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Hammond grumbled as even more people entered his tent, giving them all a harsh stare. "Unless you are here for my direct help I want this place cleared!" He barked, eyeing all the spectators. The trickster turned his attention away from everyone else and focused on Blake. "Now, let's try to fix this as best as possible, this isn't going to be easy. Quick healing followed by a glamour cover-up is not a peaceful process," Hammond muttered, grabbing several bandages. Hammond opened up the white cream and dipped the needle in it. It didn't seem significant, but it was essential to setting up glamours. Grabbing Blake's hand, Hammond slowly stabbed the needle into it and muttered several phrases under his breath. Blake's glamour went completely out for several moments, then faded back in starting from his hand. Hammond gazed at Blake for a while, then stabbed the needle in several more parts in his body to fix small errors he noticed. Nodding with approval, Hammond stepped back and gave a final check. "Well, that'll leave you drowsy for about an hour. Go ahead and take the bandages, see if someone is nice enough to help you. I on the other hand have other work to do." The trickster indicated the entrance and sat back down on his chair, already forgetting everyone else.

Nixon smirked as Fia collected the blood and accepted it as payment for a question. "So, is the next question I ask count as a question? Like that one? Or this one? Or the one twice before this and this specific one?" Nixon quickly asked, then frowned with curiosity as Fia suddenly walked back outside. "OK then." I guess if none of those questions counted I should probably stay with her. Nixon's logic seemed astounding to him. The vampire followed Fia for a while, wondering where she was going, but his attention was quickly turned to the new guests they passed by. Nixon studied all of them carefully, and almost laughed as he watched Vlad and Rosalind get in an argument and storm into a carriage to continue the fight. Looking back at the guests, it seemed like the girl was the only one left. Smirking, Nixon blinked in front of the tattooed girl, giving an overexaggerated wave. "HIIII, new here or just never came out of tent? You don't smell that bad so I would guess the first option." It was a nice opening question to a completely unawkward conversation.

Phillip gave a small nod, checking their surroundings to decide where to go first. "Keep an eye out for strange blue tattoos." It was subtle enough for others not to tell what he was speaking about, but hopefully Dawn would get the message. The hunter suddenly began walking in what seemed like a random direction without mentioning anything to Dawn, scanning around the different employees, looking for someone that seemed out of place.

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