Lucy & Ric & Open?
Lucy was looking toward the tent, watching as security was busy trying to talk to people and move people away from the general area of the crime. She had witnessed far worse than the murder in her life but it never lost some of its fascination. A life cut short, a violent crime with a hidden agenda and reason.
"Are there shark shifters out there?" It was in a soft voice that was genuinely curious. She had grown up as a dragon who believed in superiority of their species. Her mother had disdained shifters and other supernaturals so Lucy's knowledge was sometimes woefully limited. She looked over at the man who stood next to her. "I don't know any of them. I haven't been here for very long and.." She shrugged. Saying that she wasn't really the type to make friends that easy sounded bad. "I did make some of the costumes. But I don't think it was a performer. I think it was a human?" She'd been listening to the gossip around her and the whispers.