(1912) Winter Solstice

[Titania]

They were far too easy to trust. Why it was her that she had to always call wolf?
Still, she had to play Merlin for this particular King Queen Arthur
"There hasn't been a clear separation between the Freehold and the Court System, your Highness", she says, "Ever since Queen Ingrid's disappearance and the edict of freehold-wide banishment of Sir Cole by the previous Summer King. The one particular decree that over-imposed the Summer court authority over Freehold Laws. That one particular edict I've warned you against and that you all were surprisingly complacent with", her tone is sweet but her words are sour.
"Neither it should be ignored that we're far too trusting with strangers, despite the ongoing concerns for the fate of the previous Spring Queen, or for an entire contingent of Summer Courtiers that seems to have vanished without a word. Never mind that today is the Solstice, and there hasn't been a single Onyx Courtier to bid us welcome", she open her arms, as to invite them to look around. "So there's actually a lot going on. And although I have the utmost respect for King Rhodes' skills. I find nevertheless unsafe to rely on the vagaries of the Wyrd for our mutual protection. Mutual is the word this freehold should be about, as I don't have to remind you that the last stranger who was Oath bound to no less than 4 of us - yourself included - still managed to lead us astray in the Hedge for days, with his raving delusions about this Free Red Poppy company of his. As you see, my concern is well funded", self-preservation, really.

[Seraphina]

Lets continue the talk HERE

[Circe]

Circe does a surprised double take between where Sonja was to where she is now. She was a fast one for sure.

"Wait up lil' monkey!" Circe cheerfully shouts as she follows Sonja to the food, "Oh somebody knows me well," she goes for the cannolli. "Mmmh mhis miff mood," she then searches and tries one of the drinks. Something bubbly that tastes of. What? Circe made a disgusted face as she couldn't even swallow the combination of cinnamon, orange, and maybe tomato? "Ugh yuck," she sticks her tongue out, "That is combo has ta be gob fruit or very strange hipster store." She turns to Sonja, "I don't recommend it."

Circe decides to sniff the next beverage before trying it. That seems a safer bet, "So, needless ta say the update on the building a rocket launching staff project is it probaly ain't happening. But how are ya doing? Still bouncing messages all over town?"

[Sonnie Wu]

The simian Beast grinned at the Queen of the Iron Spears as she piled some pigs-in-a-blanket on her plate, "That bad, huh? In that case, I have to try it!"

Her golden eyes shifted briefly towards the serious discussion between Seraphina and Titania. She was curious why the Bright One seemed so... what? Agitated? Gloomy? It was so hard to read Fairest, sometimes. She didn't seem happy, though, given the way Titania was complaining about... well, everything. But the Nix seemed to be dealing with her. Sonnie could only sigh and shrug.

Back to Circe and the terrible beverage situation, the Claviger looked towards the drink selection, "At least it's not a cash bar, right? Now what was it you tried?"

[Seraphina]

Gracefully, she walks over to Sonnie and Circe, a warm smile on her face.

“Ok, so what’s worth trying on the buffet table?” she asks, knowing the monkey would only recommend the best.

“How’ve you two been? Anything exciting been going on?” she asks, "Oh, we need another girls night out soon!"

[Circe]

Circe nods about how bad the drink was. The next drink she sniffs smells like berries. All of the berries. Sample? Acceptable. She pours a cup then takes the time to make up a plate of finger snacks, popping a blanketed pig into her mouth. Cannoli naturally were included.

Circe too had noticed Titania getting pissy at the dickish new guy. But Seraphina was in charge of Spring so Circe would leave her to it unless called in. No reason to challenge authority that belonged to another. "Sonja? If it was I'd demand a refund fer drinking that pinkish one. No," she shakes her head, "Not that pink one the other one. The other other, yeah, that one."

"Heya Sera," she nods to the other monarch as she sips the fruity drink, "Glad things are going well fer ya, how's T? Hmm. The pigs and cannoli are good. The dubious pink drink Sonja is braving to face is," Circe gave and exaggerated shudder and grimace, "Not great if ya ask me. I been yuck,” she shakes her head, “Having ta enter the world of bureaucracy,” she sips the beverage, “Hafta become a lil' respectable like on paper. And all that Christmas shopping, I hope ya liked the gifts, learning Hedgespinning, busy busy busy, ugh. I soooo need a girls night out ta recover.”

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie played a game of eenie meenie miney moe as she tried to find the particular drink the blue elf was pointing at.Finally, she selected the correct glass.

She smiled at Seraphina as the Nix joined them, "Hi! Is everything okay with 'Tania?"

