[hr][i][h1]7:23 PM[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] When six'clock hit, then the harvest festival began. Taking place in Roseview, Havenfield was a large celebration in the markets. Usually, this celebration takes place at any given time towards the end of the year. It may take place in September, November, or December - this year, obviously, it will take place in October. Decided months ago. However, depending on which year it takes place, it may have a different theme. This year's Harvest Festival has a Halloween theme. People were going to the festival dressed in all sorts of ridiculous outfits. Before anyone could enter, they had to register at the front entrances so that the authorities can keep track of who's entering just in case anything goes wrong. The centralized in the largest market lot of the Havenfield Market (and the surrounding areas), the Festival is paved with stands of people selling foods, and other novelties. There was also a DOVE exhibit on the far side of the festival for anyone interested in Metapolitics. However, all was not well... [hr][i][h1][color=springgreen]Cindy Keagan[/color], & [color=aqua]Jennifer Caspin[/color].[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] "Okay, are you sure about this?" Cindy asked, from the confines of the [i]strictly[/i] off-limits DOVE/RAVEN only tent. It was big, it was grey, and inside of it had everything the group needed. It had tables, chairs, and lots of files and anything they needed. Right outside the tent was numorous DOVE vehicles. Inside of the tent - seemingly on a golden pedestal - was Deborah Javuant, sitting on a common fold up chair. "Well, I'm here." Deborah said with a wink. She had her leg crossed over the other, and drinking a cup of tea. Wearing an expensive suit with a skirt, and high heels, Deborah was quite the woman. "I can't disappoint. It'll be a [i]surprise[/i] appearance." She cheerfully said, complementing her statement with jazz hands. Cindy could see why Deborah was chosen to be the Chairwoman of DOVE. She was... quite charming, if she had to be honest. Cindy herself wasn't the most charming person, but it was perhaps the high-leveled cerebral abilities the woman was known for. She was probably manipulating all the events in her favor, and Cindy was none the wiser! Though, she couldn't care that much. "Hey, Cindy," Deborah said, catching her attention. "You shouldn't worry about me, go outside and enjoy the festival...." She leaned in close to Cindy's face. "I consider you the face of Baybridge's DOVE, after all. So go out there, and be the [i]face[/i]." Nodding her head, Cindy figured that she should go do as much. She didn't want to be cooped up in this tent all day either, so she should go outside. See the exhibit she worked [i]so[/i] hard to create. She stepped outside the tent, and nearly grinned. There were few food stands in sight, but instead, there was a variety of tables with plamplets, manned by DOVES that are as dedicated as Cindy. There were DOVES discussing policies, helping people, and other rules with people, along with demonstrating of powers, and mostly just getting along with the community. Great, great, great. Hopefully this whole event will go without anyone getting murdered, attacked, or something else weird. She casually scrolled through the event, and looked around, adjusting her glasses... until those brown eyes of hers set on a specific target. There was a blonde-haired girl with a white hoodie on that Cindy couldn't help but recognize as Jennifer. Merely awkwardly shifting through the pamplets, obvious that she was a stranger here... With all the shit that Jen went through back in Verthaven, Cindy couldn't help but be patient with Jen. "Hey," Cindy said as she approached, leaning up against the table. "How are you holding up?" "Oh... me?" Jennifer said, drawn out. "I'm... fine. I decided to just stay around here since the others are going to be here...." "Yeah, just... chill. Try to enjoy yourself." Cindy casually said. "...Maybe I'll go get some food... I always wanted some funnel cake." Jennifer lowly said. "Maybe we can get it [i]together.