The Tight Wire

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A/N the drawing above is one I did (please be nice I know I suck at drawing) and it is of Jay in her costume and is inspired by Bruce Timm, and artist who drew some Batman comics. I really like his art style so yah. ON WITH THE STORY!

After Jay had visited Mr. P they had arrived at their next destination- Birmingham. Mr. P had given her complete access to all of their old props, as well as having the trapeze all to herself for the afternoon. She was going to preform a simple routine that night, and she would develop it as she moved from city to city.

The tent was already fully set up, and she was in her training clothes- a baggy shirt with black leggings. She was barefoot simply because she couldn't find any other shoes that were suitable for trapeze.

She climbed the ladder up the side of the tent, and got to the top of the podium. She stared down at the net below her. There was a net there while she was training, but during the show there was no net. No harnesses. Just pure skill and a lot of luck.

She grabbed hold of the bar and gripped it tightly in her fingers. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and let herself fall of the side. She swung through the air gracefully to the other side. After a few more swings, she decided she was comfortable enough to to attempt a trick. She pulled herself upwards and hooked her legs over the bar, then let go with her hands so she was flying upside down. She the reached backwards and gripped the second bar and let go with her legs. She gracefully landed on the other platform and smiled to herself.
Oh yeah. I still got it.

She smiled to herself as she continued to practice, gradually doing more an more complex tricks. She felt at home on the trapeze. It was just like riding a bike, you never forget.

As she gracefully flipped through the air, she was completely oblivious to the fact that someone was watching her from the ground. Giovanni was sitting in the now empty train car that used to contain the tent canvas, the one that Artemis and Jay had sat in that morning. He was fascinated by her tricks. He had received a small amount of trapeze training, but his speciality lay in the tightwire. But Jay was something else. She could do everything he was trained to do effortlessly and even some stunts Giovanni didn't even know we're physically possible.

He didn't even realise that Artemis had crept up behind him and stood next to him.
"She's quite something,isn't she?" Artemis said, her eyes glued to Jay who was now working without a net. She would preform without a net during the shows. It was what made the act special. Added a factor of danger.
"How did her parents ever allow her to do this?" He asked.
"They were just as crazy as she was."
"Oh man. How is that even possible?"
"I don't question it anymore. I just go with it. There's no point in trying to convince her otherwise."
"Hmmm. She got it all, hasn't she?Great skills, great hair, great body, and balls bigger than..."
Giovanni stopped himself, realising what he had just said.

Crap! No no no! She's never gonna let this go! Now she knows I like her! But she's just a friend, right? Nothing more? Oh I don't know! WHY IS THIS SO CONFUSING?!
These thoughts flowed through his mind like a river.

Artemis stared at him, her eyes wide and her jaw wide open. She turned to Giovanni and squealed.

"You like Jay!oooooohhh! I knew it! I hear wedding bells!"
"Be quiet!" Giovanni hissed, putting his hand over Artemis' mouth. He looked up at Jay to see if he had heard her. Luckily, she hadn't. She was too focuses on figuring out her new routine.
"You cannot breathe a word to her."Giovanni warned. Artemis swatted his hand away from her mouth, an annoyed expression on her face.
"Ok, fine. Are you going to ask her out?" Artemis asked.
"I don't know. I mean she's nice and all but she is nice to everyone. She won't feel the same way. " Giovanni looked back up at Jay, and saw she was climbing down the ladder and back down to earth.
"Quick, she's coming!" Artemis said.
She was about to leave when Giovanni grabbed her arm.
"Not a word, do you hear me?" He said.
"I promise G. Don't worry about it. "