(2403)Spring Coronation!

[Sonnie Wu]

She might be a little late, but that's fashionable, right?

Sonnie Wu, the Claviger of the Spring Court, was here! Coming in like she was arriving at the MET Gala, she was wearing a paint splattered dress she clearly chose for today's theme!

"Hello, hello, hello, my darlings! Are we ready to get creative on this first day of the bestest season?" she giggled teasingly as she spun through the room towards her Queen. Before Seraphina, the Beast curtsied. "Your Highness! Ravishing as always!"

Turning about, she waved to everyone already present, "Welcome guests!"

[Circe]

They have a full keg? Nice. Though she notes a lack of cactus juice. Oh well. She should barter to drink other things


"Hmm?" Circe looks to Kray and holds up her hand. "Oh, I'll find some dink eventually. There are so many future targets out there. Why, do ya want some? I'm happy to help my friends," Circe smiles widely, "Make an impression."


"Something modern yes," she nods at Anatole's fashion question. Then frowns, "Though I think that fashion requires more literal lights. Got some, uh, irksome comments from the mundies," she inhales before saying "Fucking annoying simps," the Fairest shakes her head, "Tempts me to tech it up with gloves that have live wires."


"Wheeling, dealing, engineering, but not enough shooting." She cheerfully answers how she has done. "So mostly good. Lots of work undergound though." Circe isn't sure if the details are needed yet.


The Summer Queen raises an eyebrow at the monkey's claim. She could top it, with gunpowder. Okay, maybe just fireworks instead of heavy guns. "Thank you bounciest hostess!" She shouts right back to Sonja Wu with a little wave of her own. "Oh, bee tee dubs, you missed the Indy minecart rally."

[Seraphina]

Beaming to Circe, “Thank you! We worked hard to gather and bring this all together, I couldn’t have done it without Sonnie.” Credit where it was due! “Love your outfit! Looks amazing on you!” gushed the Spring, before nodding, “Yes! I saw them online and was able find a local bakery to make them.” She thought they looked cool.

Sapphires turn to the Orge, “Thank you Kray! The credit goes to the Court as a whole.” She didn’t do this alone. “And thank you for coming tonight, you look great and well. Please, enjoy yourself!” the Nix could tell he had put in a bit of effort to dress up, and the appreciative smile she gave conveyed that.

Anatole didn’t go unnoticed and wasn’t going to escape the Treasured talking to him, “Anatole, good to see you.” A nod of respect to the dwarf, “I hope you’ve been well.” They needed to catch up soon. She had some books and journals to go through with him.

The entrance of Sonnie gets a smile, “There she is!” obviously glad to see the Beast, a hug offered, “I love that dress, it is perfect for the theme tonight!” and of course it looked good on her.

Walking over the Wyrdstone, she turns to face the Freehold, small as it was, “Good evening, everyone and welcome to the Spring Equinox! The word Equinox comes from two Latin words meaning, equal and night, which refers to the twelve-hour day and twelve-hour night that only occurs on the two Equinox days of each year. It represents the balance of light and dark, day and night, outward and inward. This is the time of year when we come out of winter hibernation and blossom once again. A time of renewal, rebirth and a chance to reinvent if we so choose. As we welcome the changing of the Season, we encourage you to embrace your Desires, do not deny them. To deny them, even the simplest of them, is to let Them win. To let Them take that joy from our lives, that we as Spring, refuse to give up. Refuse to allow Them to take anything more from us. We embrace hope. The hope of new beginnings, with new friends, new growth, and a joy They cannot take. So, we gather to express that joy, happiness and desire, to show them that They have not won and They never will.” Pausing for a moment, “Spring is the promise that everything can begin again, and that includes all of us. We are not what They want us to be, we are who we want to be.” With that, she places a translucent hand on the Wyrdstone and infuses it with her Glamour. “Spring welcomes you this night, drink, eat, be happy and just have fun! We have included something new this year, an art station! We welcome and encourage you all to let your creativity flow and create something that represents you and maybe even what you Desire. There is no right or wrong way to make art, so just have fun!”

[Kray]

Nodding to the harvest king as he reaches out to grab the keg placed within his reach. ''Ah. Thanks boss.'' With a momentary burst of exertion he gets it open. ''Want a cup?'' As the sovereign seemed to be serving others it only felt right to offer, as Kray hefts it up to pour himself.

Before anything else though, food because you don't drink on an empty stomach. Nodding to Sonnie on the way over to the buffet. ''Uh. Hi Sonnie, Looking Colourful.'' Piling a plate high, as in overflowing, with meat, hard cheeses, bread and crunchy fruits. The making his way back to the keg ... seat, back to the seat.

Chuckling deep at Circe's response. ''Hm. Tempting but I'll pass thanks.'' Their ideas of flamboyance might vary but he could still appreciate the choice. ''I was just wondering if they in fact represented an act of charity, giving free reading lessons is admirable.'' If they could in fact be read as they can swinging in. ''But do let me know how well they leave they stamp the unfortunate fool.'' A calling card if you will.

