[u][i]Harmon, Lenny, Shannon, "Sugar", Newt, & Deborah.[/i][/u] --- "Score!" Newt loudly shouted in celebration as she threw her arms up into the air, fists clenched. Her accomplishment today? She had defeated the mighty Milk Bottle game where you throw a softball at them. She stood in front of the booth, with a dumbstruck carnie staring in disbelief. All the bottles had been knocked over. With one throw. Deborah, leading up against the side of the booth, a foot pressed against it, poked her head in for a second and took one look (**The game is rigged, the bottom bottles are filled with lead**). It made Deborah crack a smile as she returned to. Ahhh, Newt, always leaving them surprised. A true demonstration of her raw strength and human capabilities pushed far beyond the norm - especially for a fourteen year old girl. But they should get a move on before this man catches on and realizes that Newr's a meta. Stepping off the wall, Deborah gestured for Newt to come along, saying, "Let's get a move on, Newt." "But I want the bear!" Newt shouted, pointing at the shelf above the carnie's head. Specifically, she was pointing at a large polar bear toy. "Cough it up, tubby. I _won_." She said to the Carnie, noting his rotund build. "Newt!" Deborah was quick to snap at her younger sister. But the Carnie took it in stride, apparently. He reached up, and grabbed it, handing it to Newt wordlessly. Deborah looked at the bear, and back to the man (**He doesn't suspect a thing**). Okay, that's all the more reason to leave here. "Okay, good, you got your toy, let's go." She grabbed onto Newt's shoulder and pulled her off into the crowd. Feeling as if she dodged a bullet here. Holding the large teddy bear with both hands, Newt said, "Wasn't that fun?" Deborah cracked another smile. "Really was, but you shouldn't have taken the toy," She started off, pointng at the stuffed animal, "You did _kinda_ cheat to get it... then again, that game was rigged, so I guess it's _fair_. Ha." While she spoke, she reached into her pocket, and pulled out her phone. She heard it buzz during the whole thing with the carnie, so she ought to check it now. By the time she put her password in, she recieved a message from Shannon saying: _I need to meet with you now. Can we meet up by the waterfront?_ Well, Deborah herself was wondering where Shannon was the whole time. They _are_ supposed to meet up. But all they have to do is head for the riverfront? That's easy. "Let's go, Newt, we're gonna meet Shannon." Deborah said as she yanked Newt's shoulder towards the river. In less than no time, they were there... Shannon, Sugar... and some other guys, apparently. An additional redhead who looked a little nerve-wracked, and a smaller, hunched-over guy who was obviously overestimating the cold with his getup. These three strangers (**They're with Shannon**) really had Deborah... curious. Normally, Shannon isn't the social type, and suddenly she gathered a group of three? There's no way in hell that she would associate herself with these three people without good reason. She had to factor in Sugar, of course. Deborah's eyes narrowed as she focused on Shannon. "Debs," Shannon said as she walked up, she adjusted her glasses a bit as she peered towards Sugar. Her younger sister seemed to be uninterested in seeing Debby again - given that they see each other on a regular, and that child didn't specialize in being observant. Sugar merely found a bench, and was quickly joined by Newt. Whatever those two were talking about was beyond Shannon, it was likely about the bear. She leaned in closer to Deborah and whispered in her ear, "I... cut a deal with those two," She made no attempt to be subtle as she pointed at Lenny and Harmon. "I need to know if I can trust them or not, and you're the one who can find out. So would you mind helping me?" Oh, a job for the Secret Keeper? This might be interesting! Deborah smiled, "Sure thing." She quickly answered, as she sidestepped Shannon. Stopping again to whisper in her ear, "I need to talk to them a bit, first. My power's incredible, but I can't figure out everything _instantly_, after all." She took a step away from Shannon, who quietly followed behind her - since this has as much to do with her as it did with them. She approached them calmly. "Heeeeeey, you two..." Deborah took a moment to realize that the redhaired boy was the one that she met a few hours ago: Lenny. The one that Holly gave money to. "Lenny?" She rememberd his name from the note he gave Holly. "I knew our paths would cross again...." _Just not this soon, and I thought it'd be with Holly._ Deborah quietly thought to herself. Her gaze turned towards his friend... the strange one that was covered in clothes (**He's hiding**). From what? That was the question, and Deborah's power would find the answer, naturally. Though, she wasn't going to bring up too much attention to it... She's seen much weirder shit in this city go on a regular. "It's nice to meet you. I'm _Deborah_, your name?" Deborah asked "Harry Boggs" with a smile that showed her shiny teeth, outstretching