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((Ack, sorry, that was meant to be a text, not talk.))

A shake of her head as she mutters, "No, not tail. Not that kind of rhyme. Vale is hard to match, it seems like it should scan better. " As they walk along, and she whistles a little...

"Well...what kind of song is it?"

She texts again: Have you checked on Sam? She says she's okay, but short answers.

A small blush. "A love song. I've not tried to write my own music before. I may not be any good at it."

"Never? Huh...I guess...Okay, it's kithist of me, but I guess I thought that kind of just happened for satyrs. Making new music."

"I get tunes that come to me in the shower, or when I'm jogging, or swimming, or... like, when something else is going on, and my brain plays in the background. But I've spent so much time learning music theory and how to play different instruments that I've never really focused on making my OWN. Like, composing might be a passion in and of itself."

"Maybe I should carry a recorder and save these when I realize I'm doing it." A grin.

"Well, you have your phone, right? It has a recording app?"

TXT: I had dinner last night with her. THanks for the suggestion. She had a rough time

TXT: K, thx!

A laugh. "I love my pocket computer."

TXT: Later. I have questions. Give her space for now I suggest

TXT: 👍

(Pause)

Meanwhile, Piper is softly singing something under hear breath, then pausing, and shaking her head. "Mm. Not quite."

"So, okay...Rivervale rhymes with...daily mail? Posting bail? Sheets percale?" Sylvi grins.

"Promise not to judge?" She asks, grinning a little back. "Or judge kindly?"

"Judge kindly, I can do." She smiles as they walk together, but Piper may notice that she's keeping an eye on the surroundings, too.

She takes note of that, and keeps an eye on the path ahead as well as she sings,

"Sun of Or on sable field, over vale does rise
Though winter-bound, I still have found, she warms me with her eyes.
Though strong of arm, and blood of kings, a heart is fragile still
Winter sun's embracing rays protect me from life's chill..."

And she trails off. The tune was basic, it needs embellishment that an instrument might add, or maybe a little changeup on the chords - unpolished, but her voice is well-trained and sweet.

"That's all I had so far, and I think it needs work." She says, apologetically.

"That's...that's for Dagmar and Nadeen?"

She nods a little. "You've seen them together? It's... inspiring. The way they look at each other. And I've had Heraldry on the brain from some studying I've done with Adam. I was thinking, a second verse might touch on the way they say that Varich cannot swear love oaths... but have you ever tried to rhyme OATH with something? It ain't fun."

"Well... Oath and Both seems kinda like it would fit? I mean, y'know, since there's both of them?" A pause. "Or maybe you could say vow?"

"Vow... that goes with Bow which is often fitting about nobles. Quoth feels like it's cheating."

"Huh...yeah...once you get oath and both...anything else is a stretch."

"Swear and Swore" a suggestion from nearby

"And sworn" Added

"Those don't rhyme, though." She remarks, then blinks. "Pardon?"

Zane steps out "Swear, Swore, and Sworn have more words to rhyme I think"

"Hey, Zane. And...yeah, that makes sense."

"Thanks. Sorry, I'm intruding on girl time? Didn't know anyone would be here"

"Oh, true. No, just patrol time. I'm protecting the barony, see?" She holds up her hands in a karate-pose. Ish.

"Oh dear pan protect us...did everyone else at the lodge get swallowed in a sinkhole?" Exagerated alarm

She scoffs. "Sylvi is good enough to patrol on her own, AND protect me at the same time. " A grin.

"Yeah, but why make her fight with one hand tied behind her back against the next monster" A grin back. Cousin teasing , it's not just for troll families

Sylvi smirks at the jibes. "We're heading towards the apartments, Zane. What are you up to? Anything... suspicious?"

"I'm a satyr, anything that shames me to mention is going to embarrass you more for having to bring it up" Oh he's feeling cocky.

"You sound brave now, until I decide to use my new powers of songwriting FOR EVIL." She mimes writing with a quill, then stabbing it at him.

"Gasp"

"Zane, plain, insane, abstain, no gain..." A grin. "VAIN..."

He staggers, as if struck "Abstain? Seriously.. that's the forbidden word"

Sylvi smiles. "Abstain. Perfect."

"et tu, sylvi?" Mock betrayed look

"Like you don't love the drama."

"Theatre was ALMOST My passion" He admits "Okay, so two teenage girls secretly protect the world from supernatural threats. I think there's a YA novel in this. Anything big going on?"

"Wellll...." A dubious look at Piper.

"Nothing for me to speak of." She says, letting Dagmar and Adam keep their business to themselves.

"Well, apparently whatever you were speaking of needs rhyming?" An 'ah ha' thing

"What I need, really, is a library. Well, Adam does. He wants to know more Fiona stuff. I thought Earthrunes might be a good spot, but Siv is off doing her duty somewhere, and she's the only one I know there. Or at any Fiona hold, for that matter."