Wild Were The Winds That Came

[Circe]

Oh this guy would be fun, especially since Circe supplied some of the tools used by his suspects. "Oh yer offerin' protection? Interesting choice of words. But kudos fer not huntin' down club members fer bad IDs or petty shit," Circe can't help snark at the cop. It was practically genetic from her ancestry. Circe grins as Rhodes agrees to take the lead, arms folding as she kept her eyes more on Alfonso then Lydia.

Circe's right ear twitched away from her skull as she tried to catch on to Lydia's speech. To her credit, the Summer didn't so much as twitch her nose as the woman admitted to her hygiene problems. "Eh, I landed in a dumpster when I first got back," she cracked a smile, "I personally can't do much fer ya right now," she wouldn't offer another roommate to a unknown. Didn't they have some flop house for Lost in town? "I can only offer ya a coat since I just think heat," her Mantle rose around the elf, "and I'm good. As fer shelter," she trailed off to give Rhodes a look.

A look with her right eyebrow and ear raised. Was the oath enough to get her into the Freehold's flop house?

[Titania]

For a bright child of the stars, the night is not so dark and never so cold. The starry sky above ligthens up the path ahead and the brilliance within keeps the frightening shadows at bay. Besides, what better time of the day to walk around town undisturbed? Hoping nobody would notice the natural beauty in the long black velvet dress that was cutting a striking figure against the darkness. Dog’s Dinner, in good old Britain.

The elegant fairest had spent a pleasant evening strolling around downtown, with little care for the rest of the world; right now the delicate midnight rose perched above her head was being nurtured inbetween the moonlight and the galactic expanse of her hair. Diamonds of glittery moondust followed in her trail, as a pleasant flowery aroma and classical music impregnated the air.
Humming with absent minded carelessness she approached the group of people, noticing some familiar faces among them.

"L-Lovely be meeting you tonight", stuttering in her upper class accent between glossy lips; at the time two of the most solemn of her spherical wisps were already greeting the nobles, especially fond of Circe dare to say, "Kin... Que..", she interrupted herself, "Ahem, I mean, Sir. Manager, Miss Head of Security", she said, sounding apologetic.

[Xadun]

"it is indeed! There is such a thing as modesty. But there we are. All on one page after all," Rhodes smiles at Franco.

"Oh, I think we can do a little better than that, " Rhodes says thoughtfully, responding to Circe's look. "I'm sure I can find some space in Edna's. Might need some dusting, but, what can I say, we have a certain image to maintain. Give you a roof over your head, at least for a while, while you can tidy up and get your bearings," he adds to Lydia, smiling. "Your needs are mine, after all. But the choice is entirely yours."

The Flowering beams as Titania of practically floats out of an alleyway. "What a surprise! Titania! How are you, my dear?"

[Alfonso Franco]

The Detective lets the snark from Circe wash off like rain off a Crow's back. Well, he can't help but smirk a bit. It's the most normal and familiar seeming thing about this whole encounter.

The arrival of Titania leaves him without words for a moment. He rallies, but not enough more than to grunt and note what she says and what is said to her. She doesn't address or really react to him, and he is fine with that, and pleased to reciprocate, if he can keep from reacting. No one is innocent. She surely can't be as innocent as she seems. Because she seems like the Madonna herself. Which is best not to think about.

Good then for more than one reason that the man Monarch speaks up. Dropping names. "Edna". "Titania". No doubt Alfonso's own name will slip somewhere else, later.

The Crow smiles at Lydia Gehring. "Good. Looks like you're going to be okay." he says gruffly but not unkindly. "Any time, you can give me a call. I'll do what I can." he says, reassuring. "Ask for 'Detective Franco' though, otherwise people would be confused." he smiles grimly. "No one at that number knows who 'the Crow' is."

Alfonso smiles studying everyones faces for a moment, and doffs his fedora with a flourish, tipping it and saying, "Ladies. And Gentleman. This place seems a little crowded for all of us, and I have a job to do when the sun comes up. With your permission, I'll be on my way and leave it to you."

