Little Goat Mountain that he is to take possession before Michaelmas,

*barges in*

Cyclone had hung back, only for a few minutes, to relieve herself. Somehow she got the feeling Tantalus wasn't interested in watching her squat and empty her bladder. She had been following him ever since they met... but not in a creepy stalker way! He had asked her if she wanted to, and she had, so here she was. A flurry of voices and sounds broke out ahead, and just as Cyclone squeezed the last bit from her bladder, she took off toward the commotion. It sounded an awful lot like the Blackthorn mayhem that had taken place not long ago.

She stuck close to Tantalus's side, speaking in a low voice right next to his ear. "Tantalus... what's going on?" she whimpered, acting far more concerned than she actually was. Then again, that white guy with the blood all over himself didn't exactly look like the sane type.