Autumn Amongst the Treetops

[Lesingnon]

He still remembered the last Autumn meting, where he'd become the King of Autumn. Patrick's...insanity and accusations still irked him from time to time. What he'd been thinking Rick would never know. But the Court had known no dissension worth mentioning ever since he'd departed Sacramento.

Though it had known turnover. It was something he'd grown used to during his stay in the city, he supposed. There were always new arrivals. Some stayed only for a little while before passing on. Some put down roots, almost invariably becoming important and valued members of the Freehold. And Autumn had certainly seen an influx of courtiers over the past six months or so, with quite a bit of promise in the group.

The meeting had been Terri's suggestion, actually. And certainly a good one, by Rick's estimate at least. He could probably stand to know many of the Courtiers better, and didn't doubt that many of them would also like to meet their Court. And then, there was always the matter of Court Officials.

So he waited at Treetop Fashions, with his wife, for the arrival of his Court.

[Terri Nutkins]

Terri had been busy, laying out nibbles and drinks on the table in the centre of the boutique while making sure to keep the clothes way out of the way of any spillages. Still, even if there were some accidents, it was for the good of the Court, so Terri could make the odd exception.

However, she did make sure to move the really expensive stuff out of the way.

Brushing down her simple copper dress as she exited the back room, Terri kissed Rick on the cheek one final time before the meeting began.

"For luck."

-1 Glamour, Companion's Boon gifted to Rick, just in case

[Jag]

Mr. Bates - Wizened: Chatelaine/Drudge, Autumn Mantle 4

The Ashen Notary walked but a few minutes after the other Wizened. Mr. Bates was wearing his usual getup, looking as professional and cleancut as always. He looked forward to meeting with his King and fellow Courtiers, and upon hearing Danny's voice the Wizened responded, "you may be the first, but at least you are not the only one."

Mr. Bates offered his fellow Wizened a simple smile, before he turned his attention to the rest of the store, hoping to spot his King...and his wife as well.

[Terri Nutkins]

Hearing the voices, Terri left her husband on the upper floor before gliding down the spiral staircase to the lower entrance to the boutique. Seeing Danny and Mr. Bates, she gave a big smile to her fellow Courtiers.

"Evening gentlemen, I hope you are both well?" she said, happy to take their coats and hang them near the door. "King Pereg is upstairs if you would like to join him. I've set out some nobbles for the evening, so please help yourselves."

[ArchonAres]

Hanna dropped her cell phone into her purse even as she came through the door.

"Hello dears! So this is the lovely Treetop Fashions... and just in time. I do need a new outfit." Hanna called as she approached a rack of clothes near her fellow courtiers, smiling at the pair of Wizened, "Hello Danny. Who's your friend?"

The Fairest smiled as Terri appeared. The girl was positively adorable, especially in this sort of setting. She'd have to remember to take a picture of the group once the rest of the court had made it.

[Jag]

Betony Rue Jasons - Ogre: Witchtooth/Chirurgeon, Autumn Mantle 4, Rigid Mask

The next person to enter the store is no other than Betony Rue Jasons, known to members of the Freehold as Autumn's Witch of the Bitter Wind. The Ogress walks into the boutique wearing a simple long skirt, a plain short sleeve blouse and a shawl around her shoulders. There's a frown upon her brow, which isn't a surprise for those who have interacted with her before.

Her Mantle flares like a bitter autumn wind, giving a sense of urgency to those around her. That and her horrifyingly gruesome Mien, make the Ogress quite an intimidating sight to lay eyes upon. Betony looks at those already in the store, her gaze lingering on the individuals she hasn't met before.

"So this is why the meeting was called?" she asks to no one in particular, but is obviously referring to the unfamiliar faces in the small crowd around her.

[Anubite25]

Stripes looks up at the boutique from the outside. The tiger shakes his head bet heads for the door none the less. Social aspects of the court weren't usually his thing. He'd normally be more than happy poking around in the hedge, seeing what sort of new discoveries waited for him there. Still, it seemed this was an open invite to all Autumn Courtiers, and Stripes wasn't about to pass up something that sounded important.

Not much for dressing up, Stripes at least had managed to find a button-up collar shirt and his dress pants. He wasn't wearing a tie though (couldn't stand the darn things or ever manage to get them done himself), but at least his mantle was on full display. Those close to the tiger would hear a string of unintelligible whispers.

Stripes enters and rears back a bit as he steps right into Betony Rue's mantle though. For a brief moment the whispers of his own mantle flare and a rush of nerves overcomes the tiger before he settles himself. Smoothing down his fur, Stripes notices all the unfamiliar changelings and suddenly feels shockingly self concious of how little time he spends around his own.

"Um...Hi everyone," Stripes greets, waving shyly.