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Kesi did lots of things for the circus. Her entire life revolved around it (and her brother). When she was a child she would play pretend with Nem, seeing the acrobats fly through the air, the drummers beat to the rhythm of her heart, and her brother at the center of it all.
What she did not see were the chores that would be involved with it.
Kesi didn’t do well with the mundane. It was awful, it was horrible, it was boring. And Kesi hated every bit of it. But when preparing to do her show the previous night she had noticed that she was nearly out of paints. And if she was going to go to the market to get more she might as well do a run for the entire circus. Well, as much of a run as her little body could handle.
Kesi was a girl who only cared about what was fun in life. One could call it an obsession. If something wasn’t fun, she’d get grumpy. The grumpier she got, the darker she got and then kaboom! Kesi exploded. Kesi explosions weren’t good explosions. Sometimes they caused trouble. Most times she was sneaky enough to get away with it.
She didn’t like boring people, either. Rekhmire was a good example of it. He was dark and serious and all doctor like- which Kesi, as a poisoner with an overzealous personality, detested. He was a bully. She didn’t much like bullies. So of course, when looking for a partner to travel to the market together, Rekhmire was the last on her list to join her. Delia was busy, Hamidi was out with her brother, and down the list Kesi went until her eyes landed on Aelius. That would do!
Kesi perked up as she moved over to Aelius. She would just sell this chore really fun like and then he would have to join her. Who would want to miss a trip to the market after all? And having another person would help Kesi concentrate. She so often got distracted by the simplest things. Colors… sounds… anything other than boring things. Kesi always got things done, she didn’t want to disappoint her brother, but efficiency? Unless it was truly vital she… struggled.
Why do tedious things when you could have a good time instead?
The small snake charmer made her way to the sword dancer, smile wide on her face and eyes large with an almost child-like innocence despite being in her twenties. “Aelius!” She said cheerily. “I was going to go on an adventure and I thought you would be the exact right person to join me! You’re the best when it comes to adventures! I thought..." she paused for dramatic effect. “We could go to the market and have a good time. Come on let’s go!” The words blurted out with no pause in between. Her hand grabbed his, attempting to pull him away from his work. “To the market! No distractions!”
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Kesi did lots of things for the circus. Her entire life revolved around it (and her brother). When she was a child she would play pretend with Nem, seeing the acrobats fly through the air, the drummers beat to the rhythm of her heart, and her brother at the center of it all.
What she did not see were the chores that would be involved with it.
Kesi didn’t do well with the mundane. It was awful, it was horrible, it was boring. And Kesi hated every bit of it. But when preparing to do her show the previous night she had noticed that she was nearly out of paints. And if she was going to go to the market to get more she might as well do a run for the entire circus. Well, as much of a run as her little body could handle.
Kesi was a girl who only cared about what was fun in life. One could call it an obsession. If something wasn’t fun, she’d get grumpy. The grumpier she got, the darker she got and then kaboom! Kesi exploded. Kesi explosions weren’t good explosions. Sometimes they caused trouble. Most times she was sneaky enough to get away with it.
She didn’t like boring people, either. Rekhmire was a good example of it. He was dark and serious and all doctor like- which Kesi, as a poisoner with an overzealous personality, detested. He was a bully. She didn’t much like bullies. So of course, when looking for a partner to travel to the market together, Rekhmire was the last on her list to join her. Delia was busy, Hamidi was out with her brother, and down the list Kesi went until her eyes landed on Aelius. That would do!
Kesi perked up as she moved over to Aelius. She would just sell this chore really fun like and then he would have to join her. Who would want to miss a trip to the market after all? And having another person would help Kesi concentrate. She so often got distracted by the simplest things. Colors… sounds… anything other than boring things. Kesi always got things done, she didn’t want to disappoint her brother, but efficiency? Unless it was truly vital she… struggled.
Why do tedious things when you could have a good time instead?
The small snake charmer made her way to the sword dancer, smile wide on her face and eyes large with an almost child-like innocence despite being in her twenties. “Aelius!” She said cheerily. “I was going to go on an adventure and I thought you would be the exact right person to join me! You’re the best when it comes to adventures! I thought..." she paused for dramatic effect. “We could go to the market and have a good time. Come on let’s go!” The words blurted out with no pause in between. Her hand grabbed his, attempting to pull him away from his work. “To the market! No distractions!”
Kesi did lots of things for the circus. Her entire life revolved around it (and her brother). When she was a child she would play pretend with Nem, seeing the acrobats fly through the air, the drummers beat to the rhythm of her heart, and her brother at the center of it all.
What she did not see were the chores that would be involved with it.
Kesi didn’t do well with the mundane. It was awful, it was horrible, it was boring. And Kesi hated every bit of it. But when preparing to do her show the previous night she had noticed that she was nearly out of paints. And if she was going to go to the market to get more she might as well do a run for the entire circus. Well, as much of a run as her little body could handle.
Kesi was a girl who only cared about what was fun in life. One could call it an obsession. If something wasn’t fun, she’d get grumpy. The grumpier she got, the darker she got and then kaboom! Kesi exploded. Kesi explosions weren’t good explosions. Sometimes they caused trouble. Most times she was sneaky enough to get away with it.
She didn’t like boring people, either. Rekhmire was a good example of it. He was dark and serious and all doctor like- which Kesi, as a poisoner with an overzealous personality, detested. He was a bully. She didn’t much like bullies. So of course, when looking for a partner to travel to the market together, Rekhmire was the last on her list to join her. Delia was busy, Hamidi was out with her brother, and down the list Kesi went until her eyes landed on Aelius. That would do!
Kesi perked up as she moved over to Aelius. She would just sell this chore really fun like and then he would have to join her. Who would want to miss a trip to the market after all? And having another person would help Kesi concentrate. She so often got distracted by the simplest things. Colors… sounds… anything other than boring things. Kesi always got things done, she didn’t want to disappoint her brother, but efficiency? Unless it was truly vital she… struggled.
Why do tedious things when you could have a good time instead?
The small snake charmer made her way to the sword dancer, smile wide on her face and eyes large with an almost child-like innocence despite being in her twenties. “Aelius!” She said cheerily. “I was going to go on an adventure and I thought you would be the exact right person to join me! You’re the best when it comes to adventures! I thought..." she paused for dramatic effect. “We could go to the market and have a good time. Come on let’s go!” The words blurted out with no pause in between. Her hand grabbed his, attempting to pull him away from his work. “To the market! No distractions!”
Aelius had been perfectly content to be doing nothing, glorious, relaxing nothing. It was a slow and languid moment in his life that had neglected to enjoy recently. Things were always nice and busy with the circus, but there were still moments in the chaos of the day to day that lent him a quite moment to find a cozy nook, and curl up for a quick power nap. If sleep could not find him at the appropriate time then he would just take it when it came, inappropriately. Or so he had thought.
It would seem that as comfortable as he was in this moment, a nap would not be in his future. No sooner had he settled in a tight comfortable corner than the youthful, excited voice of a familiar companion cut through the din. The moment her words reached his ears he knew that he was done for. Whatever she was going to ask of him, or apparently drag him into, would become his day. Not that he would complain, or even mind very much. He owed everything to the Tempest, and so would give anything that was asked of him. Kesi could have asked him for the sun, and he would have done what he could to give it to her. Not that he thought the sun being any closer could possibly be a good time, who would want that?
Kesi tugged him forward, proclaiming the nature of today’s mission. A market adventure! How interesting. With Kesi there was rarely a dull moment, and perhaps that was why they were as close to friends as he was like to get with anyone. Not that he would have admitted that to her, but he did have a fondness for the the girl. “The markets you say?” he clarified, his voice soft and sleepy as he roused himself at Kesi’s insistent tugging. She wouldn’t have had to pull hard, but even so he moved into it, coming to his feet with a languid, feline quickness.
“Kesi dear, I would hardly say no to such an ask. Well, any ask of yours, at least. An honor,” he said, in a teasing singsong. “Very well, let us be about our labor of love, hm?”.
