Role Play Here

Light:He had found a pen that he had been clicking and he stood up and walked over the pens point out. I swear...You don't know how much I want to stab this pen through you! You cold hearted-
Yura:Had darted over she runs up behind Light and covers his mouth in fear. She wanted no one to get hurt.

Ringmaster: He narrowed his eyes. "Wise choice, little Yura," he spat, taking the pen swiftly from Light, and snapping it in half, throwing the remains of the writing utensil into the Ring. He glared at Light. "You're lucky you're new. I give a little... Slack to newcomers." 

Yura:Her heart raced as she quickly nodded.
Light:He hastily pushed her away and glared at her and went to sit back down. Yura backed away.

Ciel: He stood up, watching the Ringmaster closely. His hatred for the man was at its climax. He looked at the man for a few minutes, then punched him squarely in the face. 

Ringmaster: He made a small gasping sound, and he hissed at Ciel, grabbing him by the front of his shirt. He began to almost literally drag him out of the tent. 

Yura:She was on the verge of tears and grabbed his arm before he completly left out of the tent. Her eyes worried for the other neko. N...no....Please no.....Don't hurt him. She whispered softly with sorrow in her voice.

Ringmaster: "You know what? I'll just have you watch. Add to the fun!" He also grabbed Yura, but this time he held her by the collar. He began to almost literally drag the two outside of the tent, into the building where the little cells were located. 

Yura:Her attempt had failed and she knew it she closed her eyes hard and took a couple of deep breaths. She looked toward Ciel then and the Ringmaster scared.

Ciel: 'I'm sorry,' he mouthed to Yura, and he truly meant it. He paused as the Ringmaster threw the two into a dark room with walls and a floor made of metal. 

Ringmaster: He followed the two inside, and closed the door. He turned on a dim light, and in the light, you could see blood stains on the walls and floor. He turned to Yura. "Sit in that chair," he hissed, motioning at a small wooden chair. "If you look away, I'll kill you." 

Yura:She watched Ciel and bursted into silent tears. She couldn't manage to watch. Why didn't he just go ahead and kill her. She sat in the chair and whiped away some of the tears.

Ciel: He shivered as the Ringmaster lifted his shirt off, and threw it at the ground. What was he going to do? He knew the Ringmaster wouldn't go as far as to rape him... But his thoughts were quickly disrupted as he felt something carving his back, something sharp. He let out a shaky, audible breath as the Ringmaster carved designs onto his back using a knife. 

Yura:She covered her mouth looked away she didn't bother whiping away the tears anymore. She couldn't stand to see him hurt. s-stop.....st-st-.......She cut off in tears.

Ciel: He could feel his blood dripping down his back, and he leaned against the wall for support. The blood from his back dripped onto the floor, creating a puddle. The Ringmaster had stopped. Ciel closed his eyes. There had to be more. The Ringmaster wouldn't just do something as simple as that. 

Ringmaster: He reached for a bucket of slightly greenish-yellow liquid, and slipped on a glove. It wasn't a normal glove, but a different material. He dipped the gloved hand into the bucket, and spread the liquid over Ciel's wounds.

Ciel: He let out a shrill scream, his body twitching with pain. He fell onto the floor. The acid burned into his skin, and it burned him badly. The pain seared throughout his whole body, but the Ringmaster just continued to do the action. 

Yura:Stop! She finally spoke of for the first time. Though it was more or less a scream. She looked through her tearful eyes and pushed the ringmaster away from Ciel and tried to pull him away from the ringmaster she couldn't handle it anymore.

Ringmaster: He narrowed his eyes, and threw Yura back. "I thought I told you to sit there!" he spat, his voice echoing in the room. 

Ciel: He was twitching and thrashing on the floor, the acid still eating at his skin. He made occasional sounds of pain, and a pool of blood surrounded him. 

Yura:Stop. Just leave him alone! She cried out through tears. Leave him alone....She pulled herself up and grabs Ciels shirt. She tried her best to wrap his wound with it so he wouldn't bleed to bad.

Ciel: As much as he wanted help, he knew that Yura would get killed for helping him. He managed to inch away from her. "You're killing yourself," he gasped with pain, closing his eyes. He was soon passed out, the pain was too much for him. 

Ringmaster: He simply glared at the two, but didn't stop them. He didn't want to cause anymore wounds before the shows started. 

Yura:She didn't care if anything happened to her. He was the closest thing to a friend she had ever had in her whole life. Protecting him was the only thing that mattered to her now. She tried to heal the wounds quietly.

Ciel: The bleeding stopped, but the scars on his back remained. They were ugly scars, ugly and white and very deep. The scars designed his back in a sickly way, a way that would make anybody want to cry. 

Yura:She watched the floor. The same floor where many others had suffered and probally died at. Yura looked over at the Ringmaster but didn't say a thing. How could a man do such horrible things and not have any regret? She drew her knees up to her chest her ears low she felt like she could hear her own heart. Could it really be that loud? She thought to herself. Everything was quiet except for her heartbeat that she could supposably hear and Ciel's every once and a while raspy breaths.

Ciel: Soon, he woke up, and he sat up, his ears low with fright as he looked at the Ringmaster. Cautiously, he reached for his shirt, which was laying on the floor, stained with spots of his blood. Ciel looked at the ground. His blood was mixing with the blood of other victims, of other people who were punished for doing something bad. He knew some people would feel proud about being a rebel. But he felt no pride at all, only hopelessness. 

Ringmaster: "I'll be back before the shows," the wicked man hissed, walking out of the room and locking the metal door after him.