Hotdogs!

[Xene Loren]

Xene had given in and actually brought himself a hotdog... Ok, well he'd bought himself three hotdogs and now only had one left. But nobody was really going to know that unless he told them, which he really wasn't planning on doing.
It was a Friday night and Xene had decided to come to the circus, a completely normal thing for somebody who had nothing else to do to indulge in. He was new around the area so therefor had no friends to go out with, nor any family near by.. He'd just so happened to not really know of the number of lycanthropes ad vampires in the area either, he'd never met any. Therefore he wouldn't know if he were speaking to one or not.

"Hey... Watch where you're going," he cried out, annoyed at the bloke that had roughly pushed past him making him almost drop his third hotdog. The other guy didn't even turn back to insult him..
Xene sighed wandering over to where there just so happened to be hardly any people.. The few people that were there seemed to just be walking through to go someplace else. Apparently a show had started. Xene wasn't interested, he was tired now, tired and hungry for more hotdogs.

So, imagine his shock when somebody else seemingly appeared from nowhere and stole his bench. -gasp- Scandalous... His poor, poor bench.

[Raja]

Raja plopped down on the empty bench with a victorious "woo hoooooo!" grinning manically as he threw his leg sover the back of the seat, so that his head hung upside down over the edge. He'd not realised what a difficult life hobo's must have, looking for benches to sit on... But at long last he'd found a seat to sit on!... Well, lie upside down over o.0
The Circus of the Damned was just one of those places you (apparently) had to visit in St Louis... Raja wa only here because he had nothing better to do, and because he'd found an all-day ticket that someone must've dropped on their way out. Being the little skav he was, he'd picked it up and taken it in.
The attractions scared him though. The zombies, and the vampires and the freaky other things. >_< He'd only seen a few of the attractions, but that was enough for him. He'd now taken to trying to find himself a bench to sit on, because his feet hurt, and he liked the smell of hotdogs.
Mmmmmmm, processed meat ^_^ nummm....

[Xene Loren]

Xene took a small bite of the hotdog, nibble on the hurriedly cooling meat before sidling over the bench. There was enough space for two people to sit down, but this other person might just be a) weird or b) a vampire and will begin gnawing upon his poor neck. He didn't wanna have icky scars upon his body.
He took a seat beside the topsy turvy boy, looking down at him with a small confused look in his eyes yet a smile upon his lips, "hullo..." He greeted somewhat warily, "i... er... Comfy?" He asked. Xene really was a master at started up a conversation.
Maybe he should have just stuck to nibbling on the hotdog and edging away from everything that had a pulse, maybe hide behind a dustbin or something. Chyea, that plan didn't include him having to speak to nobody. 'less of course he was found, then he'd have some explaining to do.