practice under the big tent.

blinks before smiling brightly, 'That would be great mate! If you wouldn't mind....' He nods over to the small group of boxes. 'I'm Sam by_

the way.'

nods, eyes widening when the guys picks up several boxes at once. 'I-I've only just started,' he manages,instead of asking if he takes_

steroids.

nods, quickening his pace to follow the other. 'Yeah. That tents a beaut and the people here are brill.'

nods, obviously agreeing. 'It'd be great to stand under the stage lights, chest heaving from the exertion of an amazing performance.' He_

places his box next to the others he'd moved, sighing in relief.

walks with him, happily replying. 'I want to be an acrobat.'

blinks at that, 'A beautiful girl asked you to be her dance partner? You should jump at the chance if that's what you're into.'

picks up another box, perhaps feeking a little self conscious about only picking up one. 'Yeah... but it was mostly competition stuff.'

shakes his head, 'Not yet... I don't think I quite have the spirit of the circus... everything I do has the sense of rigidity...'

shakes his head, 'Nah. Thanks to you this took no time at all.' He grins.

hums, 'I know my way to my wagon but that's about it. Willing to give me a tour?'

smiles brightly, 'Thanks mate.' He starts in a general direction, 'So... anything I need to know in order to survive?'

hums, nodding. The woman sounds formidable, 'How do I get her to like me?'

nods, 'I'll be sure to do that then mate. Anything else?'

nods, 'Sounds fair enough... you all seem like a great bunch. I look forward to working with you all.

pauses slightly, looking up with awe. He shakes his head quickly though and follows Alfred in. 'Are most of the staff girls?'

nods, paying close attention to what Alfred points out. 'Really? Maybe I should audition then, for a little bit of equality out on stage.'

mostly joking, 'Are the stage hands mostly guys?'

nods, 'Makes sense. The audiance would probably prefer to watch pretty girls.'

looks around, 'Do you get to practice in here if no one else is about?'

nods, 'I'll keep that in mind. Anything else I need to see in here?'

follows after, 'You sure you don't mind doing all of this mate?'

nods, 'Well that's brill. Feel free to ask away while you show me around.'

raises an eyebrow, he thought the accent would give it away. 'Australia. I'm guessing you're American?'

reaches in to pet a tiger, showing little fear in the face of animals.

smiles, 'Had to get away from the parents. And while Australia is huge, there is only so few places you can go.'

nods, 'For the record, I think you made the best choice.' He laughs too, scratching behind the tigers ear. 'This Sheila's a beaut, aren't ya

doll?'

shakes his head, 'She'll only do that if you're being a pest.' He pulls his hand back, 'Keep an eye on the ears and tails, and you'll be_

fine.'

smiles, looking around. 'I kind of want to meet the lion now.' He looks into a few other cages, 'It is cool, I wish we got to work in here.'

's nose, and therefore plaster scrunches up at the thought of sucking up to either nationalities. 'I think I'd rather just sneak in.'

laughs, 'I won't but thanks for the concern, eh?'

nods, 'I'll be sure to watch out then.' He waits for Alfred to lead the way, waving to the tiger.

isn't so sure about horses, but nods none the less. 'Sounds like a busy little circus... what happens during pack up? Where do we start?

'

nods, 'Alright. Sounds fair enough.'

grins, 'Thanks Alfred. And sorry for taking up your time.'

smiles back, wondering if he should excuse himself but.... 'Where do you get food around here?'

hums, 'I'll stick with this until I can meet the lovely lady you speak of so fondly.' He follows alfred, looking around at the various tents

nods, 'Smells decent at least.'

hello to the chef too, introducing himself rather bashfully as he rubs the back of his neck. 'The food smells brill,' he tells the chef as_

he's served, making sure to thank who served him too.

finds a seat beside Alfred. 'Why did you get extra?' he asks, his own stomach growling as he prepares to dig in

smiles, 'That's nice of her. You seem to have this joint wrapped around your pinky finger.' He digs in, unable to resist the food anymore.

hums, 'Maybe. Depends on how I get on with everyone I suppose. Acrobatics involves a lot of trust, I'm sure.'

nods, 'Yeah. You could break your neck.'

nods, 'Have you never seen a gymnastics meet?'

hums, 'If the big tent is free after this I'll show you a floor routine.'

continues to eat, occassionally sipping on his water. 'Can you do backflips and stuff?'

nods, 'Is that why you're wanting to be a dancer?' He finishes his tea, leaning back in his chair with a sigh of content. He could get used_

to this.

smiled, 'Sounds like you have it made.'

snorts, holding up his chipped mug. 'To the spotlight.' He clinks Alfred's cup with his own before taking a sip of the contents.

follows his example, finding if you followed the guy who knew what he was doing you'd learn fast. 'So, you wanna head to the tent?'

much the same way, stretching out his arms. He makes a short trip back to the tent, almost desperate to feel the burn of a good routine. _

Pushing aside the flap, he finds the room surprisingly empty and grins. ''Looks like we're in luck mate.'

crinkles his nose, 'Not at all.' He stretches his legs quickly and thankfully finds a group of mats big enough for what he wants to do._

Taking off his shoes, he presses down on the mat with his foot to gauge the give before humming in approval. Stretching out his back and_

swinging from side to side a few times, it is only then with a running start that he moves into one of his more practiced routines.

Alexei Nemov Floor Exercise ((Something like this, although obviously not as good. He's nowhere near Olympic_

's level xD;; ))

grins like the idiot he is, chest heaving. 'Not good enough. But I enjoy it.'