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[asliceofchaos]

The night of the full moon is unusually warm after the recent winter weather, and those who follow the sound of music floating through the woods, the path lined by fairy lights, will find that it only grows warmer the further they go. By the time they reach the Carnival, there's no snow on the ground at all - only lush, newly-grown grass and

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[The Dance Hall]

[asliceofchaos]

If you're lucky enough to be walking by this beautifully decorated tent, you might be drawn in by the music. At the Carnival, the dancing is half the fun and, really, no harm can come of a little dancing. Honest.

Unless you get tempted by a few of Kitsune's dancing girls and boys and led astray that is.

[The Dance Hall]

[harborofmyown]

"N-no, I don't- I'm not- This isn't... R-r-really-" The last word ends less as a word than as a squeak that curves up in frequency until it's beyond human hearing.

Winny is busy trying to extricate her hand from that of a pretty young woman without many clothes on, before she gets distracted by ducking out from under the arm of a handsome man with about as many clothes on. The music is nice, and the people are certainly friendly, but this is soooo many kinds of not right.

[merlinianblood]

Winny isn't the only one in a state of Epic Discomfort right now. Dave, who normally really would not object to beautiful, half-naked women flocking around him, is currently a little more than freaked out by how forward everyone here is.

He bumps into Winny as he's backing away from a large pair of breasts and practically sighs with relief. FINALLY. SOMEONE NORMAL.

"Oh, hey."

[harborofmyown]

Winny yelps like a dog whose just had its tail steamrolled and jumps away from both the dancers and Dave at once. She's not-quite-shaking, hugging her hands under her armpits to keep anyone from touching her bare skin again. She can't quite wrap her head around the fact that those people just touched her... and she didn't see anything. Not an inkling. But when Peter touched her -

Winny shudders. "H-hi. Don't really know how I... got. Here. From where I was. But I don't a lot so that's not, you know - hi."

[Various Tents]

[asliceofchaos]

Poke your head in any of them and you'll find fortunetellers, cages displaying the fantastic and the bizarre, magic acts, and freak shows. Most of them are benign and won't cause any harm.

Every now and then, however... Well, you'll have to see for yourself.

Re: [Various Tents]

[invisibill]

Danny was not a big fan of carnivals. His brief stint as a circus performer under Freakshow's mind control had seen to that. Maybe he couldn't remember much of it, but that didn't stop his skin from crawling at seeing all these weird tents and freak shows. A little too close to home, and all that.

And this carnival? In this place? Was setting off almost every alarm he had. He was almost certain this had to be part of some kind of elaborate trap. He walks warily through the tents and crowds, just waiting for some kind of disaster to happen.

Re: [Various Tents]

[playonforever]

Danny isn't the only one whose alarms are going off. A thin boy, pale and white-eyed and about Danny's age, ducks out from between two tents and jogs over to stand in front of him. He tilts his head, looking the other boy over with interest. "It's not fae, but neither is it human."

Re: [Various Tents]

[invisibill]

Danny stiffens, and snaps back a rude response, frantically trying to keep any panic from showing on his face. He might not know what a fae was, but he didn't need to know that to guess this was not good.

"Dude, you seriously need your eyes checked. You often go round accusing random guys of being things?"