(1809) Autumn Equinox

[Lucifer]

"Sir Rhodes!" Lucifer called to her oath-bound ally. "Will you please see to our guests? I'm afraid that there's something urgent I must take care of."

She did not wait for a reply, instead she quickly turned towards her leonine lady of glass, her lips parting in an infectious smile as she took hold of Echo's arm and begin to guide her away from the gathering Freehold, out of the pooled light and into the embrace of the night's gathered shadows.

Lucifer and Echo Continue here...

[Ingrid]

Ingrid welcomed Seraphina with a quiet susurrus of wordless friendship and a gesture from a free hand. The slight relaxing of her posture also communicated all that needed to be said.

To Blink : "Oh really? Well... I was a little busy back there. So. I hope that you have settled in okay? Was the summer to your liking?" The Darkling's eyes were fascinated by the lithe woman's glowing tattoos. They almost missed the understated entrance of the Onyx Queen Sasha . With effort Ingrid recovered and sent on a smile.

[Rhodes]

Rhodes inclines his head to Nana at her thanks. "I like to think we have our own flair on the season." The twisting shadows behind his fellow Autumn seem larger, more poinent... Has her Mantle grown also?

Circe's boundless energy has her leaping over to Lucifer, but it is Seraphina's stunning entrance that takes the Flowering's breath away as he swallows drily and tries not to stare. He recalled her beauty from the Motley Mixer, but had missed a chance to introduce himself, stolen away by his passions. Rhodes drains his glass, and watches at the masked beauty stands by Ingrid.

"Absolutely!" he calls across to Lucifer's retreating back. I wonder where those two are off to. But more important matters... After all, the duty of a host is to serve. He sets his empty glass down and sweeps forward, whisps of thunderclouds whipping out behind him and his mantle whipping up the tiny leaves scattered across the ground.

"Please, ladies. Help yourselves to the drinks," he says, an easy smile spreading across his features. "We will be sitting down to dine once as many as we expect arrive - this is a celebration of the harvest season, after all. In the mean time, I have ensured a small range of wines, beers and liquors, and something lighter for those that do not wish to partake - teas and juices of all kinds." A casual arm wave towards the table behind him.

Rhodes inclines his head respectfully to the Spring Queen as he passes. "Lady Ingrid. Always a pleasure. And the lovely Sererphina. We... met briefly at the Mixer, I recall. What an... unusual dress! So elegant. Please." He gestures the small group further in and gives the Treasured his charming smile, being careful to remain focused on her face and not trail down the fine white cloth, before moving on the Sasha.

The twisting winds clear a path as he arrives at the Winter Sovreign. "Lady Sasha, What a pleasure to see you again. And if I may say, what a fine little number you're wearing?" He inclines his head towards the Onyx Sovreign. "I had hoped to see you since the last Court, having enjoyed both your and John's company... but, what with getting settled, and one thing and another... Preparing for the season, of course..." He spreads his hands apologetically, and smiles. "Still. I hope you are well?"

[Circe]

Circe did a double take at the sight of Seraphina. "Wow," ears bobbing as the blue skinned Fairest mumbled, "Scopami Seraphina, letteralmente con quel vestito addosso. Molto molto carino." before grinning widely, "Seraphina ya are truly ironic. A Winter yet ya never fail ta be smokin' hot! And stunning Rhodes. Stunning is the word here," she nods her head.


She spins around suddenly to shout "Heyo Blink!" with a friendly smile on her face then just as quickly turns back to check the drinks. She is slightly disappointed as she takes a strange juice. The alcoholic selection isn't to her dry tastes. She then walks over to Rhodes, having to roll her neck slightly to balance her head piece. "So Rhodes? Lucy didn't answer the question. I'm gonna toss this headgear after Autumn gets the seat but I don't know if I'm tossin' it ta the new Sovereign or the souvenir stand."


Circe is all cheerful smiles even if her scowl looks annoyed. "Opinions?"

[Freya]

Though still rather new to the Freehold, Freya too had heard of the coming coronation.

Seasons changed and so too was the Crown to change possession. It was not only polite for Freya to accept the invitation and join in the festivities, but also valuable. For Freya could do with knowing more of the local Lost. And they could do with knowing her. For that she was certain.

For the event, Freya chose a backless, if subdued dressed. It suited her Mien, allowing the feathers on her back and neck the freedom they were often denied. Like so many others, Freya made no efforts to hide her Mien, allowing the others to see her in all her savage glory. Approaching the growing crows near the witch house, Freya would not a few figures with whom she was familiar, but all were busy integrating with the greater party.

The Den Mother, however, needed to acclimate and chose to remain on the periphery for the moment near one of the heaters, her taloned hands folded in front of her as she observed the Lost before her.

Those gathered seemed gracious and happy to see one another, despite the myriad of Courts present. At this, a small smile crept at the Mother's lips, with the barest hints of her fangs peaking from beyond.

[Seraphina]

A smile and wave, “Hey Blink! Really enjoyed that get together, was fun.” Laid back, which was good.

She looks towards their hostess as she disappeared with Echo. An eyebrow was raised, interesting.

The sudden chill in the air had goosebumps erupting all over her body and she looks to see Sasha. Though she knew no one else had a Mantle like that.

Smiling, “Sasha!” she waves, “I love that outfit on you!” she gushes, eyes sweeping all over the Dancer.

Ingrid didn’t say anything to her, but seeing her slightly relax was all she needed to say. She hadn’t talked to the Darkling about the events, and probably should have reached out.

She turns to the charming Fairest as he addresses the crowd. And was happy to hear they had teas and juices.

“It’s Rhodes, right?” asks the angelic voice as he talks to her, “We did. Though I regret not getting to know you better. And thank you!” beams the Nix.

A smirk was offered to the blue elf, “I have no clue what you said, but I hope it was all good.” She jokes with a light-hearted laugh.

The one who called herself Penance was new, but she was focused on Nana, so the Treasured doesn’t say anything.

Another new face walked in, this one with an intense look to her. Sera offers a friendly smile and wave, motioning her over. Freya

John might have a shy presence, but his blue suit made him stand out. Sera begins to smile, but it falters as he made his way off to the side. She had been so used to him standing beside her, that it felt off to see him by himself. Was he ok? Did something happen? Did she do something? She wasn’t sure how to take it. Sapphires blink a few times as concern appears on her face.

But after a few seconds, she simply turns back to Ingrid and Blink. Though worry still itched at the back of her head.