'Tis the SeasonThere'd been no argument from either Rorschach or Nite Owl about patrolling on Christmas Eve; they both knew how petty criminals and scam artists loved to victimize the harried shoppers and moon-eyed tourists who flooded the streets at this time of year. They'd even started before the sun was fully set, taking Archie up to wheel slowly over the busier districts. Against his usual modus operandi, Rorschach suggested heading toward the more metropolitan areas with their upscale shops and glittering displays. Much as he hated the rampant waste and hypocrisy that pervaded those places during the holiday season, he knew they'd be their best hunting grounds. "It really is too bad," Nite Owl sighed wistfully as they banked toward another cluster of multicolored illumination.Rorschach turned his gaze away from the streets. "What is?"His partner shrugged, a bit self-conscious. "It's just so pretty down there - and every
- Halloween is for Masks -'Halloween is for Masks'"My shoe's untied!""Tommy's hitting me with his sword!""Hey, that's my candy bar!""My cape keeps falling off!"Three pirates, a princess, two cowboys, a cat, a couple of ballerinas, a vampire and what was either a dog or a spider were gathered in a loose knot around Rorschach, who stared from one to the next with arms raised cautiously out of their reach while they grabbed at him for attention.It had all seemed so simple just minutes ago - a small group of children, giddy with the late hour and the sense of adventure afforded by their costumes, had nearly stumbled out in front of a car. He reached them just in time, nearly getting hit himself before facing off with the careless motorist. The driver had been poised to deliver a stream of verbal abuse until he'd taken a good look at the shifting inkblot face and clenched fists before him, at which point he thought better of it.After the vehicle slunk away, Rorschach considered his job done. He'