He made no motion to remove her hand, indulging in the physical closeness of another soul. Aelius lived for physical touch, from anyone. A kind word was always quick to make him weak, but a physical touch, just felt more real to him. It helped ground him to the warm earth when his anxious mind got away from him.
“And Kesi? No distractions?” he asked, his eyebrow cocked, and his normally impassive face almost hinted at the beginnings of a smile as he asked, knowing full well before the day was done one of them, but more likely both, would have gotten thoroughly off track of their mission.
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Aelius had been perfectly content to be doing nothing, glorious, relaxing nothing. It was a slow and languid moment in his life that had neglected to enjoy recently. Things were always nice and busy with the circus, but there were still moments in the chaos of the day to day that lent him a quite moment to find a cozy nook, and curl up for a quick power nap. If sleep could not find him at the appropriate time then he would just take it when it came, inappropriately. Or so he had thought.
It would seem that as comfortable as he was in this moment, a nap would not be in his future. No sooner had he settled in a tight comfortable corner than the youthful, excited voice of a familiar companion cut through the din. The moment her words reached his ears he knew that he was done for. Whatever she was going to ask of him, or apparently drag him into, would become his day. Not that he would complain, or even mind very much. He owed everything to the Tempest, and so would give anything that was asked of him. Kesi could have asked him for the sun, and he would have done what he could to give it to her. Not that he thought the sun being any closer could possibly be a good time, who would want that?
Kesi tugged him forward, proclaiming the nature of today’s mission. A market adventure! How interesting. With Kesi there was rarely a dull moment, and perhaps that was why they were as close to friends as he was like to get with anyone. Not that he would have admitted that to her, but he did have a fondness for the the girl. “The markets you say?” he clarified, his voice soft and sleepy as he roused himself at Kesi’s insistent tugging. She wouldn’t have had to pull hard, but even so he moved into it, coming to his feet with a languid, feline quickness.
“Kesi dear, I would hardly say no to such an ask. Well, any ask of yours, at least. An honor,” he said, in a teasing singsong. “Very well, let us be about our labor of love, hm?”.
He made no motion to remove her hand, indulging in the physical closeness of another soul. Aelius lived for physical touch, from anyone. A kind word was always quick to make him weak, but a physical touch, just felt more real to him. It helped ground him to the warm earth when his anxious mind got away from him.
“And Kesi? No distractions?” he asked, his eyebrow cocked, and his normally impassive face almost hinted at the beginnings of a smile as he asked, knowing full well before the day was done one of them, but more likely both, would have gotten thoroughly off track of their mission.
Aelius had been perfectly content to be doing nothing, glorious, relaxing nothing. It was a slow and languid moment in his life that had neglected to enjoy recently. Things were always nice and busy with the circus, but there were still moments in the chaos of the day to day that lent him a quite moment to find a cozy nook, and curl up for a quick power nap. If sleep could not find him at the appropriate time then he would just take it when it came, inappropriately. Or so he had thought.
It would seem that as comfortable as he was in this moment, a nap would not be in his future. No sooner had he settled in a tight comfortable corner than the youthful, excited voice of a familiar companion cut through the din. The moment her words reached his ears he knew that he was done for. Whatever she was going to ask of him, or apparently drag him into, would become his day. Not that he would complain, or even mind very much. He owed everything to the Tempest, and so would give anything that was asked of him. Kesi could have asked him for the sun, and he would have done what he could to give it to her. Not that he thought the sun being any closer could possibly be a good time, who would want that?
Kesi tugged him forward, proclaiming the nature of today’s mission. A market adventure! How interesting. With Kesi there was rarely a dull moment, and perhaps that was why they were as close to friends as he was like to get with anyone. Not that he would have admitted that to her, but he did have a fondness for the the girl. “The markets you say?” he clarified, his voice soft and sleepy as he roused himself at Kesi’s insistent tugging. She wouldn’t have had to pull hard, but even so he moved into it, coming to his feet with a languid, feline quickness.
“Kesi dear, I would hardly say no to such an ask. Well, any ask of yours, at least. An honor,” he said, in a teasing singsong. “Very well, let us be about our labor of love, hm?”.
He made no motion to remove her hand, indulging in the physical closeness of another soul. Aelius lived for physical touch, from anyone. A kind word was always quick to make him weak, but a physical touch, just felt more real to him. It helped ground him to the warm earth when his anxious mind got away from him.
“And Kesi? No distractions?” he asked, his eyebrow cocked, and his normally impassive face almost hinted at the beginnings of a smile as he asked, knowing full well before the day was done one of them, but more likely both, would have gotten thoroughly off track of their mission.
No. Distractions. Kesi was determined. Her mind was as laser-focused as when she was working with her snakes. They would go straight to the market and straight back, no detours. And it would be a grand time.
“Nope! I’m a new person, Aelius! Look at my eyes. Look at them.” She stepped up close to Aelius, uncomfortably so and gave him a hard stare. She put two fingers close to her dark orbs to focus in his gaze. “These are the eyes of woman on a mission. They’re not eyes of a failure. Let’s do this!”
Kesi gave the man a wide smile and gave him distance again. With her, she had her pungi (a given, she went nowhere without it), her blowdarts, the shopping list, and money. She double-checked, triple-checked, quadruple-checked that she wasn’t missing anything so that way she would not have anything to distract her. Kesi had no excuses whatsoever. The time was now to prove to everyone that once and for all, Kesi and Aelius were a team that could be trusted! They set a goal and went after it! They. Will. Be. Victorious.
The circus and its denizens were roamers, having no home but the desert itself. When the Tempest of Set made its way to Cairo, it was not in the city they resided but right outside of it. The circus was not beholden to anyone but themselves and their patron god Set, and so they could not be confined by a city’s walls. The circus was as free as the chaos it brings.
And so Kesi led him through the desert and towards Cairo. The sun was beating down hard on the pair, and the sand was crunching loud below their feet. Kesi was in a cheerful mood, curling her toes in the sand as she walked when suddenly she stopped. She put a hand out to to stop Aelius.
“Shh… listen…” She closed her eyes. Which direction was this noise coming from? This… this interesting, special, tantalizing noise.
Hisss… hisssss.
It was more than hissing. It was… sizzling.
Kesi’s eyes opened and zeroed in on the small snake right below them. “Move!” Kesi grabbed Aelius and tried to pull him back before the snake could sink his fangs into him. A saw-scaled viper, a deadly little creature that rubbed its scales together right before it attacked. Kesi loved the little guys. They reminded her of… well, her. Tiny, but able to kill at a moment’s notice. They weren’t large enough to be used for any shows, but Kesi loved them for their venom.
But right now that was not what she wanted to think about right now. Her first priority was to make sure that Aelius didn’t get bit. “Are you okay?” Her eyes were wide. “Were you bit?” First determine if he was okay. Assuming that, Kesi was catching this bugger to add to her collection. But if he wasn’t well… hopefully, Rekhmire was around the circus...
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No. Distractions. Kesi was determined. Her mind was as laser-focused as when she was working with her snakes. They would go straight to the market and straight back, no detours. And it would be a grand time.
“Nope! I’m a new person, Aelius! Look at my eyes. Look at them.” She stepped up close to Aelius, uncomfortably so and gave him a hard stare. She put two fingers close to her dark orbs to focus in his gaze. “These are the eyes of woman on a mission. They’re not eyes of a failure. Let’s do this!”
Kesi gave the man a wide smile and gave him distance again. With her, she had her pungi (a given, she went nowhere without it), her blowdarts, the shopping list, and money. She double-checked, triple-checked, quadruple-checked that she wasn’t missing anything so that way she would not have anything to distract her. Kesi had no excuses whatsoever. The time was now to prove to everyone that once and for all, Kesi and Aelius were a team that could be trusted! They set a goal and went after it! They. Will. Be. Victorious.
The circus and its denizens were roamers, having no home but the desert itself. When the Tempest of Set made its way to Cairo, it was not in the city they resided but right outside of it. The circus was not beholden to anyone but themselves and their patron god Set, and so they could not be confined by a city’s walls. The circus was as free as the chaos it brings.
