[ Liam is particularly serious today as he waves the City's morning newspaper across the screen. ]

I don't suppose anyone's heard of any news concerning this… headhunter have you? With luck, he's left with the circus, but any news or information you may have on this is of grave importance.

Thank-you.

[ he signs off to pace and fret and worry. If Elliot were to ever find out about this… There would be no stopping him. Ever. ]

( Private call to Leo and Vincent )

((ooc: Volunteers from this ooc post and newcomers too for that matter. If you plotted something but forgot, feel free to assume it happened. If you still want to play it out (or just want to get involved), just chime in on the ooc post with an idea of when so we can keep track of it. I know some things were posted/played out already so, yay! Also, at work, so tags will be intermittent until tonight.))

[Luke looks cheerful, even if his mouth is still a little scarred from the beginning of the month. But even that's nearly faded. He doesn't seem to have any negative effects from having Serrure sewn to him either.]

Hullo, you lot. I was wondering--it's Halloween, tomorrow, and it's my very first. So I thought, possibly, it might be interesting to know: what sort of things do you think are scary? Any sort of scary, I don't mind. I don't even mind if it's sort of intangible, I'm just generally interested.

[ Arthur looks serious; this is never a good thing ]

It's come to my attention, especially in the last few days, that one can never be too prepared for mayhem. This City is dangerous, and above all unpredictable. Therefore, even though it goes against every code of honor I know, I'm willing to train others in the art of basic combat.

[ he stands up a little straighter, years of habit forced into him when assuming the mantel of duty ] For those who do not know me, my name is Arthur Pendragon, crown prince of Camelot. I'm well versed in the sword, spear, and other standard melee weapons.

If you wish to learn or would like to simply test your mettle against me, come to the training grounds behind the Pevensie Mansion an hour after dawn. And expect to be worked hard.

[ Time for some late night costume fun. Riou and Tyr have found a cool shop that sells costumes of people they know from their world. And because Riou can, he has Tyr holding a bunch of costumes while he tries a Star Dragon Sword the talking sword on Mukumuku. That is the reason this accidental post happens... ]

Well, what do you think? It fits perfectly right?

[ ... A flying Squirrel. With a Sword jutting out of his head. And makeshift hilt for arms.... ]

Then I can go as Viktor- and you go as Flik if you want since we found those costumes--

[ He trails away suddenly and then wanders to one of the costume racks with a surprised cry. ]

Ah! Look! It's- this one says 'Jeane' -- [ This costume. Without the lady. ] -- But I don't remember her wearing this... If it was the one she was wearing at the castle, maybe Rita can wear it. You know, since they're both magic users...

[ Pause. ]

But they're probably too small to fit this...

[ Tyr nods as he appraises it. It says "Small" on the tag, but he's still doubtful. ]

If it was a different Jeane maybe... Let's find something more like Meg wore...

There's been a lot of noise, hasn't there? And I've missed the main event of the season, it seems—I hope it entertained as it ought to have done!

But I confess that's not quite my main interest at the moment. It's the nature of things here, isn't it, to grow out of season and often against all reason. . . ? I suppose it makes the city gardens quite a comfortable place, but it does seem worth wondering what their properties are!

Is there anyone familiar, then, with the local plants?