(2003) Spring Equinox

[Yamiyo Lillich]

A celebration, a gathering of the lost the dreaded thought had hunted her for weeks but she knew she needed to pay her respects, she needed to get in good with the rest if she should stand a chance in this strange world where so many things happens just out of the corner of the human eye.
Wonder what would happen if every mortal would learn the truth, how would they react? No that was just an escape to not focus on the coming evening.

Standing a bit away from the entrance to the inn looking down on her clothing and taking a big sigh, being glad she managed to *find* this big darkish green coat with a floral pattern and how she have managed to add a hoodie to it.

Walking back and forth with the entrance in view waiting as she watches the bearded man getting in, then her salvation appears the strengthened mask girl could be the perfect cover, slowly waiting as she enters allowing the ones inside to notice and think of Titania as she herself quietly sneaks in and escapes for a calm place where she wont get much notice, letting her eyes wander as she looks for the new queen and awaiting a time to formally bend her knee before her, deeply thinking in fear that she hopes she didn't misunderstood that she should be here now, ohh she would be furious with her informant.
Pulling her hoodie up again and again not wanting to be fully seen yet, her appearance had gotten her in trouble more than once before both before and after her keeper.

[Bugul]

Better late than never, ol' Bugul.

The Goatman slipped in as Seraphina was announced, wearing the nice brown knitted sweater and clean jeans he had worn at the Winter Coronation. It was far from formal, but the items were clean and ol' Bugul did not have such nice things. The Courtless rarely needed to make a statement at the Courts.

As for his delay? The remnants of dirt on his hands likely spoke of the man's work. He had tried to wash most of it off, but, in his haste, some had remained.

Bugul wouldn't applause, but he would grant the Verdant Queen a bow of his head and a slight smile.

[Anatole]

"Whiskey. On the rocks..."

Anatole began. His voice trailed off somewhat as @John Turner appeared at his side. The wizened eyed him; shadows clustered as his Autumnal mantle flared weakly.

"Oh I'd love one. John. But if I took one... I know I'd end up with a craving for a good old fashioned pipe and rolling tobacco. Call me Anatole."

His finger's quivered but his hand did not move.

He stopped talking as the Fairest arrived, one after the other: Queen Seraphina and Titania. The wizened turned back to Sonnie, only to watch the Beast kith dance from behind the bar, leaving his order fulfilled.

Glowering sourly, the dwarf lumbered around the bar in search of booze.

"Wanna drink, John?"

He ignored the invitation to clap.

[Rhodes]

Fashionably late. That's what they called it.

The icy wind blustered away from the doorframe as a Flowering Fairest appeared in the door, his pale skin and large emerald eyes roaming the scene before him. Woody roots crested his skin like rising veins, and at his temples and wrists bright red flowers were in full bloom, bearing a striking resemblance to those adorning the Spring Queen.

His attire was an immaculate tailored black suit, with a vibrant green shirt in honour of the season. Gold sparkled at his cuffs, matching the golden birch leaves blowing around his feet. Over his shoulders, a Hedgespun coat of rolling thunderclouds flashed darkly.

The Autumn King was Here.

He observed the new face, stunningly beautiful, in the corner - a beauty he would have thought unrivalled a few years ago. The winter, John, their pact fulfilled. Bugul, the quiet Beast. Titania, immaculate as ever. Sonnie, eager and bouncing as her Anatole, his sole Courtier. I must make time for him.

Last in attention, but foremost in his mind, Rhodes swept forward towards the newly-crowned Spring Queen. His coat left a trail of dark cloud, his Mantle sending a spine-chilling breeze and haunting, inscruitable whispers across the room. The Dread Lord beamed at the Nyx, inclining his head to her. "Queen Seraphina. I see the Wyrd wastes no time this season." He gently takes her hand, and kisses her fingers.

"The crown suites you, darling," he adds quietly, smiling.

[James Turner]

John’s eyes drew and narrowed at the newcomer, it was in his nature to be untrustworthy but as the saying goes “not my circus, not my monkeys.” That had been made very clear to him so he’d let the new and reigning monarch deal with the unfamiliar face, and judging by the other looks she was getting they didn’t recognize her either. Though he did give a nod to her letting her know she was seen and acknowledged.

He just shrugged to himself giving a small, respectable clap for the newly crowned Monarch as he was not without decorum. Though as Titania walked over and ignored him he noted that not all spring observed etiquette.

Stop taking the world on your shoulders James, not everything has to be your problem.

He took a deep breath and smiled to Anatole, the older man’s company putting him at ease as he gave a small laugh at his comment about a pipe.

“A bong might be more appropriate, not tobacco in here.”

He flipped the lid closed and putting it back into his breast pocket before fishing out his zippo and lighting the joint but keeping at least arms length away from people to make as little of a disturbance as possible.

“It’s a party right, seems like it’d be rude if I didn’t have one. Spring is always known to have the good stuff, if there’s a single malt back there I’ll take it neat.”

He eyed Bugul and Rhodes as they walked in giving each a respectful nod of his head but not wanting to leave his spot near the bar for so many reasons.

Remember you don’t have to work all the time…

[Seraphina]

The fact that Titania went with something different for the party wasn’t lost on her. Nor was the fact that her wisps were absent. Which struck the Nix as odd. What was going on with her lately?