"Well," she started in with her recommendations, "There's some nice holiday ham here. And I think these are... canapes? Oh, and there's some hot soups over there. I like these little wienies, myself." Sonnie giggled, because of course she's amused by the word wienie.

"Who, us? Why would we be up to anything? Circe and I are always well behaved as these freehold functions." Blatant lies. She's bold tonight. "Also, a new girl's night would be great!" That line was true.

The Beast sniffed carefully at the drink in her hand, "Hmmm..." Then she took a sip, and smacked her lips as she savored the taste. "Ah yes, I think I've eaten this goblin fruit before. Nice vintage."

[Seraphina]

There was a small shrug, “Oh she’s fine.” That mess wasn’t going to be discussed here. “Though I would like to request a meeting with you and the Dread Lord. There is some business we need to discuss. I can host at the coffee shop, or bring coffee to wherever works for both of you.” She offers. Looking to Sonnie and the mentioned drink, she smiles, “Does it have alcohol in it?” asks the Nix.

“Hedgespinning is an exhausting practice for sure. It’s why I haven’t made another attempt since Autumn. Exhausting, and you don’t always get the results you want.” Hence why her dress was in a bag, at the back of her closet. “If you need a girls night, I’m sure we can get one planned! As one who doesn’t drink, you always have a safe ride ready. And a bed should you need it. It comes with a very comfortable bed and private bathroom.”

Nodding to Sonnie, “Everything’s fine.” She wouldn’t give her fellow Spring what she was obviously seeking, attention.

Sapphires look at what’s pointed out, nodding here and there. “Well, seems I’m going to have to try them all!” and she does, piling samples on her plate. She takes the recommendations of Sonnie seriously, the Beast knew her food. Trying the little weines first, she nods, "Oh yeah! Very good!"

An eyebrow raises, “Uh huh.” Clearly not believing the monkey. “Well, I certainly wouldn’t stop you two. As a Spring, I fully believe and encourage chasing ones desires.” It was true. “Then it appears to be settled! We should probably give the others a call and pick a night!”

A light, musical laugh as Sonnie described the drink, “Would it be a vintage you would recommend? Or are there better vintages?”

[Circe]

"Ah glad ta hear T has naught ta fear. Ahem," Circe spreads her arms wide, "We are the picture of assumed innocence," she smiles "When it comes to seasonal celebration drama, there are those that point at it and those that are pointed at. We are," her words suddenly speed up to Micromachine man speed, "most often," then back down to normal, "The former."

Then attention shifts from Sonja to Seraphina, "Joy, Wrath, and Terror walk inta a coffee bar?" She holds up both hands, "I promise not ta shout" Circe's tone goes deep in an exaggerated male voice, "Ow that hurt die coffee bar," then smiles, "And I'm Italian so yer coffee shop works great fer meeting of the monarchs."

As for the Hedgespinning that got Circe to nod. "Don't I know it. Well this," she motions to the dress shifting between blue, purple, and black, "Was supposed ta have colors more like this," A blue finger points at the glowing scroll work on the dress. "I don't even know what the shiny on my stomach is supposed ta be," she sighs and eats a finger snack, "Makes me kinda nervous ta find out what a gun would look like after the Wyrd adapts ta make it." She shrugs.

Circe cheered and rose her glass in salute as Sera went along with girl's night, "Grande! But how hard will we party on girl's night? Designated driver or designated get away driver?"

Meat in dough gets eaten as crimson and black eyes dart to Sonja. "Is it the kinda goblin vintage that changes flavors?" Because Goblin Fruit could be bullshit like that.

[Sonnie Wu]

Sonnie looked into the glass of the the mystery drink, sniffing at the contents again, "Yeah, there's booze in here. Rum, maybe? It's kinda fizzy, and..." she sipped it again, "No, still tastes the same. Hmmm."

"Great!" she exclaimed, "I'm sure Emily and Mable would like another night out! Oh, should we bring Titania this time? Or would a night like that overload her sensibilities?" The 'Scrambler grinned, a little evilly, at the thought. "Girl seems grumpy. She could use the release, honestly."

She looked at Circe, slyly, "Well, we may be aiming towards the latter. Last time we tried to get ourselves kicked out of a nightclub and failed. I was drunk out of my gourd and mooning the whole club and the bouncers didn't care! What's a girl gotta do to get bounced? I guess we gotta up the ante?"

The simian Beast glanced around, an eyebrow raising in curiosity, "So, where are all the Winters? We've been here like half an hour already and there's still no sign of them. Are they waiting to make a grand entrance or something? I thought that was Spring's thing."