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Lucien nodded slightly. There was a part of him that felt like the man would deny it, he was much to prideful, but he didn't see the harm in trying anyway.

"Well I'm glad that it was of help." He told him, before shifting his gaze to Cora, who was very much happy at the moment. He was glad for it, he knew how much she looked forward to these days.

It seemed Geralt had made his recovery very quickly, and was eager to move on in the day's events. He didn't mind, that was the rest of the day was intended for anyway.

"Yes of course, that is what the rest of the day is for." He said with a smile.

Ivory finally glanced away from Lucien and Geralt to look at Cora who had eagerly come her way.

"You're welcome." She told her. "Are you going to swim some more?" She asked. While she wanted nothing to do with it, she knew how much the mermaid enjoyed it. If she wasn't, then she'd certainly be inclined to get the woman some clothes.
Feeling Faolan's hand on his shoulder and seized his movement, looking up at his lover with confused eyes. At his response it now made more sense.. he understood where Faolan was coming from.. but he also didn't want Aurel to suffer if he could do anything about it. It was a hard choice.. but he knew that Faolan was right. Golden eyes trailed back tot he boy as Faolan spoke to him. It would ultimately be up to him.

Aurel looked from Lucien to Faolan. He was thankful that Lucien was willing to make his legs better, but it seemed that Faolan had not thought it to be the best idea. Faolan switched to a language he was unfamiliar with.. was it Irish? Since that's where he was from, and he simply looked on. Clearly they were having some sort of discussion. Eventually Faolan directed a question to him.

He pondered it for a second. It wasn't.. as bad as the pain he was used to. Johan's lashings and beatings hurt much more than this, and the effects of not taking his medicine were harder to deal with. If it was something like this he felt like he could deal with it. The boy didn't feel like Lucien would make him do anything that wouldn't help him.. and even though the larger man had appeared intimidating up to this point, Lucien had reassured him that he hadn't wanted to see him hurt.

"Four..?" He said, but wasn't too sure. It was the first time anyone had ever asked him to measure his pain. "I can take it." He responded. A bit of the soreness was a little familiar to him, back when he had first left the orphanage he had to do a lot of things he had never done, climbed trees, swam distances, and ran around a lot, it had taken a while for his body to get used to it. It had been so long he had almost forgotten the feeling. Maybe.. doing this would let him do those things again.

Despite her tired state, Ivory was still watchful of the rest of the filling process. She was honestly surprised to see Geralt help as much as he did. Was he just trying to show off? She wasn't really sure, but it seemed to have taken a bit of a toll on him. She didn't feel like this was an act. The man didn't seem to be the type to purposefully show weakness to this extent. She watched the exchange between him and Illy, but hadn't said or moved from where she was, as Lucien was quick to approach him.

The ringleader had noticed the magician's strain, and grew concerned. He didn't think he would end up pushing himself so far to get this done, but it was clear that he had been affected by it. He knew mental abilities could be strenuous on the mind, after all he had helped with Illyana's headaches on numerous occasions. He watched Illyana leave the man be fairly quickly, though he appreciated that despite her distrust and dislike of the man, she had still tried to help him.

"Geralt?" Lucien questioned as he approached, his voice soft. He didn't know how bad it was. He felt a little bad, as he found it unfair for Geralt to end up feeling ill at what was to be his own celebration.

"Are you alright? I know psychic abilities can be quite tiring at times.. I may be able to help with that? If you'd like?" He decided to offer, in case it was really that bad.
Lucien smiled as he saw that Geralt was actually going out of his way to help, putting whatever reasons he'd have for doing it aside, it was certainly helpful in speeding up the pace of things. Akane helped as much as she could, occasionally running to the back of the line and carrying empty buckets back to the front, hanging a couple off her tails. Even though this was all hard work, she did enjoy it. It was fun in it's own way.

Ivory continued her back and forth trip of handing buckets to Lucien, but after about an hour and a half had passed, she could feel her strength dwindling. The sun was no longer obscured by clouds, and she could almost feel it sapping at her energy. She grimaced slightly as she strained to pick up the next set of buckets, and heard Lucien landing behind her, who had seemingly noticed her struggle.

"I can take it from here. I think you're overdue for a break." Lucien said as he picked up the buckets in her stead. Ivory didn't protest, knowing she'd no longer be as helpful. She'd much rather stop now before she couldn't even go around carrying one.

