144.98750 - D138; So roughly thirty minutes or so after the Ringmaster's address...

[atouts]

If there are any supervisors still awake and standing, would you please make your way to the Big Top? The Ringmaster appears to have died.

[ —and turned into an egg, which is something he should really include, but he's tired. Sounds it, too, although what he isn't sounding on top of that is worried, since this is all said in a very matter-of-fact way. ]

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[atouts]

As fascinating as this conversation is, the supervisors are arriving...

[ Not to mention that leaving Portland didn't actually do anything to reverse how much blood he lost to that Winter Court ritual, so his attention span for things like parties are, sadly, waning. ]

[spaghettimonster]

[See, that's the first and biggest problems with having blood. If you just don't have blood, it's hard to suffer from bloodloss. Easier to suffer from other things, sure, but that's one quandary solved.]

Okay! I'll ask around for other ideas.