Innocence Laced With Lies (Matias

The last show of the night usually was approached with mixed feelings by the circus as a whole. Some were glad that the day was finally over, that the last show had come and now they could relax, others desired to continue with the rush that performing brought, whether they were acrobats who flew high up in the sky, or dealt with dangerous beasts. The man who ran the show? Well, he didn't much mind either way. There would always be more shows, he'd learned that a very very long time ago and therefore he never worried about the last show, because for him there wouldn't ever be a last show. His gaze cut over the crowd as it started filing into the bleacher seats, his mind was imagining more permanent seats, sturdier and much more comfortable than the metal benches they had. He'd decided that he was going to move the circus to Aurum Sector permanently, he merely needed to discuss that fact with the monarch. Something he planned to do in a few days.

He appeared welcoming, his voice booming through the crowd as he drew them into the circus as the show began, his eyes twinkling with mischief and there was just a way about him that drew you in. Of course, he wasn't a so blatantly open person when the show wasn't running, but his act was so flawless that no one would have ever been able to tell the difference unless they had personally known Matias. And he knew none of those that lingered in the crowd. The show was well orchestrated, they had been doing this for many many years, almost since the country was founded. It wasn't hard to see that each and every member of the circus adored what they did, the Ringmaster included as he entertained the crowd with his silken voice, draw them in and introduce them to various acts, declaring said acts something the crowd has never seen before, and his voice was so very believable. Matias introduced the last act, stepping away into the shadows, watching said act as they performed. His eyes slid through the crowd, noting the people, his mind instinctively wondering how many he could pickpocket and get away with.

Knowing him, many. The final act ended and Matias once more took up the middle of the arena, directing the attention back to him as he thanked the crowd for attending, his deep baritone voice easily finding dominance over any other sound, his voice sincere and his words a bit old world in style, saying out contractions instead of using shortcuts such as I'm, or that's, etc. As the crowd started to rise to leave he spotted the young red-head who gave him a soft smile, her look innocent and he refrained from raising an eyebrow. Matias was good at ruining innocence. As the crowd left he turned and strode to talk with a few of the performers, giving his opinion on things they needed to fix, suggestions for the next act, before glancing back, a glimmer of interest flashing through his eyes as he noticed the young woman on the bench. She had her gaze fixed on him and he did have to admit she was a pretty little thing. So, since she seemed so eager for him to talk to her he strode over, still having that easy-going, welcoming smile on his face, not having fallen out of character just yet.

She looked innocent enough, but Matias has been alive much to long to let first impressions rule his decision on someone. He was living proof that all was not what it seemed, even if he was god damn good at hiding all his nasty, dark habits. He smiled down at her, polite, friendly, inviting. "Good evening miss, did you enjoy the show?" A gentleman, as he portrayed the ringmaster to be, polite, courteous and inviting. He was mildly curious as to why the girl hung back, a few reasons ran through his mind, a few making him internally smirk. But he kept those thoughts from his outward appearance, merely smiled politely, waiting for her to reply to his question.

Matias always had a critical eye on his circus, there was always room for improvement and he sought to improve his circus with every single show. He'd noticed a few more things than the girl on the zebra who wasn't daring enough, his acrobats had a small slight slip up in the middle of their act, hidden from most views except for Matias, who was looking for imperfections within the acts. He knew he couldn't expect things to go exactly they way he wanted it too, mistakes were bound to happen, but some mistakes could be avoided with careful planning and enough effort. Which usually paid off in the long run as Matias' circus could be considered one of the greatest circus' around, both back in it's early days and now. He had no problem saying that, proudly claiming that his was the best, because it was. He wouldn't allow it to be anything but the best and no one but the best was allowed to participate within Noctilunos. The circus was, for all intents and purposes, his baby, and he wasn't going to let anyone ruin it.

He chuckled lightly at her shy tone, a soft, warm sound that escaped him as he morphed his polite smile into something warmer, even more inviting than it previously had been. His eyes softened lightly as she complimented his circus, and then told him it was the first one that she had been too. Not out of any real feelings of course, he was an insanely good actor, even his eyes expressed a sort of gratitude at her compliments. "Well thank you miss, I certainly try to make this circus the best it can be" He removed the top hat he was wearing, exposing his dark hair cut relatively short, setting the hat upon the ground. "I like to believe that Noctilunos is everything a circus should be" She was soft, quiet, shy even and Matias was slowly easing himself into the possibility that she was young, that she really was this innocent little thing. It wasn't like he'd never met someone who was innocent like this before, he merely needed to turn and regard Valentina to see someone innocent.

