The Carnival.. how fun.

[Artemis]

((OOC: Meh I just thought a carnival would be fun... So basically any and everyone is welcome.. Just allow Saint to post first please... Thankies. And when I say everyone I mean everyone ok. Don't think it's just for the two of us I hate when ppl do that and it's for everyone, I would've closed it duh...XP))

"Sky...where are you taking me?"

"Out... stop asking me where... I'm just taking you out ok..."

"I would like to no where though... and why are you such in a rush?....Oh wait... you don't want Jasmine knowing right?"

"Exactly... she won't leave me alone.. So hurry up and come on"

"Coming..."

A slight smile curled across Artemis lips as she her keys and left with her adopted brother Sky. Well Artemis never referred to him as that because to her, he was her brother. That brother that she ''lost'' a few years ago. Truthfully she didn't necessarily ''lose'' her brother he left the orphanage to escape the abuse they were enduring there. But she felt like she lost him because he never returned to get her like he promised. But today she would try not to think about her abandoning brother, and just enjoy wherever Sky was taking her.

Her seldom expression ((Look at avi or siggy)) remained as she looked out the window of Sky's car. Her dark blue hair was tied back in a ponytail and her bangs out. ((Look at avi or siggy)) A crimson red short sleeve shirt hugged lightly to her upper body, while dark blue jeans hugged her lower body and white and red sneakers. She just watched as the buildings and trees went by until her eyes caught on to a huge ferris wheel and noticed they were headed towards it's direction.

"We're going to a carnival Sky?"

*smiles* "Yeah.. I thought we could have some fun ya know... Just me and you.. What do you say?"

"Hmm.. I guess so.. yea"

They parked the car in the nearest parking space and got out to explore. It was a rather large carnival complete with a big tent for a circus. They walked up and paided their admission, but instead of getting tickets for the rides, he bought the wrists bands for the whole day. Sky and Artemis roamed around the carnival a bit looking at the attractions and stuff. Just as Artemis turned her head to look at a water gun game in which the object was to be the first to pop the balloon, she heard a very familiar female voice.

"Hello Sky..."[/b]

*In complete shock* "Umm... Jas..Jasmine.. hi"

Hmm... I'm not surprised.. She was probably following us the whole time...

"It's such a surprise to see you here.."[/b]

"Heh...yea.. big surprise"

Artemis already had begun walking away towards the water game, as Sky as turning to look at her to give her that pleding look to stay by his side, but it was too late.

"Arte... hey! whoa!"

"Come on..let's ride the ferris wheel"[/b]

Jasmine had wrapped her arm around Sky's arm and practically was dragging him away for he didn't wish to go. Meanwhile Artemis got to booth and paided the man 2 dollars and took her place at number 8. There were 13 stations and 5 of them were already taken. The man was still annoucning for more players, more players equalled a bigger prize. Right now the prize they were playing for was a medium sized one. Artemis had her eyes set on the beautiful plush white tiger they had with the blue eyes. She picked up the gun and started to aim, awaiting for more players but parted her lips to speak. Her voice was calm as she declared the white tiger was hers. Sometimes she could be a bit competitive. Her tone was slightly low, but anyone near her could hear it.

"..I'm winning that white tiger..."

((OOC: I am giving the permission for me to be beaten in this game... I don't necessarily have to win ok... thankies.))

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A carnival. It seemed like that would allow Saint to relax and have some fun. Having never lived, well remembered, living in the states the freshman had been expecting something quite different. Games, rides, food stands galore but there didn’t seem to be a parade on the way or people wearing cultural costumes. Ah well, that didn’t mean this wouldn’t fun. He made his way through the crowds, scouting various stands for something to try first. There was game where the objective seemed to be knocking over a pyramid of bottles with a baseball. Saint placed a couple dollars down and two tosses later the top bottle came crashing down. Close, last throw. A complete and utter whiff. The student couldn’t help but laugh at himself as he made his way on to the next item to try.

