Autumn Court Meeting

**Terri Nutkins** · Sep 1st, 2012 12:29 PM

The large conference room within the Four Seasons hotel was set aside from the Throne Room, and gave the privacy that any business meeting required. A large, oval oak table was set within the room with enough seats for all, and the lights dimmed to a satisfactory level, still enough to have an acceptable gathering but it gave the meeting the correct tone.

It was certainly more formal than Terri had wanted but tonight was of a serious nature. The Autumn Court had a big decision to make.

And so, when all was ready, the Harvest Envoy let Mr. Bates know the room was ready and the Leaden Mirror could begin their gathering. As she waited, Terri stood, watching the door.

Rick isn't coming, you silly girl, and this is something I need to do alone.

Feel free to narrate your entrance into the meeting

Sep 1st, 2012 12:52 PM

Danny was prompt to the meeting, because he was so worried about being late that he'd arrived at the Hotel an hour early, and had ended up sitting quietly in the bar, nursing a solitary gin and tonic. He realised after he ordered it that he was panicking too much to figure out whether or not he actually liked gin and tonic.

After drinking it, he still hadn't made up his mind.

He had things to say to Rick, and they were going to be hard, but he'd made up his mind. He was going to make sure of it. He was certain. The Court needed help, and that meant they had to take a stand.

He was the worst person to try it, but he had to try, and he sat there, his stomach twisting in knots, until he forced himself to stand.

The Wizened headed into the conference room, his candelight mantle glimmering around him as he headed in, and smiled at Terri, his skin a sickly green colour with his own fear, and racing heart.

"Hello Terri."

Well, I haven't thrown up yet...

**Terri Nutkins** · Sep 1st, 2012 02:52 PM

Smiling professionally as she saw the first Courtier arrive, Terri was glad that it was the Provisioner of Bounties, but refrained from giving Danny the usual hug she reserved for her friends.

An indication of the seriousness of the evening, perhaps.

"Danny, thank you for coming. How are you?"

Sep 1st, 2012 04:07 PM

Jordan walks into the place of meeting and see the oak table in front of him. He walks up to Terri and very politely holds out his hand. "It is nice to meet you and it is most certainly is a pleasure. I understand that there is business that needs to be discussed? Well fortunately for you I am a business man of a specific type of business".

Sep 1st, 2012 04:30 PM

Serreth had never attended a court meeting before. He wasn't sure how he should turn up so he assumed it was better to overdress than to underdress. Better to show too much respect than too little. So he wore a plain black suit, with a black shirt.

He noted the dim lighting as he entered the room. "Good evening, all." He said in soft, rolling bass tones. "I understand there is some issue over the upcoming coronation?"

He had taken a guess, admittedly, but his intuition had served him well in the past and he didn't recall seeing any notices for the other courts to hold meetings before their coronations. This obviously wasn't usual practice.

**Anubite25** · Sep 1st, 2012 05:03 PM

Stripes is surprised to find that he's not late to a court meeting for once. The tiger shuffles his feet nervously a bit before heading in.

Dress shirt, nice slacks, no tie, pelt and hair as clean and groomed as he can get them. His mantle whispers softly carried on the silent night winds. He smiles at the sight of Terri and Danni, as well as two others that he hasn't spoken to personally. He tries to squelch his nerves, the notice said this meeting was important after all.

"Hi everyone." he greets, waving to the other changelings. "So...what's so important?"

Sep 2nd, 2012 01:48 AM

Jessica's mind was torn between two problems - the main one being how she was going to get back to her Hollow so late. Sure, she could walk, but it always took so long. And public transport never ran so late. Meaning that she'd have to beg a lift from someone, and she barely knew any of the Autumn Court members beyond reputation, and that meant finding someone new.
Briefly, she considered what that said about her - that she was more worried about matters of transportation than whatever the reason for the late-night meeting was. Maybe she was just too tired to be thinking straight. The last couple of nights had been rough.

Unlike the others, she's still wearing one of her old dusty dresses, and even though the Gravewight's taken some steps to clean herself up, there's only so much you can do when your body still bears the scars of a thousand deaths. Sure, there's some foundation on her face, some blush on her cheeks, but nothing can detract from the dead girl's appearance. But the effort still shows, and she's not willing to let anyone say she doesn't try to look great.
"Miss Envoy." The Gravewight gave Terri a brief glance and curtsey, before gliding over to a chair that sat near the top of the table, chewing on the inside of her rotted lip. Coronation was coming up, she knew that much; that made this was a political discussion, she gathered.

Perhaps she should've stayed and gotten some sleep, then. But had she missed it, she'd be neglecting her Court, and she didn't want to do that - heck, she wanted to take the Oath again, seeing as it was long past due, but she just - well - hadn't gotten around to it. And as long as she hadn't taken it, proving herself to the Court would be harder, and it wasn't as if she'd been given jobs. Which meant if she asked for something to do, immediately after doing the Freehold Oath again, she'd look like she was trying to suck up, or something. Which she didn't want to do.
Wait, was she sucking up? She just wanted to help, and all that, and be a better Autumn Court member. Heck, be a better member of the Freehold. Which she'd done, she figured, with Morgan! So it was obvious her motives were genuine, just - well - having a little respect would be nice, and maybe it'd stop everyone staring at her face as if they expected a spider to come crawling out of one of the deep black slashes.

