(1306) Coronation of Summer

[Changeling ST]

The four sovereigns gathered between the two flaming braziers. Violet’s dress seemed to wilt for a moment, as did Katrin’s. At the forefront Duncan stood tall, proud even as the three female sovereigns backed him as their seasons in the wheel.

“As the seasons come and go, in changing by the wheel, so one ruler changes for another. This is the natural way of things.” Gianna’s voice rang strong as she walked towards the four sovereigns, her eyes plainly fixed on the brows and Meins of Duncan and Violet.

“You who the Wyrd has chosen to be Summer King,” All those present can see the last of the crown of spring rain fall from Violet’s Mein, leaving nothing more than a recessive glow of a barely-there crown in it’s place, “Do you Vow to protect this Freehold through the Nights of Darkness, and from the coming Wars? Do you Vow to stand between those gathered here, and the others, should you be charged? Do you Vow to look to our enemies, as if they were your enemies and bring to them the full wrath of your season?” The white-haired Wizened spoke louder as she walked forward, her eyes finally slipping from Duncan.

At first the barest hint of surprise graced Katrin’s face as she noticed where Gianna was looking, eventually her own eyes glanced up at Duncan’s head, and a look of confusion flickered across her face before it too was gone and lost in a perfectly neutral expression.

Betony Rue didn’t have to look up to see the issues forming, instead her bloodshot eyes glared down at the approaching Wizened.

For Violet, she responded like she had been, a glance up as she felt the last of the Wyrd’s Spring Grace dissipate into the acknowledgment that she was only a recessive Sovereign... But Duncan. “C'est horrible, vous ne sont pas le Roi d'Ιtι” the words were accompanied with a gasp and a step taken backwards.

[Changeling ST]

Duncan looked up for a moment, the power of the Wyrd did not grace him, though the words of the Vow were on his lips. For a moment: Silence gripped the room, unnaturally only the snap of the fires could be heard, if not a bit louder than they should be then the low hum of cicadas the doors of the Quicksilver Gate swung open a man walked forward from behind the Wheel of Seasonal Monarchs.

Brother Lucas
Presence •••••, Striking Looks ••

The Mein of the man was only seen for a moment, but there was no mistaking the bright red ring of Fire that floated bare inches above his brow. Moments later even that dimmed as his Mask was hardened into place.

“I So Vow” The Summer king said as he took the last few steps to the position Duncan had actually stepped away from. He clasped a book before him, the leather bound pages glinted just as well in the Fires.

“My name is Brother Lucas, I am King of Summer.” The words where few, and not yelling but everyone in the room heard them.

If one wants to remember what Lucas' mein is, please Roll [INT + Wits] ON YOUR CHARACTER SHEET with a note and an Key . Thank you.

[Anubite25]

Stripes has his hackles up, his mantle growling at the approach of the newcomer.

Then he noticed the ring of fire floating over Brother Lucas's head. Immediately his mantle fell silent as the stranger moved forward. Stripes just watched, wide-eyed, as this masked newcomer strode up to the sovereigns.

And accepted the reign of summer.

The tiger is shocked into silence, uncertain what to make of this. It wasn't the first time somebody new took the crown...

"We knew Violet..." he thought. "Who's this guy?"

It's not his season, that's what Stripes reminds himself. And this guy unmistakeably had the crown of summer, no doubts there. The beast stays quiet for a moment, waiting to see how Duncan and the other Summer Courtiers react.

[Morgan Bellanar]

A loud squeak was Morgan's initial response to Al-Adin's unexpected thank you hug. When he put her down, Morgan she gave a smile and a nod of her head in acknowledgement to Al-Adin and Mrs Rosemary, "Heh-heh, w-welcome to b-both of you, yup." She also heard a strange sound at the same time that drew her attention to Juno. It sounded like...purring? Juno could purr? A random thought entered her head then: Huh, ain't the rule cats purr or roar? So that means Juno can't roar, right? Wait, doesn't matter never mind. She shook her head to clear it.