Listening to Sarah's speech. Her passion is clear, the whole hearted belief and sincerity in the values and importance of her court both to her and in the wider picture. If a stark reminder to him why spring was not his court. Some desires must never be indulged, to not be what they made me I can not. Speaking of time to eat, compensating for the lack of decorum with ample gusto, begins tucking into his food and drink.

[Saber Sloth]

As the Sera feeds Glamour into the Wyrdstone, the thrumming increases in vibrancy, echoing in triumph as the feeling of safety-home-trust rushes out throughout those bonded to the Freehold. They know, in their heart of hearts that they can trust the other Freeholders to not be one Their agents, it doesn't make the Lost trust, or love the others more then they would have already, but they know now that the Freehold wont sell them out, that they can't without breaking the bonds.

Now's the time for the Courtless, and New Arrivals to spend 1 Glamour into the Wyrdstone. If you don't have Status 1 Freehold, then after spending into the Wyrdstone you can increase that to 1

[Vincent Black]

Realizing his mistake from before, Vincent waited until Seraphina brought in the spring. Moving back to the Wyrdstone he once again imbued it with his glamour and the Court of the Solstice.

Looking to Seraphina, "Looks like I jumped the gun this time. I am so used to showing up after the new season has been acknowledged by the stone."

[Anatole]

Anatole looked from Kay, to the cask, and back again.

"Oh yes, please. That does look like a good vintage."

Back to Circe:

"Hmm. There never is enough shooting for your taste, is there?"

His arch eyebrow and wry face spoke of his humour.

The Wizened falls silent as the Nix makes her speech and it elicits a grunt of agreement. He nods at the sentiment even if he doesn't fully embrace the moment. And in the momentary pause once her words are done, he nods deeply in acknowledgement to the new Sovereign.

After that he let the party swirl around him, content with his drink from Kray's cask.

[Sonnie Wu]

"I did?" she responded to Circe, "Aw, man! I wanted to... wait," the Beast paused, thinking, "We had a minecart race planned?" She didn't recall that from the planning committee.

"Here I am!" Sonnie cheerfully replied to Sera, "Thanks! I got it special just for tonight!" A quick twirl to show off said dress was performed!

She smiled and waved to Kray, "Thanks! Good to see you here!"

The buffet was calling, of course, so naturally the Claviger started towards the food. A hearty snack before painting was in order!

[Jasper]

Jasper finds his way to the Tavern yet again. He's dressed in his usual fare: a pair of beat-up boots, torn jeans, a t-shirt with the graphic that's starting to fade a bit and his hedgespun leather coat. It's probably a bit too warm for the coat but it's not like he's really got much of a place to leave it. He did at least manage to get the clothes cleaned up some though his hands still bear a bit of grime on them. The dog-headed Coyote perks up slightly as he approaches the hollow, his ears perking up at familiar voices and his nose twitching at appealing scents.

As he steps into the Spring Hollow, ducking down so as not to hit his head again, the giant Beast stands up again, peering around. A grin starts to grow more and more on his face as he sees familiar faces and one not so familiar. He smiles toothily over at Seraphina, making his way over towards the Fairest first. It is after all Spring's day and he should pay respects to that and his queen. He smiles and gives a small bow to her. "Good evenin', Sera. Ya look radiant today, as always," he says, voice thick with his Irish upbringing.

A grin and a wave to his fellow Spring Beast comes next, "Sonnie!" He gives a smile and a wave to the other Beast in the room, "How's it going, Vincent?" then to Circe "Nice to see ya again," and finally to the two Autumn courtiers, grinning over at Anatole, "Anatole. Always a pleasure." before he casts a semi-wary look over at the Ogre he doesn't recognize.

Saber Sloth I'd be happy to glamour up the Wyrdstone, if needed.

[Circe]

"Yeeeessss," she tells Sonja, "And there was no planning. I and a few others took a pole after the potty collection. Then we made it happen," she brags to Sonja. Circe laughs, "Oh ho ho ho! Thinking of motorizing it too. Just need machinery, car battery, and Sonja? Do you have any leads on a train whistle?"


Circe's mind doesn't go to the taste of the cake. But the absolute mind-screw that'd happen to someone perceiving it zooming at their face to have the adrenaline let them register their own reflection coming towards them before splat. That was funny, it makes her give a, surprisingly, warm and kind smile.


"Well done then I would say to all of Spring," she concedes praise to the larger Court.


"Eeeeeh," she considers Anatole's question. "The giant lobster? Smell kinda turned off the desire for more shooting," she admits it him, "I tend to more precision than fun. Though that one scene from the Predator film?" she nods, "That was sufficient."


"Well," she smiles at Kray, "I am proud to increase literacy, oh ho ho ho!" She likes the phrasing he came up with. "And depends on if the skin breaks fully or not. The knuckle dusters were more reliable," she did actually check. People could be annoying. And a few simps actually requested it. Creepy.


Circe applauds after Seraphina's speech. Leave it to the Siren to have rhetoric down pat.


"I didn't pull out any guns yet for you to hop past Vincent," she syas to him with a smirk. "I don't recommend it either. It is unsafe."

"Hey Jasper," she greets him with a nod, "Been a while. How are ya?"