And so Kesi led him through the desert and towards Cairo. The sun was beating down hard on the pair, and the sand was crunching loud below their feet. Kesi was in a cheerful mood, curling her toes in the sand as she walked when suddenly she stopped. She put a hand out to to stop Aelius.
“Shh… listen…” She closed her eyes. Which direction was this noise coming from? This… this interesting, special, tantalizing noise.
Hisss… hisssss.
It was more than hissing. It was… sizzling.
Kesi’s eyes opened and zeroed in on the small snake right below them. “Move!” Kesi grabbed Aelius and tried to pull him back before the snake could sink his fangs into him. A saw-scaled viper, a deadly little creature that rubbed its scales together right before it attacked. Kesi loved the little guys. They reminded her of… well, her. Tiny, but able to kill at a moment’s notice. They weren’t large enough to be used for any shows, but Kesi loved them for their venom.
But right now that was not what she wanted to think about right now. Her first priority was to make sure that Aelius didn’t get bit. “Are you okay?” Her eyes were wide. “Were you bit?” First determine if he was okay. Assuming that, Kesi was catching this bugger to add to her collection. But if he wasn’t well… hopefully, Rekhmire was around the circus...
No. Distractions. Kesi was determined. Her mind was as laser-focused as when she was working with her snakes. They would go straight to the market and straight back, no detours. And it would be a grand time.
“Nope! I’m a new person, Aelius! Look at my eyes. Look at them.” She stepped up close to Aelius, uncomfortably so and gave him a hard stare. She put two fingers close to her dark orbs to focus in his gaze. “These are the eyes of woman on a mission. They’re not eyes of a failure. Let’s do this!”
Kesi gave the man a wide smile and gave him distance again. With her, she had her pungi (a given, she went nowhere without it), her blowdarts, the shopping list, and money. She double-checked, triple-checked, quadruple-checked that she wasn’t missing anything so that way she would not have anything to distract her. Kesi had no excuses whatsoever. The time was now to prove to everyone that once and for all, Kesi and Aelius were a team that could be trusted! They set a goal and went after it! They. Will. Be. Victorious.
The circus and its denizens were roamers, having no home but the desert itself. When the Tempest of Set made its way to Cairo, it was not in the city they resided but right outside of it. The circus was not beholden to anyone but themselves and their patron god Set, and so they could not be confined by a city’s walls. The circus was as free as the chaos it brings.
And so Kesi led him through the desert and towards Cairo. The sun was beating down hard on the pair, and the sand was crunching loud below their feet. Kesi was in a cheerful mood, curling her toes in the sand as she walked when suddenly she stopped. She put a hand out to to stop Aelius.
“Shh… listen…” She closed her eyes. Which direction was this noise coming from? This… this interesting, special, tantalizing noise.
Hisss… hisssss.
It was more than hissing. It was… sizzling.
Kesi’s eyes opened and zeroed in on the small snake right below them. “Move!” Kesi grabbed Aelius and tried to pull him back before the snake could sink his fangs into him. A saw-scaled viper, a deadly little creature that rubbed its scales together right before it attacked. Kesi loved the little guys. They reminded her of… well, her. Tiny, but able to kill at a moment’s notice. They weren’t large enough to be used for any shows, but Kesi loved them for their venom.
But right now that was not what she wanted to think about right now. Her first priority was to make sure that Aelius didn’t get bit. “Are you okay?” Her eyes were wide. “Were you bit?” First determine if he was okay. Assuming that, Kesi was catching this bugger to add to her collection. But if he wasn’t well… hopefully, Rekhmire was around the circus...
Aelius was never one to flinch away from Kesi,for better or worse. She was chaotic, but at least she could be counted on to be that much. Truly the girl was a special case of something, but Aelius did not put much stock into what. He took her as she was, when she was. There were plenty of people who may not have been able to do the same, but Aelius had always been an even keel to her tempestuous sea. Or, at least, he liked to think he was. His ego was as primed as any other member of the circus. They all had one, some were worse than others, but Aelius was no better or worse than his family.
Kesi held his gaze, her dark eyes meeting his own as she promised success on their endeavors. Aelius couldn’t help but smirk softly at her resolve. Normally he was impassive to such things, but it was hard not to be drawn into a good scheme. Aelius was as imperfect as any other member of the circus, and boredom was his greatest foe. “Let us be about it then, the day waits for no one, and a swift victory means a sweet nap after.”
Aelius hummed softly to himself as they traversed the desert sands, following Kesi all the while. She was more than capable of handling herself, the desert posed many threats--but it was her domain. She was a Queen in a court of endless scorched earth that stretched for miles in all directions. Still, should anything happen he would be glad to be there for her. Four hands were always better than two.
Whatever trance Aelius had worked himself into shattered immediately as he felt Kesi stop him and command him to listen. It didn’t take long for him to hear it--the dreadful hissing noise of something that probably wanted him dead. As most things in this wretched sand pit seemed to do. It was one of the things he did not agree with Kesi on. She loved her snakes, and he was less than keen on them. It was not true fear, nothing that would paralyze him thankfully--but it was a disquiet distrust and dislike of the venomous creatures.
No sooner had Kesi ordered him to move than he felt her tug him away from where he was standing. He moved with the action gracefully, letting her initial momentum carry him to a graceful step out of harm’s way. He had perfected what he called the Kesi step, for just such reasons. Those who were not light on their feet around Kesi often ended up on their rear, and he would not allow that to happen to him--he had his dignity and reputation to protect, after all.
A sigh of relief came next as he cleared the hazard, by the skin of his teeth it would seem, but he had felt no pain or connection to the snake that had caught Kesi’s attention. He assumed that to mean that he had not been bitten by the deadly beast. It would have seemed that chaos was on his side for the moment.
He had stared death in its beady little eyes, even for a moment, but it had not come to him. He had danced with death, and had come out the victor. But as always he knew that was a preemptive feeling--sooner or later his luck would run out. But that was what made life fun, interesting, and worth living.
“I’m fine Kesi,” he assured his partner. “If I can be outdone by a striking snake I think my position back home may be compromised. Faster than a striking viper, but maybe not as pretty,” he said only mildly dejected by the thought of not being the prettiest thing in creation.
“Well, I suppose asking for no distractions was too much,” he rolled his eyes up at the sky, sighed, and shook his head. Whatever was meant to happen would happen and he had to play his reactionary part to the god’s games.
“You’re going to want to collect this particular ‘friend’ aren’t you?” he asked, though he already knew the answer. Of course she was. He slowly inched away from her, his toes digging into the sand as he slid far enough away to give her room to work.
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Aelius was never one to flinch away from Kesi,for better or worse. She was chaotic, but at least she could be counted on to be that much. Truly the girl was a special case of something, but Aelius did not put much stock into what. He took her as she was, when she was. There were plenty of people who may not have been able to do the same, but Aelius had always been an even keel to her tempestuous sea. Or, at least, he liked to think he was. His ego was as primed as any other member of the circus. They all had one, some were worse than others, but Aelius was no better or worse than his family.
Kesi held his gaze, her dark eyes meeting his own as she promised success on their endeavors. Aelius couldn’t help but smirk softly at her resolve. Normally he was impassive to such things, but it was hard not to be drawn into a good scheme. Aelius was as imperfect as any other member of the circus, and boredom was his greatest foe. “Let us be about it then, the day waits for no one, and a swift victory means a sweet nap after.”
Aelius hummed softly to himself as they traversed the desert sands, following Kesi all the while. She was more than capable of handling herself, the desert posed many threats--but it was her domain. She was a Queen in a court of endless scorched earth that stretched for miles in all directions. Still, should anything happen he would be glad to be there for her. Four hands were always better than two.
Whatever trance Aelius had worked himself into shattered immediately as he felt Kesi stop him and command him to listen. It didn’t take long for him to hear it--the dreadful hissing noise of something that probably wanted him dead. As most things in this wretched sand pit seemed to do. It was one of the things he did not agree with Kesi on. She loved her snakes, and he was less than keen on them. It was not true fear, nothing that would paralyze him thankfully--but it was a disquiet distrust and dislike of the venomous creatures.
