#iacircus17

The music coming from within the dark woods that shielded part of the academy grounds from the outside world was echoing through the hallways of the dormitories. No one could escape the fact that the carnival had arrived and was not going to leave for a while; the traveling bunch of creatures seemed to like the academy and all the people that it brought to their attractions and stands. The elf had enjoyed the carnival with his child and then wandered around a little aimlessly as he had bought an apple and taken a ride in the roller coaster but something was missing.

That something was what he was going to get right now. He was dressed casually, the usual robes of his profession were left home to make place for an outfit more modern. Dark, denim, pants that hugged his legs and showed enough skin when he lifted his arms so his white wife beater would creep up a little bit. The faint blue tattoo’s visible and faintly glowing by the time the elf knocked on the door of the grumpy warlock, only glowing with a little more passion by the time the door opened and Key stepped in and announced that they were going out.

“I will buy you food and drinks at the grounds if you come with me to the carnival. It will be like Egypt but with more glazed apples and less pyramids.” He announced, a little giddy because he deserved a good time too. Uruha was the only one that he considered to be a somewhat equal partner in crime on this Elvenforsaken academy. 

As curious as a dragon could be, the living population didn’t exactly serve as much of an interest to him. But with excess time to burn and the rich aroma of different foods filling the air, Benjamin took it upon himself to inspect just what was going on around him. He wasn’t overly fond of the idea, seeing as there were bound to be crowds of useless people taking up space and little children screaming, but his stomach seemed to lead the way as the rich scent of cooking meat assaulted his senses.

He couldn’t have cared less about the sweets, he didn’t have a sweet tooth, but he might pick some up later to bring them back as a gift. He skipped right past those, instead opting to seek out the delicious scent that was seasoned pork. Being who he was, he preferred beef, and he did prefer to eat it raw, but it seemed a good second. There was no mistaking the rumbling in his stomach and the saliva in his mouth. He really would never say no to a good sausage. 

Always being a good example in how to show restraint, the dragon only took a plateful of sausages. Only. As if the six or so weren’t going to be more than enough to fill his bottomless pit of a stomach. 

@professoryoseob-ia

Horror movies had never really been her thing, not that she was the kind of person that would avoid them because she didn’t like being scared, no, her reasoning was the exact opposite. She didn’t like horror movies because they lacked what they should have. Horror. Though, she always assumed it was because of who she was. No magical creature really found them scary, did they? 

Well, she must have been wrong considering there was a crowd of people parked on blankets and chattering about the movie that was going to be playing tonight. She had absolutely no idea what it was and had only really shown up because a friend of hers had wanted to go see it. But go figure, they were nowhere in sight, and after a few quick texts, the date was cancelled for some bullshit excuse. Really, they probably just wanted to see her suffer through one of these movies all by herself. How rude.

@ra-ia

She sometimes wondered why she voluntarily got herself in these situations, but then she remembered that blind dates were a nice way of keeping an eye on just who was around her. That, and she might end up getting a nice meal out of it if the date went well.

Riding around on swan boats through a tunnel of love wasn’t exactly her cup of tea, though. Sure, she liked romance, but even for her, this was over the top. At the very least she hoped whoever it was she ended up with wasn’t going to be the sort of person to swoon and have high hopes that a thirty-minute ride through a tunnel would end in true love. Huh, what if it was someone she knew? God, really, all they had to be was attractive. It was her one wish when it came to all of this. She didn’t want to get stuck making conversation with someone who was below her standards.