Two years. Only two years since the day he flew into battle, since the last time he tasted a real fight. The Marimaia incodent, the war, it had such an impact still two years later. He wasn't a soldier anymore and had to learn to accept that. Trowa let out a sigh as he walked into the circus tent.
"Ok Charelene. Just keep focusing. Balance.. balance. Ok you got it!"
Trowa looked up at his siter who was helping a pretty blond with her tight robe act. He smirked, apreciating the person his sister was. After watching Catherine for a bit, the girl looked down at him, smiled and waved. His ears moved back a little, the only sign that she'd surprised him and waved a quick hand back. He proceeded to a table that held the items for his juggling act. He reached for the blue and orange balls but and arms came down, the hand on the table in front of him, preventing him from proceeding.
He looked up at his sly challenger a saw a pretty girl in a tuxedo. The suit was complete with gloves, tails, a cape and a red sash around her waist.
Trowa could make out messy black bangs, poking out of under her har and green goggle shoved up under them. She wore the trademark Duo smirk smile on her tan face, making her Hawaiian heritage obvious. The rest of her hair was jaw length, too jet black and not dyed some strange color as Trowa somehow expected it to be.
He picked up a ball, blue, and held it out to Trowa as though she were a two year old showing him her new toy. He cocked an eyebrow confused by this motion. She grinned.
The girl rolled her wrist and the ball now balanced on the back of her fingers. She raised her hand vertically, stopping at a steep incline. The ball began to roll down and she quickly shifted her hand bakc and loosened the fingers. The ball rolled up over the fingers and rested on her plam now. Trowa gave her a quizical look.
Again she smiled and reversed the process. Then forward. Then back. This process continued, the bal rolling over her fingers as though it were bewitched. With her right hand, she slid her fingers under and orange ball and began to do the same with that hand.
She stopped, holdign both balls and threw the blue one backwards and behind her back, kicked it back up with her heal and caught an orange ball. Trowa blinked. She went back to the rolling and after two rolls, the right hand ball suddenly appeared blue.
Trowa was suddenly fascinated in private, his face remaining military nuetral. The girl then juggled the two balls. Trowa watched her skill and teh girl caught the ball and bent over as though her stomach hurt, curling in the balls as well.
She then looked at him, still bend over and smiled. When she stood up right and her arms fly open, out flew a blue and gold macaw. The girl held out a suddenly gloved hand with the bird flew over and sat on. Trowa heard clapping behind him.
He turned to see an appluading Catherine walk over. She patted her brother on the back.
"Hey Trowa. Meet our new magician-" Catherine was cut off and the girl finished for her.
"Ace." she smiled, holding out her hand and revealing the Ace of Hearts.
She threw up the card and it disappeared in a ball of fire and was gone. She smirked.
"Ace, this is Trowa, my brother I told you about." Catherine introduce.
"Hello!" Ace waved and Trowa cocked and eyebrow. Ace proceeded to pet her bird for a sceond before speaking again. "I should get Haunter to his cage." she said, referring to the bird. "I guess I'll talk to yeah guys later."
Trowa watched the girl walk away and turned to his sister with a look that clearly said "you're kidding me."
"She's not that bad Trowa. She has talent and can bring something to the show." Catherine tired. "Will you please at least be decent to her?"
Trowa sighed.
"Okay, but only becuase you say so." He then picked up his three remaining ball off the table with a pogo stick and walked to the ring of the circus to practice.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ace locked Haunter's cage and smiled a little.
"Okay, don't try to escape. And rememebr not to make fun of the tigers. They can still eat you." the girl gave her bird a wink.
Haunter sqwuaked as though she understood her master. Ace smiled and walked off. She took off her hat and slumped forward and sighed, exhausted. She was walking back to her trailer when..
Click.
She recognized the cok of a gun, the barrel firm against the side of her head. She sighed and smirked.
"I was wondering when you'd try to shoot me." she smiled and turned her head to see Trowa, the barrel rolling over onto her temple.
"What are you doing here." he asked in more of a command.
She turned more, the gun on the center of her forhead now.
"Are you really going to shoot me on suspicion?" she asked, smirking and raising a brow, cocky.
He frowned a little and pulle back the gun, holding it up to the side, letting her know he could still use it.
"What are you doing here." he repeated, he voice still monotone and calm.
She smirked again, still cocky.
"I told you." the fifteen year old began. "I'm a magician."
"Wrong answer." Trowa swiftlymoved to gun up against her forhead again.
He answer wasn't what he expected. Ace started laughing and back up a little. She held up her hand so he could see the plam, twisting her fingers and turning the palm towards her, she presented him with a daisy and put it in the gun. He blinked. She returned his shock by holding up two fingers in a peace sign.
Trowa quickly recovered and raised the gun back to her, ready to shoot through the peace flower.
"What are you doing here." the question was growing old. Ace chuckled a bit under her breath.
"If you weren't so blind and out of practice you'd see I'm on your side, hired by your people. There is no allusion to this trick and its a riddle easily solved." she winked as he lowered the gun and walked away
Trowa looked at his gun confused and walked back into the main tent. Around the corner, Ace watched him go. She sighed and turned , only to see another large gun in her face.