No sooner had Kesi ordered him to move than he felt her tug him away from where he was standing. He moved with the action gracefully, letting her initial momentum carry him to a graceful step out of harm’s way. He had perfected what he called the Kesi step, for just such reasons. Those who were not light on their feet around Kesi often ended up on their rear, and he would not allow that to happen to him--he had his dignity and reputation to protect, after all.
A sigh of relief came next as he cleared the hazard, by the skin of his teeth it would seem, but he had felt no pain or connection to the snake that had caught Kesi’s attention. He assumed that to mean that he had not been bitten by the deadly beast. It would have seemed that chaos was on his side for the moment.
He had stared death in its beady little eyes, even for a moment, but it had not come to him. He had danced with death, and had come out the victor. But as always he knew that was a preemptive feeling--sooner or later his luck would run out. But that was what made life fun, interesting, and worth living.
“I’m fine Kesi,” he assured his partner. “If I can be outdone by a striking snake I think my position back home may be compromised. Faster than a striking viper, but maybe not as pretty,” he said only mildly dejected by the thought of not being the prettiest thing in creation.
“Well, I suppose asking for no distractions was too much,” he rolled his eyes up at the sky, sighed, and shook his head. Whatever was meant to happen would happen and he had to play his reactionary part to the god’s games.
“You’re going to want to collect this particular ‘friend’ aren’t you?” he asked, though he already knew the answer. Of course she was. He slowly inched away from her, his toes digging into the sand as he slid far enough away to give her room to work.
Aelius was never one to flinch away from Kesi,for better or worse. She was chaotic, but at least she could be counted on to be that much. Truly the girl was a special case of something, but Aelius did not put much stock into what. He took her as she was, when she was. There were plenty of people who may not have been able to do the same, but Aelius had always been an even keel to her tempestuous sea. Or, at least, he liked to think he was. His ego was as primed as any other member of the circus. They all had one, some were worse than others, but Aelius was no better or worse than his family.
Kesi held his gaze, her dark eyes meeting his own as she promised success on their endeavors. Aelius couldn’t help but smirk softly at her resolve. Normally he was impassive to such things, but it was hard not to be drawn into a good scheme. Aelius was as imperfect as any other member of the circus, and boredom was his greatest foe. “Let us be about it then, the day waits for no one, and a swift victory means a sweet nap after.”
Aelius hummed softly to himself as they traversed the desert sands, following Kesi all the while. She was more than capable of handling herself, the desert posed many threats--but it was her domain. She was a Queen in a court of endless scorched earth that stretched for miles in all directions. Still, should anything happen he would be glad to be there for her. Four hands were always better than two.
Whatever trance Aelius had worked himself into shattered immediately as he felt Kesi stop him and command him to listen. It didn’t take long for him to hear it--the dreadful hissing noise of something that probably wanted him dead. As most things in this wretched sand pit seemed to do. It was one of the things he did not agree with Kesi on. She loved her snakes, and he was less than keen on them. It was not true fear, nothing that would paralyze him thankfully--but it was a disquiet distrust and dislike of the venomous creatures.
No sooner had Kesi ordered him to move than he felt her tug him away from where he was standing. He moved with the action gracefully, letting her initial momentum carry him to a graceful step out of harm’s way. He had perfected what he called the Kesi step, for just such reasons. Those who were not light on their feet around Kesi often ended up on their rear, and he would not allow that to happen to him--he had his dignity and reputation to protect, after all.
A sigh of relief came next as he cleared the hazard, by the skin of his teeth it would seem, but he had felt no pain or connection to the snake that had caught Kesi’s attention. He assumed that to mean that he had not been bitten by the deadly beast. It would have seemed that chaos was on his side for the moment.
He had stared death in its beady little eyes, even for a moment, but it had not come to him. He had danced with death, and had come out the victor. But as always he knew that was a preemptive feeling--sooner or later his luck would run out. But that was what made life fun, interesting, and worth living.
“I’m fine Kesi,” he assured his partner. “If I can be outdone by a striking snake I think my position back home may be compromised. Faster than a striking viper, but maybe not as pretty,” he said only mildly dejected by the thought of not being the prettiest thing in creation.
“Well, I suppose asking for no distractions was too much,” he rolled his eyes up at the sky, sighed, and shook his head. Whatever was meant to happen would happen and he had to play his reactionary part to the god’s games.
“You’re going to want to collect this particular ‘friend’ aren’t you?” he asked, though he already knew the answer. Of course she was. He slowly inched away from her, his toes digging into the sand as he slid far enough away to give her room to work.
He wasn’t hurt! Oh good! This would have been horribly awkward trying to drag him back to the circus. Then she would have to shout for someone to get Rekhmire. And then she’d have to talk to Rekhmire. And he was so cranky. And serious. And boring. Not to mention he’d probably say something like ‘How did a snake charmer let someone get bit’ and blame the whole thing on Kesi like the bully he was. Hmph!
But everything was good, and Aelius read her mind. Kesi’s eyes lit up mischievously as she looked at the snake and then back up to her friend. She had her pungi in her hand, something she never left home without. “You know it!” But a pungi wasn’t something she could capture a snake with. What she needed was her hook or her tongues and a bucket.
But she had none of that with her. That was a real conundrum. Hm. Kesi’s eyes traveled with the snake, careful not to lose sight of it but not to get to close should it choose to strike. “I’ll tell you what I normally do, Aelius.” Maybe this would be a teaching moment! Kesi never got to teach people things often. She loved learning but people didn’t go to her. But she could be a good teacher too! They could work on this together!
“There’s a couple of ways to get a snake.” She said. “I like using a hook. It’s how I train them too. You lift them and support them from the hook and let them wrap around it a bit. Then if you’re not scary you can gently move them to a bucket. It’s harder when its bigger snakes. But small snakes like this is perfect for it! You can also use tongs but if you aren’t careful you can hurt them.”
The problem was none of her supplies was with her. Not even her basket. The venom would be valuable though. This was a fairly poisonous snake, a good painful killer that those in the black market would love to have. Snakes like this also put on a good show. It was a dance with death. Kesi would walk straight to Anubis’s scales and tell him her time for judgment was not now. She could even see this as the new Apep. It was fate and the gods that led the pair to him today, after all.
Kesi looked around. There had to be something they could maybe use. “Oh look!” Wood that looked to have fallen off a cart. Perfect! She might be able to use something like that in order to safely lift the snake. Maybe. But where to put it. “Hmm, what do you think, Aelius?” Kesi turned to him. This was a teaching moment! Let her student help! Yeah! Kesi really was a good teacher! Even if Aelius didn’t necessarily agree to be taught… that didn’t matter! “What would you do if you were going to take this snake home? How would you not get bitten?”
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He wasn’t hurt! Oh good! This would have been horribly awkward trying to drag him back to the circus. Then she would have to shout for someone to get Rekhmire. And then she’d have to talk to Rekhmire. And he was so cranky. And serious. And boring. Not to mention he’d probably say something like ‘How did a snake charmer let someone get bit’ and blame the whole thing on Kesi like the bully he was. Hmph!
But everything was good, and Aelius read her mind. Kesi’s eyes lit up mischievously as she looked at the snake and then back up to her friend. She had her pungi in her hand, something she never left home without. “You know it!” But a pungi wasn’t something she could capture a snake with. What she needed was her hook or her tongues and a bucket.
But she had none of that with her. That was a real conundrum. Hm. Kesi’s eyes traveled with the snake, careful not to lose sight of it but not to get to close should it choose to strike. “I’ll tell you what I normally do, Aelius.” Maybe this would be a teaching moment! Kesi never got to teach people things often. She loved learning but people didn’t go to her. But she could be a good teacher too! They could work on this together!
