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[i]... Shit.[/i] He'd messed up.

Capriccio could tell by the silence that followed his question, by the way the others turned to look at him, all at once, like he'd just asked what colour the sky was. Capriccio's tail froze, and he could feel the corners of his mouth starting to twitch, as if to try and escape his smile. Too bad; his smile was too practiced to go anywhere, even now.

The Witherwild. He [i]had [/i]heard about it, of course, though mostly in attempts to downplay it. It was normal, after all, that those who lived in the boondocks ran into nature's quirks and deceases every now and again, no? From his experiences prior, Capriccio had figured those in power had downplayed the true extent of it.

... He hadn't known it was this bad. 

[color=8bb9c3]"Y-yes, well, the cases haven't reached the big city, and it can be tough to tell truth from rumour..."[/color] he trailed off, averting his gaze, but not his mind. Maybe he could turn this into something useful yet. Amp up the ignorance — not that it apparently [i]needed [/i]that much amping — and maybe they'd feel the need to educate him. Maybe he'd learn the truth, like he'd come here t—

A bellow, shouting, a ruckus. Capriccio straightened, tail and all, whipping his head towards the sound. He wasn't the only one, and the collective alarm was making him worry even more. So that [i]wasn't[/i] normal around here, he took it?

[i]"What in the Circle Below was that...?" [/i]

[color=8bb9c3]"I'm guessing,"[/color] Capri started, cautious as he slid off his seat. [color=8bb9c3]"That I might just be about to see a case. Personally."[/color] He fished out a few coins, enough for two more rounds of beer as promised, tossed them back at the barkeep and dashed towards the door. 

It was then, as he reached for the handle, that the memory of a familiar hat down below resurfaced. [i]By the— [/i]she wouldn't be anywhere near what was happening, would she?!

... Oh, who was he kidding?! Pepper was going to be smack dab [i]in the middle[/i] of it, knowing her!

Capriccio picked up his pace.[/color]