[/i]" Cindy said with a warm smile. [hr][i][h1][color=gray]Quentin Taylor[/color][/h1][sub](Written by [@Zombiedude101][/sub][/i][hr] [i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] "Huh," Quentin remarked with a hoarse grunt as he glanced in the mirror. The marks were still on his neck, where the last suspect had tried to throttle him before being introduced to the business end of a tire iron. Rubbing them, he tugged his collar back up to cover the worst of it and shrugged. Mr. Waller had turned out to be another cold lead. No doubt the Founding Family had hired his crew by proxy at one point, but the man had known nothing that Quentin would've found useful, especially when he'd committed himself to keeping the investigation between himself and the few he trusted. The notion that there were [i]moles[/i] in RAVEN or DOVE... well, whoever they were, they would've had hell to pay if Quentin got his hands on any of them. For now, however, there wasn't a great deal he could do but look into things - but tonight was the harvest festival, an event which would undoubtedly attract some asshole or another to stir things up and he'd offered to keep an eye on things, even if it wasn't on official duty. It gave him a little comfort, really and a fair share of the police and RAVEN units that had been positioned throughout the festival's key points today had come to recognise him as a familiar face during his time in Baybridge, which went a long way. Turning towards the exit, he headed back outside into the market, where the tent set aside for RAVEN and DOVE attendees could be seen over towards the center. He wondered if the others were there, right now. "Oh-" Of course, if there was one thing that he hadn't anticipated, it was the hunger pangs that a place teeming with delicious aromatic sensations could induce. Sure, Quent might have been a little reserved about drinking here, but some good ol' fashioned American BBQ couldn't hurt, right? Heading down to the stall, he went to get a bite. [hr][i][h1][color=skyblue]Wendy Emily Lucker[/color].[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]Academy 61, Roseview.[/u][/i] After the group took their big selfie on the outskirts of the Academy, the girls moved inwards towards the Academy. Eventually, making it inside of Wendy's room. The Lucker girl opened the door for them. "...Here's my room." Wendy said. "Make yourself at home." Diana was the first to follow Wendy into the room, and looked around with her hands in her pockets. She gave the room a good look, and leaned up against the wall as the first thing she saw was the giant-ass shelf of books. "Jesus, Wendy," Diana said, honestly surprised. "This is [i]bigger[/i] than the one you got at the house." She rolled her eyes up into her head. "Ye-yeah," Wendy said. "I just expanded the collection a bit." The rest of the girls walked on in behind her, and Jessica looked at the book collection. Tipping her hat. "Hey, now, don't give her too much hell for likin' [i]books[/i]. Least she ain't some fat nerd playing videogames all day. Haha!" Jessica said as she found herself a nice spot on the floor, and crossed her arms. Walking over towards the shelf, Diana looked at Jessica and rolled her eyes yet again. "... If you grew up with the bookworm in your house, you'd learn that, with her, they aren't that much different." She laughed a little as she started to shift through it. "You know that isn't true, I've been making plenty of friends," Wendy said. "And we've been having a great time - with all of them! Especially with one friend." Wendy, in particular, was referring to Rori. Though, she realized that her circle of friends wasn't large, but she sure as hell cared for them, and that's all that matters. Really, why should Wendy obsess over being the most popular when she- "...[i]Dark Lover?[/i]" Diana asked as she pulled out a red book that caught her eye and began shifting through the pages. "Hey, hey, [i]hey![/i]" Wendy said as she quickly ran over to Diana - only to get stopped by an outstretched hand. "That's p-private!" "Oh my God - Girls! Come get a look at this!" Diana shouted for her girl-posse to run over, and they rushed over. Ultimately acting as a human shield. Wendy's cheeks ran red as Diana's friends read the book with increasing amusement. All Wendy could hear was "Oh my God," giggling, and "Isn't she a little young to be reading this?" Getting tired of it, Wendy suddenly remembered that she had the power to control paper. She stretched her hand out, and willed the erotic novel to fly out of Diana's hand, and into Wendy's hand. She slid the book into her coat as the girls gave her an amused look. "...Just to let you know; it's okay to get a little freaky sometimes." Jessica teased Wendy. "I don't know... that book was kind of sticky." Olivia chimed in. "How? I don't know." "Girls, enough," Diana said, defending her little sister. "Let's not tease her too much... but just remind me to never look at her book collection