It is a theatre, the musicians poised to begin—or at least, their instruments; indeed, there is not a single actual musician in sight. Though the stage is grand and the chairs plush, the actual seating is limited indeed, and an impatient usher guides you rather more urgently than you'd expect to a seat beside another member of the audience. It is only a moment before a conductor arrives on stage, and the first notes of the performance begin.

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[premise]February XXth, 1893 — Carnival Row[/premise]

@Hestia @Walter Staghart

  

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February 13th, 1893 — Carnival Row

The arival of a mysterious carnival out of nowhere immediately made Walter suspicious. It wasn't the first time it appeared in Britain, that time he was not quite 18 and finishing his 7th year at Hogwarts. Definitely not in a position to check it out but he heard plenty about the wonders and misadventures others got into. Nothing reeking of dark magic but enough to spark a level of curiosity in him.

Tonight however, he was here more to check it out for any traces of dark magic but since he was officially off duty, he would try to enjoy himself as well. Not that he felt he needed entertainment, it was more to fit in with his colleagues and friends.

There didn't seem to be any special fee to enter the theatre and since he rarely entered had the opportunity to enjoy theatre entertainment Walter made his way inside. Following the impatient usher's direction he headed towards the indicated seat beside a woman he recognized but couldn't immediately place. He had seen her somewhere on a relatively regular basis to recognize her but her name eluded him, as did where he had seen her before. One thing he was certain, he hadn't seen her at the Ministry so doubted she was one of the many employees of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

"Good evening Ma'am," he greeted as he took his seat and removed his hat. "Are you enjoying your foray into this mysterious carnival?"

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Having been part of a traveling carnival before, Hestia wasn’t entirely phased at its sudden appearance. It was intriguing to say the least — she knew Barbie and Tommy would have a field day with it which is why she wanted to get the chance to check it out before those two imbeciles did. The scenario also happened to be the perfect situation in which to exercise her lithe fingers and see how undetectable they could be.

She’d slipped her way inside the entrance, past the usher and made her way to a seat she’d picked out to be a bit more advantageous than the others.

Hestia had just been about to place her jacket on the seat on the other side of her when someone was led to it and took their place. She swallowed the urge to scowl as he greeted her and instead stretched her lips into a smile. “Good evening,” She returned, eyes taking quick measure of him. He was a handsome figure, perhaps a bit angular in certain places, but he was obviously a member of the working class; luckily for him, otherwise he might have left the carnival with fewer things than he’d begun the night with. Playing the part of a wide-eyed, innocent worker, Hestia angled towards him a bit more. “I figured I would take a look it once it popped up. The last carnival that came here once brought a plague with them, so one can’t be too careful can they?”

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lovely set by the incomparable stef <3

"I certainly hope nothing of the sort happens with this carnival," Walter responded as he took his seat and stretched out his legs as far as he could to get comfortable. "The main reason I decided to investigate this carnival was to make sure there isn't anything dangerous within."

"I'm Walter Staghart, Auror," he introduced himself. "Though not here officially as I'm off duty for the night, I cannot help but be alert for anything remotely dark."

  

Dangerous within. Well, that depend on what the man thought danger meant. She was about to find out though. An auror in their midst. Did he really have to announce what he did? Hestia’s next thought was that he obviously did seeing as he’d just announced his intention to investigate if there was anything dangerous. “Mary,” she said easily with a charming smile. There were a dozen ‘Marys’ in the world, what was one more?

“Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Auror Staghart.” Her voice pitched to a whisper as the performance began.

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