Lalita will be your satanic (magicalmechanic) wrote in repose, @ 2016-12-28 23:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | *log, abe winters, briar mckenna |
Briar and Abe; Carnival/outskirts
Who: Briar and Abe
What: Reunion
Where: Carnival
When: 12/28 Evening
Warnings/Rating: TBA. Language probably.
Some people didn't like winter in the midwest of the USA, it tended to bounce between incredibly dangerous and snowy for a brief amount of time before switching to just dreary and windy. It was either quite cold, or somewhat cold except with sharp icy wind that counteracted any benefit of the moderate temperature.
Briar however, favored the temperature. Irish by blood and by childhood raising, partly cloudy was her version of sunshine. So for her to choose today, chilly and just a bit windy to suit the coming new year, to go trampling through the dingy part of town to the (apparently) near permanent Carnival on a whim would not have surprised any who knew her.
Luckily it was open at night, late enough for her to finish work, shut down the shop and even shower like a real adult before going out for exploration. There was a low hum of noise here that made her inherently comfortable, conversation, squealing and rattling about from patrons and 'employees' alike.
She had always been amused by these sorts of travelling attractions, had even done some work for some a time or two on reusable contraptions for shows, fixing vehicles, safety equipment and the like. Of course, there were also the ones that proved the negative stereotype about shifty performers and travellers, and had done work for them as well. Briar had always been careful to not get to close to the more dangerous owners however, wary of one of them getting into their head to use her as an attraction rather than a handyman.