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[signatures]

I want to make one thing clear, here.

[ From the background noise, it's obvious Eames is out and about, but has taken the time to grace you with the dulcet tones of his exasperation! ]

Just because I fancied myself a tattoo artist with an already compromised state of mind previously doesn't mean I went around gifting you lot with one while you were sleeping. Were I going to plant one right on your left cheek, I'd have charged you for the trauma - I never endure any stressor for free, you know. Economics, so on and so forth. Besides, considering it seems to be coupled with the fact that there are far too many horses roaming about the City, I think it's fair to cry curse without risking crying wolf.

Speaking of, though - when did the carousel undergo renovations? Rather, is dilapidation the new rage? So long as it's not the equivalent of the sand from a few months past, I suppose. I've done rather good with avoiding death, apart from the shark.

[ ooc: Eames is roaming about the City today if anyone would like to action thread on the side! Places he's going to hit up are the the carousel, the Hall of the Missing, work (Saya's garage), and then either The Blue Light or an equivalent blues bar. Otherwise, treat it as the network post it is! ]

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[hexuality]

Answers, if you've got them.

[She cocks her head.]

Everyone's just been making odd comments, wondering if anyone's seen what they saw. Well, no, I've not, I've been here, haven't I? And seeing as the carousel tried kick my arse a few years back, I'm always interested in what it's up to.

[signatures]

Not very pretty things, as far as I know. Some bits of it seem to be rotting right through the wood, I think - though if it's different between others, I'm not sure how accurate that may be.

[hexuality]

But it's not trying to attack people again, right?

[signatures]

Not as far as I'm aware personally, no.

[hexuality]

That's a relief. I suppose I'll go have a look myself after work.

[Pause.]

It threw me off, once.

[signatures]

The carousel?

[ Eames looks faintly amused. ] I always thought we were never really supposed to get on the thing.

[hexuality]

[Arms crossing.]

I was new.

[signatures]

So your first instinct was to ride the carousel in this very strange place.

[hexuality]

We didn't ride it. We were trying to figure out its connection to the City and it got defensive.

[signatures]

And how were you figuring that bit out?

[hexuality]

It was three years ago, Eames.

[That's no excuse. But she remembers more about her rocky relationship with Harry at the time, how angry he was that they couldn't get out and hadn't really tried. Ginny shrugs, looks away.]

The Underground, I suppose. Everything's connected to the Underground somehow, yeah?