Who: Denny & Open What: Enjoying some loot When: Shortly after the last performance Where: Near the residential trailers Rating: TBD
Denny was all smug smiles, whistling and walking with a clear spring in his step as he twirled a silver chain in one hand. As usual, his feet were bare and the wind seemed to forever be playing in his hair and clothing. The crowd had been a good one, he thought. He had performed well and had even made an effort to meet a few members of the audience and shake hands after the performance. Of course the goal was not really to meet his adoring public, but to relieve them of a few pieces of their jewelry. The silver chain in hand being case in point.
It was a somewhat heavy chain and was tipped with a rather large and heavy pewter raven skull. Some gothy girl had been wearing it and it was simply to wonderful for Denny to ignore. It had been an easy enough swipe, he had offered to let her try on his scarf and then helped her untangle herself from it, and the necklace came with it without her knowing. How she had not noticed that she was missing such a large piece of jewelry Denny was entirely unsure, but it was truly amazing to him how unobservant most people could be.
Now the question remained: Who to give it to? Skulls, no matter how silver and shiny they were, were just not Denny's style, but given that this was the Dark Carnival, he was sure someone here would simply love it. Maybe too many people. Either way, the necklace would be much more at home here than with some gawthling, of that Denny was entirely sure.