(1909) Autumn Coronation

[Seraphina]

The Treasured had to laugh at Sonnie and the jack o’ lantern, it was a cute act. And if the Beast carved it herself, then she was going to have to hire her to help her carve some for the shop.

The whispering between Titania and Sonnie didn’t bother her, she was too busy taking in the Hollow and all the work that went into it.

And then Circe revealed her dress. Which was, well, not something she would expect the Summer to wear. But she wore it well, no denying that.

“My my Circe, I don’t think I’ve seen a dress like that on you before! You look amazing!” she gushed, “And the perfect color for you!” complimented the Nix. “Seems I need to be shopping with you.” Though she had plenty of dresses like that.

When Rhodes came over, she leaned against him, “You have been!” she teases, “But it is truly wonderful, so perfect for Autumn!” her words honest. “You’ve outdone yourself.” Her eyes moving around the room again, taking in the details.

Yup. She overdressed. But, it was too late now.

A light shrug, “I cannot say I do.” And she too, removes her heavy cloak, a bit shyly. But the dress revealed is obviously Hedgespun. The books on the corset top were real leather-bound books, warm to the touch with a heat and life all their own, the pages that brushed the floor, their words danced with a soft, gentle glow.

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie gasped and stepped back from Titania at the monkey fur coat comment, "Dude! Inappropriate! Don't be anti-simian!" It was clear her 'outrage' was playful, however. She leaned in to listen to the Telluric's whisper, and she snickered, "I kinda doubt it... wait..." the Beast glanced around for a beat, "This is real, right? We're not dreaming again, are we?"

That Rhodes approved of her jack o' lantern (and didn't mind the mediocre ventriloquism) brought a proud smile to Sonnie's face, "Sounds great!" she said, as she pranced over to the sycamore and spent several minutes finding just the right spot and angle for her gift to rest. Finally, she was satisfied.

The outfit reveals of not one, but two Fairest left her reeling, even while she was highly amused by the Unicorns and their need to be divas. "Holy chimichangas! Those dresses are amazing, your majesties!"

The 'Scrambler slipped over to Seraphina and crouched down and to peer closely at the pages that made up the hem of the hedgespun dress, perhaps trying to read them. "Talk about a bestseller!"

[Markarth]

Markarth saw that no one had noticed his slight outburst, and sighed in relief. He noticed Abraham who had wanted to speak to him walk off so he followed after.

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord takes Sera's hand, and kisses her fingers charmingly. "You look fantastic, darling. I may have to do some reading tonight after all," he says, offering her a roguish smile.

"Please, sample the fruits of the Hedge. Much like last year, there are all manner of curious things." The Dread Lord beams.

"Oh, Sonnie, Lady Titania. While it crosses my mind, both of you wanted to know if I would do another session exploring the annals of Dreams. Now the seat of Autumn is established," he sweeps an arm around the room and above at the boughs of the tree, "I hope to do another session soon, if you would be interested. Anyone is welcome, of course."

[Seraphina]

Laughing, she looks to Sonnie, “Thanks Sonnie, now I want a chimichanga.” She says still laughing. But then there was a look of pride as the Beast looked more closely at the dress, “Can you believe the Hobs were throwing the books out?!” she shakes her head, it would have been such a waste. “But thank you!” she was proud of the dress; it had been hours upon hours of crafting in the Hedge.

As Rhodes kisses her hand, there was the urge to remove the gloves. But the thought was quickly pushed aside.

And while she was hoping for a better reaction to her dress, she couldn’t compete with what Circe was wearing. And it seemed it was almost expected that she would wear something like that. And she wasn’t sure how she felt about that. One thing was for sure, she would be retiring the dress and trying again.

But she still manages to smile at Rhodes, “Thank you.”

Sapphires look towards the fruits, “The Autumn Court always seems to find the best fruits in the Hedge.” She compliments.

Oh, exploring Dreams more. Now that caught her attention. Her own understanding and use of Dreams had ramped up as of late. She had been spending more and more time using her new found ability.

