Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150909005347/@comment-27235572-20150910031224

Quinn turned almost imperceptibly, quickly snapping a shot of the girl being dragged out of the tent, the photo being taken without sound or flash. It was less noticeable that way. She also didn't want to be called rude for taking pictures of people without consent, but she liked the shot.

Turning yet again, she leaned back, getting both the author and Calli in frame, snapping yet another silent photo, this time with flash for illumination. Good thing Maisey isn't here... She thought, a bit amused.

Of course, the universe had a sense of humor, and Maisey Muffet, the spider-loving gossip that had somehow clawed her way to being a journalist, entered the tent, balancing on the balls of her feet.

"Ah, Quinn!" Her tone was one of almost fake exuberance. "I've been looking everywhere for you! Turns out the rest of the photo crew got assigned elsewhere, so you'll be covering the entire fair. How much photos have you done?" Maisey spoke too fast, eagerness flooding her features.

"U-Um... Only in t-this tent...?" Quinn winced as Maisey seemed ready to launch herself into a tirade about 'initiative', but the gossip/reporter froze when she noticed the author. With a high-pitched squeal, Maisey bounced in place, immediately more invested in her than Quinn, much to the photographer's relief.

((Ah, Maisey... She'll be around, hounding people. Expect it to happen at random.))