(WC 2015) A Table to the side

[Mhairi Ankaa]

"Uh...is it okay for me to ask why the 'Hold had a not totally random dragon attack?" Mhairi asks slowly, caution lasing her voice. Then the elemental frowns, realizing that this might be a bad question. "But-ah if it'll bring up horrible flame-y memories of bad and badder feel free to smack me up side the head." Mhairi rushes through, then nods once to show her seriousness about her maybe-possibly smack to the head.

"So uh...is Winter on top of the spy stuff? Information whateverness, like getting the word out within the 'Hold or is it more of a hoarding knowledge thing? Because I was not the only person who did not know about the fraking dragon!"

Mhairi smiles brightly when she gets a laugh out of the women across from her. Laughing and smiling was a good thing. Even though they're both of the Court of Fear, laughing and smiling was still good.

Mhairi wants to make a home here. She really, really does, and with the thought of home ringing through her mind, she closes her eyes. Awash in memory. "When I got Out. Out, Out. I found my Fetch. She'd left The Family to start her own. I know it's childish, and stupid, but I'm responsible for her face - and the rest of her - meeting a moving bus. She had two kids, a dog, white picket fence, and a stiff hubby. Ah- stiff as in boring not as in uh..." Mhairi’s hands flailed around her. She really needed to watch her word choices. First with the pie, and now with the stiff...sigh. "I went to me uncle-bio-uncle, he could set me up with papers, and stuff like that. It’d been twenty years, I put on a blond wig, and prayed he wouldn’t recognize me." Mhairi brings her hands back to the water bottle in front of her. "I just...didn’t think he’d uh...be a man of liquid quicksilver." she admits in a small voice. "It’s something in the genetics. I guess. Or we have the worst fucking luck in the universe. Me and him and-" she frowns, curling tighter into herself, "Mom." she says whisper soft. "inside her coffin it’s just bark, and leaves, buttons and springs. You know...fetch-stuff." her voice cuts off, she brings the backs of her hands to rub at her cheeks, wiping away the spilt tears. "Sorry." her voice quavered. "I-I didn’t mean to-to-you can just forget about me here. This is a party you can go have fun." she said forcing a smile, grasping the water bottle. "I’ll just be here. With the water. Thank you for the water." she finishes nearly hugging the bottle to her chest.

[Mhairi Ankaa]

"Hmm..true enough." Mhairi murmurs, "Well...hmm...paranoia is a way of life. Keeping it I mean. But we still need to temper it with...not paranoia, if not, that's the way to completely crazyvill. It's just...I wish I knew about the dragon before planning on moving and living here." the elemental flashes the other women another crooked smile. "But even with a dragon and his creepy-weird followers, I'm not making any plans on picking up and leaving any time soon."

Mhairi realized only after she started hugging her water bottle, that normal people didn't dig up a relative's grave. With a watery-weak smile, she offers the only explanation she has. "My uncle's a paranoid bastard. Then he was Taken, it only got worse. Especially since he came back a mirrorskin, whisperwisp. He said that mom was off...so when she passed...he wanted to find a body...not...." Mahiri trails off, then smiles, at the Nix's words, and that she freely offered her support. "I've been alone for a long, long time. That's why I came to a Freehold, but even then sometimes you can be alone in a room full of people. So thank you. For staying. Really, really thank you." Mhairi whispers, sincere gratitude shining through her quiet voice.

[Mhairi Ankaa]

Mhairi's next smile is stronger. She'd wiped her tears, and smiled, wishing she knew the kind women who stayed better. She kinda wanted a hug. Give her a hug. Get a hug. Mhairi's a hugger, and it's been far to long since she's had one. She didn't like dwelling, she didn't want to dwell on her not so distant unpleasant past...the thoughts that neither her, nor her uncle have found her mother, only the broken remains of a fetch left behind.

Ava's question brings her farther away from her unpleasant thought, looking toward the immediate future. "Ah-I only know that Edna's is a boarding house, where it is...kinda, and that it's owned and operated by our Lady Queen, Betony Rue." she says her eyes crossing, as she tried to remember more. "And that it's uber creepy because Autumn and Fear and yeah..."

[Mhairi Ankaa]

'But don't queen-y types like the bowing?' Mhairi silently asks titling her head to the side, 'Not all queens want to be queens.' she then reasons with a shrug.

"Right-o! It'll be yes ma'ams and Ms Jasons from me!" Mahiri chirps mocking salute, "Ack!" the elemental sputters, her eyes wide as she realizes that the motion of her wrist was too sharp, and that her stupid drippy fingernails were still stupid and dripping. 'Come on magical flame-y burnyness, burn it up before it spatters where it really should not spatter!' the elemental prays mentally. Letting out a released breath when her prayers were answered. She brought a hand to her heart, "Hah...hah...hah." the sounds she makes coincide with her heavy breathing. For a moment nothing happens, then Mhairi's head hits the table with a painful 'thunk'.

She groans when she brings her head back up, rubbing her forehead. She smiles a bit sheepishly. "Sorry. I-ah forget sometimes...that uh..." she trails off, wriggling her fingers.

"Peps a Summer, and an Autumn who is a skeleton. Got it. Err Virgil, the Autumn skeleton. Are both there. Not right now probably, but are staying there. I guess I'll meet them soonish...?" Mhairi trails off, "But awesome, Hollow. Woot Woot. Eventually it will be seen." Mhairi might be over doing it, trying not to be a sad lump of girl, but she's grateful that her fellow Autumn is trying to take her mind off things.

[Mhairi Ankaa]

"Oh my gods! You have no idea!" Mhair groans. "My favorite foods are the game day ones, even though I don't like sports. The wings, and natchos, stuff like that. It's icky to think about eating with my fingers when..." the elemental wriggles her fingers once more. "So...do you think gloves would work to cover my uh-" another wriggle. "Or would they have to be hedgespun or something?"

Mhairi looks towards the changeling Ava directs her too, "Umm Morgan...with the uh-a raccoon mask?" Mhairi asks after she caught sight of the steepscrambler's wide eyes "Holy moley! Green's uhh...mighty tall." she said a bit dully as she took in the sight of the mountain of a man.

Mhairi smiles, the first one not quite as forced as the others, people just stopping by to help. The thought that this 'Hold is a real community warms her in a way that her own fires couldn't touch.

"That is very true...it's not like it's mobile. It's not right?" her eyes cross, imagining herself trying to find the mobile hollow, and it leading her on a merry chase, that would coincidentally make the chase a tour of the 'Hold. Mhairi closes her eyes, rubbing them with the back of her head trying to remove the silly thoughts. "I am planning to stay, so me seeing everything eventually sounds about right." a light smile follows, "So I'll just see what happens!"