[Sonnie Wu]

Final delivery of the night, her shift over, Sonnie Wu started for home, dreams of take-out from the Chinese restaurant she lived over dancing in her head. A shame her last delivery took her to such an icky neighborhood, but hey, it's a part of the city she's never seen before, so it still fascinated her. Blue jeans, a red pullover hoodie, a blue knit scarf and a green baseball cap worn backwards made up her colorful ensemble. Completing the look was a messenger bag strapped tightly to her back and a quarterstaff she held in one hand or the other (she switched at irregular intervals). She seemed to use the staff like a walking stick, tapping and poking at random objects on the street that caught her attention.

Strolling along, the Spring Courtier suddenly stopped in her tracks. One foot hovering off the pavement in mid-step, the Beast girl blinked her eyes in surprise. Then, she slowly reversed her steps, walking backwards about ten feet, and paused to turn her head to look at an alleyway across the street.

What the Eff... are those? Wait, are these people... yeah, look like some of who Ingrid described. That must be Circe, the Summer Queen. Yup, very blue! Like Legolas knocked up Smurfette.

And the handsome dude is Rhodes, if that crown is a giveaway.

Can't place the others. Dude with feathers and a cool hat, some sort walking dustdevil and... HOLY CRAP IS THAT GLOWY CHICK HOT! Like a constellation became a Victoria's Secret model!

Sonnie scratched her head in wonderment, monkey feet dancing on the sidewalk in excitement. Would she approach them? What if it was a private discussion? With two court leaders involved, maybe she shouldn't... and there she goes, hopping across the street to the alley!

When she reached the alleyway, the monkey girl smiled and leaned on her staff, casual and friendly, and waved at everyone... with her tail. "Why, helloooo! Is this the Sacramento Alleyway Historical Society? Am I late to tonight's meeting? What did I miss?"

[Circe]

Circe nodded as Rhodes confirmed there was still a place for housing. Even if it was part haunted house or something. Blue lips smirked as the night sky had just decided to walk up to them with a hello. Or perhaps it was at how the others were reacting to a fellow Fairest. Circe certainly didn't freeze up or drop her jaw. No not at all. Maybe wide crimson eyes roved over Titania and stared at the light display but Circe would never admit to that as being gawking like the noobs had.


"Titania, ya enjoyin' bein' or walkin' the starry night more?" She couldn't help but make a poor jest to greet she that brought Fairest count to three. "Nice dress, goes with yer look good."


Circe's right ear twitched again as Lydia spoke once more. "Ah, a fellow grease monkey then?" She nods, "Good ta hear, I know we got normies ta fix stuff but some places ya don't want them workin' and I don't always have the time," Circe hums to herself as she folds her arms. She looks to Rhodes, "Another custodian paycheck is probably easy enough ta swing ya think? I mean if she's stickin' around ta work I doubt the Director would object to givin' her a paycheck fer it." She also sends a smug smile the way of the bird detective. Yes Lydia had just chosen between two acts of kindness but she'd rejected the cop for the one Circe was part of.


Always great to get one over on the cops. "Hmm, so good of ya ta be completely frank about yer work name Detective," even if Alfonso's back was turned to Circe the Larcenist's grin was audible. "I ain't got any objections. Bye bye," the blue skinned Fairest closed her eyes briefly to put a serene, almost angelic, smile on her face as he gave him a little hand wave goodbye.


She drops this act the instant Sonnie arrives. Circe gives the woman a surprised look before her expression turns deadpan. Her ears droop down as she turns to Rhodes while pointing at Sonnie, "Okay, I am honestly gonna ask if that question ain't bullshit cause this is quite the gathering."

[Rhodes]

Rhodes nods at Lydia's comments. "Well, if you're happy, I can take you back to our little clubhouse. Dry, warm. Running water. All mod cons." He looks across at Franco. "Thank you Detective. Give my regards to Lady Sasha."

He looks with curiosity as the monkey spirit bounds over. "It may as well be! And who might you be, my dear? Have you been in our society long?" He smiles roguishly.

"Oh, certainly. I'd been talking with Seraphina about getting Edna's back on it's feet and tidied up - I'm sure Lydia can help with that if she's as handy as she says," He nods to the Summer Queen.

[Alfonso Franco]

The Crow tips his hat to the Monarchs and all the assembled, and with a brief but intense scrutiny of the group, almost like he's memorizing their faces, the departs.

Fun! Thank you!