(1812) Winter Coronation

[Ingrid]

Ingrid was shaken from her reverie when she felt the tell-tale heat of the Crimson Sovereign's mantle. She graced Circe by poking out her tongue.

"Am I not the Emerald Sovereign?" She added with a chortle. "I mean... Everything is so blue here!" She gestured about them.

She turned when @Edward @Silkenrode appeared and made his loud announcement. Having not met the Beast Kith before, she made a warm smile and nodded her head.

"Who is he?" She asked Circe. "Come to think of it, who is everyone else?" She gestured in the direction of @Chigaros and Renegade .

"Hi Sonnie Wu . Don't know about the ... squirrel. But something smelled off from that cauldron? Felt like a Winter mantle. So... Maybe its some Winter rite? Its their Coronation after all."

[Rhodes]

Rhodes smiles as he watches the Changeleings Arrive. The Detective's acknowlegment is returned with a small incline of the head, althought the Autumn King spares only a moment for it before returning to Sera. "Doesn't Ingrid look marvellous in that cape? And Circe's dress is very fine too," He says to her in a low voice.

He shares a knowing smile with the Joyeux. "You're too kind, my dear." And then she enters, the Winter Queen, straight out of a fairy tail. "You really don't shop poorly yourself, you know," he replies to Sera with a chuckle, gesturing to her own dress with a flourish, "But she does look particularly fabulous, doesn't she? I shall have to make a bigger entrance next year..." The Flowering looks around at the groups. "We do seem to have expeirenced another boom, don't we? No-one has ended up on my doorstep as yet, so I suppose the Leaden Court will not be growing just yet."

He turns to the Spring Knight. "And how do you do?" he returns, inclining his head to Norton. "A warrior bard? How interesting. Have you been here long, Sir Norton? Have you with the Spring Queen, Lady Ingrid as yet?" he gestures over to the Verdant-robed sovereign.

He looks to Sera. "We really should greet Lady Sasha. I'm sure you want to find where she got that dress." There's a grin, and he offers her an arm.

[Seraphina]

She flashes a smile to Abraham, “Welcome to the Freehold.” Greets the Nix, but leaves it at that. Seemed he preferred to speak with Rhodes, and that was ok.

A slight nod of her head, “Both of them look quite beautiful tonight.” Seeing everyone dressed up was a treat for her.

There was a sly grin, “One can never be too kind. But you make it pretty easy to be honest with compliments.” Then looking back to Sasha, who commanded the attention of the room with her beauty. “She does.” She says with awe in her voice and a nod of her head.

“A bigger entrance? I can’t wait to see it.” His entrance was pretty spectacular in her book.

Nodding, “New faces are always exciting! Maybe some are of the Leaden Court and wanted to wait until tonight to appear. What better night to come than a Coronation? Get to see everyone and dress up.” She offers.

Nodding, “If you haven’t met her yet, you simply must!” she says in regards to Ingrid.

Why did the world ‘we’ maker her stomach suddenly come alive with flutters? Maybe it was the excitement of the party, yeah, that was probably it.

“Oh yes, we really should.” She agrees.

Offering a shy smile, she accepts his arm, looping her arm with his and gently resting her hand on his forearm.

[Circe]

Circe returned Seraphina's wave with a fist raised into the air. Sasha as always draws attention on her arrival. Circe took a step back from the ice sculpture as her crimson orbs took in the newest regalia to be worn by Sasha. The crown certainly surpassed those that Circe had worn, earning a look of jealousy from the blue Fairest, "Wow indeed, wow indeed."

Her nose twitched at the question about cooking rat, "Eh, could be rat soup, but don't match the smell. That could be I'm only familiar with rat soup with garlic," blue shoulders shrug, "Don't know Sonny." And then Ingrid explained. Causing Circe to point at Ingrid, "Or its squirrel soup courtesy of Lydia, I think."

Ingrid regained Circe's attention by the power of pun! "True, true, true," she poked her own cheek, "Here is so very blue!" Circe then turned to see whom Ingrid was asking about. "Oh that fella!" She inhales deeply. The sighs, "I don't know. Some new blood. Wanna try ta confuse 'em about which of is is Spring and which is Summer?" It was something Circe had wanted to suggest for a while. Seemed like it could be amusing.

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie's head bobbed up and down in response to Ingrid as she listened to the Winter Queen address the freehold. When Sasha was done, she looked back to her own Court's monarch and smiled, "Apparently it was Lydia making some kind of hillbilly stew. I kinda wanna try it. Do you? I've never had squirrel before. But I also wanna go sing! Is it karaoke, do you think?"

The Beast's eyes danced between the buffet and the stage, trying to decide which desire to pursue first. Hunger, or attention? She chewed on her bottom lip in a cute manner as she debated internally. Finally, the monkey's urge to be a public spectacle won out and she bounded up to the stage. She grabs the mic and waves at the gathered changelings. "Hellooooooooooo Sacramento! Hope you're all having a lovely Winter Coronation party! Is it a party? Or a ritual? Celebration? Festivus? Anyway, isn't Queen Sasha gorgeous? And in her honor, I'd like to, on behalf of Spring, sing a little holiday tune! Hit it!"

Sonja paused for a moment, waiting for the band to start playing, but then remembered there was no band. "Oh, right!" With a giggle, the monkey woman went to the music player and fiddled around with it until she found the right music, at which point she then launched into her song. She even channeled a little Glamour into her voice and personality, as Beasts could do, bringing a touch of animal magnetism to her singing.

2 successes

The Steepscrambler broke into a lovely little rendition on 'I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus' for someone who didn't sing much outside the shower. She bopped around the stage as she sang, shaking her tail and making kissy faces at random members of the audience. When the music ended, Sonnie laughed and bowed and set the mic back in place. "Thank you! Thank you! I'll be at the buffet stuffing my face if you want an autograph!"

Returning the music back to it's original tune, the Beast skipped offstage and, as promised, made a beeline for the food.

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2018-12-19 20:52:34		Messed up the number of dice rolls 3 to the 3 I missed (10 Again)		9, 10, 5, 3		2 successes
2018-12-19 20:51:42		Sonnie Performs rolls 1 to 3 Presence + 1 Expression (10 Again)		7		failure

[Alfonso Franco]

Alfonso is struck by the Winter Queen's entrance. She looks amazing. He takes a position about two body lengths from the buffet table, close enough to not be a wall flower, but not close enough to seem to be in line or get caught in traffic. He doesn't eat or drink anything, keeping his hands free and empty at his side. His expression is one of watchful scrutiny, like he's memorizing the faces and distinguishing characteristics of everyone who passes by.

[Titania]

The Winter Queen's ingress had left her speechless, her she was, a victorian Queen in all her magnificence and pomp. That and the grandeur shown by most guests with their lavish outfits had only made her feel smaller, insignificant. If not for Lydia's genuine antics and Blink's casual appearance, she would have felt out of place. She waved a hand in response to Seraphina and Rhodes. As for Ingrid, the Vernal Queen was occupied with Circe, the Fairest deemed unwise to interrupt their conversation. She recognizes John too, all preppy and handsome, as much as a faceless could be, in his eccentric suit.
By the time more guests had arrived, some more refined than others, some known to her, like the flowery gentleman they had met the other day or the taciturn older man, some other not. The Bright One discreetly moves to a corner and ther econtemplates the ice sculpture, hopefully her wisps will follow rather then bother the other guests, especially Sonja and Circe.