In His Way, Mr. K Will Challenge The World...

Aro: My eyes narrow as I walk into the room. "Mr. Henderson, I believed we called you last night. Why show up now when everyone knows the man is dead?" He touches his chest as though hurt. "Oh, so I am not only unrecognized by one owner, but get scorned by the other. My, isn't fate funny?"

Larry: I looked from Aro to 'Mr.Henderson', not knowing what to do. "Aro, what's his connection to all this?"

Aro: I sigh and cross my arms. "Mr.Henderson is the undertaker and birthkeeper. He's like the one who records everything that happens during a person's life and then deals with their end. Mr. K took a liking to him for one reason or another and accepted him into the family."

Larry: "Alright, well we already had Mr.K. taken away, so what are you herre for, Mr. H?"

Mr. H: "I'm here to record history, of course, as well as deal with the body. You guys did say you wanted an autopsy done, didn't you? That something was out of place?"

Larry: I ran a hand nervously through my hair and looked to Aro. "Where is the body?"

Aro: I look at Henderson and frown. "Uostairs, the door to your left. Key's above the door." His asisstant nods and goes to get it while he takes out a pen. "And now, for the questions..."

Larry: Oh, shit. We hadn't gotten the entire story straight - and I had a feeling that Aro wasn't going to be completely honest. I gulped and hoped for the best.

Henderson: "Larry, you're up first. If you wouldn't mind going to check on some of your fellow carnies, Aro?"

Larry: Dammit, I anxiously watched Aro leave then turned back to Mr.H.

Sadie
I wasn't sure what was going on...

Henderson: "Ah, you too, yes, you in the chair? You may participate in this too. I'll be needing to gather information from different kinds of people, and Aro would only sway the results in her favor."

Larry: I looked around, to see no one, then looked down and saw a girl in a wheelchair. Who was she? Oh, yes a new performer. I sat down in a chair, and sighed "I have a circus to run, Mr.H. Could you please speed this up a bit?"

Sadie
"What do you need?" I ask, holding my guitar almost protectively

Me. H: I smile. "That's why there are two of you to replace someone who could be everywhere at once. May I proceed with my questions, or do you amhave anything else to add?" I ask with a smile.

Larry: "Proceed, sir" I mumbled.

Henderson: "When was the last time either of you saw the deceased? Did you both see his body? If so, at what time? If not, what were you doing and hiw did you find out? How to you feel about his death? What dis you do right after you found out? In that order, please."

Sadie
"When he offered me the job, (I think it was Mr K that did that, but it was so long ago) no I did not, I was practicing a song that I was going to preform today...and" Then I chose my next words carefully "he will be missed by many people. I stopped playing my guitar when I heard, and just sat there. And thought."

Henderson: "Ah. Sadie probably felt anger towards the deceasedd, a grudge or else long term hatred. Spy, perhaps? A carne with a grudge? A girl PMSing? Either way, the word choice used shows a being unable or else unwilling to lie." I write it all down on my arm and circle it.

Sadie
"None of the above, sir" In fact...yes, I disliked Mr K, maybe hated him, but I was here for a reason. Help, not hurt. To nurture something that was dying.

Larry: "Oh, wow probably in his tent a few nights ago. I saw his body late last night. I am very upset, because Mr. K was my role model, but his message will live on. I got the coroner."

Where did Pavo go?

I don't know. :/. Here:

Julia: I walked back around the corner, thinking the coast was clear, but instead smacked into the guy I now knew as Jude. Dammit. A real carnie would just push past him, but I still had manners. I needed to toughen up."Sorry..."

Jude
"It's alright" I whispered, still staring ahead, an empty look on my face

Julia:"Are you quite alright?" I said without thinking, and waved a hand in front of his blank face. Why did I care? It might gave had to do with all my younger siblings. I always worried about them, and for some reason Jude was reminding me of one of them.