Neverless, Sera smiles brightly to her, “Titania, you look wonderful! That dress fits you perfectly!” she complimented. “When you get a chance tonight, I’d like to borrow you for a second and share some news.” Queen or not, she would never impose herself on someone who had other plans.

Laughing, “Well thank you. But you still look great.” Maybe it was how happy and full of energy Sonnie was.

“Oh, you don’t need to…” but, too late. With a slightly embarrassed look, and a shy smile, she shrugged.

It was easy to pick out the new Lost among them. A mixture of her mesmerizing looks and the fact that she tried to hide. Sapphires follow her, a friendly smile offered, and figures she’d come forward when she was ready.

The smile was turned to Bugul as he entered, “Evening Bugul, I hope you’ve been well.” Applause was not expected or really wanted, so she was grateful he didn’t.

A smile as she saw Rhodes enter. His Mantle rustling the grass skirt she wore, long gilded legs peaking out. The whispers heard, but the words not completely understood.

“That shade of green looks stunning on you.” Compliments the Treasured, feeling her heart flutter from the kiss on her fingers.

“Think so? Thank you.” Leaning forward to place a kiss on his cheek.

[Yamiyo Lillich]

Carefully glancing everyone over whilst carefully playing with her ears and hair whilst pulling her hood as far forward as she can with every few minutes interval.
Come on be the beautiful night not the monster in the night, remember why you choose as you did.Waiting for a time when the queen seems to be at her most relaxed moment and not busy before standing up and with steps as light as feathers dancing over freshly fallen snow approaching her, keeping her eyes down whilst keeping tabs on everyone around her.
Always gamble never be unprepared to escape little, there is always another place.

As she finally gets in front of the newly appointed queen she quickly falls down into a curtsy so deep it nearly looks like shes about to do a splits before speaking in a soft voice with a low tone of a deaf accent.
"Ohh venerable queen i congratulate you upon your crowning and thank you for allowing my presence here on this sacred day."
Her hands lightly shaking not from fear nor from cold but rather as if they want to do something but is being forced not to.
"I am new to this corner of the land and would like to ask of you to kindly allow me into both your court and allow me to walk amongst the lost ones in these domains."
Her body remaining perfectly still for a brief moment before rising her head, her eyes quickly glancing everyone over before focusing on the lips of the queen, a pair of wings can briefly be seen in her mien only to vanish as quickly as they came, her long hair falling out of her hooded face shifting in it's color for all of her onlookers reflecting their own tastes.

Well done hopefully that should be acceptable enough, remember your past mistakes.

[Bugul]

John's nod is noted and returned. Their first experiences with one another had been... less than amicable, but there was no reason to not be civil. It was a new season after all.

His smile tugged slightly wider at the Spring Queen's attentions. She was always so kind and, while her Seeming had once given him reason for caution, Bugul liked her.

"I am well, Queen Seraphina," he said, "The Thousand smile upon this crowning and you wear the mantle well."

Then, after he and his mate have the time to greet one another, the Goatman's gaze falls upon Rhodes.

"Ashen Lord," he says, "Today marks the beginning of a new season... So it is that our Oath ends. I thank you for it nonetheless."

And then comes the exuberant newcomer. The vine-laden Goat-Beast turns his head to her as she addresses Seraphina, the woody vines within his mane scraping together at the motion. At her display, Bugul actually chuckles before turning his attention back to the Monarchs of Fall and Spring.

"There is no rest for Monarchs it seems, not even on this day," he says, "I shall take my leave of you."

With that, Bugul departs for the bar, grants Anatole a nod, and seats himself next to the Burned Dwarf. He would leave the Courts to their business.

[Sonnie Wu]

The applause response she was looking for... yeah, that was lame. Sonnie pouted as she looked across the room.

Nobody is much into the spirit of this, are they?

Not even Titania. She's not even wearing a hula outfit.

Yeah. Bummer.

Not even that ridiculously hot devil girl.

Yeah, she's really... wait.

There was a stranger present. In the Tavern. She didn't recognize the Succubus, who was approaching Seraphina.

Quick, call security!

You're security, dumbass.

Oh, right!

The Claviger slipped over a few feet to make sure Yamiyo couldn't directly reach the Emerald Monarch. Not without getting past Sonnie first. She didn't say anything, instead letting Sera handle the situation because... well, you know. Queen and all.

The Beast cocked her head to one side, rather fascinated with the fancy manner in which the new Fairest spoke.

[Anatole]

Anatole barks a laugh when @John Turner mentions 'bong'. Grunting, the Dwarf ducks, hunting for whiskey.

A chuckle bubbles from his lips when he finds a single malt - and retrieves it with appropriate glasses.

"There!"

He pauses to watch the newcomer @Yamiyo Llilich emerge from the background. His mouth opens and he has to give himself a little shake.
Bugul the Goat Man joins them at the bar. A smile curls through the wizened cascading beard and he nods crisply.

"Whiskey. Neat." Anatole pours - once for John; once for himself; and a third time for Bugul. The whiskey is placed within reach.

"Bugul and I know of one another. The good gent was kind enough to let me rest my head in his domain for a night. Haven't seen you before. Are you new or are you an old hand who just keeps to himself. The other bunch are... rather gregarious."

He turned his head slightly to indicate Sonnie and Seraphina.