Heavenly aroma filled the air shifting the boy’s attention to a fried dough stand. Seeing the short line, Saint jumped at the chance. Three fifty and a few seconds later, he had a paper plate that held a long chuck of fried dough, which he promptly covered in sugar and cinnamon. The taste was just as heavenly as the aroma and Saint made a mental note to get more before he left. He might even have to ask how to make it so he could make some for himself when he got home. Fried Dough was his favorite “junk” food.

Then he came across a game with water guns and players tried to pop a balloon, first to do so got a prize. Why not? Saint placed the proper amount of cash down on the counter and took his spot… station 13. Great, unlucky 13. Shrugging the bad omen aside, he whipped his hands thoroughly with his napkin before gripping the water gun tightly. He wondered how long they would have to wait for the stand to be filled. Hopefully it wouldn’t be to long, Saint did not want his fried dough to get cold… not to mention the distraction the smell was… Be Strong!

[John]

A young Freshman boy with white hair and red eyes had made his way to the Carnival, maybe he could make soem spare change by doing tricks for money. But no, his tan skin wasn't gonna get any darker in this sun, but showing it off was nice, a white tank top, and some karate pants, no big deal, this was all for show of course, he did not know Karate he knew Muay Thai, but it was for effect, stupid americans, anyways, he made his way around looking for a good spot to set up show, when it hit him.

"Mmmmm..."

His super smeller had picked up a smell, it was sugar, breadish, cinnamin. Oh dear god it was the dude at the water balloon game. He payed the two bucks he yoinked form a passing stranger as they bumped into each other and got his position in booth number 4. why so far away? Well, he could still smell it from here, and here he could plan his way of going about stealing this lovely display of dough. He figured if he won this, he could draw too much attention, so he would poilitely lose, and be on his way to stealing that bread, but then if tthe guy with the dough won, then he would have alot of attention, and probably be caught up in it too much to notice his dough before it disappeared.

This all relied on the dude winning. If he won he would be up one prize, and down one paper plate with dough on it. Oh yes, the perfect score, to get him all sugered up for tricking later on. Yes he still needed money so he needed energy, no food, no energy, no tricking, no money. Then the cycle starts all over again, the cycle must end, John had to get that dough.

[Artemis]

((OOC: Sorry guys.. truly I've only had time for maybe one quick post. But I'll try to keep up, I've got a lot of things ahead of me to do.))

Artemis was determined to win that plush white tiger, it was one of her favorite animals. She was leaning on the counter aiming the gun at the target when a certain familiar scent hit her nose. The amora of fried dough with sugar and cinnamon teased the young beauty's sense of smell. It had been some time since she's had fried dough, funny she didn't even think about getting some before until now.

Mm.. it smells so good. It's been awhile, maybe I'll get some after I win this...

She lifted her head up a bit and left her eyes trail to her right, looking 5 stations down from her she saw the source of the aroma. She had to admit that the guy was quite handsome, but yet she only looked his way because of the aroma of the sweet junk food. Honey colored orbs looked at him for a moment with that seldom expression, before returning looking to her left seeing another join at station 4. Then the man working the stand spoke over the microphone.

"Alright guys seeing that there's no one else stepping up... Here's how it is. You'll be playing for the large prizes now... At the sound of the bell you guys are gonna aim and fire... First to pop the balloon wins."[/b]

About time..Now I can get the large white tiger...

Artemis got back into position aiming the gun again awaiting for the man to sound the bell.

"Alright... Ready...aim.... go!"[/b]

*Ding*

The bell sounded and the water began spraying out of the guns. Who would win this? Artemis was determined, but there was no guarnetee she would. Besides when the water first came out she had been off the target just a bit, but moved it right on to it in an instant. Tricky little things.

