Camilla smiled at Pearl, whispering a<span style="color: maroon">"Bless yer heart, sugar"</span>towards Pearl. She patted the girl's shoulder and took her daggers from her belt as she started to juggle the three of them. Her agile fingers had no problem with catching the daggers, be it at the wrapped or pointed end. Every now and then, she'd throw the daggers a little bit higher and make a 360 degree turn, deftly catching the daggers and continuing her juggling.<br/><br/>After some time, she caught the daggers in her hands and bowed, sheathing them back. She walked up to the front of the stage and unsheathed her sword, showing it to the crowd in front of her. Camelia leaned forward with the tip of the sword to let one of the townies feel its sharpness.<span style="color: maroon">"This ain't a toy, sugar. Don't repeat this at home, people. Y'all might go an' regret it.."</span>she said, winking at the crowd.<br/><br/>She stepped back and tilted her head backwards, opening her mouth wide. She spread her legs slightly and slowly slid the sword into her throat until it was in all the way up to the hilt. Then, she once again took the daggers from their sheaths and started to juggle them around.<br/><br/>Pearl kept talking to the crowd, and she heard them cheer and gasp. The excitement of the crowd always made her body fill with warmth. At moments like that, she felt loved, she felt like people cared about her. She was somebody that mattered, even if it was only for a short while.<br/><br/>Camelia stopped juggling and removed the sword from her throat, to end the performance in a bow. And with a content smile, she walked off the stage, hips swaying gently. As she stepped off the stage, she waited for Pearl to follow her and pressed a bright red kiss on the girl's cheek.<span style="color: maroon">"Thank y'all fer savin' me, Pearl.. Girl wouldn't know what to do without you.."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>