Torment and Legacy---The Circus of Wayward Wonders (RP)
"We can't all pull off the leather pirate chic! But it definitely suits you, Aida! Maybe it'd work for me too, embodying power and allure. Might take some time to put together a suitable ensemble."
Sara laughed, pronouncing the pretentious word very awkwardly in her country accent. She was just starting to feel a sense of camaraderie among the circus troupe, and especially the other women as they shared their thoughts and experiences.
When Aida's hand gently touched Sara's arm, she tensed up instinctively. Sara was many things, naive, perhaps a little lacking in self-confidence, but one thing she was above all else was a show-off, when it came to her physical gifts. When Aida's hand touched her arm and squeezed she immediately flexed and tightened the bicep, turning it into a rock hard mound of muscle under her grip. Aida could barely dent it. Giggling, Sara grabbed her colleague's hand and held it there while she pumped her arm up and down, making the muscle bounce and writhe like a tube full of snakes. She smirked and winked back at Aida and let her hand go after a moment.
"That's ok, I don't mind if you feel. But don't be silly, ain't nobody going to pay to see me pop my arms out of me sleeves!" she laughed the thought of it absurd to her, but entertaining.
Their playful interaction and the flirtatious energy lingered in the air. However, their attention quickly shifted as the circus wagon arrived at Lazino's farm.
Sara's immense strength came into action as she eagerly jumped off the wagon, ready to help unload and set up the circus tent. Strong, and not afraid of hard work, she was a boon as a worker, even if her show turned out to be a disaster. She was happy to join for coffee (whatever that was) but not until the work was done. She sat next to Felmor to eat, a very healthy portion of food on her plate.
"Felmor, right? You settle on an act?" she asked as she began to eat.
"Or taking some time to work out what it'll be?"