(16 VE) Booth of Desires!

[Mhairi Ankaa]

Mhairi blinks at the regal and pointedly feline dignity of the manticoress, as she speaks. "Hi!" Mhairi chirps. "I-uh arrived a bit-uh after the-uh Autumn Coronation...but I was there for Winter's..." she frowns, not wanting to bring up bad memories up the not hear Sovereigns.

"But-ah yeah! Dinner with Coco had been-ah planned for a while, but-uh...time flies..." the elemental shakes her head. "A-a spar then dinner? That-ah sounds good to me, cause ah-who wants to spar on-a full tummy?" she blinks, a thought suddenly occurring to her. "Oh! We could order in, and you could-ah offer pointer or corrections...you're-ah the best blade in the 'Hold right?" Mhairi remembered when the wasp told her that, it had originally scared her, but now the Autumn saw the opportunity to learn from the best. "I-ah only have formal training with my war fans, and not a-a blade-I'd like to learn-and-ah my instincts are good."

[Coco]

"That sounds great, Mhairi," Coco agreed. "Here, hold on for one second," she added, slipping inside the booth and rummaging around in one of her duffel bags for her phone before slipping back outside and handing the device to the autumn courtier.

"Why don't you put in your number and I'll give you a call sometime so we can set it up," Coco suggested, before turning back to Keith.

"As for you, oh helper of friendly fae carriages, the question you have to ask yourself now is what that desire to repay the carriage says about you. You don't have to tell me," Coco continued, "but you do want to think about that. That's the real purpose in walking the verdant path: it gives you knowledge of who you are. The you that the Fae can never touch, and knowing about that you is what holds the power. Does that make sense?"

[Pixie Styx]

Daisy watched Coco exchange numbers with the others. A delightful smile ever on her face, pleased that steps were taken to facilitate their Desires. Her smile growing as she listened to the new Verdant Advocate speak. She'd joined Spring, to escape the bitter spiteful pull innate to herself as a Wizened and to find a version of herself that wasn't angry, bitter, or fearful, but someone she was happy to every morning in the mirror.

So Daisy nodded along, wondering just how the Summer and the Autumn would take Coco's words.