you are the rain on the fire Who: Polyxena and OPEN What: A trip to the carnival When: Saturday night (backdated) Where: The Carnival Rating: PG-13, for now
Polyxena held off going to the Carnival the first night, mostly because she figured there would be too many people. That, and she'd been otherwise engaged, wandering around some of the darker parts of the city, and procuring a new fake ID, among other things. She was going to need that ID if she wanted to buy alcohol without mooching off people, and she definitely wanted to buy alcohol.
But that was yesterday and today was today. Or rather, tonight. She'd gotten herself some vodka and drunk enough to get herself a nice buzz, before stashing it, along with the few changes of clothes she had, in the (mostly) abandoned building where she'd been staying. She'd long gotten over musing at the depths to which a princess could sink.
She arrived at the Carnival around 8:00 and joined the crowd already there. Truth be told, she wasn't really interested in the Carnival so much as the people. Well, that wasn't strictly true. She was interested in some of the more macabre acts, and she also wanted to check out that burlesque tent, but she would probably have gone to whatever event seemed biggest that night. In this case, it just happened to be the Carnival.
She wandered around the grounds, looking like any other teenager out for the night, sweating a bit, and waiting to find some trouble.