52nd of Winter, 513 AV
Ciara quickly hopped out of her warm bath and grabbed a towel, Wrapping it around herself tightly she did her hair. Attempting to curl it with a brush she failed only to get the same straight hair everyday, Twisting the blacks damp strands then trying to dry it but with no prevail in getting the fancy curls she longed to have. Whining to herself " -And they said it would work.. "
Ciara gave up and placed the brush back down on the bathroom counter. Putting on her normal attire she slipped on one black flat then hopped down the street until she finally got it on. Looking around to make sure nobody had noticed the desperate struggle between shoe and Kelivc then there was no need to be embarrassed.
Her feet were light on the cobble stone streets. Making her way to her usual dancing place. Nearing towards it she leaned down, A small bag filled with small seeds of unknown to her and she looked around. Taking a knee she emptied the seeds but placed them in a small pile as not to disturb the way there were naturally set.
Looking around she took in that around this area there were way to many people passing by. People who did not believe that watching some girl dance was that entertaining enough to spare coin. This was one of the many reasons she strayed from preforming in this part of the city. Ciara placed her hand on one of the brick walls and looked around Nyka. Now that she had made her way down to a more ' festive ' part of Nyka she could stop right in the middle and dance. An audience was wanted.
With a small borrowed leather purse she placed it down in front of her, A few people moved out of her way so she could move around. Stretching she took in a deep breath. Moving swiftly she proped a pointed toe directly above her knee cap. As her right foot stayed flat on the ground to was no longer once she started to spin, Positioning it quickly from the ground to a point to gain more speed. Now the small crowd started to form. No one yet placed in a laat but still her hopes were high.
Ciara's ebony hair strands flailed in the wind, The earth spun as she stopped quickly and got slipped down into a proper split. It was hard to keep up with the spinning world but she managed. Getting back to her feet she threw her hands in the air a signaled the crowd to clap, And so they did. The laughter grew, Not from laugh at her but laughing at the sheer excitement that the small crowd would be growing. Some people pushed the happiness away and didn't even take into the chance at glancing at the spectacular performance.
Ciara slapped on a smile and came up from the split. The crowd was not ready to give up their coins, Not all of them at least. Ciara swayed her hips and moved her feet in all the right places. Ever so often she would mess up the people had yet faltered. The claps gave her a beat and she used that to her advantage. Moving her hands over her body and then she twisted, flicked, and turned her wrists to give more effect. Now the coins started to be thrown in.[/color]
