#bergen_county

BOTH trolls blush at that talk, but Siv does look pleased, and Jonas is definitely purpler. "I ah..." He stammers

"Oh my god, you reduced him to monosyllables. You're amazing, Piper," A flash of a memory "In more one way...the whip cream was delicious thank you," Then a look at Jonas, "Look, Jonas...I already pulled the elder card on Piper never mind that old souls make it hard to gauge somethings. And she already apologized for being jazzed up by some glamour... and now you've apologized for being soooo seductive. You were fantastic in the sack. You really were." A blush "Thought you'd near burst me open... but we clearly all chose what we chose. I'm.. not even jealous, and that's.. that's very untrollish. But being untrollish is typical for me"

"Point is," Siv goes on, "I was worried about how folks would judge... well, forget it. What we did was not wrong, or wicked nor evil...a nd not one of us needs to apologize anymore. There are precautions and risks of consequnces etc, but the act itself? I remember enough to know it was wild and wonderful and.." A blink, "Jonas, did you .. use your shape changing during that?"

Jonas blushes "I cheat. When unseelie. You see.. size changing magics can be over all or..specific."

"It's dishonorable, I know" He says, ready to apologize all over again.

Siv covers his mouth with a hand and looks at Piper, "Do you mind him 'cheating?'"

MmmPH? Confused guy troll

"Ohhhh, THAT explains why I'm so sore...." A wicked grin, and another luxurious stretch. "I don't see it as a cheat, if everyone wins..." Pragmatically!

Siv nods at Jonas "There we go." She lifts her hand. "Stop. Apologizing."

"Affirmative," He says...trying to decide if he's feeling irked or amused by this treatment, but he settles on amused.

Siv turns to Piper, "How out and about do you want to be about this? I admit, I do want to keep it..quiet. Not because I am ashamed, but because, love my folks, but they will stress. However, they can deal if they have to."

She runs a hand through her messy curls, and taps a foot thoughtfully. "Well... a better question may be... was this a samhain, one and done? Or... do you want to explore something more... ongoing?"

Siv admits "Well, I've certainly needed this. I .. don't either one of you to feel like rebound guy girl. But.. I needed to weep for.. someone and move on. I did. But.. whether to continue or not...." She looks very tempted.

She adds, "It doesn't need to be a decision now... or even anything formal, or anything so solid sounding as a title... I'm also okay, with, maybe... keeping options open?"

A smile at both of them.

Jonas says "It doesn't feel right playing two different girls at the same time. Normally I would ask a lady for dinner or..." then Piper gives her thought "Open, welll... ah.."

"Oh, so you're a player?" She gives Jonas a teasing grin. "Who's to say it's not Siv gaming us both?"

Siv grins, "I like that. Siv the sly! Siv the seductive..."

"Siv the mildly full of herself" Jonas says

Siv shuts him up, this time with a kiss, savoring, then pulls back, and gives Piper one as well.

When that parts, she says "Piper is right, this doesn't have to be settled 'now'. But we should go, or we're going to have a hard time leaving. And families are probably wondering where we are"

"Ah, yeah... I could use a cup of coffee. Or some juice, maybe. Always good to keep hydrated! Though, maybe we can hit up a diner? Early morning breakfast at the lodge might open up those questions before you're ready."

"I get the feeling that others might have had a late night as well. Based on the way that they shooed us from the house, I think the Wayburton's would understand me coming home a little tardy." A mischievous grin.

"A diner is fine" Jonas says "I'll buy."

And, she accompanies them! ...after finding her clothes, that is.

It takes a bit.. they were flung far and wide, but found they are... and off to a diner they go.

(End scene)

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The house is small , simple... and a bit boxy

The woman almost leaps off the bike before he stops... and just in time as a bus pulls up to drop off a boy

Frank stands off the bike and watches closely.

They boy comes off, 'Mom... " He looks over at Frank, "you're dating bikers now?" THe boy looks 8ish

Frank keeps his respectful distance, but watches.

"No" She laughs "The ah..car had a flat and this nice man is helping..." SHe eyes her son, "You notice anything odd about him?"

He looks over, "Nope."

"Anything odd about your mom?" She touches her ear tip

He snickers, "Only that you're acting funny."

She is confused all right. HOw come her son can't see this?

"Miss Washington... I'd like a word or two, when you're ready."

"Yes, go on inside" She unlocks the door, "I'll be in shortly"

And the boy goes in.. She turns and says "Frank.." Lowering her voice "Sir Frank? how is it my son doesn't SEE all this?"

"He can't. Most people can't. Wynette, you are, I think, a Piskie. You are Fae. You live on and in the Dreams of mortals around you. Their imagination, their hope. You can be destroyed by that which is Banal, hopeless, tedious."

"I'm Fae, like a fairy? like.. tinkerbell?"

"Not exactly, but not unlike. There are things you need to know, to survive. Do you want to live?"

The piskie looks up, "Was that a threat? Do I need to grab my taser?"

Well, up and UP

"Not a threat. A fact. You can arm yourself if you wish."

"I don't.. argh. FIne. I don't know what's going on," Wynette says "Except it feels..proper, even though I know it's insane. Yes, of course I want to live."

Frank nods. "Can your son stay alone for a bit?"

"He's an eight and a half year old boy. If we're talking 15 minutes, maybe.. if wer'e talking hours, I'll be lucky if he doesn't decide to make a huge mess or whatever"