#baronyofthesilverwolf

For a long moment his gaze rests on her, almost hungrily, but he turns it away a moment before it would seem improper. Why does he feel drawn to her? It's not physical, but something in him yearns for something about her. A confused look crosses his expression, and he shakes it off to pour another cup for Chuck, who is watching him curiously.

"Oh I tend to forget a lot too" Sympathetic "And this is so cool. " she looks to see if Tib has a candystick

He finishes pouring for the guests before he fills his own cup, not yet having taken a rock candy stirrer from the bowl.

"Here, sir, err Tibs" She takes one from the bowl and offers it. As she does, she infuses just a bit of glamour in it. POor chuck. She's not really thinking about him. In her head are lessons about right of rescue, duty to every fae, and if this is what the man is.. then. .she has to right?

the idea she could come back LATER and alone, eludes her

He reaches out and plucks the candy from her hands, and starts to stir his tea. Then, he blinks, gazing into the rosy colored liquid as if he'd never seen it before. Raising his cup, he takes a trembling sip, and sets it down again, eyes downcast.

When he looks up once more, he locks gaze with Gwen, and his tired eyes are now bright, and swirling, filled with stars, a galaxy gently spinning within each orb... and dripping with tears. Only the faintest hint of colorful robes as a voile around him, but it's enough - he's THERE.

"Mr. Tib, are you okay?" Chuck asks in alarm.

"Mr. Tib" She smiles "hi." As if saying hello for the first time today, her stone skin has a sheen, then Chuck speaks and she blinks realizing that LITTLE problem with doing this now.

Tib smoothly offers a solution. "It's just, my legs. They pain me when the weather is bad, and damned if I didn't run out of my prescription painkiller. I can bear through it, maybe a delivery can make it by tomorrow...."

Chuck practically rattles the table standing up. "Don't be crazy. I'll go get it. It's just the Walgreens down on main, right?" The man.. the ESHU bites his lip to give a pained expression, and offers over a note and a few greenbucks over to the teen.

"Don't worry, I'll keep miz Gwen company until you get back."

A nod "I'll be fine"

Chuck checks again with Gwen to be sure, then heads off, back out into the snow.

Meanwhile, Tib is gazing around his kitchen, at his own hands, and at Gwen with a sense of renewed wonder. "I don't know why da'an suddenly remembered me, after so long... but I'm sure glad to see you, and really see you, and really see again, once more." He wipes at his eyes. "They once called me Tiberius the wanderer... though my wandering days left me with the use of my legs. How shall I call you, lady troll? I am in your debt." He bows, which should have been slender and elegant, but is rather... just a dip, from his seated position.

"Tiberius I... my name is Gwen... I don't have a more fae name. I'm unsained... still a fledge. But I had to rescue you right? that's.. that's the Escheat. You don't owe me anything. " She says "Oh geez Chuck , thank you for finding an excuse. I did not think this through"

He reaches out and grasps her hands in his own, giving them a squeeze, stone or no. "I have been forgotten for so long, I think I believed that Da'an herself had left me behind, a traveler that cannot travel is no gift to the dreaming."

"Oh that's bullshit..." She says as he starts to act like he's useless. Oh well , she's a bit of a bleeding heart, sue her, "I don't know many Eshu, but I know travel is only half of it. You're the talespiners, the story tellers, you've been so many places, gathered so much lore and wisdom and whimsy. Maybe the Dreaming sees this as your time to stay long enough to share them." Gwen gives a soft squeeze back "You can be a gift. It's a challenge and it sucks, but it does not define your worth. Not in either Dreaming or AUtumn world. Oh geez. I need to get you to a freehold. Do you trust me sir? We may not have much time and the actual pick up may not be till later"

"Freehold... does the lonely wolf still rule over his den of flowers?"

"You know Baron Aiden?" She says

It takes him a moment, sorting through the mists that cling to his memories. "Of him, to be sure. Reclusive, some say silent and cruel, others claim a Narcissus who cares only for his own company, but who can say?" His eyes gleam a bit. "Perhaps if I were to find out, a tale may reach to others... though he may not WISH for his life to be pried into, nothing ventured, nothing gained?" A hint of that reckless wanderer may yet remain!

He sighs. "But Junior will be back soon." He ponders this conundrum.

"I'll call one of the thanes real fast and tell her to pick you up later tonight and get you to the hold. Chuck and I should be gone in what, an hour , two? How long will you need?" She's already texting

"Who me? How long for what?" He gives a laugh. "I've waited this long with no hope in sight, I can surely wait a few more hours."

