welcome to mayfield: day 3

[mayfield_mods]

[Those who wake up in the town on the third day will soon notice that something's definitely off. The cracks in the sky are appearing more frequently and lasting for minutes at a time, and there's a strange white fog drifting over the clouds.

For those who've just arrived, welcome to our new little town! We're sure you're glad to see your missing friends again; nothing to worry about here, they've just been too busy enjoying the upgraded carnival to go back home. Any bleeding limbs or serious wounds you may spot are obviously just a sign of how much fun they've been having.]

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

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[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre wobbles to her feet, almost as wary as her sister.

...but she still stands on her toes to peek over Remilia's shoulders anyway, rather than straining her throat more.]

[captainofthe10th]

The phone, it is semi-functional. [ He looks down at them calmly, no anger in his voice, more... exhaustion. ]

[badladyscramble]

I see... can you take me to them? I'd like to hear it myself.

[She... vaguely thinks she may have seen him around town but... TRUST, THERE IS NONE]

[ooc: we can just have the phones be too static-y by the time they reach them?]

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre's voice is still quiet, but a tad more confident.]

Only one...? Where is this, then?

((OOC: Works for me.))

[captainofthe10th]

((oooc And for me. )))

All right. Come with me then. [ He will limp away, towards one of the actually safe houses, dragging his left leg behind him, sort of hopping his way there, bolter held ready for trouble. ]

[badladyscramble]

[Remi's a little concerned by his injury, but still suspicious. In any case, she's more worried about her sister's wounds than anything, and keeps Flandre close by as they follow Garviel]

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre limps a little bit, whenever the cut on her shin twinges and reminds her that it exists, but she still stays clinging to her sister's arm.

Though speaking of:]

What happened to your leg?

[captainofthe10th]

I went into the wrong house. [ He shifts, scanning the middle distance for more targets. ]

[badladyscramble]

[Remilia keeps her sister close, mindful of her pace... her own injuries have since healed, especially when she remembered to pull out the stake. Once they find out whether Meiling really sent this man they could see to Flandre's injuries]

More attackers? Like that clown-thing that attacked us?

[then_there_were_none]

[The smaller vampire ducks her head a bit against her sister's side.]

There were people with...sharp things, in the place where all the mirrors were.

[She says this all slowly, but she gets there.]