Finnerty (hiddenindepths) wrote in cirque_rp, @ 2017-09-12 19:36:00 |
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A game had started amongst the employees of the Cirque- something called a scavanger hunt. Various items had been placed on a list and the lists handed out to select employees to obtain. Finnerty could not be certain if everyone had the same lists or not, but had been happy to be included in the game. The castle where the Cirque currently resided had a large hall entrance to which the midway had been set up with each attraction having its own room spiraling out from it and up the stairs and out into the back garden. Finnerty had never thought of the Cirque to be so large until she saw the space it took up in the castle. How it all ended up as it was still boggled her mind. Voices carried easily in the castle corridors, sound filling the space even without patrons. Finnerty held the list in her hand, reading it over as she ran her fingers along the booths of the midway, over the fabric tents, until she rounded a split and saw a bunch of hammers hanging in a rack. The clink clink clink of a small hammer fixing something echoed from the other end of the new hallway. Looking around, dark curls spilling over her shoulder, Finnerty's skin shifted to match her surroundings as she pulled one of the hammers from their place. That was how the game was played right? No one was suppose to know it was taken until it was returned after the hunt was over. |