"I only gave you a little glamour, miser tibs. you need time by the fire"

TXT: Dancia? It's Gwen. I found someone in need of a little warmth. Perhaps 3 days worth? Adress is ... (given) ... goes by Tibs. Wheel chair bound so may need help. talespinner type. trying to use code Pick up in no sooner than ahour? two better so I can get a civilian off the premises

A response comes promptly. TXT Roger that. Watch for commandeered med-alert van. ETA 1400.
Her response giving Gwen about 2 hours, as requested.

"You've got an hour and a half to get rid of us, there will be a med alert van a 1400 hours" She says "I'm sorry I won't be here for it but right of rescue first, then right of ignorance. " A smile

"Whatever else they say about Silverwolf, they teach their fledges well there. Now here, about those cookies..." He offers her some, and then sips the cooling tea. "Now, I remember when I first tasted this tea. It was years ago, in the lands once called Persia, now known as Iran... now, to our folk, it was split between... mmm... the Caliphate of Cedars, and the Sultanate of Hejaz... seeing as how fae folk don't always respect mortal borders, but may not realize that politics of Fae and Man alike will butt heads..." He weaves a story for her, pouring fresh tea, and when Chuck returns... he easily shifts the end of the story to,

"...And that is why I left a broken heart in Turkey, but better than then making a turkey out of myself. Oh, Junior, you made it back."

Andn she's enraptured... and almost doesn't notice Chuck there. She takes his hand gently "Chuck, you were right . he knows the best stories"

Chuck nods and starts to say something, only to have his tongue suddenly tied by Gwen taking his hand. He didn't know the the mouth and hand were even related by connected synapses, but the heart does silly things, it seems. "Uh, I. Uh." Handing over the prescription and change.

Tib grimaces just a little. "I hate that I sent you on fool's errand. My back is acting up something awful, so I ended up calling for a nurse to pick me up. They'll take me in and see if it's a pinched nerve, keep me there a few days for observation, most like." Then he leans in, conspiratorially. "But the nurses there are pretty, their other inmates play gin rummy, and I know a doc that will smuggle me dinner from the kabob shop next door." Looking rather smug about it.

A blush as she realizees that taking his hand has had a..fun effect. She's never felt very feminine but the boy seems to uhm.. like it? She hopes he likes it. What if he hates it? what if eh's freezing because it's bothering him? What if she's ruined any chance of...

thank god, Tibbs speaks and she can refocus "Need us to drop by to your house while you're gone, sir? I don't know if you have a cat or anything or fish?"

"No cat, no fish, just ol' Rover there." He gestures towards a corner where a rather beat up looking electronic floor vac hangs out. "You could come and sprinkle a little dirt for him if you wanted. He helps get the floors, I can't really sweep."

"I'll ttry to get a copy of your key and do that" She says a look to Chuck "Chuck is handlingg your snow outside so if it's okay with you, I'll handle the inside"

A laugh, his starry eyes twinkling. "I'm just pookin' fun at you, girl." Chuck blinks a bit, but takes it as "poking" and shrugs it off. Turns of phrase! Maybe it's army slang.

"But if you happened to be around, I'd gladly pay you both. Keep the sidewalks clear, and if you wanted to tidy a bit inside, you can also use the kitchen if you need a warm-me-up. I have a nice fellow who comes and does housework and mows in the warm months, but he hasn't been able to come by due to the weather." He grins, giving Gwen an excuse to come hang out with Chuck. He didn't miss the hand holding!

She looks at Chuck and her copper cheeks blush a bit (or purple a bit for those who can see her troll side)

"Is.. what do you think, Chuck?"

He nods, and daringly gives the hand a little squeeze. "It gets me out of the house, sure!"

Oh god. I'm still holding his hand. How long do you hold a hand before you become some sort of.. some sort of Hand Harlot? She's NEW to this

She's still holding my hand. She didn't pull away! It wasn't a mistake, like she was reaching for something and then bumped me and it looked weird. Or was it? What if she's trying to get away?

Blessedly, the train of thoughts are both derailed by Tibbs. "Junior, do me a solid and toss the plates in the wash? And Gwen, can you put the tea back up for me?" Surprisingly, she hasn't been asked that because it's too high - there are plenty of shelves, just... all the upper ones are empty. The Eshu may be disabled, but he's handily made his home into one that he can get around in easily.

"Oh yes, surely" She lets go of the hand.. and goes to do so.

Chuck tries not to stare at his hand, or her, and finds himself glancing into Tibb's grin - and turns a bit red. The man laughs - oh, it feels like it's been a long time since a good laugh! And just grins to Gwen when she looks. "Oh, just a funny thought."

The teens head out, and the man is picked up... but those are different parts of the story.
(end scene!)