saerian (saerian) wrote in blood_red_sky, @ 2011-10-17 16:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | oktoberfest, ruby, saerian |
man-eaters (open)
Saerian wandered the fair grounds on the fair's fourth night of operation. He had no interest in rides, only in the people here, and what they were up to.
It was no secret that this place was under the effects of the Hellmouth, and the Gates. He'd seen some of the side effects already. It was great, some of it; he wished he'd thought of some of these things. Everyone who'd attended, who'd played a game or gone on a ride, all of them walked away changed. Even if they didn't know it.
Tonight he stood near the ring toss. This was a game he hadn't figured out yet. The idea itself was simple--drop the ring into the bowl, win a fish. But something about it hummed with energy. Something about it was wrong.
He needed to see how.