rose to stand, waving as she did so, though she left her top hat behind her. It took several moments longer before the crowd finally began to start cheering, and Topsy reveled in it.

The voice of the announcer broke out over the audience, as Topsy slowly collected her gun, and hat, then with almost catlike grace, bowed to the audience in a quick motion. [color=7bcdc8]"Everyone, give it up for Topsy Thompson!" [/color]Her escape route opened in the floor behind her, and she eagerly stepped back, giving a small hop as she did so, before disappearing into the stage before. 

The curtain would close behind her as she vanished, the magician landing gleefully on the padded mattress below the stage, as she took a moment to just enjoy the sounds of the crowd up above her, though her fingers rubbed furiously at the numb sensation on her cheek. Turning part of her face into ballistic gel for a few seconds had taken quite a bit of practice, but doing it without the vocal components had without a doubt been the most challenging spell she had done in recent memory. Not to mention, it kinda...hurt doing this. Still, the thudding of her heart and the quickening of her pulse was well enough the reward, and after a moment of enjoying her own cleverness, she'd be off and returning to her show room.

Though, as the audience began to clear out, Percy and Nerissa would be approached by the bunny girl from earlier, holding a very obvious invitation to join Topsy backstage. [color=7bcdc8]"Miss Thompson was informed she would be expecting visitors, and you two, seem the visiting sort, yes?"[/color] She inquired, her gaze seemed friendly enough, though Nerissa would feel a sharp piercing gaze from the woman as the invitation was exchanged, before the bunny girl withdrew, almost seeming to disappear into the scenery of the theater.

Meanwhile, Topsy took to sitting at her makeup table, top hat sitting up on the table itself, when 'Miss Topsy' returned. Topsy smiled, looking back to her creation, as she motioned it further into the room, the door shutting behind it. Halfway across the floor, 'Miss Topsy' reverted back into her true form, of a bunny, and gingerly pounced her way back to her owner, leaping up into Topsy's lap for well deserved ear rubs. [color=7ea7d8]"Well done little one, I do hope they enjoyed the show." [/color].

Now it was just to wait and see what came next.