welcome to mayfield: day 2

[mayfield_mods]

[Day two of whatever this place is dawns bright and cheerful. Not much seems to have changed; the carnival is still standing, the town still empty of drones, the sky still bright blue and --

-- hang on, what was that? Did some sort of crack just appear in that patch of sky?

...oh, it's gone now. Must have just been your imagination. Anyway, there's no time to waste staring aimlessly at the sky, not when there's more friends showing up! Lucky there's more than enough food to go around, eh?]

OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.

OPEN! If your character was on the list of characters arriving on Day 1 or Day 2, they may comment here. All questions belong here.

Comments

[spellbent]

[ The first thing Warren wants to know after arriving in this place is does his magic still work. The relatively empty stands are a good place to find out.

He has a messenger bag of sorts slung over one shoulder, which he secures as he sets himself to begin casting. He extends a hand and sketches a mark into the air. His movements are quick and precise, black lines following his fingers. When the mark is completed, one of the stuffed animals is rent in two.

He continues to test, demolishing stuffed toys with spell after spell until he's satisfied. ]

[hawkeward]

[Standing a few feet away is Hawke, quietly watching Warren work his magic. She doesn't speak up or approach until he looks like he's finished; whenever he's satisfied, she walks toward him, clapping her hands slowly.]

Good job, teaching those teddy bears a lesson. [a beat] You're late, by the way.

[spellbent]

[ Deadpan: ] They had it coming.

In all honesty, I wanted to be sure my magic still worked.

[ He quirks a brow ] What do you mean I'm late?

[hawkeward]

Well, it definitely works. Assuming that's what it's supposed to do, anyway.

[Pause.] I was looking for you yesterday. Or did I just miss you?

[spellbent]

No, no. It's working. Whether or not it'll work on anything else around here remains to be seen.

[ Well, now he just looks plain confused ] What are you talking about? I followed you out of the fun house.

[hawkeward]

Only one way to find out, hm?

...Did you? I didn't see you when I made it outside, but I figured you took a wrong turn. Or you were avoiding the big bad templar lady, perhaps. [She wrinkles her nose, frowning.] Interesting.

[spellbent]

Whatever happened, I don't suppose you found anything out while I wasn't here?

[hawkeward]

Not a whole lot. The town's a lot smaller; just the carnival and a couple houses. No drones, either. And the food and water aren't much good, so we may starve before we get out of here.

The fun never ends!

[spellbent]

Aren't much good in what way?

[hawkeward]

The food isn't satisfying at all - you can eat all you want, but you'll still be hungry. Which would be nice if I were out to lose some weight, but... [sigh] And the water is... brown. Tastes kind of funny. I wouldn't trust it.

[spellbent]

Ah, yes. I could see how that would be a problem.