(2003) Spring Equinox

[Circe]

"Sì," she nods to Rhodes. She laughs bitterly as Rhodes speaks of the transience of their populace, "Yeah, never know whose gonna be here next month. Aside from me," she jabs a thumb into her chest, "I like it here."

Circe laughs as Sonja acts like herself. She cups her free hand next to her mouth before answering, "Duh Sonja! Ghosts love sheets, they can't scare people that don't see them now can they!"

Some off stage might notice that during the kiss, Circe bites her lower lip and her free hand is cletched into a fist such that her knuckles go white. Those ignorant of Circe might think it rage. Those in the now? Yeah Circe is trying not to let out a high pitched sound of joy at the sight. "Yer welcome Sera," she sings out.

"You will get a present from me LATER Sonja," she nods towards the royal couple, "Their turn tonight."

As for John's questions about deputies, that got blue lips to part in a smile. "Are ya offering ta be my Huckleberry? Oh ho ho ho ho!" Then makes a very bad Texan accent, "There's a new sheriff in town, and she's lookin' fer deputies. And hats fer them. And handcuffs too." She laughs as she shakes her head, "Seriously though I'm always happy ta recruit company when kicking in some teeth. Mmm," she finishes energy drink one. Then she pops out the second to start drinking, "Metaphorically. Kinda like how I reject if it bleeds we can kill it. No need ta limit ourselves."

As for the cheer at 2 Winters being present. Red and black eyes narrow for a moment before blue lips part in a sigh, "Nope. No Winter is coming jokes. Really just want more Summer ta come."

Then there was the main attraction. Circe puts down the drink as she steps around the Rhodes, placing herself somewhat between him and Seraphina, facing towards most of the Lost in the room. Circe has a shit eating grin on her face before she clears her throat.

And during this whole thing Circe is talking with her hand. "Voila! In view of our vox populi a visage for filling the vacant vanity of vangetimi," Circe produces from the bag a pistol. Circe's expression practically demands a question mark above her head.

"Uh. Waitaminute," which she puts back before looking down into the bag. "Used a dictionary fer nothin'. Ah ha. Got the right ones this time," a blue hand know pulls out a set of four broaches. An arrow, antler crown, a spear, and a mirror. Most notable about them is the small additional material to each one. Somehow Circe managed to procure the material match for each court: onyx, deer antler, iron, and lead. She managed to incorporate them into each so she felt she deserved some props for that.

She pins the Iron tipped Spear to her own suit's lapel. Then with a flourish presents the leaded mirror to Rhodes and the antlered crown to Seraphina, "Giving these as a symbol of the friend chip, I'm sure in this city our Courts are mermaid," she winks at Seraphina, "Ta be besties that never feel blue, heh, so as a sign these brooches prove our unity be true!"

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord looks over to Sonnie's loud outburst. "Haunted? Doesn't sound very Vernal." Though his curiosity was piqued.

Paperwork? Pass. "Oh, I'm terrible at paperwork. Any journals and my work on the Archive are completely coincidental."

Sera is given a warm smile. "Really?" he says, impressed. "We'll make a Pledgesmith out of you yet, your Majesty."

After the shared kiss, Rhodes notices Circe watching. "Must you?" he says wearily. "This is starting to become very creepy, Circe dear, and I know creepy." The breeze from his mantle blusters, sending his leaves and Sera's blossoms out across the floor.

He parts ways for the animated Summer Lady, smiling genially. "Oh, Circe.... They're beautiful! Very elegant. Thank you." He gently takes the mirror and pins it to a lapel matching Circe. Was it Italian heritage or simply a good eye? Either way, her broaches were clearly a hit with the King of Autumn.

[Sonnie Wu]

"Woo! That's two for limbo! Come on, guys! If the Queen herself is gonna do it, so can you!" She hadn't given up on the contest after all! Sonnie was going to keep encouraging people to join, it seemed.

The Claviger squee'd! She was getting her own present later! Arms flailed in excitement! Thankfully the limbo stick was held by her tail, so nobody got accidentally smacked.

"Right, right," she nodded slyly, "So the ghost has a laundry fetish. To catch him, I'll need some dirty socks and a bottle of fabric softener." Gears were turning.

Then she marveled at the exquisite work of the brooches. "Oh, wow! Those are soooo pretty!" Deer antler for the Spring brooch? Emerald must have been too expensive to work with, she reasoned. "Is the deer okay?"

[Yamiyo Lillich]

Sigh following around for this limbo contest was of no use, each time she tried something else happened and she was ignored time and again.
Gifts, ghosts, temporary distractions and endless ignoring chasing her to join in was clearly of no use.
Drawing the energy drink but holding back from opening it, grasping it tightly until interrupted by the movements of the summer Queen, thank the lucky stars she really didn't need more caffeine in her tiny body.

Looking as she hands out the brooches and applauding hoping she won't be the only one.

