Shawn had spent the better part of the day searching for the Rabbit's foot with Ralph. Ralph kept insisting that maybe Eric hadn't taken the charm, and was considerably worried that losing it could place Shawn and himself in some jeopardy, considering the ongoing race for souls. On a brighter note, the shiny objects had been saved near the acorns, waiting for some plan of action at an unspecified date.

The two boys had gone to bed, Ralph snoring. Shawn lay awake, and that's when he heard a scratching at the window....

Shawn had come up with a dozen different plans for getting the rabbit's foot back while lying there, all of them terrible. He started when he heard the scratching at the window, his first instinct to bury himself under the covers and somehow hide. But eventually, curiousity overcame fear, and he crawled out of his bed towards the window.

Pale moonlight made its way onto the floor of Shawn's room in small sliver of light as his feet tip-toed past Ralph's bed towards the window.  Coming to the window, he first saw the sillouette of a something that looked like it was floating outside of the window.
A shadow in the night, the moon behind a hunched over, dwarf figure. Closer still, he saw a hand come out at scratch at the window.  A pawing gesture, animal-like.

Griffix smiled a eager, somewhat menacing smile. He appeared more animalistic than before: Sharp teeth with fangs that were yellow. Hairy forearms and hands, a bushy brow and pointed ears.

"Let me in." He said. More of a question than a command.  "I can help you. I can help you play. Play with me. And we'll find out what to do." He suggested in a soft, delicate and off-putting whisper.

Shawn might've normally welcomed Griffix's help with the situation, but something in his voice and attitude was throwing up alarms. The man seemed...off, and in a scarier way than usual. "What kind of playing?"

Griffix didn't answer right away. Instead, he just scratched at the window again, body moving outside with the summer wind, like he was hovering.

"Let me in. So we can play, don't-cha know? I can 'a tell ya' things n' show you such wonders you never dreamed to see. Nightimes' a time to play. Play for the numbers. Numbers to play and games to play with numbers." Griffix said in an Irish-whisper.

"The numbers? You mean like the Numbers game?" Shawn tried to seem like he wasn't quite getting it, like his curiosity about what Griffix was talking about was the reason he hadn't invited him in, not fear or concern.

"The Numbers....Game." Griffix whispered. And the soft voice seemed to say nothing at all, but it still passed through the window, making its way into the dark corridors of the room so Shawn could hear it.

Gray clouds passed above the night sky, a loud, bright moon cast its reflective gaze, its pale, white light illuminating the carpet under Shawn's feet.

"The Numbers Game." Griffix clarified, and with one, hairy hand---no---with one, hairy paw: his gnarled, yellow fingernails began to tap on the window.

Shawn looked back behind him, at Ralph and Bobby sleeping away in the moonlight. He didn't want Griffix in here with them, but he couldn't just refuse a representative from the Circus, right? "How about I get the game and I can go outside to meet you? It's a nice night, right?"

"The Numbers Game." Griffix repeated, ignoring Shawn's request. "Ah, we can play in the closet, we can. Let me in."


OOC: Shawn Rolls Wits + Empathy with the following results

1-2 Successes: Shawn detects the slightest...

3-4 Successes: Shawn detects the slightest____ but also notices ____

5 + Successes: Shawn detects the slightest ____ and ____, leading to the conclusion that ____

OOC: 07:49, Today: Shawn Cramer rolled 1 success using 6d10 with the World of Darkness nWoD system with a target of 8, rerolling 10s. Wits + Empathy + WP.

Shawn notices the slightest lump protruding from the front of Griffix's vest, as if he had stuffed something inside of his vest. Something round and large. But given the darkness and the distracting smile of Griffix's face, Shawn couldn't tell what it was.