#baronyofthesilverwolf

He follows

'Gertrude' is a scooter that is at least twice Thistle's mortal age - possible two or three scooters, bodged together into one, and then airbrushed in a bold rainbow of swirls, paisleys, and geometric shapes.

"Huh" He looks over it, "You frakenscootered.... " He says "Can I take a look at the ennginne?"

"Sure!" Beaming with pride. "It's still a work in progress, but she can run on gas or cooking oil...."

"I love it when it smells like fries"

"Plus, you can get it for cheap."

"Furkin A.. use something like that for my Chariot/Carriage"

"Yeah?"

Chime! Nevers never quite go away.

"Sure, check this baby out" he shows the main drive way to... where a pumpkin cariage out of cinderella stands, admittedly with a steampunk factor

"Dude!"

"Is that thing even street legal?" She gets up close to inspect it!

"That's why it Veils" A smirk "I can hit 200 MPH easy cruise, and folks donn't remember it"

"Veil... Veiled Eyes? Chicanery, right?"

"I can't do magic yet."

"It'll come "

"Yeah. I hope soon! Arty can already see th'furkin future."

A brow lift over the mask "Sooth say doesnn't actualy SEE the future, bu it can ask fate nicely for a kinnder one"

"No, Arty gets visions..." She pokes at things!

"They sound like his own private movies, really. But, like, David Lynch ones."

"Huh.. never heard of that before" He opens the hood of his vehicle "Check it. This migght look familar.. and smells like fries"

"Bio-diesel is the future!"

"Yeah, I don't want New York State to go tropical"

"Nah, I like having seasons."

"Seriously... furkin climate change denying bone heads out there. HOW are we supposed to Science if they wreck the world where we keep our workshops?"

"What about the Dreaming?"

"The Dreamingg's immense, beyond our full undersanding, but we'rre changgelings, part mortal... we can only exist in JUST it for so longg. Otherwise we can go bedlam, whackadoo for changelinggs only worse"

"Gladiola said I'm not allowed to see it yet."

"Gladiola? OH yeah talked to her... She's not wrong...Saining makes you sable"

Stable*

"I don't feel unstable." She harrumphs.

"Fine.. how about this... you're not tempered right yet"

"So... more fragile?"

"And the pressure of the drreaming could crack ya" A nod

"That makes sense."

"Yup. Look onn the bright side. This art gguy, he's a fledge too, right?"

"So.." he goes on "When you both get named, you got a quest buddy. One who gets it"

"Art and I popped at the same time. He's a sidhe."

"Sidhe? mmm his title may affect things... bu yeah...nockers can work with them... though they don't always see we're right"

"Ha!"

"I mean, they're also flawless. Like, you can just stare at'm..."

"You're talking to an ugly guy, trust me, I notice... thing you got to remember their beauty doesn't mean they're good or bad, but does mean you'll be influenced. Even if just a bit"

"But beauty matters."

"Oh shit yeah, if it didn't... sidhe wouldn't have much of a birthrigght would tthey? You furking remember that... the Dreaming made us, and somehow, it thinks Beauty is as poweful as a troll's strong arm, ourr ability to craft swords that cut between atoms, or a redcap's bite. Beauty is a power. " A smile "it's also my favorite part of the Seelie code... Beauty is life"

"This is an unseelie hold, though."

"Oh yeah, fine by me... Passion before Duty fits"

"We're proud of it." Chin lift!

The Journeyman nods "wasn't an insult. Duty can be seen as Tedium, coloring in the lines .. someone ELSE's idea of what has to be made. Passion, passion can set you to throw away any line you didn't draw and let you get YOUR dream out"

"...yeah. The Baron, he says I should make what I want."

"Baron sounds smart to me"