(0315) Coronation of Desires

[Changeling ST]

A few weeks before the Coronation, a note was displayed in the various places of communal gathering for those of the Freehold.

“The Spring Court invites those of you interested to submit one Desire you wish to be fulfilled. We will try our best, within reason, to assist. However, please do not be dismayed if we are unable to do so. There will be more details during Coronation or ask a member of the Court if you have further questions. If you choose to participate, please bring your request in a sealed envelope.”

In the back of the Rose Garden, within several weeks after the Spring’s meeting, the transformation began. The smaller canopy was replaced with vibrant greens and the tiniest of colors awaiting to turn into full blossoms. Pergolas, arbors, trellis and wisteria; all awaited for the turning of the Season.

Along one side, Mrs. Rosemary had outdone herself again. Rich and decadent hors d’oeuvres, fruits, entrees, and desserts awaited neatly for the Freehold to partake in their immediate desires. Off to one side a singular small table with only two chairs held pens, envelops and small pieces of paper, just in case. The Damask box sat there, a small slot on top the lock apparent for all to see, but what was unseen was the enchantment the box also held. The Queen was serious about the anonymity and pledge that their court took.

A sign outside the Rose Garden stated Private Function, Invited Guests Only. Violet was currently unseen outside on the grounds of the patio.

This is a Sticky scene set on the evening of March 20th and will run for a month from the initial post date. Please mark your arrival here and split into conversations when necessary. At some point in the evening, it will be possible to swear the Freehold pledge. Enjoy and welcome to the start of Spring in Sacramento.

**For those of you participating in desire submissions, please send the PM to Selena, aka 'the box'.

Canopy on the Verge of Spring

[Trickster]

Lynn slipped past the "Guests Only" sign with a slight smile. One of these days she'd have to actually come here when it was open to the public, just to see how it looked with normal people. But today was something special, the moment when Winter would yield to Spring and the Emerald court would once again rule. It was also the one year anniversary of her arrival her in Sacramento and she was feeling just a bit giddy about it. She'd never dreamed when she came here that today she'd be in the position of actually becoming known for her songs, but here she was, actually doing it. And that lead her to think of the one small wrapped package in the outside pocket of her fiddle case. It was a CD, the song on it written and recorded all in honor of the Court that had welcomed her to this new city full of chances. She hoped that Violet enjoyed it.

Making her way towards the back, Lynn looked around, searching for any sign of her sovereign or Mrs. Rosemary. She'd come as early as possible to try and help get things ready, but it looked like it was all well in hand already.

"Hello? Mrs. Rosemary ? Is there anything I can do to help set up?"

[RebornSeas]

Alex bounces in, looking around at the preparations eagerly and spotting Lynn. "Lynn! Hi! Have you seen anyone else yet? I'm glad they added the paper and envelopes, I was wondering if there'd be people who wouldn't write anything until they got here!" He beamed to her, and indicated the corner of a box sticking out of a pocket of his olive green cargo shorts.

"I'm really excited, I can't wait to find out what we can do for people!"

[Trickster]

Lynn turned and smiled back at Alex. "Hey, no I haven't, but I just walked in myself." She glanced down at the box and then back up to the exuberant Windwing, one eyebrow arched and a sicked grin on her lips. "I'll refrain from making any jokes that involve a box and your pants; but I have to admit I'm curious as to what it's for."

[Coco]

Along strolled a Claviger, smiling brighter than sunlight sparking off of the dew on an azalea's petals. Her right hand rode atop the handle of her most cherished cane, her left hand rode the stem of a freshly emptied martini glass, and on her back rode a fine cape clasped about her throat with a faux silver chain. It was merely a costume, after all, but oh, what a brilliant costume it was! She'd had to get rid of the gloves, sadly, as there were some things that just never came out, but the rest of the outfit had survived intact and the memory of the last time she'd worn it filled her with an effusive hope. A hope evident in her smile as she capered over to Lynn, and whose essence was no doubt guessed by the inquisitive Alex.

"Dear friends! Welcome to the start of the most wonderful season," Coco declared, her empty drink raised high in salute.

[Trickster]

Turning away from Alex, Lynn grinned at Coco and waggled her fingers in a quick hello. The Claviger was as effervescent as usual and dressed to kill; hopefully not literally. "Hello there Coco."

She would have said more, but she was a bit distracted by the slim dancer who slipped in behind her. She was obviously nervious, but none the less she crossed the yard to place her request in the box that Violet had prepared for it. Lynn wanted to grin in triumph that their they would be able to help at least one person but suppressed it, not wanting to give the dancer any reason to think she was being mocked. Instead she stepped forwards and smiled warmly. "Hello. Thank you for trusting us with your Desire. We truly hope that we can help you achieve it."

[RebornSeas]

Alex laughed and rubbed his neck a bit in embarrassment, but breathed a sigh as Coco and Sasha provided a quick distraction. He grinned to Coco and nodded enthusiastically, then took a closer look to the dancer.

"Oh! You danced with Kyle on Valentines! That was beautiful, by the way. I'm Alexander Addler - shorten it as you wish." He offered her a hand, then gave a nod to Lynn.

"The box is just some envelopes, paper and pens. I wasn't sure if we'd have any here."

[Kyle Ferlen]

Man... it's too soon for this. The Coronation was just a footnote in Kyle's mind only a few days ago. A place for a plan and all sorts of ambitious ideas. He had spent nights up late thinking of ways to make his first Spring Court function memorable and time had flown. Now here he is, at the Rose Garden. Again. At least most of the place is still green. Green Kyle can deal with.

He's even looking green.

Favoring a with no undershirt and some cargo shorts, Kyle might look like a total freakin hippie to the mundane eye. It's not the real reason behind it, though; the Minstrel wants to make an impression. His Woodstock-worthy vest will eventually be shed to reveal the form that he's had to accept as his own. Scars, horns, green body hair and all. And, like Lynn, he's also got a disk with him. A two dollar CD-RW with 'Spring Coronation' scrawled in Kyle's shorthand. With a Sharpie, of course.

Kyle's eyes find the table that his Queen had set up for depositing 'the desires' and he smiles. He really can't wait to see the thing fill up. And who should be dropping in a request but a girl who had to be Sasha. The body language alone is enough to tell, but Kyle recognizes her glow.

"Hey guys." Smiles and waves, all around. People are becoming easier to recognize. Lynn with her fiddle. Cosima with the antennae. Alex cut a certain profile with those feathers and almost-wings.

"Hey, Sasha." A particularly special smile for her.