her hand. He slowly detached one of his arms from his side and raised it, awkwardly closing in for a handshake. "H-..." He let out softly, "Hhhh-... Ha-Har..." He paused for a moment, shaking his head underneath his boonie. "Har... Hhhhhharry... B-Boggs? Boggs... Harry... Boggs..." He still hadn't quite gotten his hand to Deborah's. At this point it was just shaking without advancing any further towards the actual handshake. This man was certainly strange. Hm. Deborah couldn't quite say he was shy, but he definitely wasn't normal. And it's saying something when she doesn't need her power to tell her that. But, she was going to hope for the best here. Harry Boggs? A funny na - (**It's an alias**) - okay, that makes a bit of sense. Because who would give their child _that_ name? It sounds like Harry Balls, if everyone were to excuse Deborah's brief lapse into immaturity. But he didn't even know how to do a handshake (**He is inexperienced to human interaction**). Hm. Hm. Interesting... though, she could probably tell that herself. Like, who doesn't know how to handshake? Well, she could say that he's too frightened to. "Heh, it's nice to meet you." Deborah quickly grabbed onto Harmon's hand, and gave it a strong shake. Even if he couldn't do it, she could. "Nice... nice... meet... nice..." He muttered in response, still keeping his head down. Lenny smiled weakly and chuckled. "Nice to see you again after the hooplah at Machine Beans." Lenny's smile dropped for a second as he silently chastised himself for forgetting the coffeeshop's name. "Tell your friend thanks, again, if you see her." "I will..." Deborah said, trying to contain the chuckle that Lenny butching the name of that cafe gave her. "I'm sure [i]Holly[/i] would appreciate it." Deborah felt rather comfortable around Lenny. She didn't sense any malicious intent in him, nor his actions, so he was wondering what Shannon was so afraid of. His fri- brother, on the other hand, seemed strange. But it was the same case as Lenny: no immediate malicious or devious intent. Lenny turned to Shannon, assuming he had passed whatever test they had given him and Harmon. "Everything alright?" Groan. Shannon was trying to stay out of this conversation and let Debby do her thing, but of course Lenny had to ask her a question or two. Shannon had shifted her weight to the side. "I'm fine, thank you..." She answered him, trying to appear "friendly" by tacking on the thank you. Deborah smiled, before she leaned in and whispered into Shannon's ear, "They are clear, I don't see anything bad on them. You can go ahead with your little deal." Deborah took a step away from Shannon. "Alright, gentlemen... and women... my work here is done. I'm going to be enjoying the fair, while you all work things out, okay?" The one thing that Shannon could trust was Deborah's word. She shrugged, and let out a sigh. "I guess you two can stay with me... however, you have to stay in my garage, and [i]out[/i] of sight at all times. Got it?" She pointed at the two of them. Lenny nodded thankfully. "You got it." "Alright, good, let's go." --- [i]Going on concurrently...[/i] Oooooh, it's Deborah. The friend Shannon-sister spoke of was Deborah! She was older, but she's really nice. Sir Reginald told her that she's a wizard! Just like Shannon. Sir Reginald nor Sugar knew that Deborah did, but the few times the woman tried to enter Sugar's mind, Sir Reginald allowed it because she was so nice. Usually he kept people out of her mind. That meant something... Deborah was super nice! Sugar smiled, she stepped off to the side. Oh pooey, it appears that all the grown ups are talking, and they took her hunchback! It turned that smile into a pout. Sugar was never interested in grown up talk, but Shannon mentioned a sleepover. Grown ups talk about sleep overs before they happen, if Sugar recalled? Whenever grown ups talk, Sugar always waits until they're done. That's what _Daddy_ taught her, and told her that it was polite to do so anyway. So Sugar found her way towards a bench, one that had Newt on it - even though the two didn't interact much at all, something caught Sugar's attention, the white bear - she think it's called a polar bear, didn't know - in Newt's lap. "Hi, that's a nice bear." Sugar greeted, getting rather straight to the point. Hm? Oh, it's Sugar, Shannon's little brat sister. Newt had to raise an eyebrow when the child had approached her. She didn't concern herself with child, since they were two completely different people. But whatever, some to talk to at least. "Oh this?" She presented the bear before Sugar. "I won it." _Through cheating!_ Newt thought to herself with a toothy smile. "Can I see it...?" Sugar asked. "Sure! In fact, you can have it!" In hindsight, Newt only wanted the thing to screw over that fat carnie. So who gives a fuck about who it goes to? She handed over the stuffed animal to Sugar, whom... it was almost the same size as. It was pretty funny actually. The girl had wrapped her arms onto it tightly. "Thank you!" Sugar graciously said in between bouts of laughter.