#anywhere

Somewhere a pooka sorts through a..borrowed cellphone "Graduation?"

"ooo.." Happy wing flutter

Then a sigh as her mind is crossed with unbidden images of white and black . Shallimar is everything she isn't. a pooka's pooka, a prankster, a joker, often willing to discard ANY dignity for even a chance at a laugh where as she is a lady and sometimes her dignity is all she has. In truth, he should annoy her greatly, or perhaps set her to envy. Instead, he offered himself up to let her partake only as much as she wanted to, and then leapt in so she too could laugh at him. She made him think of happier things.

Moth does not regret being a 'sluagh's pooka' , she and her sister connect happily over that... but she did also enjoy the open curtain into the world of punning fools and jovial jesterhood her amour brought her.

Vashti puts the cellphone away. Her briefly distracted mood flying back to her striped lover once more. a sigh. He will be better off without her. And whatever lucky girl wins him (The wanton bitch) well, Vashti wishes only the best (Die in fire, whore) for her replacement. Yes.. She smooths her dress and walks on.

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August wakes up in his school's library. He must have fallen asleep.

He rubs sleepy eyes... the end of the semester really is -killing- him. Wait. Something.... He pats his pockets.

Same thing he wore this morning so same stuff in it. Mmm there's his phone.

But he does have a weird feeling soemthing is off.

In fact.. wait, did he talk to Count Jude? He did. Or was that a dream? But it doesn't feel like a Dream

He checks his phone for any hints.

No texts. Odd, his battery is low. He doesn't remember using it or even checking it that much

In his dream, the Count seemed very inquisitive.. about something, what he was doing 'here'. August remembered telling him he didn't choose to come here and just woke up at Ardent Harbor... at least , he thinks it was Ardent Harbor

Frowning, August dials the number he has for Jude's court.

"Count Jude, inspiration for the Rootin Tootie Judy Fruity Flavor at Ben and Jerries"

"Sir, it's August. Ah. Did I, ah, visit recently? Have we spoken in the last 24 hours?"

"August? No no. In fact this is my first free time today. The Duke and Duchess had me explaining why there were rumors of dreamer smuggling BY House Liam. I hate Gwydion interogations. Eventually they just tell you to keep it in short simple words and well, it's annoying. Yes, I was guilty, but that's not the point"

"Huh. Ok, well.... I won't take any more of your time then, sir."

"August, is everything okay? You know, we're still house brothers...it goes both ways. I rely on you, but you can ask for help if you need it mm?"

"I will, sir. I just.... I'm not sure if I had a dream or not but I remember being at Ardent Harbor and you giving me a tour. I just don't remember -going- to Ardent Harbor."

"That's interesting, because I sure don't remember being here myself. Something prophetic? I mean, it's a Beaumayn thing but it's possible"

"Maybe?"

"Or you dreamed of a tour we already did. I did give you one. But if you're really worried, you're welcome to drop by here and talk in person. Either way, if it bothers you, I won't disregard it."

"Not sure... thank you for the invitation, though, and I will take you up on it if I need to."

"Please do"

"Thank you again, sir." August waits politely for the Count to disconnect first, paging through his notes to see if there's a clue there?

And yes, disconnect and searching

Interesting...heck, in that time he didn't even send a text to Coradel between classes.

(Pause scene)