And then she asked for his autograph and while he kept that soft, warm, welcoming look upon his face a bit of suspicion welled up in him. Noctilunos might have been well-known in some places, but he'd never given out his name, he was merely The Ringmaster, he didn't get many people asking for autographs, mostly because the mystery of who The Ringmaster was kept those too meek to find out away. Perhaps that was who she wanted to know though, The Ringmaster, that was who she came to see wasn't it? The suspicion melted as he smiled kindly, chuckling lowly. "Of course you may querido, it would be my pleasure" Another low chuckle followed the first. "Do not worry, I require no payment" And yet even as he said those words she held back the pen and paper, interest as to why flickered in the back of his mind and he was merely going to reach forward and take the pen and paper when her green eyes locked upon his blue ones. He didn't register it at first as she spoke once more.

Suddenly he wanted her to kiss him, his eyes darkening just a tad as she suggested that a kiss be payment. His hand that had twitched just before her power started sneaking its way over his mind, reached up, intent on cupping her cheek, if a kiss was to be payment, then a kiss he'd take. Stepping closer to her he leaned down slightly, she was much shorter than he was. "I do believe it would be enough" His voice had dropped the warm, welcoming tones, instead rumbling deeply, a bit dangerously even as he leaned forward ever so slightly. And promptly forced himself to still. He could feel it, her power over him, he wasn't unfamiliar with feeling the powers of others work over him and for a moment something dark and devious flashed in his eyes before a small smirk twitched against his lips, his head tilting and his own eyes locking on hers. He didn't play around, he didn't push slowly with his power, no he forced it upon her, forced the delirious bliss onto her, watching her until he was completely sure that she would be under his affinities delightful affects.

In this time and age he could consider his affinity that of getting others high, though they were very very susceptible to his suggestions once he had forced that bliss upon them. He smiled, a wicked smile, because she'd be much too high to realize the danger of that curved, dark smile. "It isn't very polite to force your affinity onto others now is it? Perhaps you would like to indulge just why you decided to do so?" His words were soft, spoken lowly, almost seductively as his hand moved from cupping her cheek to gripping her chin, tilting her head a bit so he could get a better look at those pretty green eyes. She better have one god damn good reason for forcing her affinity onto Matias.

He hadn't expected the sudden affinity pushing it's power upon him and he had slid right into it, regardless of realizing it or not. Her fingers brushed his chin and a low growl echoed in his chest before he could regain himself, before he could realize what was happening and force himself to stop, eyes snapping to her own so he could push his own affinity upon her, watching as the high gripped her, though he could see the anger ignite in her eyes. His own eyes harbored a cold cool to them, the warm blue having froze to an icy, chilling blue, fixed on her face as he allowed his affinity to flow through her, grant her bliss, cause her to be more susceptible to him. He was mildly amused that she had caught him off guard so easily, though irritation fluttered up within him. He was not one to merely be used and discarded, he was the one who did that to others, and he had lived much too long to allow some child, for no matter how old she could be, she could not be his senior, to take advantage of him. His grip tightened on her chin lightly and he smiled, pleased, as she answered him.

He chuckled lightly at her answer, amusement freely crossing his face at her words and he gently tilted her head to the side. "It was a rather foolish of you to try and gain control of me before you made sure that it was possible to do so" He tilted his head to the side, still instilling the bliss within her, not yet finished with her, though he wasn't going to do anything to terrible, instil some fear perhaps, but ultimately withdraw his affinity and tell her to go. He did not have the time to spend playing with this girl, he had much more important things to be doing. Her gaze locked on his again and he felt the full force of her power rip through him, and immediately he conceded, withdrawing the affects of his affinity from her, but his hand tightened dangerously on her chin, tilting her head away and tearing his gaze from hers, dropping his eyes to her slender neck. "That was not very polite querido. I will have to ask you not to do it again." His tones were dark, dangerous and he took another step forward, crowding her smaller frame.

Matias wasn't stupid, he knew that a battle of affinities, especially with this affinity of hers, might not turn in his favor. He, however, knew that if it became physical he could easily dispatch her, and no one would bat an eyelash. Mostly because he'd merely suggest that they hadn't seen anything after getting all witnesses under his affinity. A lot of work, but if she pushed him he wouldn't stand by idle. "I would very much appreciate it if you kept your affinity to yourself, it would be a pity if something happened to someone as pretty as you" His words were coated with sweet darkness, threatening yet soft and inviting all the same. And he wouldn't hesitate to go through with his threat. His hand had moved from gripping her chin lightly to holding her jaw, tilting it slightly, keeping eye contact nearly impossible as his gaze flitted behind her, watching the last of the crowd leave. Just his performers now, and none of them would do anything to stop Matias should he deem it necessary to hurt the girl.

But, she had caught him off guard and no one had done that in a very long time, he wouldn't bring harm to her yet. He would, however, make sure she behaved herself. "Oh, and querido? You still owe me a kiss" He murmured lightly to her before letting her go, taking a step back and turning to call for someone, keeping her in the corner of his eye as he stepped to the side to converse for a quiet moment.