again. Heh." She laughed a little bit. Wendy didn't take any of their comments to heart. She merely adjusted her coat a little bit, and nodded her head. Though, things got a little awkward. "So, um, I'm going to be heading to a little festival in Roseview later with some friends... want to come?" "A festival?" Diana said. "Will there be funnel cake?" She asked. "Oh, yeah, plenty." Wendy said. "It starts at like six..." "Well... I guess in the meantime, we'll be giving Baybridge a looksies..." Diana said as she lead her girls outside the room. "We'll be back." She said, throwing Diana the peace sign. Nodding her head, Wendy reached inside her longcoat, and decided to read that book... [hr][i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] When that time came, the RV came up on the outskirts of the Harvest Festival. The door swung open, and then Jessica was the first to step out with her cowboy hat. Followed by the massive Kai with her hands in her pocket. Diana and Wendy came out at the same time, while Olivia and Brianna hopped out last. "Hey now," Jessica said as she tipped her hat. "This a costume party? Damn, I would have brought my really sexy ones!" She started laughing. Wendy gave Jessica a disgusted look for a moment. "...Yeeeeeeeah, right." She wanted to add "weirdo" at the end, but she kept it to herself. "So, are we going to stand around, or are we going to have a good time, girls!?" Diana said as she threw her hands up into the air. "A good time!" All of the girls, sans Wendy, loudly shouted as they jumped up into the air, and hopped up. Throwing her fist up into the air too. "Then let's go!" Diana said. [hr][i][h1][color=Blueviolet]Malik Jakane[/color].[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] [i]So a festival, huh?[/i] Malik thought to himself as he sat on the edge of the building with his legs dangling off the side. He sat in a relaxed position, and spied on the people underneath him. Everyone was dressed up, and having fun. It was amazing! But, Malik doesn't have time for fun and silly games. He hopped up to his feet and ran towards the fire escape that gave him a quick way to the ground floor. After setting up in Tanya's apartment, it was time for Malik to do some work. He was hoping that he could find someone who had better insight on the inner workings of DOVE and RAVEN. April was going to be helpful later on, but he needs someone to point him in the right direction. Mostly in the direction of this [i]Founding Family[/i] Marcella spoke so cryptically about. They sounded dangerous, but Malik can handle this. He's an adventurer after all. There was a heavy RAVEN presence... he didn't feel like talking to one, because they looked pretty busy. He needed to ask someone in charge, but then again.... He saw signs about a DOVE exhibit. That'll be perfect! He's going to need to beeline straight for there. Malik tried to blend in with the crowd as he casually walked through the area. [hr][i][h1][color=dodgerblue]Lihua Zhao[/color].[/h1][/i][hr] [i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] Stepping out of the vehicle was the insanely tall Lihua Zhao. A woman that had such a terrifying height, and appearance of authority to her. However, what she was wearing was betraying that appearance. Instead of a suit, or a dress of some sort, something that usually conveys authority. Tonight, the woman was wearing a silly costume that she had purchased online. Her tall black heels clicked on the ground as she stood straight up. What she was wearing was a costume so standard that people would criticize her for her creativity. It was a vampire costume, with a long cloak styled like wings, dress shirt, and a skirt that was almost like a dress. She had cheap vampire fangs in her mouth. It was a costume that Lihua choose to wear for Lijuan. She [i]was[/i] going to save the costumes for halloween, but since Lijuan wanted to try them on so badly, Lihua couldn't help but say yes. Speaking of Lijuan, the child was wearing a race-car driver costume. One styled after NASCAR racers. It was technically a male costume, but Lijuan liked it so much that Lihua figured that she'd buy it anyway. Whatever makes the child happy, after all. Lijuan put on a helmet, and smiled at Lihua from behind the glass. "What are we going to do first?" Lijuan asked. "Is big sis around?" "She's still in Singapore." Lihua said. "But, I know she'll be back for halloween... Let's just enjoy ourselves...." [hr][i][h1][color=lightseagreen]Rowan Campbell[/color], & [color=skyblue]Wendy Emily Lucker[/color].