~Halloween Event~ Carnival! Fun Fair Fun Times!

[theextras]

On the evening of the twenty-second day of the tenth month, the chilly weather takes on a slightly different shroud: veiling itself in brighter starlight and clearer air and a crisp, pitch black cloak of darkness...lit up by streetlamps and bright, autumnal window displays, and carved vegetables as far as the eye can see.

It's not just Jack what makes a lantern this time of year, but courgettes and bird cages (birds not included) and jars and actual wrought iron lanterns. Candle light permeating the very air of the city, casting a warm glow on anyone who happens to draw close enough.

Here and there Extra parents tug their Extra children along in a hurried quest to find the perfect outfit or costume for this or that party, spooky or sweet or just plain excellent.

What's more is the long winding carnival snaking its way along the many winding streets of Taxon, hundreds of Extras all dressed up in outfits that some may find more disturbing than others: zombies, ghouls, old crones and Killer Klowns and white-masked beings, moaning and wheezing and giggling their way towards Central Square - but who knows where they're headed next.

Fun fair's in town, kids.

Comments

[threelivesdown]

"I think this is going to be horrible if everything I've heard is true," she says softly. "I hate clowns."

[bub_snikt]

Huh. Seems she hates 'em enough to not even bandy back a flirt. Ain't a good sign.

"Guess you've heard more'n I have. What are we s'posed to have comin'?"

[threelivesdown]

"What do you think they're going to do at a holiday built around fear?" Selina shakes her head, pulling in a breath and letting it back out again, "I've heard rumors of killer clowns. I hate clowns."

[bub_snikt]

"That's twice you said that, now," he notes, about the clowns.

"Take it you've got a bad history. That just a Gacy thing, or somethin' else? And who's tellin' you rumors about clowns?"

[threelivesdown]

"Yeah. There is a guy back home..."

Selina shakes her head, trying to figure out how to explain The Joker to someone who has no frame of reference for him. "He is one of the scariest things to have ever existed and he looks like a clown, or well, probably the world's best dressed clown. He...." Raising a hand she waves off the topic, not wanting to think about what Halloween is like at home. Kids don't have to watch out for razor blades, they have to watch out for nerve gas and diabolical death traps.

"Some of the other people in the city, the guy with the zipper in his head, mentioned this place is bad news at Halloween."

[bub_snikt]

The zipper guy. Glitch. Talked to that guy once, but didn't feel the need to ask about that. Could be a weird mutant power he'd talk about in his own time. Really, just figured it was some kinda fashion statement. He had other stuff on his mind.

"Guy's named Glitch, I think," Logan replies. "Guess he'd know. Sounds like he's been here the longest."

Logan's seen some freaky clowns in his day. Although Sinister is more of a mime, but what's a mime if not a kinda clown? Especially if the guy won't ever shut up.

"If the hamsters decide to throw evil clowns at us, we'll just have to be worse news for them than they are for us."

[threelivesdown]

"Yeah. That's what I've gathered."

Selina shakes her head a bit and pinches the bridge of her nose briefly, "Right. So, who knows how horrible horrible will end up being. It makes me wish I had a ... I don't know. Something. I don't have any safe hiding spots here and it isn't like they'd be safe if the aliens didn't want them to be safe...."

Pause.

"This place gives me a headache."

[bub_snikt]

Logan nods and grunts in resigned agreement at that sentiment, before lifting an eyebrow and looking over at her, a slight smirk on his lips.

"That your way of tryin' to get me to take ya into the basement of my place you were so curious about?"

[threelivesdown]

Selina laughs, "Well, if you're inviting me, I'll take you up on it. I just don't have a place of my own here. Not really, anyway."

"At home I have a lot of places I can crash."

[bub_snikt]

"Well, there's plenty o' empty space at the school. Got your run of the bedrooms there, ya need a place to catnap or set up shop," he returns, the smirk forming into a grin that's a little warmer.

"Still don't recommend you go nosin' around the lower levels, though."

Knowing full well what forbidding somethin' will spark in a cat.

[threelivesdown]

"That's kind of you to offer, Logan."

Selina gives him a look and recognizes when she's being taunted, or teased at the very least. Still, there is something...

[bub_snikt]

And he lets it be at that. See how she handles it.

"I could use the company. That place is s'posed to be teemin' with kids learnin' how to do everything from science to shootin'. Havin' it empty like that just keeps remindin' me what I'm missin'."

[threelivesdown]

"Well, I don't take up a lot of space and I don't make a lot of noise, so I don't know how much I will help fill up space... but, I'll probably take you up on taking a room."

[bub_snikt]

Logan's thoughts run in a specific direction at the thought of her makin' a lot of noise, but thinks better of mentionin' it aloud.

"Just knowin' your there should help a bit. Too much good space not bein' used. Glad ta have ya, Kyle."

A soft breath through the nose.

"Promise, we ain't got a clown anywhere on campus."

[threelivesdown]

"Thank you."

She makes a face at the mention of the clown, "Probably for the best all around."

[bub_snikt]

All the while, Logan's eyes have been scanning the crowd pretty intently.

"Kinda surprised these half-robot types even have enough creativity to try and dress up at all. Almost rather have 'em pretendin' to be monsters this way than pretendin' to be people every other day. Bit less creepy."

[threelivesdown]

"They probably have just as mus creativity as they're given, really. Then again, they could just be different life forms that we just don't understand at all." Her expression says she doesn't really think that but she has to put it out there.

[bub_snikt]

"Either that, or they're just a buncha dolls and the hamsters like to play dress up."

The hair on the back of Logan's neck stands up a little at the thought, and he grumbles a little.

"You can see why it'll be good ta have somebody around. Otherwise, it's just me thinkin' like that all the time."

[threelivesdown]

"You could be right. It isn't exactly easy to tell. There isn't a lot of readily available evidence either way."

Selina gives a small smile to him.

[bub_snikt]

Logan grunts in agreement.

"Let it be, I guess. Place'll teach ya patience."

A glance over at her, shifting subjects out of necessity.

"Y'know, ya clean up nice for a homeless gal."

[threelivesdown]

"I don't have a permanent resident. That doesn't mean I'm not taking regular showers or that I don't have nice thing to wear." Selina gives him a look, though there is a smile involved in it.

"Thank you, though."

[bub_snikt]

"Didn't mean to imply otherwise. Considerin' your talent for the snatch 'n' grab, wouldn't be surprised if you were already sneakin' stuff outta my place."

He stops short for a moment, eyes fixed on one of those crawling clowns, arms turned out in preparation... but the thing doesn't make a move. Just meanders on by. Logan makes sure it's long past before starting to walk again.

"Now ya got me jumpy about those things."

[threelivesdown]

"Nothing out of your place. Stealing here... well, I'm not fond of the results one way or the other. I steal from residents, I hurt actually people. I steal from the Extras, the Sheriff shows up and... that is... unpleasant." Selina looks away from Logan and focuses her attention elsewhere, suppressing a shiver.

"Better safe than sorry?"

[bub_snikt]

That gets his attention.

"You met the sheriff?"

[threelivesdown]

"Yes. I did. And.... We chatted pleasantly about the weather while he marched me into a jail cell and I pleasantly sat there for almost a day in a building that disappeared off the map as soon as I left it." Selina shakes her head.

"I hate mind control."