“There’s a couple of ways to get a snake.” She said. “I like using a hook. It’s how I train them too. You lift them and support them from the hook and let them wrap around it a bit. Then if you’re not scary you can gently move them to a bucket. It’s harder when its bigger snakes. But small snakes like this is perfect for it! You can also use tongs but if you aren’t careful you can hurt them.”
The problem was none of her supplies was with her. Not even her basket. The venom would be valuable though. This was a fairly poisonous snake, a good painful killer that those in the black market would love to have. Snakes like this also put on a good show. It was a dance with death. Kesi would walk straight to Anubis’s scales and tell him her time for judgment was not now. She could even see this as the new Apep. It was fate and the gods that led the pair to him today, after all.
Kesi looked around. There had to be something they could maybe use. “Oh look!” Wood that looked to have fallen off a cart. Perfect! She might be able to use something like that in order to safely lift the snake. Maybe. But where to put it. “Hmm, what do you think, Aelius?” Kesi turned to him. This was a teaching moment! Let her student help! Yeah! Kesi really was a good teacher! Even if Aelius didn’t necessarily agree to be taught… that didn’t matter! “What would you do if you were going to take this snake home? How would you not get bitten?”
He wasn’t hurt! Oh good! This would have been horribly awkward trying to drag him back to the circus. Then she would have to shout for someone to get Rekhmire. And then she’d have to talk to Rekhmire. And he was so cranky. And serious. And boring. Not to mention he’d probably say something like ‘How did a snake charmer let someone get bit’ and blame the whole thing on Kesi like the bully he was. Hmph!
But everything was good, and Aelius read her mind. Kesi’s eyes lit up mischievously as she looked at the snake and then back up to her friend. She had her pungi in her hand, something she never left home without. “You know it!” But a pungi wasn’t something she could capture a snake with. What she needed was her hook or her tongues and a bucket.
But she had none of that with her. That was a real conundrum. Hm. Kesi’s eyes traveled with the snake, careful not to lose sight of it but not to get to close should it choose to strike. “I’ll tell you what I normally do, Aelius.” Maybe this would be a teaching moment! Kesi never got to teach people things often. She loved learning but people didn’t go to her. But she could be a good teacher too! They could work on this together!
“There’s a couple of ways to get a snake.” She said. “I like using a hook. It’s how I train them too. You lift them and support them from the hook and let them wrap around it a bit. Then if you’re not scary you can gently move them to a bucket. It’s harder when its bigger snakes. But small snakes like this is perfect for it! You can also use tongs but if you aren’t careful you can hurt them.”
The problem was none of her supplies was with her. Not even her basket. The venom would be valuable though. This was a fairly poisonous snake, a good painful killer that those in the black market would love to have. Snakes like this also put on a good show. It was a dance with death. Kesi would walk straight to Anubis’s scales and tell him her time for judgment was not now. She could even see this as the new Apep. It was fate and the gods that led the pair to him today, after all.
Kesi looked around. There had to be something they could maybe use. “Oh look!” Wood that looked to have fallen off a cart. Perfect! She might be able to use something like that in order to safely lift the snake. Maybe. But where to put it. “Hmm, what do you think, Aelius?” Kesi turned to him. This was a teaching moment! Let her student help! Yeah! Kesi really was a good teacher! Even if Aelius didn’t necessarily agree to be taught… that didn’t matter! “What would you do if you were going to take this snake home? How would you not get bitten?”
Aelius was always amused whenever Kesi was on one of her tangents. He could relate, to some extent. Though, his energy was not as boundless as Kesi’s. Once Aelius had his eye on something shiny he would chase it until he got bored, and then drop it completely. But he always watched Kesi with wary curiosity, and she, like the rest of the circus, was chaos given flesh. The snakes, however, he could have done without.
He was perfectly fine to leave them where they lay, and let them eat, sleep, and bite whomever and whatever their little hearts may have desired--so long as it was not him. He was not afraid of them, at least, no more than any moderately sane person should be. They were a wild animal--and to court them was to court death. He had a healthy respect for the rush of adrenaline that came with such a dance, and some of the animals were even cute--though he would never admit that to anyone while he was sober. Still, he preferred to let the experts do their job while he watched them work from afar.
Kesi explained how she would have normally handled such a situation, and Aelius listened raptly. While he hoped to never be in a situation where the knowledge would be necessary, one could never know the path of life laid before them. That was the beauty of Chaos, after all. Once you embraced it all, there was a certain clarity that could only come in the eye of a storm. Which was what the circus ultimately had become to him.
“I suppose if I was going to take him home,” he said, remaining a safe distance from the scene so as not to spook the poor creature, “I should give him a name first? What good is a pet without a proper name, hm?”. Kesi had managed to find a piece of wood in the middle of the desert, which had long since ceased surprising Aelius. These things just happened around her.
“Mister Scales?” he mused aloud. He had never needed to name a pet before--usually the pet names were given to him, not the other way around. “You can have the naming privilege” he ceded, knowing anything he came up with would be terrible. Her further questioning did give him cause for pause. He thought of what he might say that would not be terribly sarcastic but little came to mind.
“If I was going to take him home I suppose I would let the expert who happened to be with me handle the little beast,” he said sarcastically. “But if that’s not an option, then I would probably try to get the snake onto that handy stave you’ve managed to find. Like you said, make him comfortable. That, and I don’t think I’m very scary.”
As he finished talking an idea came to him and he pulled his shirt off, and then laid it on the desert sand. “If we can get him onto that,” he pointed to Kesi’s stick, “and then get him here,” he motioned to the shirt, which he was quickly adjusting and tying together in an attempt at a makeshift sack, ‘then we’ve got enough to hold him until home, right?” he asked, his dark eyes glittering with excitement that had quickly caught on despite his efforts to remain detached. It was only a matter of time until he caught Kesi’s contagious excitement, and was fully on board with her antics. If there had been any hesitation it was now gone.
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Aelius was always amused whenever Kesi was on one of her tangents. He could relate, to some extent. Though, his energy was not as boundless as Kesi’s. Once Aelius had his eye on something shiny he would chase it until he got bored, and then drop it completely. But he always watched Kesi with wary curiosity, and she, like the rest of the circus, was chaos given flesh. The snakes, however, he could have done without.
He was perfectly fine to leave them where they lay, and let them eat, sleep, and bite whomever and whatever their little hearts may have desired--so long as it was not him. He was not afraid of them, at least, no more than any moderately sane person should be. They were a wild animal--and to court them was to court death. He had a healthy respect for the rush of adrenaline that came with such a dance, and some of the animals were even cute--though he would never admit that to anyone while he was sober. Still, he preferred to let the experts do their job while he watched them work from afar.
Kesi explained how she would have normally handled such a situation, and Aelius listened raptly. While he hoped to never be in a situation where the knowledge would be necessary, one could never know the path of life laid before them. That was the beauty of Chaos, after all. Once you embraced it all, there was a certain clarity that could only come in the eye of a storm. Which was what the circus ultimately had become to him.
“I suppose if I was going to take him home,” he said, remaining a safe distance from the scene so as not to spook the poor creature, “I should give him a name first? What good is a pet without a proper name, hm?”. Kesi had managed to find a piece of wood in the middle of the desert, which had long since ceased surprising Aelius. These things just happened around her.
“Mister Scales?” he mused aloud. He had never needed to name a pet before--usually the pet names were given to him, not the other way around. “You can have the naming privilege” he ceded, knowing anything he came up with would be terrible. Her further questioning did give him cause for pause. He thought of what he might say that would not be terribly sarcastic but little came to mind.
“If I was going to take him home I suppose I would let the expert who happened to be with me handle the little beast,” he said sarcastically. “But if that’s not an option, then I would probably try to get the snake onto that handy stave you’ve managed to find. Like you said, make him comfortable. That, and I don’t think I’m very scary.”
As he finished talking an idea came to him and he pulled his shirt off, and then laid it on the desert sand. “If we can get him onto that,” he pointed to Kesi’s stick, “and then get him here,” he motioned to the shirt, which he was quickly adjusting and tying together in an attempt at a makeshift sack, ‘then we’ve got enough to hold him until home, right?” he asked, his dark eyes glittering with excitement that had quickly caught on despite his efforts to remain detached. It was only a matter of time until he caught Kesi’s contagious excitement, and was fully on board with her antics. If there had been any hesitation it was now gone.
