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Tripped and fell. Sure. It was obvious she didn't believe him, though Candace didn't say anything on the matter. She'd seen the whole thing. "Oh, honey." 'Cade' stroked Calder's cheek with his thumb, sighing and fixing a bit of his hair herself. So messy! That must have been quite the fall, oh yes indeed. "Are you alright? They're just minipet eggs, I don't know what I'd do if you'd gotten hurt. First aid's not really my specialty." Her hands fell so she could take the jar, hugging it against her chest. She was protective of these floresce eggs. They weren't really 'just minipet eggs' to her. They were the reason she was here. His smile supposedly brought a smile to her face, ears perking as he explained why he was working so hard.

Damnit. He was making this harder and harder. She kept her face neutral for as long as she could before giving him a closed-eyed smile, tail swishing happily. "Like Noah." Who knew that even here these creatures would know--

Who's Noah? Atropos sounded genuinely curious, pretty much trashing Candace's theory. Welp. She was right after all.

"Er...I mean, Noah's an old friend of mine. He said something like that once. Sure, though. Why not. I'd love to see more of this place." Research. it was time for research.

Calm down.


Cassandra. Calm down.

'I'm calm, Nicodemus.' Cass answered, her nose crinkling a bit as she forced herself to swallow up the sheer amount of anger she'd actually just expelled out of herself. That...could have gone better. She could have been much less of a b***h about the whole thing. Her head was sore. She found a place to take a seat, leaning back and sighing, massaging her temples.

There was a moment when she looked down at her wrist and rubbed the offended spot where that.... thing.... had touched her. She didn't even want to know what it was. She didn't care what it was. It was disgusting and it had touched her. It was a certain distaste she had to swallow as she just rested her elbows on her knees and her head in her palms.

Your head is going to hurt if you abuse it so much.

'Hey. It's still in one piece.' Cass thought, frowning lightly, before looking across the way at one of the booths.

It seemed...unattended. With stuff at it. Was... anybody actually watching it? She pondered it for a while before looking up to see if Marcus had actually followed her. Part of her happily admitted she was hoping he did...but she had just raged upon him...and she'd understand (even if she'd feel a bit hurt) if he hadn't.

That was the right pet thing, right?

At a distance, a certain Patchwork-disguised Hunter stared at the clusters of eggs being guarded by the ToTers, her body facing away from them in a nonchalant manner while she trained the corner of her blue eye towards the prize. If you could even call what the ToTers were doing 'guarding' -- considering the fact that she had watched a great many people sneak away with an armful of eggs, she did not think they were doing quite so good a job. Still, she cared very little about that aspect. As a hunter, she loathed the Halloweentowners' very existence, and as such found absolutely no sympathy within her that they were being stolen from. In fact, she was quite pleased that they were such terrible guards, although you would have never guessed from her expression. Pleased... because yes, she was fairly certain that was what she wanted... or rather, what she was required to bring back for the mission.

Slipping out from behind the tree she had been leaning on, Petra slipped down low, her bare feet making no noise as she crept forward, eyes flicking between Horn and Ember. Several times, she froze, going completely still as they seemed to detect her, only to resume once the danger had passed. Finally, her patience was rewarded -- as soon as she was within distance, her arms wrapped around one of the warm orange eggs, slipping it off the top of the pile before turning to sneak back away the way she came, relaxing only as her back was pressed firmly against a tree a good distance away.

Mission complete.

Cradling the newly-snatched egg, Petra stared down at it with an interest that would seemed non-existent, to any bystanders who were unfamiliar with her personally. However, what only a few other hunters would recognize was there was a little spark of something in her hetero-chromic eyes, just barely lacing the cool gaze with which she stared down at it. Narrowing her eyes a little, she lifted the egg a bit until it was about face-level, resting in one, slightly-greyed patchwork hand, turning it slowly as if to judge it, or to categorize it in her mind. Curiouser and curiouser.

Sn: Nata
Firelands Floresce plz! <3

PRIZE SENT!

Ennéa hid just long enough for the booth manager to turn his back before trying again. Her last attempt at grabbing a fish had failed before she had even reached the tank but surely this time...

She reached into the tank, only then realizing that once again she had used her right arm. The one that had no hand.

She really needed to stop doing that. Sighing in frustration, she went to use her other hand, but by then she had taken too long and the booth manager had turned back around, storming her way.

Ennéa made one last desperate flail at the fish but only succeeded in dropping her last floresctival seed. Swearing, she quickly sprang away and ran off into the crowds before she got caught.

Ennéa walked past the now familiar booth with the fish tanks and scowled at it. There were tons of fish there; all swimming around with their dopey looking faces going 'glub glub glub'. All of them right out in the open, there for the taking.

Obviously, they were taunting her.

Well, she'd show them. She'd get a fish and succeed at the mission even if it took a whole pumpkin's worth of seeds to do it.

She jangled the two seeds in her pocket and looked at the tanks uneasily. Just... maybe not at this booth. Didn't she see another booth a little ways back that was giving out freaky eyeball fish? That might work?

Ennéa turned to walk away but then she suddenly spun around and headed determinedly to the tanks. Ah, heck with it, she thought.

She boldly reached in -- with her left arm this time -- and grabbed a fish egg. Then, without even bothering to look around, she strode away.

It took a couple moments to process that she had actually succeeded this time. "I... did it." A wide grin lit up her face. "Hey Maddie!" she cried. "I did it! I got a fish!"

She waved the fish egg happily about before the practicality of the situation finally occurred to her. "Uh... Hey Maddie, do you have a cup or a bag of water or something for the fish?" Ennéa looked worriedly at the egg. She didn't want to turn in a dead fish. "Uh-oh."

[Ghost Floresce, please
sn: Frigoris]

PRIZE SENT!

As with before, Jericho just couldn't stay away for long. Stretching out, he gave a yawn as he idly walked by. There was one guy around that was kinda stumbling about. Raising an eyebrow at him, he just continued on and tried to snag something.

However, before he could get too close, he received a sort of glare from Break, which caused him to back away a bit.