The Park, Sunday Evening

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As dusk approached, the carnival began to thin out. Acts vanished. Music died down.

Mr. Dark peered through the folds of his tent and frowned. This was not working according to his intentions. Perhaps... perhaps he should confront some of these Fandom folk in person.

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Around the Carnival

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Some acts had not yet been saved. They required... attention.

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Re: Around the Carnival

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In the Temple of Temptation, there was only one dancer left -- the others had succumbed to embraces from locals quickly enough, wandering off toward the causeway afterward, dazed but regaining their memory of self with every jingly, completely unmusical step.

Hugging the girl with the glowy eyes who could control you into dancing yourself -- and then dancing right out of the tent, sorry Tiny, hope nobody got that on video -- the moment you touched her bare skin? That had proven to be a problem for most.

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Tamsin hadn't wanted to come here. Or do anything about the crazy... whatever was going on here. That was other people's headache - she just did her job.

Except she noticed this thing - the thing where more and more people were leaving the carnival, and yet there was no trace of a certain succubus. "Oh, fuck me," she muttered, when the sun finally started to set.

She pushed aside the flaps of the tent and stepped into the Temple of Temptation. It was a lot quieter than last time she was here.

Her hand drifted to her gun.

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"I knew you'd come back." Ching-ching-a-boom from the coins. "They always come back."

The second Bo was herself, she was gargling with Lysol or possibly All-Temperature Cheer, just to get the taste of this dialogue out of her mouth.

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"Yeah, I came back," Tamsin said, rolling her eyes. "I should've brought a bottle of Lysol with me as a one-day anniversary gift."

Not psychic, just very, very grossed out.

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"But you brought yourself; that's better."

Congratulations, Tam-Tam. You were better than Lysol.

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Ouch. Reckitt Benckiser would need some ice for that burn.

Tamsin rolled her eyes. "Can we skip past the tacky come-ons?" she said. "I need to hug you. Whether I like it or not."

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Bo held out her arms. "You need to dance with me. I know you'll like that."

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"No, I won't," Tamsin said.

She reached into her pockets and pulled out some gloves. Succubi. Couldn't the Morrigan have sent her after something easier, like a Selkie or something? "Can I convince you at all to put these on?"

Because that'd be easier than her doing it.

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Even under the weight of carnival magic, enough of Bo's personality remained to manage some Really? REALLY? eyebrows.

"There are better things to do with my hands." Like produce a pair of finger cymbals from somewhere in her cleavage, and plink them by Tamsin's ear.

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Tamsin rolled her eyes. "You're starting to get on my nerves," she said. Which was a good thing. It meant she wasn't tempted to stare down Bo's cleavage.

She pulled on the gloves. "Okay, hold still," she said, "This'll be mostly painless."

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"Where's the fun in that?" asked Bo -- who was doing no such thing as holding still -- with a grin.

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Maybe she should've knocked Bo out first. A good blow to the head with a hammer or something.

"Here we go, Casanovette," Tamsin muttered, stepping forward and making a conscious effort to keep Bo in one place -- with her arms.

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"That's more like--" There was the start of a wriggle of slightly dirtier dancing -- if such a thing was possible -- but that broke off into an attempt to slink away, as the carnival's magic finally caught on that something was wrong. "No. Stop that."

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"Trust me, I don't like this any more than you do," Tamsin muttered. She gripped harder.

Okay, that wasn't strictly completely true - hello, boobs - but the sentiment remained.

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Well, it wasn't like Tamsin didn't have those herself. Perhaps not as...professionally displayed as Bo's were at the moment, or as squirmy, but...

Bo forgot the question. She was too distracted by boobs the fuzziness in her head and the beat of the music fading slowly away.

Leaving her with, "... Aw, fuck."