[/h1][sub](Written in collaboration with [@Zombiedude101][/sub][/i][hr] [i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] "Dumbass carnies," Rowan snorted, with a sigh of relief. The funny thing about being at a huge festival like this was that, well, no-one noticed the scrawny kid in the hoodie and jeans as something to regard with suspicion. With half the city's heart and soul poured into the harvest festival, all manner of people had turned up - from the working class folks looking for a distration to the typical liberally-minded characters that places like Roseview tended to attract, so Rowan fit in easily enough. It was handy enough, especially when he found himself at a stall run by some carnie looking to earn a couple bucks. Thanks to the practice he'd had with Wendy, along with a little fine tuning of his own, he managed to tilt the balance of that coconut stand [i]juuuust[/i] enough to tip it over. It was only fair, really - like any carnie, the guy had glued the coconut in place and the look on the cheap bastard's face was priceless when he eventually saw that same stand had broken off at the end. Rowan had quickly snatched up the tickets and bolted before the cheat could call him a cheat - last thing he needed was getting caught out as a meta making trouble. Eventually the guy's angry voice grew too distant to be distinctly heard in the crowd, allowing Rowan to take a breather. That said, there was still a lot to do here, though Rowan had barely a clue about just [i]what[/i] to do. Aside from Wendy and her friends, who he only really knew through her, he didn't have anyone to speak with - it was isolating, in a weird kind of way. With a shrug, he figured it might've been worth a shot to see if any of them had turned up here and reached into his pocket for his phone. Who knew - maybe there was something worthwhile he could do before he cashed in on the fistful of tickets. [quote][pre]Wendy you here? Anything happenin?[/pre][/quote] While she was walking alongside her sisters, Wendy recieved a text message. Digging into her pocket a little a bit, she managed to retrieve her cell phone. It was Rowan. Oh. She had completely forgotten about him. If she hadn't, the girl would have loved to invite him to meet her sisters. Well, now that he's here.... [quote][pre]You mean the Harvest Festival? I'm here with my older sister and her friends... where are you now?[/pre][/quote] Wendy quickly sent the text in response as she kept walking. Rowan paused for a moment as the message buzzed onto his screen, before glancing over his shoulder and tapping out a response. [quote][pre]Near the carnie stalls. Want some free tickets?![/pre][/quote] Wendy still had her phone out, waiting for Rowan's answer. "What? You texting your boyfriend?" Diana said with a smile as she teased her younger sister. "What?! No. He's [i]not[/i] my boyfriend." Wendy sharply answered. "Hehe... sounds like a boyfriend to me." Diana coyly said. "Well... He's near the carnie stands... I'm going to head over there now to meet him - if that's okay...." Wendy said, slowly splitting off from the group. Excited about the tickets... even though he probably used his powers to cheat with them. She, [i]honestly[/i], couldn't care less about that (That carnies are hacks themselves), along with the fact that she and him have been getting rather close as of late. Thanks to him, she can use her paper powers again... plus, she has a neat electrical ability to ultilize. Maybe exiting her comfort zone would be helpful for everyone. Since, the capabilities of paper were quite limited. "Hey, now...." Diana said with a grin as she ruffed her hands through her hair. "We can definitely meet your friend, too." "Oh?" Wendy said. "Oh, no. I don't want to drag you around everywhere just hang out with your friends-" "Well, your big sister's going to follow you whether you like it or not." Diana playfully said with a grin as she stuck her hands into her pockets. Releasing a sigh, Wendy said, "Fine." As she began moving towards the carnie stands with her sister, and her friends. Rowan saw her before she saw him, leaning against a fence on the corner near a stand. Before she could say a word, he waved a wad of tickets in her face with that smug look he was want to have. "Carnies don't like it when you play their own game." "Oh?" Wendy said as the tickets were shoved in her face. She wasn't surprised, because she probably expected this beforehand. She grabbed the tickets, and made sure to examine them using her paper manipulation to hold them up in the air. "Wow," Diana said, chuckling