((OOC:Anyone's game...XD))

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((OoC: >_> <_< Greedy ole’ me… XD… and I think John was going to try and steal my dough during the race. -_-)

When the Carney said they were about to start Saint prepared himself. He closed his left and lined his right along the water gun’s barrel. It wouldn’t help much since the slightest breeze could change the water’s path but this was for fun more than anything else, so he was going to have fun with it. As soon as the bell went off all the competitors were blasting away to win the prize. Though the players didn’t notice a few people stopped to watch out of momentary interest, like turning on a race at the end just to see who won, even though you don’t care. Down the stretch they came, neck and neck… who would win?! Station 4, station 5, or station 13 … or would another steal it?! THE SUPSENSE IS KILLING ME!!! The bell went off signaling the race was over and the Carney turned, grabbing the prize…

“Winner 13!”

The Carney walked down and handed the prize to Saint, who stared at the giant stuffed animal wondering… what the hell was he going to do with it? Immediately the man went back to getting people to “step on up and win a prize” while Saint got up staring into the big button eyes. He chuckled slightly and set the tiger’s hind legs on his shoulders and the front legs on the top of his head. A small girl walking by with her father giggled while pointing at “the silly man with a tiger on his head”. After waving back with an equally silly smile Saint was about to leave when he remember his dough was still on the counter. Quickly the freshman spun on his heels to get it but…

((OoC: Open ending!!!))

[John]

Perfect, the water started spreying and John hadn't even hit the target much, the guy that won was the guy with the dough, oh sweet gloriouse dough. the smell compelled him it would seem the guy got up and was leavign without the dough, oh this was so perfect. he flew in, like a bat out of hell, grabbed the dough and all of a sudden. . . WAM, right into someone else. It was a girl, it seems he had just rammed into the person who had declaired the tiger hers. Well if this wasn't the worst possible thing, idiot red eyes here wasn't look in front of him when he charged and rammed right into someone, way to go dumb ass.

"Sorry."

John jumped up grabbed the dough and fast footed it out of there. he had been seen, but that didn't stop him from getting away. with the time it probably took him to stand up the guy whos dough he had just stollen would probably have seen him. He would rush off, and duck down behind one of those game stands and if you tried really hard over, the sounds of the carnival you could hear the faint sound of.

"Munch. . Grumble, munch. . . Munch."

[Artemis]

((OOC: *Dramatically cries* My white tiger....*pouts*))

The bell had sounded as the water sprayed out of the guns. A firece competition of who will pop the balloon first. That was the question wasn't it. Who would win this lovely pulsh white tiger? So many people aiming to win the stuff animal to show it off later. Artemis was one of those people aiming for it. She watched as her balloon filled and then she heard a loud pop; a pop that crushed her hopes of winning that tiger.

"Winner 13!"[/b]

I....lost?

She stood straight up her usual seldom expression turning into one of disbelief in a way. She blinked three times before sighing and turning to look at the winner. Her honey colored orbs looked down the row to see that the winner was the handsome guy that had struck up her sweet tooth. No not him literally, it was the fried dough that he had that struck up her sweet tooth, thought once again she had to admit he was cute. She saw as he placed the tiger on his head and shoulders and couldn't help but smile just a little. Not one for normally just up and talking to someone, she decided to walk over and congrat him even though he ''stole'' her white tiger.

She began to make her way over to him. Artemis turned her eyes away for a moment and just as she brought them back to look in front of her.. BAM! Some extremely careless guy ran into her. It seemed like he was running from someone and wished not to be caught. From the force of the hit, the young beauty stumbled backwards a bit before falling on her behind. She had landed a bit hard so it kind of hurt slightly. Just as quick as the guy said sorry did he disappear, leaving Artemis on the ground kind of rubbing her side a bit.

"Ow.."

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the handsome guy that had struck up her sweet tooth. No not him literally,

((OoC: lol... that was good.))