So, she just had to sit here and keep up with the intellectual discussion. Which involved everyone talking to the Envoy, right, about something, probably involving the coronation. So what she could do was help, figure out what the Harvest Envoy needed, or was after. Then, she said that she'd arrange it for her. Then, she'd gain a little bit more respect in the Freehold.
And then people wouldn't stare at her face and wonder how someone could survive a cut that deep.
Social conventions could be complicated, especially when you were bone-tired. Blinking, she pulled out her phone, glancing at the screen and barely smothering a yawn - tapping at the keys to check something - rather, someone. Her exhaustion was apparent.

She was still aware of the conversation around her, though, even while she considered how to approach the evening. Jessica thankfully managed to chip in with something intelligent. "I'm not sure, but..." She hesitated for just a moment, before speaking again. "Where's the Autumn Sovereign, ma'am?" Surely she wasn't the only one who'd noticed.

Sep 2nd, 2012 08:00 AM

John walks into the rapidly filling room, a navy shirt and the closest he had to smart shoes his concession to the formality of the notice. The darkling wasn't expecting anything too serious - sure, he hadn't seen notices up organising the Summer coronation, but there were a lot of new faces in Autumn right now. Maybe the Leaden Mirror liked to get everyone involved, but contact details hadn't been distributed yet.

He was slightly surprised that Rick wasn't already at Terri's side, however. While the sovereign had been scarce, it hadn't escaped John's notice that on formal events he had always arrived at the same time as his wife. Then again, there were still a few high Mantles missing...the curt, flayed-looking woman John hadn't caught the name of at the last meeting, for one; and Mr. Bates for another, who must be essential to the planning of any freehold event.

Still time for King Pereg to arrive, even if it did seem a little odd he wasn't here first.

With a friendly nod and "Good Evening," to the gathering, John makes his way over to sit beside Danny, who for some reason looked even more nervous than usual. And Terri wasn't her usual jubilant self, now that he looked at her properly.

Hmm...maybe there is something more serious going on...

**Wolven Pryde** · Sep 2nd, 2012 08:04 AM

By the time Locke arrives, there are many Autumn Courtiers already present. But he is not late. He is actually very curious about meeting his fellow Ashen, not having drawn the fortune to meet any thus far.

The blazer Locke wears is not terribly expensive, but it hardly needs to be. He still cuts an impressive figure. To those who can discern his true self, even more so. Where there are single doors, he turns slightly to allow his shoulders through. Where there are double doors, he opens both of them. The footfall of his leather boots are naturally heavy, dramatic.

It is hard to describe the reason for Locke's calmness. Or his silent confidence. After all, his ego has been shattered by the treachery of the Fae. Yet, something remains. Perhaps it is just his bearing. But as he enters slips into the conference room with a somber look and hard, determined demeanor, there is no mistaking that the warlock intends to give those gathered his utmost attention.

If he is surprised at their numbers, or that there is one among them nearly as big as he, it does not show. By now, the combination of the intense Mantle surrounding the small squirrel woman, the name Terri Nutkins-Pereg, and her title of Harvest Envoy cannot be missed. Even if Locke had failed to cross paths with her yet.

Locke will wait until there is no chance of his voice stampeding over the others. "Harvest Envoy, I am Warren Locke. Recently arrived to this Freehold, and I am at the service of the Leaden Mirror."

He gives a considerate dip of his chin, but it is hard to escape the sensation that this is a being used to standing tall, proud, and stooping or bending for nothing and no one. As though he even sleeps standing in a corner, or sitting straight up in a chair. But for Terri, he intends to attempt to show the proper respect in accordance with new acquaintance and good first impressions.

Either that, or he finds the natural cute and friendliness surrounding her beguiling. Her mood actually seems to effect that very little.

Now here is a wee bonnie lass.

While the Ogre has also noticed the obvious lack of the Stormy Mantle that had accompanied Terri to the concert at the Forge, he has no reason to give any thought to it.

**Terri Nutkins** · Sep 2nd, 2012 08:19 AM

As more of the Leaden Mirror's members arrived, Terri gave Danny an apologetic smile as several new faces approached her. Making sure to greet all those she knew personally, Terri made certain to welcome those members she had yet to meet.

When the Fiery-headed Elemental (@Jdcarr87 ) offered his hand, Terri shook it gently, offering the man a smile. "I'm Terri, thank you for coming along, Mr...?"

At sight of the distinguished Ogre coming over, Terri turned her red head to look to Warren and nodded in appreciation of his politeness. "A pleasure, Mr. Locke. Please, call me Terri, everybody does," she chuckled. "I hope you are settling into the freehold without any trouble?"

As more and more questions regarding the reason for the meeting, Terri simply raised her voice slightly, still holding its friendly quality to address them all. "I know you all have questions, but if you wouldn't mind being patient for several more minutes, I will explain everything once we are all present. Thank you."

Autumn Court Meeting

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