[Sonnie Wu]

"I'll remember to bring some chimichangas next time!" Emergency chimichangas were important... like the one she had secreted away in her purse. But there was only one, and Sonnie had a hard time sharing food, so it remained hidden. "Why were they throwing the books out?" Sonnie smiled brightly at Seraphina and started humming the theme song to Reading Rainbow.

After listening to the Autumn King, she nodded vigorously, "That would be great, Your Spooky Royalness. I'll come! I am the reigning dream battle champion, after all!" She flexed an arm.

Free food, of course, won the monkey over with little effort. "Oh, goblin fruits?" She danced over to the display of Hedge bounty and looked more closely at the offerings. She also sniffed them, taking in the various aromas.

[Circe]

"Thanks Seraphina, and ya beat me ta the line Sonnie. I think Rhodes ya will find plenty of good books ta curl up with tonight," because of course Circe would say that as she eyed the biblio gown. Circe really wished she'd tried harder at Hedgespinning now. It was impressive craft. Whereas her own was simply bought. Grass is always greener across the fence, "Mundies have some good fashion that is true. Not quite as mystical but they can fake it. Maybe next time I cloak perhaps I should show of something more, hmm. Tactical," she winks. Was it a joke?


And they were talking about magic stuff. Interesting but her eyes trailed off to the other group. Abraham and Reed talking to Markarth. The fourth member being scouted? "Hmmm," Circe finished folding the cloak as she looked around. Talk magic with mostly dream stuff that she didn't get or check on the boys near the fire? She made her decision.

"Well I ain't that big on the dream front Reed. Prefer the more physical juju ta oneee. Ononomnom. Onto, fanculo whatever dream spinning is called," she stamped one heel as she failed to say oneiromancy. Instead she nods her head towards the fire, "I think I'll go keep the boys company. Rhodes? I should talk later about some mundies I've found. Not vital though. I'm sure all ya ladies can keep the majestic couple entertained," she titters this out as she walks off towards the right staircase.


Circe drapes the cloak on the stair's banister, because it was a pain to carry around.

Circe also joins the brazier balcony boys

[Titania]

Oh the dreams. They had so much fun the first time that it would be a crime to not go for a second. "Indeed King Rhodes. We have made some progress on our own, didn't we?", she shared a knowing look with the monkey, the image of Rhodes wearing shorts still haunted her. "I dare to say your Highness", she admired Seraphina's mise, "that it is a stupendous dress you're wearing tonight. It suits the occasion", she chided with a smile.

[Cei]

Well well well. The hobgoblin had been telling the truth after all- changelings in Sacramento. A bit of a shame in hindsight, perhaps. Regardless the signs pointed the way- proving easy enough to follow. Unfortunately there would be no noble steed, nor any of his might weapons, though the Incubus did take the step to don his chestplate- worn atop a rather simple tux, as the man wandered into the park.

Well, "wander" might be too simple a word. It was more that Cei strode through Funderland as if he'd known it all his life, walking as one might on a stage, or a castle. Indeed it felt even more apt as he approached the hollow and entered the thorns, taking no precaution or measure to take note of his surroundings.

The first things most people noticed were his stature, one of someone that might even prove a challenge to mighty beasts such as bears or tigers- and his appearance, that might equal (if not rival) that of many models. The second noticeable thing was how both of these seemed to somehow blend seamlessly- almost inhumanely.... Granted in this case, the changelings in question would likely dismiss both of these things and instead take notice of the random stranger that had wandered into the court.

"I am Cei, the Courtless. I seek the current Monarch of this Freehold- I've only recently arrived, and wished to make my presence known. My apologies if I have arrived at an untimely moment." His voice was one that carried- not harsh or loud in it's tone, merely one that made itself apparent whenever used. And any that looked to it's origin would see the glaring red eyes that appeared all over the hedgespun chestplate Cei wore- they did not turn, nor blink- merely gazed rather unnervingly. Rather suitable for an Autumn celebration, even if Cei hadn't at all planned on it (not that he would admit that). "If there are pledges to be made, I am prepared to make them."