[hr][hr][center][img]https://s8.postimg.org/vanwock1h/ch2.png[/img][hr][img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/408fcc6636af9f37218c0a46146a0b10/tumblr_n61dnqyCCz1shio1vo3_400.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@Witch Cat][@Pundii][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][/center][hr][hr][i][b][color=9999ff]December 28th, 2016 - 6:20 P.M. Local Time[/color] - Cirque Anomaly, Main Tent[/b][/i]

	Boris bowed his head slightly and did a bit of a bow to Lilith. He tapped another knife twice against his head, wiggling his face back and forth almost as if to imply that he had forgot himself. "Right, right! Getting a grip...I'll get a grip..." He chuckled darkly, seemingly calmed down until he noticed Thalia backing away. Something about that didn't seem to sit well with the maniac, with Boris holding his knife back to throw it. But Thalia manages to pull hers out and chuck it towards Boris first, only for the maddened clown to duck out of the way, the knife hitting Lilith instead in the chest near her shoulder. 

	"Oops," Boris cackled a bit, pretending to fret over Lilith's injury. The knife was stuck in her chest and hadn't hit an artery, but removing the knife could be dangerous. It was the only thing stopping the blood flow. "My turn!" Boris shouted, before throwing his other knife at Thalia, hitting her in the hip this time. 

	The ringmaster wasn't stupid, of course. On one hand, Thalia and Lilith were two decent members of the circus and brought in a fair deal of money. But on the other hand, the longer this went on, the more reason they'd have to get rid of the Valeskas once and for all. He regretted the day that Fiodora came home with the man--though of course, his name hadn't been Boris Valeska then. From what the ringmaster could recall, the man had done hard time in New Jersey before hand. Changing his name had been necessary. 

	"Boris!" the ringmaster called out, hopping onto the stage. "None of this will bring Fiodora back, man!"

	An inhuman wail ripped its way out of Boris' throat, as he spun around dramatically to face the ringmaster. Meanwhile, Faust was watching the events with not curiosity, but with anger. Lilith hadn't been quiet when she shouted at Boris, revealing that she knew that Faust was a demon. The man was livid, clenching his fists as his eyes turned black and he approached Thalia on the stage. 

	[color=red]"What are you?"[/color] Faust hissed. [color=red]"You're not human, so don't lie to me, you little bitch."[/color] Faust then yanked the knife out of Thalia's hip crudely, intending to hurt her in the process. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9999ff]Andromeda Aldrich[/color][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/777ee677fd223ab64e9c9852ed0a847e/tumblr_nzir2fpqtO1u8e844o2_500.gif[/img][hr][color=9999ff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Police Station, Records Office ---> Circus Grounds Entrance - December 28th, 2016 - 6:20 P.M. Local Time
[color=9999ff][b]Interacting With[/b][/color]: Emmie Adams [@Nallore], Eudora Erebus [@Witch Cat], and John Fairfax[/center][hr]	Fairfax accepted Emmie's help gratefully, looking a bit dismayed at Folly's absence. He smiled a politely at Eudora, knowing many men from his own time who were far braver than him. There were boys in Coventry who had left for war and came back as haunted men. People far braver than him who did not return at all. It had been eleven years since the Great War ended, but its legacy was still felt in 1929. 

	"You are too kind, Eudora," Fairfax said by means of thanks, regaining his strength a bit more with each and every step. "But I must imagine you do not know many men if I am the bravest one you know," Fairfax joked, weaving his way throughout the frozen police officers.

	 Andromeda made up the tail end of the little group, looking around uneasily at all of the cops. It was like walking through a museum of statues, only she knew just about each and every person here. She may have spent her early childhood in New Mexico, but her high school years and her summers were mostly spent here in Coventry. Some of the cops were the parents of kids she had classes with--hell, some of them [i]were[/i] the kids she had classes with. 

	[color=9999ff]"Why would a demon go to all of this trouble just to scare us?"[/color] Andromeda asked aloud, as the group left the police station and started to walk for the circus grounds. [color=9999ff]"I know that Mephistopheles killed my father but...I don't know why he did it,"[/color] Andromeda admitted, her voice cracking slightly. That was part of the reason why she hired Seraphina to look into the case--to figure out the mystery behind her father's death. There had to be a reason for Mephistopheles to do all of these horrible things, to murder so many innocent people...

	"Some men can't be reasoned with," Fairfax observed. "They just want to watch the world burn for no reason other than their own satisfaction..." 

	It wasn't too long before they made it to the circus entrance. As Eudora poked her head into the little tent, it served as a ticket purchasing area of sorts. Once people had attained their tickets or showed them to the carnies at the front, they would then be directed through the back of the tent and down the lawn to the brightly lit main tent, where the show would happen in just forty minutes. Andromeda pulled out her wallet and went to the front, paying for tickets for Eudora, Emmie, Fairfax, and herself. Once she had them in hand, she headed through the tent with the others. 

	[color=9999ff]"We stick to the plan,"[/color] Andromeda said in a hushed voice, just so the others could hear. [color=9999ff]"Emmie and I'll be in the crowd. Fairfax and Eudora, find a place to hide. We'll have to hope that Folly follows through, wherever she ran off to..."[/color]
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ffcc]Aloise Zamora[/color][/h1][img]http://www.peency.com/images/2014/12/20/raven-reyes.gif[/img][hr][color=00ffcc][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Morgue - December 28th, 2016 - 6:20 P.M. Local Time
[color=00ffcc][b]Interacting With[/b][/color]: Olivia Johnson [@Nallore][/center][hr]	Aloise nodded curtly, standing at parade rest as Olivia went to go search for the file. Looking at the file would be a good place to start, but Aloise's questions would likely get some odd glances. Namely, she'd want to know if any organs were missing. If there were any bite marks or claw marks, she'd like pictures of them, in order to properly identify them. Looking to see if there was any sulfur found on the body or near it would also be a big help. 

	Listening to Olivia's information about the cause of death, Aloise felt slightly disappointed. None of those were jumping out to her as potential supernatural killers. It could easily have been a traditional serial killer. Hell, maybe the police were right. Maybe Folly had been the murderer after all. Not all crimes were caused by the supernatural, after all. Not everything required a hunter's expertise. 

	[color=#00ffcc]"Of course,"[/color] Aloise replied, handing over her credentials to Olivia. The credentials are fake, but Olivia won't be able to tell it's a forgery. Aloise tends to get the very best forgeries, as well as having an old hunter friend who routinely pretends to be a supervisor for whatever agency she needs at the moment on speed dial. [color=#00ffcc]"Olivia...Was any sulfur found near or around the body?"[/color]