The raccoon then turned her attention to Tally. She decided not to give out a hug this time just a friendly smile, "N-nice to meet you Tally. I'm Morgan B-bellanar. Um, courtless courier, that heh-heh, pick things up and puts thems down far away, heh-heh. S-sorry, very bad joke." The friendly smile slowly turned embarssed as she told her rather poor joke.

Her eyes then darted towards at the gathering sovereigns. Her eyebrows rose up, realizing what was coming "Oh-oh-oh, um, I-I think they're doing the coronation." Morgan pointed this obvious event out as she spoke.

[RebornSeas]

Nevada had shrugged at Nova's question.

And then things proved to be very much against what was expected. "Something.... Unexpected happen. What is this?"

[Changeling ST]

Brother Lucas
Presence ••••• (Inspiring), Striking Looks •• (Smoldering), Distinctive Voice •• (Passionate)

The Mein of the man was only seen for a moment, but there was no mistaking the bright red ring of Fire that floated bare inches above his brow. Moments later even that dimmed as his Mask was hardened into place.

“I So Vow” The Summer king said as he took the last few steps to the position Duncan had actually stepped away from. He clasped a book before him, the leather bound pages glinted just as well in the Fires.

“My name is Brother Lucas, I am King of Summer.” The words where few, and not yelling but everyone in the room heard them.

If one wants to remember what Lucas' mein is, please Roll [INT + Wits] ON YOUR CHARACTER SHEET with a note and an Key . Thank you.

Posting for Continuity

[Changeling ST]

Brother Lucas
Presence ••••• (Inspiring), Striking Looks •• (Smoldering), Distinctive Voice •• (Passionate)

The Mein of the man was only seen for a moment, but there was no mistaking the bright red ring of Fire that floated bare inches above his brow. Moments later even that dimmed as his Mask was hardened into place.

“I So Vow” The Summer king said as he took the last few steps to the position Duncan had actually stepped away from. He clasped a book before him, the leather bound pages glinted just as well in the Fires.

“My name is Brother Lucas, I am King of Summer.” The words where few, and not yelling but everyone in the room heard them.

If one wants to remember what Lucas' mein is, please Roll [INT + Wits] ON YOUR CHARACTER SHEET with a note and an Key . Thank you.

Posting for Continuity

[Changeling ST]

Brother Lucas
Presence ••••• (Inspiring), Striking Looks •• (Smoldering), Distinctive Voice •• (Passionate)

The Mein of the man was only seen for a moment, but there was no mistaking the bright red ring of Fire that floated bare inches above his brow. Moments later even that dimmed as his Mask was hardened into place.

“I So Vow” The Summer king said as he took the last few steps to the position Duncan had actually stepped away from. He clasped a book before him, the leather bound pages glinted just as well in the Fires.

“My name is Brother Lucas, I am King of Summer.” The words where few, and not yelling but everyone in the room heard them.

If one wants to remember what Lucas' mein is, please Roll [INT + Wits] ON YOUR CHARACTER SHEET with a note and an Key . Thank you.

Posting for Continuity

[Mary Lee]

What the fuck?! thinks Mary, and she draws one step closer to remembering what anger feels like. If one more fucking White stranger shows up and takes over the goddamn place I will lose my shit.

Her blood pumps as it has not felt the want, the need, or dared to do in a long time, but she can feel it in her ears as she observes some dude she's never seen just decide he's King. She looks to Duncan, and Marcus, for explanations, but the threat of her anger waking up after sleeping for years stops her from looking to Lou. She did not want him to see that his honey-boo might remember what anger feels like. It tasted sour in her throat, as though the same anger she had not felt many years ago had spoiled in the back of her mind, and now she was digging out the disgustingly past-due carton and smelling its contents.

But she was the closest thing to a summer-spring liaison, even before she'd started dating Lou. This would be an entirely unacceptable place for her to lose her cool. So instead, she looked to Marcus and Duncan, ready to support any decision they made. And that went for double if there decision was to beat the shit out of this pretender to the throne.

If she'd seen a mirror, she might have noticed that this was the longest she'd gone without a smile in public since last decade. She finally noticed her nails were jabbing her palms, and willfully released the tension from her palms.