Motley Mixer

[Circe]

"It usually is Peter, I'm a outgoin' kinda dame," a pause, "uh, wait, dame ain't a queen. Eh, no pun no fun," Circe shakes her head with a laugh. "And it is a very pretty parade, so why not take a ride with us?"

She smiles at Sera's compliment about her skin, "And thank God I do Sera. I'm nowhere near emo enough ta accept looking terrible in this," she uses her right hand, the free one, to poke at her cheek bone, "shade o' blue."

Circe holds her jests as Blink makes her introduction and welcomes the new arrivals. Circe is going to let her take the lead in this. It was Blink's idea after all. That didn't stop her from grinning ear to ear when the tattooed maiden declared her love of combat. She waited patiently for Blink to finish and gave a thumbs up once she had done so.

"So that's that pattern. Well I already said my name," the smiles at the crowd, "I don't know my sign 'cause I like ta be contrary. That beach is great for a swim Blink, but if ya gotta go fasta there are joggin' bathes too I think. I like ta troll the mundies," she shrugs whilst still holding onto the horse. "And I adore fightin' dirty. It is a pleasure," she giggles out.

Nana's pop culture joke got Circe's regular confused response. Namely a eyebrow and matching ear raising up. "Uh, bowflex? Plus torments of Wonderland. Fuck Disney is a regular sayin' around this place."

The store the elderly woman mentioned sounded like something Autumn's would enjoy. "I prefer mundane products for that is my stock and trade," Circe relied to Nana, "But ta know the paths could help improve my business. Fuck tariffs and all that," a nervous smile was forced onto her lips, "Uh, but that ain't why I'm here. Showin' support," she nods her head to Blink, "For my court. Oh oh, royal proclamation," she points at Blink with her free hand, "Ya have the lead on this one. I ain't stealin' yer show. Wouldn't mind given another motley a go."

[Quick]

'Motley Mixer'? Alright, Quick would bite. He hadn't really given the whole 'motley' thing much thought. Whole lot of commitment - at least in his eyes. Settling down and giving up on his old life seemed like a big enough commitment for a while. But that doesn't keep him from being curious.

Now, of course, this isn't some fancy Coronation. Which means A: mundane outfit - and B: James face. So he's chosen a white sports jersey with a blue number on the back of it - don't ask him who number 14 is - and some blue athletic shorts. Super casual.

He isn't the least bit surprised to see Circe in the mix. Not that he knows if she's hunting for a Motley or not... just that she's the fiery Italian monarch of social butterflies. He shouts in her direction and waves. "Circe! Hey!"

And he definitely doesn't miss Seraphina in the crowd. She, like, is the crowd. With that halter-top and glistening, perfect skin. He lightly jogs to close the distance before giving her a greeting. "Hey there. Good to see you. Looking good, too."

The girl with the fae-tattoos is here too. Well, that isn't fair. He knows her name. And Blink is much quicker and easier to say than 'fae-tatoos'. Quick feels Rhodes almost before noticing him. That Mantle of his is just a tad unpleasant. Which leaves two up-till-now-unknown faces in the mix:

A creepy doctor-lady with an equally creepy Autumn Mantle and some guy with a weirdly familiar face. Sorta. But the face is, like, painted on. Quick definitely hasn't met the guy before, but he seems approachable.

"How's everyone doing?" he asks everyone and no one.

[Rhodes]

"Peter. Welcome to Sacramento. It appears there's been something of a population boom, myself included, so you'll be in good company." He shakes the other man's hand. "What brings you to the city?"

Rhodes swallows dryly as Seraphina swans gracefully into view. Huh. Well. That certainly is an image worth remembering. He watches the Fairest stroll up, petals drifting in the wind. "Sera. What a pleasure," He offers a hand. "Rhodes, of the Autumn Court."

He watches as people enter, and Blink does her announcement. Nana, Circe, and Quick arrive, greeting each of them in turn. "Queen Circe! How good to see you again. And Quick. I'm doing very well, thank you. I hope the games went well?"

The Fairest looks around trying to take in all the talk and questions. His Mantle sends chills around anyone within a few yards, but Rhodes is eager to help the conversation flow, following on from Nana's lead. "So, I'm also interested in the local Hedge, much like my fellow Autumn," he gestures towards Nana. "But tonight I'm just more interested in meeting people, getting know a little bit more about the people in this freehold, and maybe meeting like-minded people. I have a great interest in the occult, our magics and pledgecraft, as is common for Ashen Courtiers, but also literature, fine dining..." He shrugs. "Should anyone need Autumns manner of arcane skills, from talking to spirits to unlocking the secrets of artifacts, I would be happy to provide."

[Circe]

"Sup Boys glad ya could join." Then a massive grin took over her face at Quick's question. "Quick look over there, back to me. I'm on a horse," Circe did her best Isaiah Mustafa impression. Laughter erupted from blue lips, "I was hopin' for a chance ta do that."