"Are all of you trying to blow my head off?!" she demanded, sticking out her tongue.
"Ok Charelene. Just keep focusing. Balance.. balance. Ok you got it!"
Trowa looked up at his siter who was helping a pretty blond with her tight robe act. He smirked, apreciating the person his sister was. After watching Catherine for a bit, the girl looked down at him, smiled and waved. His ears moved back a little, the only sign that she'd surprised him and waved a quick hand back. He proceeded to a table that held the items for his juggling act. He reached for the blue and orange balls but and arms came down, the hand on the table in front of him, preventing him from proceeding.
He looked up at his sly challenger a saw a pretty girl in a tuxedo. The suit was complete with gloves, tails, a cape and a red sash around her waist.
Trowa could make out messy black bangs, poking out of under her har and green goggle shoved up under them. She wore the trademark Duo smirk smile on her tan face, making her Hawaiian heritage obvious. The rest of her hair was jaw length, too jet black and not dyed some strange color as Trowa somehow expected it to be.
He picked up a ball, blue, and held it out to Trowa as though she were a two year old showing him her new toy. He cocked an eyebrow confused by this motion. She grinned.
The girl rolled her wrist and the ball now balanced on the back of her fingers. She raised her hand vertically, stopping at a steep incline. The ball began to roll down and she quickly shifted her hand bakc and loosened the fingers. The ball rolled up over the fingers and rested on her plam now. Trowa gave her a quizical look.
Again she smiled and reversed the process. Then forward. Then back. This process continued, the bal rolling over her fingers as though it were bewitched. With her right hand, she slid her fingers under and orange ball and began to do the same with that hand.
She stopped, holdign both balls and threw the blue one backwards and behind her back, kicked it back up with her heal and caught an orange ball. Trowa blinked. She went back to the rolling and after two rolls, the right hand ball suddenly appeared blue.
Trowa was suddenly fascinated in private, his face remaining military nuetral. The girl then juggled the two balls. Trowa watched her skill and teh girl caught the ball and bent over as though her stomach hurt, curling in the balls as well.
She then looked at him, still bend over and smiled. When she stood up right and her arms fly open, out flew a blue and gold macaw. The girl held out a suddenly gloved hand with the bird flew over and sat on. Trowa heard clapping behind him.
He turned to see an appluading Catherine walk over. She patted her brother on the back.
"Hey Trowa. Meet our new magician-" Catherine was cut off and the girl finished for her.
"Ace." she smiled, holding out her hand and revealing the Ace of Hearts.
She threw up the card and it disappeared in a ball of fire and was gone. She smirked.
"Ace, this is Trowa, my brother I told you about." Catherine introduce.
"Hello!" Ace waved and Trowa cocked and eyebrow. Ace proceeded to pet her bird for a sceond before speaking again. "I should get Haunter to his cage." she said, referring to the bird. "I guess I'll talk to yeah guys later."
Trowa watched the girl walk away and turned to his sister with a look that clearly said "you're kidding me."
"She's not that bad Trowa. She has talent and can bring something to the show." Catherine tired. "Will you please at least be decent to her?"
Trowa sighed.
"Okay, but only becuase you say so." He then picked up his three remaining ball off the table with a pogo stick and walked to the ring of the circus to practice.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Ace locked Haunter's cage and smiled a little.
"Okay, don't try to escape. And rememebr not to make fun of the tigers. They can still eat you." the girl gave her bird a wink.
Haunter sqwuaked as though she understood her master. Ace smiled and walked off. She took off her hat and slumped forward and sighed, exhausted. She was walking back to her trailer when..
Click.
She recognized the cok of a gun, the barrel firm against the side of her head. She sighed and smirked.
"I was wondering when you'd try to shoot me." she smiled and turned her head to see Trowa, the barrel rolling over onto her temple.
"What are you doing here." he asked in more of a command.
She turned more, the gun on the center of her forhead now.
"Are you really going to shoot me on suspicion?" she asked, smirking and raising a brow, cocky.
He frowned a little and pulle back the gun, holding it up to the side, letting her know he could still use it.
"What are you doing here." he repeated, he voice still monotone and calm.
She smirked again, still cocky.
"I told you." the fifteen year old began. "I'm a magician."
"Wrong answer." Trowa swiftlymoved to gun up against her forhead again.
He answer wasn't what he expected. Ace started laughing and back up a little. She held up her hand so he could see the plam, twisting her fingers and turning the palm towards her, she presented him with a daisy and put it in the gun. He blinked. She returned his shock by holding up two fingers in a peace sign.
Trowa quickly recovered and raised the gun back to her, ready to shoot through the peace flower.
"What are you doing here." the question was growing old. Ace chuckled a bit under her breath.
"If you weren't so blind and out of practice you'd see I'm on your side, hired by your people. There is no allusion to this trick and its a riddle easily solved." she winked as he lowered the gun and walked away
Trowa looked at his gun confused and walked back into the main tent. Around the corner, Ace watched him go. She sighed and turned , only to see another large gun in her face.
"Are all of you trying to blow my head off?!" she demanded, sticking out her tongue.