Nesyra walked off as her eyes lingered on Angelo's form trying remember what she was about to do when she heard Mr Bubbles performance ending, and Gabrielles lovely accent raising in the air. She could hear the scared Oh's and Ah's from the audience as she walked slowly towards her own tent. Upon finally reaching the dark purple curtains, she looked around on the circus-terrain smiling at the people that were carefully looking around, their eyes filled with wonder and amazement as they looked at the various creatures and strange performers that seemed to walk past at any given time.<br/><br/>Adrian walked out of the crowd when he finally seemed to be able to spot Serina standing near Izzy, bouncing up and down of excitement from Gabrielle's act. Looking down at his shoes he wondered if he was able to amaze her in a way the other performers could, a slight blush on his face appeared thinking about the kiss that still graced his cheek. Trying to pull up the courage to talk to her, he decides that it wouldn't hurt to ask her about his performance. Maybe, even complimenting her. The thoughts clouded his mind as he couldn't really decide what to do, until he saw Izzy turning away from the snake charmer and talking to Camelia. Her gorgeous blonde hairs were falling gently over her shoulders, and Adrian knew well she was a beautiful sight to see, however it was only a glance he could give her, before returning his gaze over the red lips of Serina and her slightly blushed cheeks. Walking up to her, he puts back a little red rose from his pants pockets into his waistcoat pocket, letting it stick out just enough for everyone to see it.<br/><br/><b>"Hello Serina, you looked amazing on stage today. I bet the townsfolk can't resist a second chance in seeing your beauty again.."</b>He smiled, his most charming smile, his hair still in a ponytail on the back as he fiddles nervously with the ends of his pockets, feeling the heavy balls of his act clinging against his legs. He needed to sort a more gracious way of carrying those bloody things around, because this was making him look slightly ridiculous.<br/><br/><b>"Still smoking I see... I can't see why you would like to inhale something like that.. haha"</b>He really couldn't. The smell of the cigarettes was awful, and he had never tried to smoke anything, but he didn't mind others around him though, He had learned how to tolerate it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>