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Hearing the Autumn king announce he is about to swear newcomers in Kelly quickly says her good byes to the intriguing Uncle Deadly and begins to walk back to the Autumn king once again humming a soothing melody to herself as she walks. Reaching her destination she smiles as she looks around at the other new arrivals pleased to see she is not the only new lost here tonight. She continues to hum to herself softly as she awaits her chance to take the oath.
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Terri laughs also, a gentle sound that is polite and not at all mocking. "Well, most of what I sell are unique items aimed for women, although given enough time, I could possibly get something in for men. Drop by sometime, even if its for a chat and a drink," she adds, her friendly manner as natural as ever. When she heard Rick's voice, a flutter rippled through her at seeing her husband. She turns back to Tom. "Well, it looks like the freehold oath will be offered soon," Terri said. "Care to join me at the camp fire?"
"You and I both, it appears. Well, luck and all that!" Searching for a place to put his plate, Deadly deposits it onto a slightly used table, only used on Sundays to take an old lady to market.
That task done, he also heads towards the Kingly type.
Following the stream of Changelings, Uncle Deadly drifts his way to where the Autumn Monarch is standing. With a literal hop, skip, and a jump he deposits himself in the line, smiling broadly at those also waiting.
"I don't see how others wishing to remove Fairweather is a problem for us. He is a problem that has needed to be removed for some time. I am unsure as to how those others being members of the directional courts is a problem as they are not joining our freehold." Spartan looks to Rook for his opinion, "What do you think?"
Rook gave a little shrug, turning the situation over.
"If they're just here hunting Fairweather, more power to them. If they have intentions of staying, that could be a problem... but only if it was a case of them wanting to overthrow the Freehold. Having members of the Directional Courts in the Freehold... I wouldn't see that as an issue, personally. We don't have a problem with Dawn and Dusk being around," the Metalflesh said, after a moment. "Depends what they get up to while they're here. Keeping an eye out can't hurt."
"Sounds good Terri, I will take you up on that. And like I said, if you ever fancy a stroll in the park, I can usually be found there," said Tom as he offered his hand to help escort Terri back. Rather than use the excuse of being an elemental to be rude, Tom had tried to put an extra polish on his manners for events like this.
"Oh I don't know, a party of jacked up freaks looking for blood in a town where collateral damage wouldn't really affect the security of their hoome freehold....what could possibly go wrong." He thought to himself. "Summer leadership seems to be going from strength to strength."
"Well, Rick wants all the top brass to have full translations of these so I figured I'd pop over and let you know on my out." Otto said with a shrug. "And I'm to pick Terri's brain so I'll throw in whatever she can offer up plus what I know of Jap culture. I can leave copies here with Bates or do you want it run out your club?" Otto asks Caster.
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"Well, a friend of mine got hurt, and she's in the hospital. And I'm going to go see her." He is speaking much more slowly than usual. "But I'm not sure what to do. Because its my fault she's there, and I feel aweful."
"Once you have a translation just drop it by the Forge." Spartan states flatly.
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