Quickly and softly jumping up on a empty table, throwing of her right shoe and catching it in her left hand. Pulling of her sock and then putting the shoe back on again.
Jumping down the table, doing a spinning elegant move towards the Claviger, placing her sock in her hands and then quickly turning around.
"Kindly do give it back soon."

Hurrying over to the frozen Angel, watching her over, ohh damn the caffeine had taken to much hold in her body.
"Say fair" pausing for a second, glancing her over with eyes undressing every inch of her before speaking again, her hands rapidly signing along "lady? Why so stiff it's a party and sorry to ask but is it possible that I have seen you somewhere?"
No it couldn't have been her right? She didn't really look alive enough to fit into the role to fit into that magazine site but then again maybe, hopefully not if it were the one she thought it would be embarrassing to be around her.

[James Turner]

He looked Sera in the eyes and shrugged.

“Thought that is exactly what I had just done. Thank you Circe for answering part of it for me. Still seems entirely redundant.”

He shook his head looking to Circe before heading off again, pausing for a second as he saw the broaches, they were really quite nice he must admit. Actual bone from what he could tell, then onyx, playing with fire on the iron though.

“Not much for chasing down bad guys but if you’re looking for the truth, well, that I can help you find.”

Fuck. Is this….is this my fetch’s influence? Did she know me better than I knew myself?

He did his best to hide the haunted expression on his face as he turned his back to everyone and leaned against the bar for a second, picking up his drink again and having took a sip. Looked like angel was now the target for Yamiyo’s affections, he’d let those two converse before he’d join her. Until then he was in good company with at least Bugul and Anatole. Sometimes you just wanted to be in peace and quiet with people. No need for words or conversation, just the proximity of company, knowing someone was there if needed.

[Angel]

Stilted movements mark Angel's turning towards the Seducer, appraising eyes take in the softly shifting features, each one more appealing than the last.

"I'm a natural wallflower. A pretty picture. It is more comfortable to observe than to take part in social jostling. I enjoy it. Perhaps you've seen me on a wall before."

[Anatole]

"I'm not flexible enough," grunted the dwarf as he poured himself yet another drink.

"You go and enjoy yourself now. This is your Court's day. And as you can see, I am quite desirous of this here drink. I thank you."

He cracked a smile.

[Seraphina]

Smiling to Circe, she nods, “I rather like it here as well. Afraid you’re stuck with me Circe.” She teases.

Why the talk of ghosts? What did she miss? A look of concern was given to the monkey, not sure how to address it.

Seemed the Summer was taking to her role as Groundskeeper quite well. Not that she expected any less from the elf. But it was good to see.

Moving slightly to the side to give Circe more room, she watches, curious. A grin like that cannot be good.

Eyes widen in wonder as he accepts the broach, carefully holding it in her hand. Looking it over, “Circe, it’s beautiful.” Looking at her outfit, it was hard to find a place to pin it, so, she pins it to the bathing suit top. Only place she had. And looks quite proud. “Thank you.” And she offers the Summer a hug.

Then a frown to Rhodes, “You don’t want to help with the paperwork at the shop?” but she was clearly joking from the smile that appeared.

“Pledgesmith?” a shake of her head, “I think that’s better suited for you.” She just paid attention in class.

The one for the Dread Lord was truly stunning as well, and she nods, “You’re very gifted Circe.” She praises.

Wait, was Yamiyo on a table? Was this turning into that type of party? Then some relief as takes a show and sock off. And nothing else. Not that the Nix would be against it, but she’d prefer a heads up.

[Circe]

"Great ta have good company Sera," she cheers at the teasing.

Rhodes? The smile she gave him says he really should no better. "Rhodes," Circe chuckles, "Ya just told a professional troll that a certain act annoys ya," her right eyebrow and ear raised to enhance her knowing smirk. "Silly silly," she wags her finer at him in the negative, "And yer welcome fer the pretties," she grins at Seraphina, "Both of ya."

Then Seraphina makes the help me husband joke. Circe's answer, "Oh ho ho ho ho ho! Yes I am in so many ways, with tongue, hammer, or gun I am a fun one. And I can make certified pretties even after failing the blacksmith exam," she leans forward to do the conspiratorial whisper complete with hand next to her face. But she is speaking very loudly, "I totally forged my certificate."

Circe steps back and retrieves her energy second energy drink. Which she begins to consume, "Aaah, never let this slide under yer bed, oh ho ho ho!"

As for Sonja? Laughter incited by the monkey's actions. As for accusations of animal cruelty? "Fanculo if I know Sonny. Got the ingredients from E-bay," she shrugs without a care for the life of veal, "So if ya wanted ta try venison, well that is a wild I deer."

She then looks to James, "Break their legs first dude! Makes it waaaay easier ta chase 'em down."

[Bugul]

His drink was gone.

The assembled Lost were each congregating to discuss their own thing and the Verdant Queen had made her announcements. Thus, it was time for Bugul to return his musings.

So he rose and made for the door, a parting nod offered to the gathered monarchs before slipping out into the night.

Bugul leaves the scene!