IC SUGGESTION BOX

[lordofthering]

A real suggestions box hanging outside of the Ringmaster's "office."
Slot takes paper letters and perhaps very small animals.

Comments

[whattaprick]

[ Lambert flushes beet red -- he assumed, given this was her realm, that the Ringmaster had a fair idea of what was going on, but he didn't actually expect her to call him out on it in a conversation like this -- and scowls. ]

I'd rather have him fighting with me than dead.

[lordofthering]

[What does she have to fear, really? Lambert smells like Childermass pretty much all the time.]

I'm sure he'd say the same of you. These troubles go both ways.

[whattaprick]

[ Lambert might actually be weirdly proud of that, but Childermass probably wouldn't take it well. Oblivious to exactly how the Ringmaster comes by her particular knowledge of this through fairly mundane means (although really, Lambert's painfully obvious regardless) the witcher just turns his gaze away for a moment, expression stormy as he works out something with himself. Both ways, huh? ]

We talked about arranging for a spell. [ He said, haltingly. This plan was before he exploded at Childermass, so you know, he's not sure that's still on. ] Like you did for Sans and Strange -- an egg. Can you do that?