HELL OF A HANGOVER PT. 1

[ringleaders]

Who: The people who escaped!
When: Very early Day 66 to Day 67
Where: The Carnival
What: The Ringmaster brings everyone she can back to the carnival after getting kicked out the Celebration, a bit worse for wear. Those that have resolved their threads at the Masquerade can start trickling over here as they sort things out.
Warnings: Angst, mostly likely, as well as potentially graphic injuries.

RETURNING HOME↴ About 45 minutes after the conflict with the vampires begins, the Ringmaster will finally show her face at the Masquerade - and immediately be mortified by what she sees. Though initially mostly confused by the fact that there's been problems over the week, and characteristically obtuse about what's going on, as soon as she realizes the severity of the threat she will launch into action. If the Host managed to miss the combat already going on, they won't be able to miss the Ringmaster tearing up the joint and looking for her people. She's quick to scoop up those that have managed to gather in the dining hall - but unfortunately her arrival seems to be the vampire's cue to retreat. Her attempt to challenge the Host about this will result in the being finally losing their patience and banishing all the vampires and all of the carnival workers from the premises, forcing them back to the portals they arrived from and launching their remaining belongings out with them. The Ringmaster will be pretty fucking pissed off when they return (once again) and will tell everyone to take the time they need to recover, but to stick together and stay safe for the time being. She has a plan to chase down the carnival members that have been stolen, but it will take time. ► BEER PONG: Apparently the Ringmaster spent the entire week playing a nonstop game of beer pong, against several dozen of the Host's bodies. She hadn't quite won yet when the Masquerade began, so she was late. Whether or not she was caught up in the same spell as everyone else is up to interpretation, but the answer "definitely probably." She won, for the record. ► MISSING: Upon doing headcounts, it will turn out that all the supervisors are missing, as well as several regular workers - a few of which will have been spotted as freshly turned vampires during the fighting. Whether that was the point of the attack or not is unclear, but it's pretty clear that the Ringmaster is a little bit devastated about it - particularly about the supervisors. However, she will refuse to talk to anyone long enough to get into too many details. ► THE PLAN: The Ringmaster will announce that she intends to get everyone back - it's just a matter of figuring out their way back to the dimension they've been stolen off to. She guarantees that she will find it, but that it may take some time. In the end, the workers will have a total of two days to recover and plan - during the evening of Day 67, she will be leading a rescue mission to get them all back. You don't have to come, but lives do depend on its success.

Comments

[wild_magic]

"It doesn't matter where she is!! It's not like she even does anything when she's here, all she does is get us attacked and trick people!" He finally breaks his silence only to lash out more - it may not be a logical target, but it gives him someone to latch on to, someone he can pin this all on that isn't Lauren (or himself, it isn't his fault, he isn't the one who failed Lauren, it was the Ringmaster). He glares between the two of them, angrily gesturing with his hands as he talks.

"If she isn't here, then she should just stay gone!"

[mylastchance]

Lauren looks to Susan again, honestly shocked at the outburst. He'd seen Susan angry before, of course, but never had he seen him act like this. He'd rarely even seen Susan direct his anger at someone that wasn't himself. He doesn't know what to do about it or how to help.

"Susan..."

[forkedroad]

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Annabelle asks, crossing one leg over the other as she also crosses her arms. She seems—frustrated, and like her fuse is burning shorter. But aside from sounding a bit snappy, she's rather calm. "We're only trying to consider our options. You're welcome to contribute if you have something to offer besides shooting things down and shouting angrily."

[wild_magic]

That only makes him more angry, and he glares pointedly at her before whirling around and storming out of the tent.

[mylastchance]

Lauren looks wearily at the ground after watching Susan storm away.

"He's just a child."

[forkedroad]

Annabelle feels irritated. She just wants this all to be dealt with already. Her impatience towards resolution has ended in it biting her in the ass. She doesn't think she was wrong, but not quite right, either.

She drops her head with a sigh, cradling her forehead in the space between her thumb and index finger.

"I know."

She'd said so herself, earlier. And where had that gone?

"I know that. I lost my patience. It's been nearly ten years since I've interacted with a child, before this week." She sits straightly again, looking at the ground as well, her hands in her lap. She feels a strange mixture of things that causes her to wrinkle her forehead pensively. It's unpleasant. "...I'm..." She shakes her head. "I'm sorry."

[mylastchance]

He's surprised at the apology. He didn't think her the sort to say sorry so freely. He doesn't even really know what she's apologizing for. It certainly wasn't her fault Susan was upset. His brother would have felt that way whether Annabelle were here or not.

"It's not your fault." he looks to her, his expression earnest. He wants her to believe him. "He's never been good at dealing with things like this."

[forkedroad]

Annabelle doesn't think to apologize a lot of the time—she just doesn't have a hard handle on what's rude and what's not, and often through her life when she's been told, she's disagreed and saved her breath. But when it comes to things she truly feels badly for, which seldom happens, her pride isn't so small as to by wounded by sorries.

"Neither have I," she says with a soft little laugh, some of her hair falling in a few thin, stringy coils, still gelled and slicked back from the masquerade as she briefly dips her head.

She glances back at Lauren, having previously been occupied by Susan's exit. "Well... What shall we do now? Perhaps we should arrange a solution privately?"

[mylastchance]

He shakes his head, before flopping back to lay fully on the cot. He knows Susan will only get madder if they decide something when he's not here. Which is irritating, as it's Susan who's felt the need to storm out.

"I'll talk to the Ringmaster and then, I'll let you know."

Seemed silly to plan for the situation at hand when that hand might be made to change very easily.

conclusion???

[forkedroad]

Annabelle partially feels relieved at the response. She of course wants to help, but that only goes so far; if this is how frustrating it is for two people she barely knows, she would rather leave it in their hands. Unfortunately, she doesn't trust those hands to resolve it in a sane manner, given this interaction. But she knows she's under no obligation.

"Yes. Do call on me if you need," she responds. "You're welcome to hide in trailer 17 when you must."

conclusion

[mylastchance]

He nods, in agreement, before glancing towards her. He watches her for a moment, trying to piece together what he knows of her. She was capable of apology, easily annoyed, blunt, she claimed to like Susan, and him. It's puzzling, he can't think of what he'd done to be liked, and likewise he can't think of what Susan might have done to endear her. Perhaps she liked quick talkers, or the sorts of silly observations Susan seemed to so frequently make, but it seemed strange that someone so easily exasperated would find any such qualities endearing. He can't make sense of her.

Was she mocking him by offering help? He isn't sure, but in either case, she deserved his thanks. He'd have to find some way to repay the favor, not now but someday. Finally he looks away.

"Thank you, again." He's not a man of many words, but he means those ones very earnestly.