Catching a glimpse of the guy running off with his fried dough, Saint was about to chase but… couldn’t out of pure shock. Who steals half eaten fried dough?!?! Honestly?! Silvery-colored hair, about five foot ten, wiry guy, karate pants and a white tank… Saint took note and guessed they were about the same age. If they never crossed paths again… that would be the question. Why did he steal the dough? But of course that would all have to wait for that next meeting, right now it seemed that the thief had plowed some girl over while making his escape… for shame! Obviously that guy was no gentleman thief. With a shake of the head Saint got the shock out of his system in order to get himself moving.

Doing the polite thing after witnessing the collision, Saint strode over to the girl who had been knocked down with the tiger still positioned neatly upon his shoulders. He hadn’t noticed her before but she was really… cute. Funny how the world works sometimes. Had none of this happened, chances were he would never have seen her. Saint bent down slightly extending his hands to the girl as an offer to help her back onto her feet. There was a sort of flat expression on his face, since this wasn’t exactly a smiling situation.

“You okay? Here… let me help you up…"

A gesture of kindness can go along way. Saint wasn’t concerned about anything like that though, he just liked helping people, hence his nickname is part. Perhaps the guy should have been more like that, but than again… when your hungry… that becomes a priority.

[Artemis]

((OOC: Why thankies.. ^_^. I thought it was funny. Besides I couldn't help it...))

That was rude..

The young beauty thought as she sat there lightly rubbing her side. The boy that had ran into her came out of nowhere and surprised the hell out of her. It happened so fast she didn't have time to react to it. Maybe if she had saw him just a spilt second eariler she might have been able to either move out the way, counter it, or at least brace herself for it. But unfortunitly for her that didn't happen. Then just as she was gonna help herself up and shadow came over her, and a hand extended in front of her face. Artemis, with her honey colored orbs, looked up to the person who was offering a helping hand.

“You okay? Here… let me help you up…"[/b]

Her eyes caught his for a moment before they trailed to the crystal blue eyes of the white tiger that sat on his head and shoulders. Now if she was anything like the guy that had just ran off, she probably would've snatch that cutie for her own and run off. No not him people.. geezus.. the tiger... THE TIGER!.. Geez you people can be so simple minded. Artemis eyes then trailed back to the guy and placed her hand in his as he helped her up. Once standing up, she released her grip and politely spoke.

"Thank you..."

Looking down at herself she dusted her clothing off a bit and looked back up to him. Her seldom expression remaining. ((See avi for look)) Her lips parted as she spoke to him calmly and friendly.

"For some odd reason I have a feeling that guy might have been running away from you..... Call it a hunch."

She shruged her shoulders lightly, and placed a smile upon her face as she stood in front of him. The one who stole the win from her and claimed the lovely plush white tiger. Those crystal blue button eyes staring down at her, we that 'take me home look'. Oh the dreaded cuteness...so irrestiable it is. How can one resist the power of......'the cuteness'?!

((OOC:So dramatic at the end huh...lol))

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Nothing appeared to be broken from what Saint could see as the girl got to her feet. Their eyes caught and now he was hungry… for something sweet like honey. Could you actually find something honey flavored at a fair? He blinked for a moment to break his tangent of random thoughts, blame the atmosphere. With a polite nod of his head, Saint acknowledged the girl’s thank you. However as unnecessary it may have been, it was always nice to be nice. The freshman then glanced after the fleeing thief while she dusted herself off, he seemed to have gotten well away. Ah well…

“Eh… you’re probably right, since he stole my fried dough. I’ll let him get away this time.”

A joking smile crossed his features as he spoke. It was no big deal, but there was something else. Despite the height difference it wasn’t hard to notice what the girl was looking at… the tiger. At least that is what Saint assumed, it would have been quite awkward if she was staring at him like that. The pillar grabbed the tiger and removed it from his shoulders extending it out to the girl, the face staring straight at her. He smiled as he gestured the gift, in a sense he’d given someone his fried dough, however unintentional it may have been. Why not give her the tiger? Certainly Saint had no practically use for it, may as well go to someone who really wanted it.

“Here. You can have it.”

((OoC: Just as planned >_> heh heh... ^_^))