mischief twins, c

Thebes drew her, like a moth to a flame.

Then again, she was the flame, not the moth.

The girl had a small crowd going, even on this rather windy day, the chill in the air slithering and gripping people. But some still watched her dance, the girl unmindful of the cold really. Her body was warm, and her movements, fluid and graceful, often captured the passion of those watching. Today was no different, as the girl danced still for her captive audience, letting them drink in what she could do, enrapturing them.

Then a familiar voice touched her ears, and a grin touched her face. With a push, knowing that a break was needed, she touched down near her fellow fey. With a bow to the crowd, their clapping filled her with delight. She did so love to dance, as hands scooped her little bowl, the crowd leaving with small murmurs. ''Cerul, what a chance.'' she said when they had all left, dumping the coins in a small bag. ''What brought you this time?'' she asked him, red eyes flickered with amusement.

The two had met before, and well, Auvrea felt comfortable speaking to him. But generally, what she liked best, is that together, they did things. Fun things, and she did so like those tricks and pranks.

She was fey, after all, despite how subdued she was about it normally.

Ah, of course, Cerul was... strange.

For a moment, she had forgotten about it, simply overjoyed to meet another of her far diverse kind. But as he spoke, the girl felt her generally calm face twitch in a smile. She was a shy person for most points, but she did feel somewhat comfortable. ''Only half a year really.'' she clarified, when he spoke of how long since they last met. In fact, the girl herself hadn't been traveling for long - she had returned home a month or so ago, and felt caged there, returning to wandering once more.

She heard his warning, and just shrugged. She wouldn't be caught, she had an idea how to work things after all. The girl preferred to be silent for the most part, but when she noticed the grin, she felt a thrill. She knew it, and her own smile came out. ''Of course, all towns need life. What do you have in mind?'' she said, the bowl now safely attached to her belt, hiding the pouch from view. She had to be careful, there were pick-pockets.

She was excited however, at the idea of a prank, and Cerul's words had let her guess he wanted to do one. No matter how weird he was, it was always fun when they played with humans. She had fun with their reactions. And perhaps he did as well.

Sure, she would let him guide the conversation for now, but she was waiting for her moment to speak up, such as the prank's planning stages.

Of course, she had realized when she tried that correcting the male was useless. But she still did it because it was just something to say. When the snap happened, the thrill of magic touched her, and the girl subconsciously shifted her weight to her toes, rising with the feeling, before going back down. But the noise of an elephant and Cerul's words danced in her head for a moment, before the girl felt her face light up.

Sure, Cerul was a bit... well okay he was very confusing sometimes. But Auvrea was fine with that. In fact, she thought she understood most of the gist. Although the news of war didn't really shake her per say, it was like a hidden warning. That the humans would stir themselves into a frenzy. Chaos however, was something she could appreciate, and even have fun with at times.

The girl felt her smile turn into a small smirk, mischievous and dangerous. ''Sounds like fun. Shall we contribute?'' she asked, wondering if she should send out her own magic. She hesitated, simply because she didn't know how to augment the illusion that Cerul was starting to build. But she had traveled with a circus for a little bit across the first stages of her journey, so she had a relatively good idea of what they needed. She did hear that a circus was coming soon - so overlapping with it would be interesting.

The girl's mind was formulating and categorizing thoughts. Also by nature, she was best as a minion she found, as she looked up at the other fey with eyes that simply seemed to ask what was to be her job in all of this.

The red haired girl tilted her head, an answering grin on her face. She didn't really need to speak, because her illusions were unfortunately weaker then most. They only applied to her own physical being, and were not environmental like most would manage to produce. The girl realized that like usual, the fae before her would not sit down and plan, like she enjoyed. Well, that didn't mean that the dancer didn't like a bit of chaos, preforming a twirl, her own magic beginning to weave around her. She would certainly make this memorable, as people were rounding corners, her own shape indistinct to the eyes of many.

And with a burst, fire lined the sky, the girl snapping flames to burst in a beautiful pattern. Having sufficiently taken the ground's attention away from her ground position, the girl's illusions threaded along her being, transforming her, shifting her. Her human form became no more, her body shifting to that of a lion, a single one to be precise. The lion's mane was mighty, and with a roar, it shook itself, bringing the people's attention back to them - to the tigers and the one lion. Securely, she assumed that her companion had indeed summoned illusion based humans for them to interact with.

He did know the limits of her illusions at the very least, but even if he didn't, it was still a chaos of tricks. The lion snapped, and with the next roar blew a breath of fire, stunning the ground with the unusual display. Some of the children were happy, clapping, but the adults started to look concerned, particularly with the soldiers trying to make their way to the chaos born square. A shiver passed through her mind, tingling within.

Oh it was fun to play tricks and cause chaos, and she was sure that her fellow fae had this idea from the very start when he approached her.