Rhodes speech got a response at the end from Circe. A simple, "Yay," cheer. No sarcasm it seemed genuine. Rhodes failure to react to the double entendre got a pout. "Love Skype, great for remote business if ya got the right security. And the two of ya," she points back and forth with her free hand between Rhodes and Peter, "Are the ghost bustin' duo? Good ta know."

"Johnny ya be good! Slick warnin'. Which way should I am the canon?" She joked right back to the faceless man. A little mist appeared where the edges of their Mantles clashed, "I saved ya a great horse!" She turned to look at everyone, "Yes this one beside me it totally saved for Johnny."

Giggles escaped her at Blinks question, "Depends on how ya define dreamy stuff. Metaphorical then oh Hell yeah I love me some dreamy ones," more giggles before she coughed, "More seriously Blink, I'm kinda a one trick Summer Queen. I see a problem and make it go away at 30 paces. And I can help others wantin' ta do that too. Ya know what they say, a well armed society is a polite society."

[Seraphina]

Sapphires glance at the bag once more, “New York huh? Well, between the distance and the story about how you found, seems it’d be hard to find a copy. Which is a good thing.” A light musical laugh. “Oh that’s so nice of you! Thank you!” she wasn’t sure she had an outfit that would do it justice or not. It was time to go shopping!

“Are you a doctor of some type?” asks the Nix, “Sorry if that was rude, but you mentioned fixing injuries, so I just assumed.” Hopefully she didn’t offend the new Ling, that would be bad. “Going into the Hedge can fun with the right people, I’d be willing to lend you a hand if you needed.” She offers.

“As to me? I just enjoy being social and it seemed like a great way to get to know the new faces.” She had a Motley, well, what was left of one. Would her and Ingrid go it alone? Did Ingrid even want to keep the Motley going? She should probably call her up and ask.

She laughs as Circe smiles and cracks a joke. The Summer Queen was certainly laid back, thankfully.

A look of pleasant surprise flashes on her face, Quick!

“Quick! Hey there stranger!” she says with a wide grin, “Looking good yourself.” The Treasured was glad he hadn’t left town. He’d been a good friend to her and she’d miss him.

Her hand was then reached out to accept Rhodes offered one, “Hi Rhodes, welcome to the Freehold. How are you?” an Autumn, interesting. Why couldn’t there be this many new Autumns when Mhairi was here? She would have loved it.

The other new guy, Peter, he had jokes. Which to her was good. She liked funny people, made life easier when you could laugh and smile.

“Ah, well welcome!” her tone upbeat, “A little over a year actually myself. I think you’ll like it here.” A nod and smile.

Was that John with a beard? That was new. But kinda cute too.

“John! Good to see you, liking the facial hair.”

She watches as others climb on the horses, smiling. Maybe she would, maybe. But her pants were white and she worried about them being dirty. Cause white was a bitch to clean!

There was then a shake of her head, she didn’t do dream stuff. That was Mhairi. Though she had experience in a Dream, was a lot of fun actually.

[Rhodes]

Rhodes listens to Peter's response with a genuine smile. "Spirits, pledges... It seems we share several interests. I'd love to discuss some of your theories on the craft, and how it affects us." He scribbles a phone number on a notepad and passes it to the non-descript man. Courtless... interesting. Sounds like a possible sweep in to Autumn if we can click as people. Rhodes listens closely to Nana's comment. True, if the spirits had stuck around and were eager to speak, there could be many interesting figures to converse with.... and just as many madmen. Either way, this certainly merited some investigation. "Indeed, an excellent idea!" He nods to Nana. "How does that sound to you?" The Fairest asks Peter.

"Dream-stuff? Oneiromancy?" The Flowering replies to Blink, with a hint of eagerness. "Oh yes. I've worked on my own dreamscape from time to time. With practice, we can do almost anything there. It's fantastic. But it's far more complicated when you work in someone else's dreams... the more... vivid the dream, the more intense...the harder it is to shape and alter. But there are many benefits, from aiding recovery to passing on new skills." And tormenting enemies with nightmares. He looks at Blink. "Do you have an interest, as well?"

The Fairest feels the phone go off in his pocket as he shakes the hand of his Fairest counterpart. "Thank you. And I am well. Enjoying this gathering, certainly. Several faces I didn't see at the coronation, each charming in their own way. Already I would call the event a success. Even if Motleys do not form, it's a great meet-and-greet for us newer arrivals." He smiles, inclining his head to Blink and Circe, before turning back to the stunning beauty in front of him. "So, Sera. Your offer to aid Nana. Do you know the local Hedge well, or are you just keen to see more of it? I would understand either - I know I have the latter." His voice is smooth and confident.

Pulling his phone from his pocket and edging away slightly, Rhodes looks at the message from John Doe before tapping out a quick reply and joining the conversation.

Text reply to John

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