Put a Smile on that Drunken Face [OPEN]

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OH LIGHTS ARE ON EVERYONES GONE THE PRINCIPAL OF NATURE IS TRUE BUT ITS A CRUEL WORLD

█ TAGS Virgil Devilry █ WORDS 1308█ NOTES Don't be shy TwT

"So many frowns! This is just no good. Come now! Sujrely you don't want to llok so glum~" Virgil shook his head dramatically, waving his finger. He truned around, leaping up into the air and landing one foot on the low branch of a tree planted in an empty sidewalk space. He stepped out on the limb that should have at least bent under his weight though it did no such thing. Spreading his feet apart some ways he threw his arm out to the side, a common way to open up one's show. And of course he placed on of his arm across his chest,, giving a bow. However he came to notice that not all that many people were paying him any mind. Wow this really was a dull place.

Virgil had come to Scotland, expecting some kind of fun party like atmosphere. He had always had fun with the Scots he had met in America. But this wasn't quite meeting his expectations. The sky was a bland gray that just screamed depression. The people weren't much better really. He had wanted to see some drunken folk dancing with loud music and claps and laughter. This was to be put lightly rather glum. It was really wearing down on his colorful mood. What a downer. He'd just have to fix all of this.

"Ladies and gentle men, please, may I borrow you eyes for a moment?" He stood up straight, arms up above his head. Now maybe a few people were watching him, giving the colorful male a few weird looks. That was better than nothing. He'd just have to capture everyone else. He suddenly pointed to his left with his left arm and from his sleeve came a flock of a dozen or so dark violet birds that appeared to be ravens with small purple flames coming off their wings before they flew high and out of view. That got him a good response. Where had those even come from? Oh but there was more. His right arm flew out to the right and with a flick of his hand he suddenly had a fist full of small butterflies flying around his hand/ With another wave of his wrist it seemed as though he had made them vanish into thin air. A bit of a crowd had come to to notice him now. Who could miss a sudden bird flock flying right above their heads appearing from a space that in no way could have fit them all. He was beginning to get his show on the road.

Reaching back across his chest, he tore away his long violet coat, tossing it up in the air where it so conveniently hooked it self on a coat hanger like branch. With his coat gone most of his upper body could be seen except his chest which his shredded tube top covered. If it wasn't clear before that he wasn't the pretty girl his face and build made it seem like it was now. His arms were toned enough in the right places to show his gander and with what could be seen of his chest was obviously flat and those of a man. He didn't have the curves of a woman nor the hands of one either. He was just very, very pretty. But the removal of his coat wasn't just for this purpose. It was hard to preform in one when he wanted to make a huge spectacle.

He leaped up and back, it seemed like he had messed up and was just going to fall to the ground since he wasn't making any move to resolve his fault. The crowd watching gasped in horror. They were about to see this man crack his skull open. But no, this was all part of his act. Last minute, Virgil swung his body around, cathcing the branch with his foot which he used to catch himself and with the momentum he hand, he skillfully swung himself up in a flipping manner, catching the branch again with on hand. Years of training and his unusual strength allowed him to stay just like that, holding himself up with one arm, skillfully balancing with silence all around him. He could feel large eye watching him in amazement. It wasn't everyday one laid eyes on some one flipping around a tree branch with such skill.

Finally though the show had to go on. Virgil kicked his leg and with that he was sent swinging over the branch again, this time letting go so he could land softly on his feet without even the tiniest of sounds. He spun around as he landed, finding himself surrounded by a ring of people who had stopped to watch him. They seemed to be enjoying themselves to. Wonderful! Virgil felt his smile grow. There was nothing he loved more than to put a smile on some one's face. Its what he would call his job, and he was very good at it. He bounded over to a woman, taking her hand with a small bow and a kind smile. She blushed madly, giggling as she was pulled into the center of the circle, giddy about becoming part of his show.

" Who's ready for some real magic huh?!" he called and all in unison the crowd cheered clapping and hollering out. Virgil twirled the woman around a few times, dipping her down like the were dancing. However such a thing was a bit difficult. He had chosen a very graceful woman. Still though he managed to not trip over her two left feet and as he dipped her down a second time he threw one hand down towards the ground and an eruption of violet flames sprouted up from where they had once stood. A second later they died down revealing an empty space. They were gone! The people looked around, watching among themselves, trying to spot where the magician and his assistant had gone to.

"What are you all looking for?" Suddenly they all looked up, spotting Virgil up on the branch he had started on, the woman in his arms looking just as shocked about where she was as they all were. Roaring cheers ensued and Virgil bowed his head. His act was just about over. He spotted some burly men. He tossed the woman down of the branch in just their direction. And of course they caught her, Allowing Virgil to be worry free.He put his hands up in the air once more giving a deep bow. They crowd was cheering and the woman had somehow managed to slam her lips onto on of the men's and everyone was having a grand time. His job was done.

"Farewell my darlings! he called down to his new found fans, waving them a goodbye. As he whipped his other hand out, another flash of violet flames erupted and just like before he was gone, leaving the crowd to give him one final applause.

On a roof top just next to the tree, Virgil pulled his coat back on, having grabbed it as he speedily made his getaway. He smiled as the cheers echoed in his ears. They were already fading out some but that was to be expected. He still knew he had entertained them for the time he had with them. He couldn't ask for much more. He had made a spectacle of himself just as he had planned. He knew it was somewhat risky. The other spiritual beings were on a rise since hell had opened up. What did he care though. He was meant to make people happy. If they wanted to end him they could go ahead and try. He wasn't going to hide. Maybe he'd get lucky and show up another togabito. They would be so jealous of him.