smilestopscars: ([neu] come with me if you want to party)
The big room at the circus center might not have been much to look at, but it was all a-buzz with excitement on this Tuesday evening as friends and family of the center's spring class of beginner-level aerial silks gathered to see the showcase.

Several rows of chairs had been set up for the audience, and there was a table to the side where refreshments could be cheaply bought while the performers were still changing into whatever they were planning to wear for the show, and/or trying to talk each other or themselves out of stage fright jitters.

For now, the long strips of silk hung empty from the ceiling, but that would change soon.

[ooc: NFB, and for those invited! OCD up, have at!]
smilestopscars: ([spec] friends)
Ezra was back in his aerial silks class. This was class number five, out of eight. Luckily for Ezra and his little vacation, last week had been a break, with no class. But they were back at it tonight, honing the skills they'd been learning over the past month.

And Ezra realized he'd missed it.

Maybe it was because of last week. His mind was a busy place at the best of times, much more so than he liked to admit, but last week had been a particularly hard one in that respect regardless of how the still-in-progress SP turned out. Everything that called for him looking at himself and his choices and his issues was exhausting.

But tonight, he was just looking at Morgan, who was climbing further up the ropes than she had dared to before. Beaming down at him, spotting for her.

After the class, he sent Sparkle a photo Morgan had taken of him. He was high up in the silks with them wrapped around his legs, looking into the distance with his hand shading his squinting eyes like he was a lookout on a ship. For a shot taken in class for kicks, it was pretty close to being like a burlesque pin-up.

It was followed up by a shirtless selfie from the locker room, because A) Ezra had no shame and B) he genuinely didn't know about the situation in Fandom. There was a light sheen to his slightly tanned (thanks, Thailand!) skin.

Hello darling, how goes the costuming? This is your reminder the fabric has to be able to withstand sweat.

[ooc: NFB but open for texts and calls!]
smilestopscars: ([pos] feed me cake)
Even though it was probably surprising to a lot of people who (thought they) knew him and his lazy ways, Ezra was actually back in class this week. But it wasn't really that surprising. Yes, he was lazy, but he could up his game when the incentives were good enough. Like when there were a ton of hot people around. Or when he could do something that was both new for him and something he was naturally good at, and which didn't involve scaring or hurting anyone.

But of course he'd only really tell anyone about the hot people.

Or how hot he himself looked when he was wrapped up in the silks and suspended gracefully in the air.

He didn't text anyone during class today, because now that they'd all gotten hang of what it felt like to be in the air, upside down or not, there was too much to do for him to devote all his time to texting while he waited. But still, because he was incorrigible, he managed to get some new selfies with his silks, and even got one of the instructors to take a picture of him where he was victoriously posing rather high up, having successfully climbed his way there with one of silks winding around his ankle and between his feet. It was only too bad he hadn't thought to ask them to video it.

And now that class was over, and he'd taken a moment to shower and cool off, he was texting some of those pics to Sparkle, because he'd said he would. And Kathy, because surely she would appreciate some progress updates.

... And Ada, because why should everyone else have all the fun.

[ooc: NFB, but open for texts and calls, regardless of whether you're one of the ones mentioned!]

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