Tsukiju was walking along a rope that had been stretched between two rooftops, people staring on curiously. The lightning Magician held his staff for balance, because one wrong move would see him splattered on the ground below. He reached the other side fairly easily, his simple survival skills, often including fleeing in rather narrow areas, had served him well. But now to make it fun. Tsuki ran lightly back across the rope, skipping and jumping in a manner that was far from safe, yet fairly entertaining to watch. A performer at heart, he next did a small flip, causing gasps from the small crowd he had gathered. A smile was brought to Tsukiju lips. Good. He lived to see people entertained.
