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Stripe is furious, and scared and... never going near Amira again if he can help it. But then his jaw sets "She never said I couldn't go near sidhe Lite"

A scowl "yeah, that narc's gonna pay"

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Countess Akanthea is very good at piecing things together. Odd events. The Narwhal has been spotted in Charm Harbor. Baron Rostislav, though always present for his tasks and reports, has not been in his usual places of recreation.

BOW your heads, Peasants!

It does not take a genius to gather suspicions, but as she is one, well... she had them pretty quickly despite some less than adequate redherrings

She looks deep into the icy depths of her vodka shot, breathing over it as she adds a few drops of briny liquid. "Pokazhi mne moy voyenachal'nik.

Images of... well my, it's hard to see. She should be able to SEE the Baron and who he is with... instead she gets but a fuzzy glimpse of the baron's back, but it is as if he is with a ghost.

a blind spot to soothsay? Where has she seen that.. or not seen that before?

A sigh, and she scratches a note about it blindly, still watching her vodka. Memory is more and more slippery each day....

She makes a note... and finds another note.. the narwhal is tied to Rivervale and.. oh..

yes THAT Blindspot.

Baron Rostislav Ap Varich is with Siv Waveborne of Rivervale?

She looks into the vodka His back? She mentally spins the supposed couple, trying to figure out the angle. Is his head on backwards?

Well, someone was on top and... you see, it maybe standard but some still enjoy that position...

Aaaahhhhh..... well, bravo, Baron. Here's to ploughing the ocean wave..... Amused.

Voyeruistic, but ah... as things finish, perhaps there will be pillow talk

And if Rostislav can get information out of her.. so much the better. If he betrays too much information? mm well

They have a conversation... and that is oddly one sided. Even the young woman's voice is blurred. ..

"You are becoming a better dancer." he says.

A phantom laugh?

He sighs "That was not a euphemism as you well know"

A stroke of.. no one can be sure, probably a finger, then "... rather.... waltz..."

Well, this is vexing. It's like watching an old TV that's about to give out. Been some time since her scrying has had such troubles.

She frowns. Perhaps a bigger dish of vodka. Or some of her blood.....

The conversation is definitely one sides for the most part, with Rostislav expressing some... surprise.

"You have learned hot to dance many fine dances yes. I was surprised to discover your interest in foods. Are you planning on visiting France soon?" He raises a brow.

"... go... everhywhere"

It takes about ten minutes to realize that Rostislav IS being used, but not for secrets. The woman he is with is... dance? fancy dinner? She is learning from him how to better blend into higher society. Enough so that one can enter briefly and leave again, if not enough to stay.

The irony of it makes her smile thinly. Oh dear.... to think that can't be learned in Bergan, or Caer Falken.....

It is a point of pride and amusement. Unless she is hoping to hide the training? Even from her parents? Interesting.

The one with a natural gift for it was Sylvi... daughter of that Rover fellow

Siv... no she seemed NOT the type

Career... mm yes it's possible. Then Thea may come to realize this is the exact sort of training certain spies in House Eiluned under take!

Well, obviously not as efficient, but still

Well, social graces are a part of -all- noble training. As for pillow talk.... She listens in.

Baron Rostislav betrays no secrets of Charm, indeed, she's had boggans prattle ccloser to breaking her rules. But it would seem matters of education of the finer things are being tackled with troll like tenacity by this Siv.

Indeed. what could a Varich offer that others could not?

Well, the accent.... she admits.

It is a very nice accent. Mmm And Rostislav speaks a little of his personal ambitions, "A hold of my own was my goal. I thought something... simple" He does not mention that it was a Troll FARMHold he originally eyed, "But there is a great deal of enjoyment to Charm and I am, I like to think of some small use to the Countess. "

She says something, her words bouncing more in the form of echoes... it doesn't sound positive.

"The Countess was well within her rights to seize any ship, even one that came to rescue..besides... what she says she will do and what she actually does are two different things. Have you no proper politicians in apples?" He says

She chuckles, listening.

An angry squawk. Oh she's not pretending to be a fine lady now. Wonderful, no hypocrisy in that.