"Even these arms get sore at times." She joked, not wanting to admit that she needed the rest because she no longer had the energy. "You on the other hand don't seem all that tired."

Lucien let out a chuckle at her words. "I've got quite a bit of stamina. Be sure to rest up." He said, before turning around and taking off again to drop off the buckets. Ivory took her leave, and headed for their makeshift mess area that provided a nice amount of shade. She sat down and let out a sigh, watching the progress continue. They had made very good progress, and after about half an hour had passed, they had finally finished.

"Good job everyone, this might just be a new record." Lucien said from atop the trailer, having been the last one to pour water inside. He glided down, and the carnies began to take the latter down to put it away.

"It's done!" Akane cheered, many others shared her relief.

Aurel exhaled, relieved that it was finally over. He was tired out, just like Illy. He had definitely not done any strenuous exercise in a while.. Part of him sometimes considered doing it again but.. it just wasn't the same, but it was always on these days that he almost wished he had. His stamina was quite lacking in comparison to long ago.

"Quite.. strenuous isn't it?" He joked to Illyana, who was in the same, if not worse position than him.
Lucien let out a small laugh at Faolan's comment. "Me? I think we can share equal blame for that one." He said before he reached for his hand and gently ran his fingers across it. [color=bulywood]"They'll get better soon and your youth shall return to you."[/color] He teased before releasing him.

The nephilim's mood had brightened considerably now that he had been able to fully enjoy Faolan's company. "I'm going to go check on Aurel." He said, before heading back to the trailer, but heard Faolan follow behind him. He quietly entered and peeked in, and saw the boy was still laying down. It seemed he had been right, but the sound of the door opening had awakened him.

"Hey.. how are you feeling?" He asked him.

"My legs hurt.." The boy complained as Lucien helped him sit up.

"Do they hurt to move?" He asked him, to which Aurel nodded, grimacing slightly as he tried to move them. It was likely from all the exercising he had done, after all he hadn't had hardly any chances to move his legs properly up until this point. He knew this kind of soreness was normal, he had gone through it himself when he had started training with Faolan but.. probably not to this extent.

"I could.. probably make it feel better.." He offered, if it was really too hard for him to handle.
Lucien let out a small chuckle. "Most do." He responded simply. Part of him wanted the magician to ask questions, only because it would allow him a chance to ask some of his own.

"If you insist, I shall not stop you." He added, before turning around and beginning to head to the others. Ivory had already begun, and had extended the four water-filled buckets to him as he approached her. He let out a chuckle before he took them from her with ease. As she went back to grab the other four empty ones she had nearby to refill once more, the nephilim took off into the air again, landing gracefully next to Stephen who sat on top of Cora's trailer, being the last one to pour them down into the tank. He gave the carnie a smile, before he emptied the buckets he held and then flew back down, where Ivory already had a new set waiting for him.

Meanwhile, Aurel had arrived at shore. He had picked up Cora's robe and moved it closer to the water so she could put it on if she decided to get out. He squeezed as much of the water as he could from his hair before he picked up his shirt and put it back on. Of course it got wet, but there wasn't much he could do about that. It would dry off fairly quickly with all the moving he would be doing.

It hadn't taken Akane too long to catch up to Aurel. She shook her tails a little, as they were a bit heavy from having been soaked in water. She was quick to join the others, and went to aid the carnies at the beginning of the line to fill newly received buckets and handing them off. She didn't mind helping out with this in the least, considering how happy Cora always was to have received nice and clean water in her tank.

Taking note of Faolan's glance over his shoulder, he could guess what his concern was. He couldn't blame him, doing this was risky, but Luicien wouldn't have instigated this if he thought they would get caught. He returned Faolan's kiss, before breaking for a moment to speak.

"Not to worry.. he's quite tired.. I left him laying down, he's probably asleep by now.. so.. expect no interruptions." He reassured, a smile tugging at his lips before he connected them to Faolan's once more. This seemed to be enough to assure Faolan that everything would be fine, and their kiss increased in passion and intensity. Lucien made his desire clear, as he shifted to wrap his legs around the Irishman, letting out a moan at the contact within their bodies. He was being impatient, and he wanted Faolan to know just how much he wanted him. After more exchanges of passionate kisses and gentle touches, the two men fully immersed themselves in the pleasure of each other's body's, trying to make the most of the time they now had together.

