(2603) Spring Equinox

[Jack Violet]

Jack offers a small, stiff nod to Circe. "A win indeed, Queen. I'm... also here. Mostly stationary. No police involved so far, which I’m counting as a personal victory."


He stays exactly where he is, trying to blend into the background like very expensive wallpaper. He watches with a growing sense of this is why we can't have nice things as Circe starts pulling out what she calls Disney bombs. He’s pretty sure that’s not a real category of explosives, and he's even more sure the fire insurance for a tavern at the bottom of a wishing well is non-existent.


He decides to remain a quiet, slightly concerned observer. If the Saturn Wheels start spinning, he’s already mentally mapped out the nearest exit that doesn't involve climbing back up a bucket. For now, he just hopes no one asks him to dance or, worse, hold a firework.

[Svelte Sven]

The Winter King followed after the Manikin, his thin smile fixed in place as he made an effort not to bump into anybody around him. Sven kept his head bowed slightly. "You are far too kind, Ms. Mina. Especially since I am not so sure it is 'difficult' to maintain a Court of one." He may have been underselling things, considering there were certain... protocols and procedures that Winter must observe, but there was no need to elaborate at the moment.


"I'm happy to mix the drinks, if you'd like." Sven offered. His gaze drifted between her and the bar before she got the request from her Queen. The Darkling pursed his lips politely, refraining from sharing his own thoughts, for he had several on the subject. But he was just giving up Crown, wasn't he? A bit boorish to try to butt in so soon after ceding power.

[Sonnie Wu]

"Disney bomb? You brought the live action Snow White movie?" She looked incredulously at Circe. "Woman, nobody wants to see that monstrosity!"

Shaking her head, she turned to look at Mina, and gave the flustered Elemental a big smile. "I do! I think you'd be most excellent in the role! You've been such a big help to me during the last year. I believe in you, Dollface. Besides, half the fun of being a Monarch is handing out titles to my deserving Courtiers! I think you've earned it!"

Sonnie chuckled and waved Sven towards the bar. "The bar kind of serves itself, but if you wanna be Tom Cruise in Cocktail, go for it!"

Meanwhile, Cap'n Fulko's Funtime Faerie Band shifted into a new song. 'Fight For Your Right to Party!' by the Beastie Boys: https://youtu.be/eBShN8qT4lk?si=QSr-4BEEQLifSYdA

It seemed tonight's playlist had a specific theme.

[Mina]

“Oh, well you never know if someone will show up to the Freehold or what the Season might hold!” trying to not undersell his position as Monarch. “So give yourself some credit!”

Then a shake of her head, “Nope! This is the Spring Coronation, and as such, you good sir, are a guest and don’t get to mix the drinks!” she declares with a big smile.

As Sonnie appears to sing her praises at being Joyeux, the Snowskin blushes, looking a bit unsure, “If you’re sure, then yes, I’ll do it. Thank you.” Dipping into a curtsy. Could she do it? She wasn’t sure, but she could certainly try.

Looking back to the bar and walking over, “The bar might serve itself, but wheres the fun in that!” she had brought a notebook with her when she had been setting up with drink recipes, cause she wasn’t going to remember from memory. “I found some run recipes for drinks! This one is called the Bee’s Knees. Only three ingredients. Gin, lemon juice and honey, so that’s what I’m going to make. What can I make for you?”

[Circe]

"No death defying, daring does for you Jack?" She is still breathing hard even now, so her tone is a little questionable. "Good choice."


"Hence," Circe turns to Sonja, "Making the bomb blow up. And Disney has provided so many explosives recently Sonnie, oh ho ho ho."


"I admit. It would have been insanely ironic for ME," she preens, "To get arrested for illegal fireworks of all things instead of all the other shit I've done, oh ho ho ho." Though she'd have had a certain response before acknowledging the irony. "I'd have been pissed too."


And then a classic comes on. "Oooh," she chimes in. "Good choice Sonja. So, no boom?"

[Jack Violet]

Jack offers a small, appreciative smirk at Circe’s question, though he stays firmly rooted to his spot. "I think I’ve reached my quota for 'daring deeds' just by navigating the stairs, Queen. I'll leave the wall-phasing and explosions to the professionals tonight."


"I'll take one of those, Mina," he calls out, finding his voice as the music provides a bit of a social shield. "Gin and honey sounds like exactly the kind of fuel I need to survive whatever 'Disney bomb' Circe is still trying to talk us into."


He stays clear of the bar, content to wait for a drink while the Monkey Queen and her new Joyeux run the show. He's still not streaking, but at least he’s finally ordered a beverage.

[Svelte Sven]

Did Sven's eye twitch a little at the mention of Snow White? If it did, it was very brief, almost imperceptible... almost. "Oh, yes. You never know." He replied to Mina without missing a beat. "Winter is for secrets, after all." He remained smiling in spite of the cryptic words, choosing to simply focus on making small talk with the Elemental. "Congratulations on the new position." The Darkling's eyes twinkled a little at that before taking a seat and looking contemplative. The Winter King prided himself on his sense of etiquette, and arguing with a hostess was quite rude. "And in that case... I'll have a Blue Hawaiian, please. If that's not too much trouble." It was at least tropical, if not necessarily 'Spring-y'.

There was a brief glance toward Jack as he called on the newly-minted Joyeux, but it held nothing but a polite smile. Stark, even, perfectly polite. And without emotion.

[Sonnie Wu]

"Hooray!" The Spring Queen threw up her hands in celebration. "I gots a Joyeux! Mina's here for all our joy needs! Well, not all, but you know what I mean!" She bounced up and down on the balls of her feet. "This has been a great coronation so far!"

Sonnie smiled proudly as Mina went to play bartender for Sven and Jack. "That's my girl! Bringing joy already!"

She blinked at Circe, then shrugged, "I didn't plan for fireworks. The party is indoors. I suppose you could go set them off outside in the Hedge, if anyone wants to go watch."

[Mina]

A light chuckle, “Not sure if Disney ever intended to provide explosives, I mean, I’ve never gotten that vibe from them.” Clearly entertained by the back and forth.

Raising her head from her mixing, “You got it Jack!” pulling out another glass.

Nodding to Sven, “Everyone is entitled to their secrets. Though it does seem that no one does them like Winter.” Praise in her voice. Another chuckle and a slight blush, “Ah, thanks. Not something I was expecting, that’s for sure, but if my Queen thinks I can fulfill the role, then I will.” Hopefully.

“A Blue Hawaiian, coming up, and no trouble at all!” she’d had a few of those before. As she set to making the drinks, and once done, she set Sven’s in front of him. “Please excuse me a moment, I’ll be right back.” And walks over to hand Jack his drink, “here you go! Hope you enjoy!” a bright smile on her face and walks back over to the bar. Picking up her drink, she raises it to Sven before taking a sip,

“Any plans for the warmer weather and your time off?”

[Circe]

"Eh, I can save it for later. Though the pinwheel things MIGHT be fine indoors," she looks around the room, appraising the areas. "Have to be away from flammable stuff. Or inflammable stuff. Summer, but this is Spring's Shindig. That didn't rhyme, sorry, tried. But I shan't burninate the party. Eh, got cardio for nothing."

Her shouldser sag as she gives up on the option. It wasn't to be it seems.


Circe was also paranoid about the outside in the Hedge option. Too many things to get lured in. And sure, she'd gunpowder that is gunpowder. But this was less bang and more fwiss, swoosh, boom. Less accurate.


"I will take a Tequila Sunrise if available and somebody is mixing," she chirps in as her ear twitches at the mention of drinks.