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⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀don't leave . ⠀⠀𝗶'𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 . ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀

tsk , tsk . ̶i̶ we share you . must you be so possessive ? claws scraping under chin . . much too much force for a ̶m̶o̶r̶s̶e̶l̶ human to bear , but pierrot is pierrot . he will endure .

king's jester's grin is wide . too wide . face split in half by glint of pearly teeth , sharpened points snapping against each other - mn . they have a bit before the next show . has he completed his preparations ? they wouldn't want a repeat of last time . . he must be quiet .

a half turn of royal hued visage - the briefest flicker of a scowl . tap , tap - a clawed digit betwixt the eyes for a crimson clad pierrot . what does he need ?

visitors , guests . . my , the circus is certainly full of f̶e̶a̶r̶ faces .