Aelius was always amused whenever Kesi was on one of her tangents. He could relate, to some extent. Though, his energy was not as boundless as Kesi’s. Once Aelius had his eye on something shiny he would chase it until he got bored, and then drop it completely. But he always watched Kesi with wary curiosity, and she, like the rest of the circus, was chaos given flesh. The snakes, however, he could have done without.
He was perfectly fine to leave them where they lay, and let them eat, sleep, and bite whomever and whatever their little hearts may have desired--so long as it was not him. He was not afraid of them, at least, no more than any moderately sane person should be. They were a wild animal--and to court them was to court death. He had a healthy respect for the rush of adrenaline that came with such a dance, and some of the animals were even cute--though he would never admit that to anyone while he was sober. Still, he preferred to let the experts do their job while he watched them work from afar.
Kesi explained how she would have normally handled such a situation, and Aelius listened raptly. While he hoped to never be in a situation where the knowledge would be necessary, one could never know the path of life laid before them. That was the beauty of Chaos, after all. Once you embraced it all, there was a certain clarity that could only come in the eye of a storm. Which was what the circus ultimately had become to him.
“I suppose if I was going to take him home,” he said, remaining a safe distance from the scene so as not to spook the poor creature, “I should give him a name first? What good is a pet without a proper name, hm?”. Kesi had managed to find a piece of wood in the middle of the desert, which had long since ceased surprising Aelius. These things just happened around her.
“Mister Scales?” he mused aloud. He had never needed to name a pet before--usually the pet names were given to him, not the other way around. “You can have the naming privilege” he ceded, knowing anything he came up with would be terrible. Her further questioning did give him cause for pause. He thought of what he might say that would not be terribly sarcastic but little came to mind.
“If I was going to take him home I suppose I would let the expert who happened to be with me handle the little beast,” he said sarcastically. “But if that’s not an option, then I would probably try to get the snake onto that handy stave you’ve managed to find. Like you said, make him comfortable. That, and I don’t think I’m very scary.”
As he finished talking an idea came to him and he pulled his shirt off, and then laid it on the desert sand. “If we can get him onto that,” he pointed to Kesi’s stick, “and then get him here,” he motioned to the shirt, which he was quickly adjusting and tying together in an attempt at a makeshift sack, ‘then we’ve got enough to hold him until home, right?” he asked, his dark eyes glittering with excitement that had quickly caught on despite his efforts to remain detached. It was only a matter of time until he caught Kesi’s contagious excitement, and was fully on board with her antics. If there had been any hesitation it was now gone.
Kesi didn’t like his plan. The shirt plan was fine, that wasn’t the part that Kesi had a problem with. It was the naming part. She didn’t name her snakes. She only named one- her favorite. Her favorite was Apep and he was her’s. No other snake truly mattered. At least until Kesi killed Apep, but then a new Apep took its place. Naming a snake was weird. It was adding an unnecessary attachment. What if something happened and Kesi got sad that it died? Kesi didn’t like being sad. Was Aelius trying to make her sad? That wasn’t very nice. Was he a bully?
No, no. He’s not a bully! She thought. Though now she was worried. What if he was a bully and didn’t even know it? Can bullies not know they’re bullies? Could you accidentally be a bully? All this was giving Kesi a headache. This situation was too confusing. Right now what was important was the snake. She had to capture it carefully, making sure neither of them got hurt.
“That’s a good idea,” Kesi said, referring to the capturing and not the name. No snake of her’s will have a name. Kesi just had to be quick. She captured a snake before, so it wouldn’t be a problem. But with Aeilus holding the shirt… well, what if he dropped it?
Then it would be his fault. Kesi reminded herself. But then Kesi would be sad. Aelius had a name. If he got bit and he got hurt then Kesi would be sad. Even if he was a bully in disguise, he was also a friend. He was family.
Kesi looked at the snake. It looked at her. Suddenly her mind stopped whirling. There weren’t random, stray thoughts flying through her brain. Things were still. The world melted away. All that existed was Kesi and this snake.
Hiss. It told her. Back away. I won’t hurt you, Kesi thought. Hiss, hiss. How can I trust that? Because you’re not Apep.
With the stick Kesi poked at it. It looked defensive for a moment, but after a bit, it coiled around it. Quickly Kesi moved the creature to the makeshift sack. It thrashed wildly. Kesi helped with using the stick to tie it closed shut, so it hung off of it and they could carry it at a distance.
“Aphosis.” Kesi finally answered Aelius. Another name for Apep, and for snake. Kesi wasn’t very original either. “Aphosis is yours. I’m going to use him for his venom, of course. But it’s up to you to take care of him. You wanted him named, so that means he’s your snake now.” He was too small for shows but deadly enough that it was still useful for Kesi. Kesi wouldn’t mind letting someone have one snake. “I can teach you how to train him.”
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Kesi didn’t like his plan. The shirt plan was fine, that wasn’t the part that Kesi had a problem with. It was the naming part. She didn’t name her snakes. She only named one- her favorite. Her favorite was Apep and he was her’s. No other snake truly mattered. At least until Kesi killed Apep, but then a new Apep took its place. Naming a snake was weird. It was adding an unnecessary attachment. What if something happened and Kesi got sad that it died? Kesi didn’t like being sad. Was Aelius trying to make her sad? That wasn’t very nice. Was he a bully?
No, no. He’s not a bully! She thought. Though now she was worried. What if he was a bully and didn’t even know it? Can bullies not know they’re bullies? Could you accidentally be a bully? All this was giving Kesi a headache. This situation was too confusing. Right now what was important was the snake. She had to capture it carefully, making sure neither of them got hurt.
“That’s a good idea,” Kesi said, referring to the capturing and not the name. No snake of her’s will have a name. Kesi just had to be quick. She captured a snake before, so it wouldn’t be a problem. But with Aeilus holding the shirt… well, what if he dropped it?
Then it would be his fault. Kesi reminded herself. But then Kesi would be sad. Aelius had a name. If he got bit and he got hurt then Kesi would be sad. Even if he was a bully in disguise, he was also a friend. He was family.
Kesi looked at the snake. It looked at her. Suddenly her mind stopped whirling. There weren’t random, stray thoughts flying through her brain. Things were still. The world melted away. All that existed was Kesi and this snake.
Hiss. It told her. Back away. I won’t hurt you, Kesi thought. Hiss, hiss. How can I trust that? Because you’re not Apep.
With the stick Kesi poked at it. It looked defensive for a moment, but after a bit, it coiled around it. Quickly Kesi moved the creature to the makeshift sack. It thrashed wildly. Kesi helped with using the stick to tie it closed shut, so it hung off of it and they could carry it at a distance.
“Aphosis.” Kesi finally answered Aelius. Another name for Apep, and for snake. Kesi wasn’t very original either. “Aphosis is yours. I’m going to use him for his venom, of course. But it’s up to you to take care of him. You wanted him named, so that means he’s your snake now.” He was too small for shows but deadly enough that it was still useful for Kesi. Kesi wouldn’t mind letting someone have one snake. “I can teach you how to train him.”
Kesi didn’t like his plan. The shirt plan was fine, that wasn’t the part that Kesi had a problem with. It was the naming part. She didn’t name her snakes. She only named one- her favorite. Her favorite was Apep and he was her’s. No other snake truly mattered. At least until Kesi killed Apep, but then a new Apep took its place. Naming a snake was weird. It was adding an unnecessary attachment. What if something happened and Kesi got sad that it died? Kesi didn’t like being sad. Was Aelius trying to make her sad? That wasn’t very nice. Was he a bully?
No, no. He’s not a bully! She thought. Though now she was worried. What if he was a bully and didn’t even know it? Can bullies not know they’re bullies? Could you accidentally be a bully? All this was giving Kesi a headache. This situation was too confusing. Right now what was important was the snake. She had to capture it carefully, making sure neither of them got hurt.
