[Sodium_noir] Carousel [Dusk]

[Spikey]

Kasterborous, The Groovie Ghoulies, Rizzo and Joe
Redcap, Sluagh x 4, Redcaps x 2, Pooka, Knocker
The Isle of Crabs Fun Fair

Kast, feeling absolutely no desire to confront his dark kithmates outside nevertheless put on a devil-may-care half smile and swaggered after Bill and Oswald, motioning to the others to follow him, "Come on, this is bound to be some fun. We'll go out there, kick some ass and be back inside before anyone even notices we're missing." 

The Sluagh folowed tentatively.

Outside the Freehold, the fair was lit by its own neon light bulbs and dozens of makeshift lanterns. Throwing up as many shadowed places as it did well lit areas. A few of the Unseelie had gathered around one of the rides, a merry-go-round with horses and faux choppers to sit upon. 

Right now it wasn't going round and it was far from merry!

His first sight of the Redcap's was of them sitting on the ride. The smallest, Max revealed his name to be Ricky, was perched backwards on a carousel horse. Baggy jeans, a backwards facing baseball cap and a puffed up jacket making him look like a hip hopper who shoped in dumpsters. Stood next to him was Danny. His mortal hair died in a multicoloured and random fashion and spiked to at least five inches. The punk look was carried over to his clothes, tight torn jeans, a T-shirt with two naked cowboys depicted comparing genetala, and a leather jacket festooned with chains and studs. Each forearm was wrapped in a leather studded greave and his hands covered by weight lifters gloves.

Then there was Quaid. Tall and proud, with knotted muscles, slouched against a wooden motorcycle. He wore a crisp white shirt under a pilots jacket and cargo pants. High boots tied up with red laces came almost to his knee and his hair was cut shorter than the rest in an almost military regulation crew cut. Expensive designer shades covered his eyes and added to his disquitening look. He had the chisled face and square chin of a action movie star, marred only by the Tusks that jutted from his lower jaw.

The moment Kasterborous and the others came out of the ride, Quaid's hidden eyes were on them. They couldn't see the expression too well but he made no secret of watching them as they approached. 

Bill looked to Kast before he said anything. Checking he wasn't alone in the pissing contest. The few other members of the Unseelie court already gathered seemed to part, expecting something.
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