Cirque Nocturne: Messages

[Margo + Mona]
Oh my god. I'm sure I don't need to tell either of you, but when we get wherever we're going, for the love of God, stay inside. This place is crawling with all manner of dark things, I don't want anyone caught outside when they call the Hunt.

I feel strangely excited about the party tonight. I really didn't think I would but maybe the few hours of sleep I had this morning made the night before not so bad. I have no idea.

But... I feel almost hopeful. I think the party is going to be fun despite the fact that I'm never not awkward at parties.

[Kit]
I slept okay once I got back to Maddy's trailer. Did you sleep?

Thank for you sitting with me.

[Mona is pretty sure she's in a state of shock and that's why she can't move. She knew she needed go find someone, but she couldn't even stand up. Mona had tried to scream when she saw it but choked on her own breath and backed up into the wall behind her, and that was where she had remained; sitting on one side of the animal stalls near her shop and staring at the dead girl who lay on the other.]

There's...


There's a dead girl at the animal stalls.

I tried to- I can't- She's-


I don't know what to do.

Look what I made!

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Ow. Ow. Fucking...ow.

I got to go out shopping in London! Elia and some of the other girls took me along with them on their trip to the posh underwear shops. Elia even insisted on buying me one of the things! She's so nice :)

[She posts a selfie of herself wearing just the new piece, bolstered with a new sense of shamelessness and confidence brought on by her day with her amazing new supernatural co-workers. She regrets it thirty seconds later and deletes the photo, her cheeks burning. She hopes no one actually saw it, but some may have.]

I've started to feel settled in, at least a little. There's still so much to learn about and I feel like I'll never meet everyone who works here.

My tea shop is amazing. I can't believe I've gone from a little food van to... this incredible wonder that I've been gifted. In my downtime I can climb up on top of it through the window and suddenly I'm so high, and I can just put my earphones in and drink a cup of vanilla tea and everything feels wonderful. I've never felt more like I belong somewhere, especially somewhere that (I suppose by all rights when I'm only human) I shouldn't belong.

I'm so lucky, it's crazy.

So...scale of 1-10...how likely would it be that we could get some of the Cirque's ghosts to do something like this for Halloween?

So, thank you for the Rinkoff recommendation, because I have never had such amazing pastries in my life. I don't think regular donuts are ever going to do it for me again. I'm always going to need crodoughs.

In other news, I totally ordered one of these and I should probably not eat the whole thing by myself. Volunteers?

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