Freak acts

'Patience is key'

I was observing whatever moves Othello was practicing...or attempting. He really was a newbie. "Aye newbie": I said out loud, loud enough for him to hear. "With those tricks, the audience will rather go see a monkey eating a grape instead." Again that dark stare, but this time it was just annoyance in the look. "You do it for me then. Show me how much better than me you are, Lunas".: his reply...He was...Othello was challenging me? "Gladly...".: I replied with a small grin planted on my face, showing a small bit of my teeth. And that's what I did; mimicking the tricks that Othello had attempted and performing the tricks perfectly. Oh you should have seen his face! His face was covered with a grin and a mean look with only hatred. He's such a weak boy.

"Practice is key, Othello!" I gave him a polite smile yet he probably knew it was a fake smile. We both got down the platforms. I felt tired and hungry. Hopefully the fire would start soon so we could start eating.

Due to Fred being an ass, we have a lack of food. Not a lack of money but a lack of food. We're forced to train on empty stomachs and low energy. I find that quite annoying. This has been going on ever since I joined the circus as an orphan. He was nice...or so he seemed...