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[JJ JACKSON]

Odd looks, curious glances and sometimes angry glares weren't all that unusual to JJ. It sort of came along with being a carnie. So she was't bothered when people kept looking her way as she walked down the street.

Though it was probably large snake curled around her waist and shoulders that brought their attention rather than her. A colombian boa isn't a common pet and certainly isn't unnoticeable. Some even call them dangerous. However, Fizzle was loving the attention he was receiving.

"They stare at me because they know how exotic and captivating I am." He spoke to JJ, being his usual pompous self. She rolled her eyes at his statement but couldn't hide the amused grin on her face. "More like they can't believe how fat you are." She muttered in response, turning her gaze to the shop windows and ignoring the following outraged hisses and demands that she respect the 'mighty serpent' that Fizzle saw himself as.

JJ tugged her shirt down a bit, a dark-coloured t-shirt carrying the name of the carnival, until it looked okay in her reflection before she continued walking. Advertising the carnival was something she did in each city; though in truth it was just to scope it out in case anything interesting popped up.

Staring through each window as she kept walking forward, JJ wasn't paying attention to Fizzle's ramblings - only catching the odd snippet.

"-king." A sudden, sharp tone in Fizzle's voice finally caught her attention as she walked.

"Hm?" 

"Stop walking!" 

JJ turned her head to look at Fizzle at the same moment she felt herself collide with someone. She stumbled, lacking all grace associated with a performance. Thankfully, she managed to keep her balance and avoided falling to the ground - though Fizzle's coils tensing around her neck were not at all pleasant.

"God, I'm sorry! Are you alright?" She looked over to the person she had bumped into with a worried expression, her voice slightly strained from Fizzle's scared squeezing.

open - stop squeezing, fizzle, you're killing me

MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0

[CAJE CLAYTON CANNARSA]

484

JJ JACKSON

BY MINNIE OF GS

I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WENT WRONG,

He had been enjoying a quiet afternoon in his dorm. He had been enjoying the fact that his phone was on silent. He had been enjoying lying in bed, listening to music. He had been enjoying his day. He had.

Caje scowled as he wandered about in downtown, his eyes weren’t focused on anything in particular but his foul mood could be seen from half a block away. While he wasn’t generally inclined to bad moods today had been a very relaxing day until his most favorite person in the whole world decided to ruin it.

Okay, so maybe Gio wasn’t Caje’s favorite person in the whole world. They had been friends for over three years now and had been through quite a lot both in Australia and here in Brookings. Caje had been there many times for Gio when he had crawled into the school drunk and had talked him out of being arrested even more times. But today… Today was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Caje had been enjoying his new favorite pastime of reading mystery novels and listening to classic rock when there came a pounding on his door. Upon opening it he was delighted to find a sober Gio with a huge black eye. Without much of an explanation, Gio threw Caje out of his own dorm room and locked the door. Even with persistent poundings on said door, Caje could not get back in. Now, he was fishing around for Dick in Downtown because he had neither his phone nor any inkling as to where his beloved leader would be.

And of course his foul mood was not getting any better as he was walked into and fell ungraciously to the ground. With a grunt and a groaned he rolled over onto his back and glared up at his assailant. It took him a few moments to realize that it was a girl, and from her shirt he gathered that she worked at the Carnival that had just rolled into town.

Well, I can’t be rude to a woman. He thought as a grin replaced his otherwise upset looking face. “It’s quite alright! I’m sure I can be partially blamed for our little run in.” He crawled back up to his feet, brushing off his pants as he gave her a once over. At first he was delighted by her presence, she wasn’t unpleasant to look at by any means. The giant snake around her neck, however, scared the bananas out of him.

“Oh my, what a large snake you have there.” Caje wasn’t sure if he should try to pet it or run away in the opposite direction. While he did like the fact that there was a new pretty face to talk to, he wasn’t sure if he’d get out of this conversation alive.

“Uh, my name’s Caje… Is that thing going to eat me?”

- - i don't know where i belong

[JJ JACKSON]

Cameron stared at the man, who had fallen on the ground due to their unfortunate collision. Oh god, he looked angry. If he told the ringleader of this ordeal, she wouldn't be allowed to wander anymore.

As she began to think up ways to apologies, the man's scowl suddenly vanished beneath a startling, although welcome grin. He blamed himself for the bump before getting back on his feet - to which Cameron shook her head with a sheepish grin of her own. "No no, it was my fault. I wasn't watching where I was going."

Like the grin that had popped up out of nowhere, a slight trace of unease brushed the man's face. Following his gaze, Cameron understood why as she looked Fizzle who had raised his head next to her own; flickering his tongue at the unfamiliar man.

He raised his head higher at the man's following statement and question, as if preening for further compliments. "See? This one fears me as you should, learn from him." He scolded Cameron. The blonde simply rolled her eyes at the snake and tapped him on the nose with her index finger - causing him to flinch.

"Nah." She answered Caje. "He likes to act tough, but he's a bit of a wuss." Cameron held out her hand to the man with a soft smile, ignoring the indignant "how dare you" from Fizzle.

"Interesting name, mine's Cameron and he's called Fizzle." She said, pointing to the snake who had turned his head to look away from her due to her mocking insult of his bravery.

open - stop squeezing, fizzle, you're killing me

MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOX 2.0

[CAJE CLAYTON CANNARSA]

399

JJ JACKSON

BY MINNIE OF GS

I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WENT WRONG,

Caje generally wasn't afraid of anything. He'd learned at a young age that weakness and fear wouldn't get you anywhere in life. He had watched his father be murdered in front of him, had been kidnapped, mistreated and nearly sold into slavery and through all of that he hadn't been scared. He looked towards the bright beautiful mornings, and the star covered evenings. Never once letting his current predicaments get in his way. For some they might have broken, especially at a young age, but Caje knew, deep down that he couldn't show fear for anything if he wanted to survive.

That is until he met a beautiful woman walking down the street with a giant, man-eating python around her neck. Caje had encountered water snakes, small, tiny things that he could easily toss away from him, but this one was longer than he was tall and it made him uneasy. He kept a grin on his face as he eyed the monster, wondering suddenly if the girl was able to control it or if they'd both perish at some point.

"N-Nice to meet you!" He broke his stare with the snake and attempted to give JJ a more charming smile when he broke out in a chuckle. "I-I'm sorry. The snakes name is Fizzle?" He couldn't help but smile widely not even trying to hide his amusement at the name. Something that large and menacing... And you name it Fizzle? Caje took a moment to let the thought sink in; suddenly he wasn't as afraid of it anymore.

Caje curbed his chuckles and offered JJ a smile, watching Fizzle from the corner of his eyes. “He seems rather well tamed for a wild animal.” He flushed lightly. “Not to be rude or anything, I, uh, just imagine most pythons don’t rest on the shoulders of beautiful women very often. Unless they’re hungry.” Speaking of which, his tummy rumbled a bit on his own, it had been awhile since he’d eaten.

“So, JJ, what brings you to Brookings? I haven’t seen you around before.” He glanced down at her shirt again and thought for a moment. He didn’t want to make any assumptions, but considering the snake on her shoulders and her current attire it was more than likely she was either with the carnival or had stolen one of their props for fun.

- - i don't know where i belong