a bit. "He won you all those tickets... you [i]sure[/i] he isn't your boyfriend?" "... Yes!" Wendy loudly said. "Allllright," Diana was finished teasing Wendy. She looked at Rowan... and he certainly looked like someone who would rob her. Average heighted, scruffy... a little dirty. He didn't look like the kind of person who would be Wendy's [i]"boyfriend"[/i] but who knows? "Oh, haven't caught your name yet... I'm Diana... this one's big sister." The two girls exchanged glances, and Wendy was quick to correct. "... Older sister." Wendy said. He eyed the both of them for a moment with a strange look, before shrugging. "I'm Rowan." "Heh, it's great to meet you." "Rowan, hey!" Jessica said in the back of the group, giving Rowan a wave. "Excuse Diana there for being [i]oh-so-rude[/i] that she didn't even introduce little old me." This made Diana look at her and roll her eyes. "Jessica," She said in a thick Texan accent. She figured that she'd introduce the rest of her group, she pointed at each of them one at a time, "The big girl is Kai, she's Olivia, and the other girl is their cousin, Brianna... Heh, we're all from that one Academy in Alaska!" She said cheerfully. Each of the girls waved at Rowan. "So..." Diana said, as she looked at the tickets. "Are you running some kind of ticket racketeering business?" She asked, raising her blonde eyebrow. "Because that's the most tickets I've ever seen one person have at one of these events." He glanced to the wad of tickets in his palm, then back to Diana with an averse tone. "Well ah.. y'know, carnies have their tricks, right?" He clenched his palm just a little. "I just know how to get past 'em." "Heh... aren't you a schemer?" Diana playfully said, she was already warming up to this boy. "Truthfully, I think all the money these stupid carnies get goes to hookers and drugs, so does it matter if you [i]liberate[/i] some of their tickets?" She rhetorically asked. "But, enough of that... would a master mind sharing some of his trickets?" She finally asked. That prompted a smug look from him for a moment, before he nodded. "Sure," and shoved a few into her palm, before doing the same for Wendy. Diana took some of the tickets from Rowan, and quickly and thoroughly examined them. She quickly raised her hand, and a roll of tickets, almost identical to the tickets that Rowan gave her (The differences were so minute that it would take an obsessive amount of examination), came out of her hand. She handed them back to Rowan. "This is what they call... counterfeiting... Thanks for the tickets, though." Diana gave him a smile. "Sure we should be cheating like this?" Wendy asked, raising an eyebrow at Diana. "I mean..." "Eh, nobody's getting hurt... and I have my eyes on a very special stuffed bear." Diana looked at the stalls across from her, and saw a giant blue stuffed bear with a heart on it. [i]I must have it.[/i] Diana thought to herself. "Besides, how about you and your friend go-" Diana made sure to fingerquote. "-[i]earn some.[/i]" "C'mon, Wendy - you feel lucky tonight with these carnie games?" Rowan said, with a confident smirk. It felt good to be out and having fun with people. "Yeah, sure." Wendy said, smirking in return. "...You two have fun now." Diana said. "It was nice meeting ya', Rowan!" [hr][i][h1]Alice Barrett[/h1][sub](Written by [@NoSuchThing])[/sub][/i][hr] [i][u]Havenfield Market, Roseview.[/u][/i] Alice felt like shit, last night's stint in the bar was still weighing heavy on her. Six cups of coffee and two dozen doughnuts seemed to have had no effect, and it was only thanks to a clever and careful application of makeup that the hangover wasn't clear on her face. She'd never thought that she would have used those skills for that, they'd worked though. She glanced at herself in the reflection of a car window. She might feel like shit, but damn if she didn't look like a million dollars. The carnival was heating up, people were having fun, playing games, enjoying the sights, all around having a good time. Alice wanted to be anywhere but here. It just didn't feel right. So much shit had happened, and now people were just celebrating as if it had never happened. It was so fucking pathetic. She wished she could be celebrating with them, and probably she would be if it weren't for this awful goddamn hangover. It felt like her skull was barely large enough to contain her brain. She rubbed her brow as she looked around. This was bad, she was at work, responsible for people, and she could barely think in a straight line right now. At least she could walk in one.