“That’s a good idea,” Kesi said, referring to the capturing and not the name. No snake of her’s will have a name. Kesi just had to be quick. She captured a snake before, so it wouldn’t be a problem. But with Aeilus holding the shirt… well, what if he dropped it?
Then it would be his fault. Kesi reminded herself. But then Kesi would be sad. Aelius had a name. If he got bit and he got hurt then Kesi would be sad. Even if he was a bully in disguise, he was also a friend. He was family.
Kesi looked at the snake. It looked at her. Suddenly her mind stopped whirling. There weren’t random, stray thoughts flying through her brain. Things were still. The world melted away. All that existed was Kesi and this snake.
Hiss. It told her. Back away. I won’t hurt you, Kesi thought. Hiss, hiss. How can I trust that? Because you’re not Apep.
With the stick Kesi poked at it. It looked defensive for a moment, but after a bit, it coiled around it. Quickly Kesi moved the creature to the makeshift sack. It thrashed wildly. Kesi helped with using the stick to tie it closed shut, so it hung off of it and they could carry it at a distance.
“Aphosis.” Kesi finally answered Aelius. Another name for Apep, and for snake. Kesi wasn’t very original either. “Aphosis is yours. I’m going to use him for his venom, of course. But it’s up to you to take care of him. You wanted him named, so that means he’s your snake now.” He was too small for shows but deadly enough that it was still useful for Kesi. Kesi wouldn’t mind letting someone have one snake. “I can teach you how to train him.”
Aelius watched with patient eyes, not sure what was going on in Kesi’s mind. Truth be told he was never sure, he was not entirely sure that anyone really knew what went on in Kesi’s mind. Maybe their fearless leader, but even then Aelius had his doubts on this one matter. That wasn’t to say there was a lack of trust, merely understanding. But one did not understand such forces of nature, much like one did not understand why storms raged so hard one day and were quite as a kitten the next.
He watched Kesi at work, watched the way her body moved, the language of her muscles as they tensed, relaxed, twisted. Kesi understood snakes, and Aelius understood the language of the body. He watched, his breath caught in his chest as his partner worked. Life and death were on the line, as they were most days with the two of them. However, this time life seemed more likely than not. He trusted Kesi to know her craft and while he knew she would never hurt a snake, he did not have as much faith that the snake would not hurt him.
Kesi wrangled her scaly friend with a deftness that never ceased to surprise, it was a strange joy watching her work, but Aelius would never admit that. Or maybe he would if the timing was right, everyone needed an ego boost now and again, after all. Aelius tucked his thoughts away as Kesi needed his help getting the snake secured within the shirt he had provided.
Once his friend had instructed him and named the poor creature, he knew he was in for something much longer than he had intended. He was not, however, about to start a fight over it. Kesi had spoken, and in the long run it did little to inconvenience Aelius. He had never thought himself a pet-owning kind of person, and now he was. That was just the way of it. There was no point in fighting it, the snake had a name now, and Kesi had given him the responsibility of ownership. If he said anything to combat that it would make him look like a complete ass. And while he was capable of being such, it was not necessary in this moment.
Aelius gingerly accepted the package, trying not to let his nervousness show. Surely the sweat beading on his forehead was simply from the sun pounding them from above. “Apophis,” he repeated, running the name over his tongue. He didn’t hate it. “Seems fitting, “ he said dryly, “you’re free to do with him as you will.” Aelius confirmed when Kesi spoke of milking the deadly snake for it’s venom. He certainly would never want to do such a task unless his life depended on it. Which, now it may very well have. “ I would very much appreciate that," he said with a warm relief as Kesi offered help with training. He appreciated her offering her time, precious as it was, to him.
“Still, I have to say that it was a gift watching you work. It was a dance all in its own, you know. I may not know what was going on, or how to work with our fine scaled friends, but even I could see the dance your bodies were performing. You may have just inspired my next performance, you know. I’ll have something to think about when I’m not training....Apophis,” he said, the name still new to him.
“Hopefully he’ll be comfortable enough for us to finish our errand, maybe we’ll find lunch for us--and him, along the way hm?" Aelius just hoped that he was not on the menu for lunch, though he did not think snakes generally feasted on circus flesh. Biting and eating were after all, two different things.
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Aelius watched with patient eyes, not sure what was going on in Kesi’s mind. Truth be told he was never sure, he was not entirely sure that anyone really knew what went on in Kesi’s mind. Maybe their fearless leader, but even then Aelius had his doubts on this one matter. That wasn’t to say there was a lack of trust, merely understanding. But one did not understand such forces of nature, much like one did not understand why storms raged so hard one day and were quite as a kitten the next.
He watched Kesi at work, watched the way her body moved, the language of her muscles as they tensed, relaxed, twisted. Kesi understood snakes, and Aelius understood the language of the body. He watched, his breath caught in his chest as his partner worked. Life and death were on the line, as they were most days with the two of them. However, this time life seemed more likely than not. He trusted Kesi to know her craft and while he knew she would never hurt a snake, he did not have as much faith that the snake would not hurt him.
Kesi wrangled her scaly friend with a deftness that never ceased to surprise, it was a strange joy watching her work, but Aelius would never admit that. Or maybe he would if the timing was right, everyone needed an ego boost now and again, after all. Aelius tucked his thoughts away as Kesi needed his help getting the snake secured within the shirt he had provided.
Once his friend had instructed him and named the poor creature, he knew he was in for something much longer than he had intended. He was not, however, about to start a fight over it. Kesi had spoken, and in the long run it did little to inconvenience Aelius. He had never thought himself a pet-owning kind of person, and now he was. That was just the way of it. There was no point in fighting it, the snake had a name now, and Kesi had given him the responsibility of ownership. If he said anything to combat that it would make him look like a complete ass. And while he was capable of being such, it was not necessary in this moment.
Aelius gingerly accepted the package, trying not to let his nervousness show. Surely the sweat beading on his forehead was simply from the sun pounding them from above. “Apophis,” he repeated, running the name over his tongue. He didn’t hate it. “Seems fitting, “ he said dryly, “you’re free to do with him as you will.” Aelius confirmed when Kesi spoke of milking the deadly snake for it’s venom. He certainly would never want to do such a task unless his life depended on it. Which, now it may very well have. “ I would very much appreciate that," he said with a warm relief as Kesi offered help with training. He appreciated her offering her time, precious as it was, to him.
“Still, I have to say that it was a gift watching you work. It was a dance all in its own, you know. I may not know what was going on, or how to work with our fine scaled friends, but even I could see the dance your bodies were performing. You may have just inspired my next performance, you know. I’ll have something to think about when I’m not training....Apophis,” he said, the name still new to him.
“Hopefully he’ll be comfortable enough for us to finish our errand, maybe we’ll find lunch for us--and him, along the way hm?" Aelius just hoped that he was not on the menu for lunch, though he did not think snakes generally feasted on circus flesh. Biting and eating were after all, two different things.
Aelius watched with patient eyes, not sure what was going on in Kesi’s mind. Truth be told he was never sure, he was not entirely sure that anyone really knew what went on in Kesi’s mind. Maybe their fearless leader, but even then Aelius had his doubts on this one matter. That wasn’t to say there was a lack of trust, merely understanding. But one did not understand such forces of nature, much like one did not understand why storms raged so hard one day and were quite as a kitten the next.
He watched Kesi at work, watched the way her body moved, the language of her muscles as they tensed, relaxed, twisted. Kesi understood snakes, and Aelius understood the language of the body. He watched, his breath caught in his chest as his partner worked. Life and death were on the line, as they were most days with the two of them. However, this time life seemed more likely than not. He trusted Kesi to know her craft and while he knew she would never hurt a snake, he did not have as much faith that the snake would not hurt him.
Kesi wrangled her scaly friend with a deftness that never ceased to surprise, it was a strange joy watching her work, but Aelius would never admit that. Or maybe he would if the timing was right, everyone needed an ego boost now and again, after all. Aelius tucked his thoughts away as Kesi needed his help getting the snake secured within the shirt he had provided.
