Provisional Channel, morning 177, approx. 330 AM

[motivenotfound]

We've chased the target into the Ringmaster's tent, following it into the hole!

Get someone at the top of the ladder, I want a guard at the portal!

No, guards!

[This little fucker is fast and whatever it wants, if it leaves the Carnival grounds, it's game over.]

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[moonfang]

[he has no idea who this is, but he'll take that information and run with it -- literally. He sounds slightly more awake now, at least]

Big Boss' tent. Got it.