#brightwindsbarony

Nessa bites her lip a little, and continues filling up the kit in front of her. "I feel stupid, and naive. I mean, I'm not a little kid to just think that everyone is going to be my friend. And even little kids know about 'stranger danger'. I guess I got complacent from everyone here being so..." A vague gesture. "You know, you're all welcoming, and kind... I know that villains exist in your world, I've heard more than enough about the old Baron. I guess without a black cape and a twirled mustache, it wasn't obvious enough to me that a sweet-sounding satyr lady could be one, too."

"Most satyrs are decent enough folks, a bit ...hedonistic at times" Bix says "But decent, but every kith has their rat bastards too I'm afraid."

"Truly, Nessa, you're not a little kid, but you are a fledge. And it is normal for folks to treat you as younger than you are during his peariod. They are supposed to answer questions, open up to you, and guide you. We have, I suppose, encouraged your trust. Do not blame yourself too much"

That from Otha

"Is it safe for Mom to be out acting as the cheese in a trap? She's a fledge, too... even if a lot of this seems to come more easily to her."

"Safe is a relattive term" Otha says "Those who come as grumps have more experience so often get coddled less"

"Also, try being a 16 year old kid telling a 41 year old executive to pipe down" Bix smiles

"However," Otha adds "The brothers are alert, and coordinated. Good fighters. She's in good hands. Though in truth, she's often as confused as you are. She's better at masking it. Remember her outburst at the party?"

A wince. "I'm surprised that folk have let us forget it."

"Boggans are gossips but not mean ones. They will not rub your faces in evenn if they talk over it at laundry time," Bix gives a thin grin "Besides, we're still learning about your kith"

"Perhaps folk should get rumours about how we're stubborn, recalcitrant, rude and rough-mannered, not to mention the barnyard smell. Then maybe they'd be less focused on seeking us for their... menageries or whatever it is they want." She says, a touch wryly.

"It's your own fault for using Soap" Bix says straight faced

Otha rolls her eyes

Nessa stifles a giggle. "Thank you, both. I can't say I'm happy that mom is out there, but... I can't see her sitting at home after all this, either. What's my dad up to? Does he know she's out there? I know he's been working on some sort of training, too, but not the details..."

"Your father isn't a happy camper about your mom doinng this but I suspect he's not making a stink in front of others about it," Otha says "Rather he's been putting other skills to use. He knows these lands well, particularly the wilds, and has mentioned where folks might try to smuggle Centaurs out if they avoid the main roads."

"I've been meaning to ask him about the magic he's learning... but I also haven't wanted to badger him about schoolwork when he's done for the day." A small smile.

"Pester away , your dad will probably be pleased to have a teen girl who still wants to talk to him" Bix smirks "Even on the farm wilders tend to dread long conversations with their dads"

"We've always been close." She shrugs with a smile. "When all you have is each other, it just works out that way."

"He's a good man," Otha agrees, "He might make a fine magician in some of the natural magics himself one day"

"Natural magics? Like, nature? Earth, water... captain planet stuff?" A small smile. "Does he get a special ring?"

Bix laughs

Otha looks confused "Primal I think"

A soft chuckle at Otha's confusion. "Sorry, that was a reference from something I watched as a kid."

"Oh, was it good?" She asks

"It was silly.. but had a good theme. A group of kids gathered together and granted powers to control different primal aspects of the earth, to fight against those who would pollute and defile."

"Not a bad dream" Otha says "I detest litterbugs."

"Turn them into buzzards and let them clean up roadkill for a time." She suggests with a smile.

"HA, would that I could, but a nice idea" The Aesin grins

"Oh.. shoot. That reminds of the oher thingg I was working on" Bix says "Need to get back to it"

"What's that? Can I help?" Nessa carefully finishes her last kit, pushing it aside.

"How are you with Cars and trucks?" He asks

She laughs. "Okay, I'll go up on the balcony instead. I can get some fresh air up there without going out."

"What Bix isn't telling you is that in some of his free time he's been working on adaptingg a vehicle to be more comfortable for Centaurs" Otha says

"Otha, that was supposed to be a surprise" Bix says

"Oh please, you were just lookingg for an excuse to tell them anyway" THe Aesin sniffs

She blinks in surprise. "Oh! Well, that's something! I suppose... it's better than a horse trailer, which is what I thought we might need to use for a road trip." A grin.

"So far it's.. ah, kind of a microbus" A blush "With LARGE windows" Yes, Bix is purple

Nesse BEAMS! "That sounds wonderful! We used to go on vacation in an RV... it's not comfortable any more, really, but I have fond memories of our road trips." Whatever causes the troll discomfort seems to be lost on Nessa.

"Well, this has.. minimal seating for two leggers" He says "but more room for you guys. It's not ready yet. With in the month I'm hoping if I can get all the parts"

She reaches over and gives him a quick hug. "Thank you. That's above and beyond being my mentor."

"Well heck" He blushes "What Otha isn't saying is, even though she sucks for cars, she's helped with some of the financing"

"Tacky of you to menntion it, DeBuke" Otha huffs

Otha also gets a hug - And a kiss on the cheek! Before the sidhe can escape such undignities.

She looks terribly put upon

Her two mentors seem to have adopted a frenemy stance that would be worthy of much amusement, if they both didn't protest so

An inward smile. She's become very fond of them both. "Let me know if you need a guinea pig, Mister Bix. Until then, maybe we can go over that history you were teaching me, Dame? If it's okay with you, we can study on the balcony."

"Of course" Otha says and they do go to the balcony to study.