Once his friend had instructed him and named the poor creature, he knew he was in for something much longer than he had intended. He was not, however, about to start a fight over it. Kesi had spoken, and in the long run it did little to inconvenience Aelius. He had never thought himself a pet-owning kind of person, and now he was. That was just the way of it. There was no point in fighting it, the snake had a name now, and Kesi had given him the responsibility of ownership. If he said anything to combat that it would make him look like a complete ass. And while he was capable of being such, it was not necessary in this moment.
Aelius gingerly accepted the package, trying not to let his nervousness show. Surely the sweat beading on his forehead was simply from the sun pounding them from above. “Apophis,” he repeated, running the name over his tongue. He didn’t hate it. “Seems fitting, “ he said dryly, “you’re free to do with him as you will.” Aelius confirmed when Kesi spoke of milking the deadly snake for it’s venom. He certainly would never want to do such a task unless his life depended on it. Which, now it may very well have. “ I would very much appreciate that," he said with a warm relief as Kesi offered help with training. He appreciated her offering her time, precious as it was, to him.
“Still, I have to say that it was a gift watching you work. It was a dance all in its own, you know. I may not know what was going on, or how to work with our fine scaled friends, but even I could see the dance your bodies were performing. You may have just inspired my next performance, you know. I’ll have something to think about when I’m not training....Apophis,” he said, the name still new to him.
“Hopefully he’ll be comfortable enough for us to finish our errand, maybe we’ll find lunch for us--and him, along the way hm?" Aelius just hoped that he was not on the menu for lunch, though he did not think snakes generally feasted on circus flesh. Biting and eating were after all, two different things.
It had been years since Kesi had trained a man with snakes. Shakir disappeared about three years ago, and Kesi had never batted an eye. Though Aelius was different. He was a friend (much like Shakir was) but he wouldn’t be a snake charmer. That alone was for Kesi, for now and always. But that would be fun! She hoped that Aelius would come to love Aphosis like Kesi loved Apep. And if he didn’t, well he could just kill him and Kesi could help him get a new one. Though that would be a waste of venom and Kesi would be very sad about that.
“Yeah, we should hurry back!” Where were they going anyway? Didn’t they have a mission or something? Kesi could vaguely remember she wasn’t supposed to be distracted. But then again, clearly whatever it was it wasn’t important. Otherwise, Kesi would have focused and left the snake be. Aphosis was more important than whatever they were originally going to do, so Kesi felt no guilt about being distracted. Life wasn’t about feeling guilty anyway. It wasn’t like Nem sent them to do anything. Kesi wouldn’t have been distracted then. Not ever.
It was sweet what Aelius said about watching Kesi work. Kesi never thought about what the other performers thought of her. Honestly, she didn’t think they much liked her performances. Though that might be just Zein. Zein didn’t really like Kesi’s snakes after one bit him because Zein was being stupid. Stupid Zein.
But Kesi felt the warm fuzzy happy feeling inside when Aelius complimented her. It wasn’t quite like Nem. Nem’s approval was the only thing Kesi needed in life. But it didn’t diminish Aelius. He was so nice! That must be why he’s so popular. “Maybe I can show you one of the new sets I’m working on with my snakes! That might be fun. Oh we can do one together! You and your swords, me, and my snakes. It would be so dangerous and exciting! I love doing sets with people. Zein doesn’t do them anymore with me because he’s boring. ” Kesi loved Zein. He was family. But also he was stupid. Kesi needed to say no more.
The snake was still hissing. Aphosis was obviously very agitated. “We should hurry. We wouldn’t want Aphosis to hurt himself.” Or worse. The way he wiggled who knows if he escaped. Then Kesi would have to worry about Aelius all over again! She didn’t quite like cycles. Cycles were predictable. “Let’s go!”
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It had been years since Kesi had trained a man with snakes. Shakir disappeared about three years ago, and Kesi had never batted an eye. Though Aelius was different. He was a friend (much like Shakir was) but he wouldn’t be a snake charmer. That alone was for Kesi, for now and always. But that would be fun! She hoped that Aelius would come to love Aphosis like Kesi loved Apep. And if he didn’t, well he could just kill him and Kesi could help him get a new one. Though that would be a waste of venom and Kesi would be very sad about that.
“Yeah, we should hurry back!” Where were they going anyway? Didn’t they have a mission or something? Kesi could vaguely remember she wasn’t supposed to be distracted. But then again, clearly whatever it was it wasn’t important. Otherwise, Kesi would have focused and left the snake be. Aphosis was more important than whatever they were originally going to do, so Kesi felt no guilt about being distracted. Life wasn’t about feeling guilty anyway. It wasn’t like Nem sent them to do anything. Kesi wouldn’t have been distracted then. Not ever.
It was sweet what Aelius said about watching Kesi work. Kesi never thought about what the other performers thought of her. Honestly, she didn’t think they much liked her performances. Though that might be just Zein. Zein didn’t really like Kesi’s snakes after one bit him because Zein was being stupid. Stupid Zein.
But Kesi felt the warm fuzzy happy feeling inside when Aelius complimented her. It wasn’t quite like Nem. Nem’s approval was the only thing Kesi needed in life. But it didn’t diminish Aelius. He was so nice! That must be why he’s so popular. “Maybe I can show you one of the new sets I’m working on with my snakes! That might be fun. Oh we can do one together! You and your swords, me, and my snakes. It would be so dangerous and exciting! I love doing sets with people. Zein doesn’t do them anymore with me because he’s boring. ” Kesi loved Zein. He was family. But also he was stupid. Kesi needed to say no more.
The snake was still hissing. Aphosis was obviously very agitated. “We should hurry. We wouldn’t want Aphosis to hurt himself.” Or worse. The way he wiggled who knows if he escaped. Then Kesi would have to worry about Aelius all over again! She didn’t quite like cycles. Cycles were predictable. “Let’s go!”
It had been years since Kesi had trained a man with snakes. Shakir disappeared about three years ago, and Kesi had never batted an eye. Though Aelius was different. He was a friend (much like Shakir was) but he wouldn’t be a snake charmer. That alone was for Kesi, for now and always. But that would be fun! She hoped that Aelius would come to love Aphosis like Kesi loved Apep. And if he didn’t, well he could just kill him and Kesi could help him get a new one. Though that would be a waste of venom and Kesi would be very sad about that.
“Yeah, we should hurry back!” Where were they going anyway? Didn’t they have a mission or something? Kesi could vaguely remember she wasn’t supposed to be distracted. But then again, clearly whatever it was it wasn’t important. Otherwise, Kesi would have focused and left the snake be. Aphosis was more important than whatever they were originally going to do, so Kesi felt no guilt about being distracted. Life wasn’t about feeling guilty anyway. It wasn’t like Nem sent them to do anything. Kesi wouldn’t have been distracted then. Not ever.
It was sweet what Aelius said about watching Kesi work. Kesi never thought about what the other performers thought of her. Honestly, she didn’t think they much liked her performances. Though that might be just Zein. Zein didn’t really like Kesi’s snakes after one bit him because Zein was being stupid. Stupid Zein.
But Kesi felt the warm fuzzy happy feeling inside when Aelius complimented her. It wasn’t quite like Nem. Nem’s approval was the only thing Kesi needed in life. But it didn’t diminish Aelius. He was so nice! That must be why he’s so popular. “Maybe I can show you one of the new sets I’m working on with my snakes! That might be fun. Oh we can do one together! You and your swords, me, and my snakes. It would be so dangerous and exciting! I love doing sets with people. Zein doesn’t do them anymore with me because he’s boring. ” Kesi loved Zein. He was family. But also he was stupid. Kesi needed to say no more.
The snake was still hissing. Aphosis was obviously very agitated. “We should hurry. We wouldn’t want Aphosis to hurt himself.” Or worse. The way he wiggled who knows if he escaped. Then Kesi would have to worry about Aelius all over again! She didn’t quite like cycles. Cycles were predictable. “Let’s go!”