I didn't leave for long, really. Took Sarge and rode out to the Carnivale- figured showing up on him would look more imposing. More official. Maybe get me some actual answers about who runs the damn thing. Got over well enough- hell even got a roustie to tell me where Management's caravan was. And the way he said it- I knew it was MANAGEMENT. Creepy even to me. But when I knocked, no one answered. Stood there for a bit, tried again. Got the distinct feeling that I'd get no help and turned to leave.
And then the wards from the office started screaming bloody murder. I boosted onto Sarge and took off as fast as I could back to town. Would have made it in minutes if I hadn't hit that trouble on the bridge. People milling around and muttering about the "girl-eating-freak" I was harboring. How maybe someone should go start biting chunks out of him and see how he likes it. Once they realized who it was on the horse, they started pulling at my saddle and reins. Trying to pull me down. As I tried to fight through them, the tone of the ward-noise changed. Started telling me that one of mine'd been hurt.
Thumped my heels into Sarge at that- no point talking to these folks right now anyhow, and I've got the feeling that there's worse waiting for me at home.
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Took Sarge and rode out to the Carnivale- figured showing up on him would look more imposing. More official. Maybe get me some actual answers about who runs the damn thing. Got over well enough- hell even got a roustie to tell me where Management's caravan was. And the way he said it- I knew it was MANAGEMENT. Creepy even to me.
But when I knocked, no one answered. Stood there for a bit, tried again. Got the distinct feeling that I'd get no help and turned to leave.
And then the wards from the office started screaming bloody murder. I boosted onto Sarge and took off as fast as I could back to town. Would have made it in minutes if I hadn't hit that trouble on the bridge. People milling around and muttering about the "girl-eating-freak" I was harboring. How maybe someone should go start biting chunks out of him and see how he likes it. Once they realized who it was on the horse, they started pulling at my saddle and reins. Trying to pull me down. As I tried to fight through them, the tone of the ward-noise changed. Started telling me that one of mine'd been hurt.
Thumped my heels into Sarge at that- no point talking to these folks right now anyhow, and I've got the feeling that there's worse waiting for me at home.