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They had almost lost track of time, but luckily it seemed Aurel was still very much asleep by the time they had decided to exit the lake. The Frenchman felt.. very much refreshed and quite pleased as he put on a fresh set of clothes, throwing his beloved a charming smile. "Best bath we've had in a while, hmm?" He teased.
Faolan's arousal stirred his own as the Irishman pulled him closer. Despite the coldness in the water, he felt warm at Faolan's side. He always did. The Frenchman smiled slightly against his lips as he returned the kiss with equal intensity, having missed being able to do this with him. He shifted slightly to pull them deeper into the water, so they could at least be more obscured, but made sure not to separate himself from Faolan. That was the last thing he wanted right now.

With the water making him weightless, Lucien lifted his body to wrap his arms around Faolan's neck, hand slowly trailing across his back as the space between them was practically nonexistent. He could feel the Irishman's excitement firmly against him, and it only made his own desire grow. He was too excited to back out now.

"I still.. owe you for two nights ago.. let's make the most of the time we have now yes?" He asked, his voice husky, eyes clearly reflecting his current desire. Aurel was most likely asleep by now, and Lucien wasn't about to waste this chance.
Lucien glanced over at Geralt's state as he had approached him. Was using this ability that taxing? He'd be sure to keep that in mind of so. He didn't want the man overworking himself. He already seemed quite tired this morning as it was.

"Looks can be deceiving." He said with a small chuckle. Ivory was more than just that, she was quite crafty, and very creative when it came to this stuff. The carnies had been surprised by it back when she had first made her suggestion. Some of them almost hadn't taken her seriously, but Lucien had decided to give it a try. It had seemed like a good concept, and with a few added improvements it had become what it was today.

"As a matter of fact, the construct of Cora's tank was her idea." He knew that this was something the dhampir was quite proud of, as it had made Cora very happy when it had first been brought up.

The carnies began to set up, placing a latter against the now open and exposed tank. This was usually done in a bit of a chain for most efficiency, considering they had to fill it from the top. People passed off to each other to get it done fastest, aside from Lucien and Ivory. The two were a bit more efficient in what they could carry. Between the two of them Ivory would fill the buckets and hand them to her, and the Ringleader would fly them over. It allowed him a bit of exercise, as the chances for that were more rare nowadays. He liked to make the most of it.

Lucien tucked in his wings to remove his vest and hung it against a chair before he pulled up the sleeves to his white button up shirt and bringing them out again.

"I suppose I'll get to work as well. You should sit down for a moment if the set up tired you out. You seem like you could use some rest. I'm sure the carnies all appreciated your help." He said with a smile. Part of him wondered how tiring that entire ordeal had actually been, considering the man was able to put on two shows that utilized his abilities without much trouble, but alas, he wasn't going to call him out on it. He had helped set up the mess area, so it wasn't like he hadn't put in any work.

Ivory shifted her gaze away from the two men and toward the tank. So it was time. She finally moved away from the tree she had been leaning against, her hood securely pulled up, before she headed toward the water, picking up two buckets in each hand.

Aurel had found his swim peaceful, and fun once he had found Cora and Akane. Both women were incredibly cheerful, it was hard not to feel the same way when it was so clear that Cora was enjoying herself. He could relate, considering being out here in such a forested area reminded him of the old days. He liked the Circus, and performing with everyone, but this brought him a different sort of peace he missed.

As he resurfaced, he took note that Cora's truck had been pulled up to the shore, and dove down to point Akane and Cora in that direction. He knew that Akane liked to help whenever she could, and while he didn't provide much aid in terms of strength, he still hoped to make a bit of a difference so everyone could finish and enjoy themselves much faster. With that in mind, the man began to swim back to shore.
Lucien took a moment to admire his lover's visage in the light of the glistening sun. He gave the trailer another glance before he stepped back into the water, this time removing his own clothing so he could finish a proper wash as well. He swam through the water until he reached Faolan. He had angled himself so he could still have an eye on the trailer, just in case Aurel decided to peek out the window. He doubted it, considering he had been laying down when he had last left him.

The nephilim's desire to touch his beloved had not made itself strongly known until this moment. Not wanting to waste this chance, Lucien was quick to put an arm around Faolan, and lean up to place a kiss upon his lips.

"I've been wanting to do that at least once in the last twenty four hours.." He told him with. "Or twice.. or thrice, might have lost count."
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