Winter Masquerade

[Quick]

"Thanks. Uh, Mhairi? And you should. Isn't the edible glitter fun?" he asks the Brown Otter.

Quick manages to smile as Circe breaks into his bubble. "Ingrid knows them?" he whispers back, a curious look on his face. Guess that takes the danger out of the situation. He eyes do a once-over on the new guys as stealthily as he can manage. "Can't tell if either's my type." Not with those costumes. He makes a slight shrug of his shoulders before Circe leans away again.

Well, at least Sera's vetting one of the new guys. The other one approaches Quick. He must have put a Mask up since Quick had gone to grab a treat. With another sidelong glance to no-one-in-particular, the Onyx Elemental sees no other option than to talk to this guy. It's what you do. Right?

"Thanks. But, um... you don't have to call me sir. Kinda weird. I'm not old or anything." His answer is pretty much as awkward as the Steampunk guy's answer. Well, no. That's a lie. But how do you answer a statement like that? And then? Instead of hanging around to actually hold a conversation - which needs to happen - the guy just backs off. Maybe he thinks he's being polite. Quick blinks.

"Hey! Hang on a sec." he calls after Steampunk guy . "If Ingrid can vouch for you, we're cool. Just, um... still have some questions. Got a minute?"

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[Mhairi Ankaa]

Eyes if all black flit about the room, the new arrivals weren't together and they'd already chosen freeholders to speak to an-ah, calm settled. Not soothing away the Fear entirely, but it did help that Ingrid had net the pair.

Mhairi giggles as the compition for the cookies seems fierce, the wispBrown Otter decides not to encroach on the cookie territory, instead she spies a tart and takes a bite. Mindful of her body paint.

" Circe , I'm almost ready to give Sera a wolf whistle." Mhairi informs the Summer Queen around another bout of laughter, "And if events like this keep happening, well. If be a poor business women if I didn't capitalize on it hmm?"

The Autumn Sovergin steps back to take in her Sumner counterpart, "It looks amazing. Strange to see you out if your suit, but I do like it."

[Circe]

Circe nods in answer to Quick's question. As for his concern about preferences she shrugged with both arms spread, "Nuttin' ventured, nuttin' gained," and a shit eating grin on her face. Then Quick and Mr Steamy start to chat with each other. Circe gives Quick a thumbs up of support since he's a, friend? Colleague? Sort of straight man to her antics?

Circe ate another cookie as she decided she'd use THAT line in the future. And almost chokes on the laughter when Mhairi agrees with her. "Ha ha," she looks over at Mhairi, mirth visible in her eyes, "We could do a howling duet!"

Circe's grin remained as she did a little twirl for Mhairi's benefit. "I'd considered the suit but ya know, dry cleaner. Kidding!" She tapped her metal mask, "found this cause it matched my ties. Then this," she motions with both hands to her dress. "I just saw it in a window and hey it matched great!" She chuckled, "But if ya'd let me know ya'd be wearin' a powersuit I'd have worn mine too. By the way Mhairi," the elf eyed the otter up and down, "power looks good on ya." Circe mouth twitched into a smile, "The mask is really cute."

Which was a very good thing because explaining to the new guys why the Queen of Summer was hugging and gushing over the Queen of Autumn would be interesting.

[Ingrid]

People watching was consuming more and more of her time. A smile ghosted across her lips, under the gauze of her mask, as she watched the swirl of conversation.

A swirl of skirts drew her attention as the heavily costumed figure drew near Sasha @Serena and began whispering to Circe and Mhairi. Ingrid bobbed her head while she slipped another treat into her voracious maw.

[Circe]

Had Circe's mask not been up, her right eyebrow raise would've included an ear raise at Sasha' entering comment. "Oh? Sounds like a bit of a stick in the mud to me. Well," the blond woman clapped her hands together, "Glad I ain't in the same boat Sasha. And ya look good girl." She then waved her hand towards the decorations, "And yer court done good here."


As for the question of the two new guys, Circe nodded her head. She leaned in towards Sasha and whispered back, "Yeah I met 'em before. Was there when Ingrid found 'em as she was out taggin'. Jittery and wary is the best way I can describe 'em. Was hopin' for some Summers ta show up but," the blonde woman leaned back and spread her arms as she shrugged, "What ya gonna do?"


As for vouching for them, the Summer wasn't sure about that. The elf just nodded as she quietly continued, "Hmm, that is an interesting idea. Though who ya assign is important, or people will scat." Circe had some ideas of what she could do playing tour guide. But she had no delusions that less violent loving Lost would enjoy it as much as she did. "Like, what I'd think is a fun part of town to tour might scare off one of those two rookie Winters."

[Seraphina]

Walking with John, she was rather pleased with the new Lost. He seemed genuinely like a nice guy and she saw him doing well in the Freehold.

Approaching the small gathering of Lost, she was fairly confident in who Sasha Sasha was, having heard her speak earlier.

Smiling, “Sasha, I’m sorry to interrupt, but I wanted to introduce John here,” she says with a beaming smile to the Darkling, “As a fellow Winter, I thought it best he meets you as soon as possible.”
Selena