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Mason wasn't sure why he was at the carnival. He had promised to go on a date with Nora today, and his ditzy older girlfriend had run off as soon as they got here. He had gone around looking for her and then immediately gave up.

Unlike Nora's sense of him, Mason didn't really have the I CAN FIND NORA ANYWHERE mindset. He had the, she'll come back around, and if she doesn't, I'm going home.

He shuffled around in his back, pulling out a workbook for class and chose a spot away from the crowd, so he didn't hinder the flow, and he could be less bothered.

His glasses were adjusted as he took in his surroundings of mistletoe and christmas and carnival and sighed. He'd work on his book for just a little bit and then he'd look for his girlfriend again.

Lyon was just along for the ride right now. She followed in the clown's wake, laughing equally as hard if not harder at the reactions people were having at being suddenly face to face under some mistletoe with the lieutenant. Her cheeks and her stomach were starting to hurt, but regardless she was also at work draining energy from people who would bump into her in their attempts to escape Penikisite. She also siphoned energy from people who were gawking at the scene the other was causing.

All in all, it was an incredibly lucrative collection process---in addition to being just downright hilarious.

They worked their way through the carnival, and at some point, as Lyonsite looked around, she caught sight of a kid a bit outside of the festivities. He was bent over and seemed to be writing in something? Huh. The woman tilted her head, and before she gave it much thought, she found herself veering from following behind Peni to approach the boy. It wouldn't hurt to make sure he was okay---after all, who came to a carnival and just sat to the side?

"Hey, kid!" She greeted as she approached Mason, energy orbs absent, as she had sent them to Negaspace already. "You okay?" The woman towered over the sitting boy, but everything about her posture was open and friendly as she smiled down at him. "This is a carnival why are you---"

She paused as she caught a good look at his book.

"Good grief." Lyonsite reached and pulled it away from the boy, and looked it over. "Are you doing homework?" She then couldn't help but laugh. "Man, these work books take me back---" The woman looked over the page, and then showed the book to the boy.

"By the way, you didn't carry the right number on this problem right here, so the solution is wrong."

The clown in question had just pilfered cotton candy from a child - literally - he'd just stolen sweets from a child and was looping back around with it in hand, along with some sort of oversized stuffed prize, a glass of nog, and an excessive amount of mistletoe littering his person. There was a downright manic gleam in his eyes, smile stretched beyond its natural limits by the lines of his clown paint.

"This is terrible for children's teeth, " he remarked to Lyon as he flung the cotton candy over his shoulder. "Are you thirsty? - who's this?" he finally asked, aknowledging the boy that his companion was speaking to with a somewhat curious glance.

Mason's face couldn't be anymore exasperated as the clown suddenly did join them, and in the distance he could hear a crying kid. Made him wonder what kind of adults they were. The mistletoe on the clown was even more scary but he couldn't help the comment that came out.

"All that mistletoe and you still couldn't get a kiss dude?" Mason adjusted his glasses again. "Mason." He sighed long and with a hint of suffering to it.

"Lyonsite and Penikisite are minerals." He crossed his arms and noticed that while the clown was a bit distracting, there was something menacing and dark about them. Added to that, they wore uniformed outfits, even if they were unconventionally uniformed.

"Codenames then." He rose a brow, "I'm not adorable." Only Nora called him that.

Lyonsite's grin was radiant. "You're the best." She said to her fellow lieutenant was she took the mug and started to down it. The woman's tall frame shook lightly with her own amusement in response to Peni's, but she was silent as she knocked back the nog. Instead she listened to the two for a moment, eyeing the boy over the rim of the mug---right up until---

Wait.

Was Peni recruiting?

Lyonsite's head turned to the side as the woman ended up snorting out the mouthful of nog she had. It sprayed out before her, and luckily not on the young man or her partner. She turned back to face Mason, the liquid running down her nose and chin, but it did nothing to dampen the wide toothy grin she gave him.

"Right!"

When she had been brought in, that was the spiel she had been given. It was good to recruit. It was good to get potential members, and it was good to see they had what it took. The kid was sharp---he sussed out a lot about them really fast. He was driven, dedicated, as shown by the fact he was studying while at a carnival.

"We're apart of a team dubbed The Circus, and our team is apart of an even larger team that works on protecting what's right and what matters. You get a spiffy uniform---" Lyon reached with her free hand to pluck at some of Penikisite's shoulder tassels. "And you get some sweet power perks---plus a codename. You'd be a great fit---you're reading us pretty fast, and it takes some awesome dedication to study while at a carnival!"

Penikisite thrived off the knowledge that he did not have to remain composed, cool, collected - and he howled with laughter at the little display from Lyon, the roar of laughter ebbing away into snickers behind his hand, even as Mason started to speak. It almost gave the impression that he wasn't paying attention.

Until Mason stopped talking, at which point, something changed in Penikisite's eyes. Like a knife being ground against stone, sparks flying, suddenly too aware of its own potential to harm. "Isn't it obvious? - freedom. If you want to get practical about it, then connections that will only benefit your company, and your purpose will be as a whole much grander in scale - but as you've said, you have much of what you need already, and I should know as I'm much the same."

He tilted his head to a side, cracking his neck sharply, although it was nothing compared to when Lyon did it. "It's an outlet. It's excitement. It's a chance to do and be someone you aren't allowed to be in your day to day, and no one can judge you for it, penalize you for it. - or doesn't that sound appealing to you, Mason? Are you really a jar who's been so filled already?"

The crack at the mason jar joke made his eyes narrow. The challenge was accepted. He wasn't a jar that was already filled, but jar that would overfill and drown out the world.

The idea of teleporting though, caught his attention and he realized that there was a magical aspect to this life. They were offering him a sped up version of his life plan, but add a pinch of magic. Plus the two were weird and zany, so that was fun in it's own right. Nora was fun and Zany too, so maybe that's why he accepted the two easier.

If whoever they worked for had connections across the world...

"Okay." Starr uncrossed his legs and leaned forward. "So what do I have to do?"