Morris: GuildLady flicked her wrist at Aria's request; it wasn't so much dismissive as it was permissive, as she had done so with a soft smile. "Feel free to take them. Even if the Phillis circus turns out not to be the cause of all this, I have no doubts you will all find the missings - especially if you've done similar missions before." She brought a hand to her mouth and chortled a second time upon both Lucien's demon-slaying comment and Moira's response to Aria, but decided against commenting on them. With a coy smile still on her lips, she nodded in agreement with Xandra. "Of course. While I'm sure the performers wouldn't appreciate any accusations, asking the visitors wouldn't do too much harm."
She glanced over to whoever Moira was referring to. Some strange guy sitting by Amy at the bar. Lady raised a brow, but otherwise held little interest. "Hm? The suit or the blonde? I haven't seen either of them before." After all, she had been fiddling with her paperwork when the Pride entered; she hadn't paid much attention to anyone who wasn't directly speaking with her. Whatever few other guilders hanging around before and during their entrance had already left with the smelly man's appearance and all the commotion.
Lady looked back to Lute, Lucien, and Trixie, all of whom displayed a level of enthusiasm. Lady's smile never faded. She knew asking these folks to check out the circus for her wouldn't be a bad idea, especially if half of them looked like they were interested in the place already. Who's to say they can't enjoy their time during their search? It'd be much less suspicious, anyway. She looked to Marcus next, though she couldn't make out what he was thinking.
"Thank you, Moira, everyone. I appreciate you taking the time to check it out for me. It may very well be that the circus isn't the cause of these numbers... and that my son is just a dumbass who can't win any prizes. But perhaps scouting it out is a good start for hunting them down." Lady lifted a pile of paperwork back atop her desk, before patting the top of it roughly. "I'll see what I can wrap up here with my workload so I can help out by looking around Morris."
She glanced to Moira a final time. "You did say you're looking for Kara, right? Both she and Rize had passed by here some time ago. I have information for where they traveled to next, and I would be more than willing to update you on their whereabouts if you can find the missings for me. And for their own sake." The secretary crouched down for a moment, rummaging through a couple of drawers before popping back up again. She handed Moira a small photo: a young man with a cocky smile, wearing a raggedy baseball cap, a black open jacket, and a pink tee inside it. "Here. Carry this as well. Just in case. But please don't lose it."
Everything looked just about good to go. Whether or not the circus was responsible for the missing persons, at least they had a lead and its visitors to verify or deter their suspicions. Lady trusted that these guilders were as good as that dopey purple-haired boy claimed, especially with Rachael's daughter and Moira on the team (though the latter's low ranking considering all the time they had been together could've said otherwise in anyone else's eyes). Soon enough, Estelle herself burst out the restrooms, rearing to go.
Lady nodded with approval. The Pride was just about ready to leave until...
"I'm not going."
Amy remained unmoved from her seat at the bar. She no longer drank any fluids, instead keeping her back to the guilders and her eyes away from everyone. Despite the man's loud slurping beside her, she was undeterred.
Trixie piped up at this, a look of horror all over her visage. She ran up to her elder and tapped on her shoulder, only to have her finger shrugged off. "Ames, what's wronnnggg. The clowns aren't that scary, Lucy was just jokin' about that! ... Right? I mean apparently they're just like Lute so they can't be--"
"No. I said I'm not going."
When Trixie continued to ramble on about how the circus couldn't be
that scary even if they were secretly evil kidnappers, Amy snarled back at her. Trixie pouted in response. "Oh, quit being such a baby, Ames! You aren't seriously scared of the circus, are you?"
The cleric sighed, loudly. "No. No, Trix, I'm not. I just..." Amy's head lowered. "I don't want anything to do with the Phillis siblings."
"What? So wait, they really
are bad guys then?"
"The circus owners and I... We just have a bad history. That's all. You guys go ahead with your investigation. I'll stay here with the secretary."
Trixie puffed her cheeks and began tugging on the ends of Amy's dress. "Amy, come on, you can't stay here! You gotta come with us. Who else is gonna heal our boo-boos?"
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