<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">GM Post</span><br/>Mason Kincaid's Party, Southdown, Persephone<br/>Tagging - Babs<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Like a shadow, Babs followed the lone party guest without being seen. It may have come as a surprise, but there was a large open garden like a field behind the house, sectioned off by a row of trees at its end, which served almost like a fence. He looked definitively like he knew where he was going, and he crossed that grassy expanse and into the wooded area beyond it. It was hard to say with certainty what lay back there, especially at night, but then she heard talk.<br/><br/>"Max, is that you?" A man's gruff voice carried a note of wariness. "Yeah, who else is it gonna be," the suited man spoke, presumably the one Babs had been following. "Could be anyone. We weren't expecting you back so quickly." The suited man spoke again, "yeah well, we've got trouble. The question is how much. It could be competition." The voices quietened after that, and it became apparent that Babs would need to slink closer to get a better look at what was back there or have a real chance of overhearing anything else.<br/>