#ccsemberclub

For a moment, the power in the place blinks.... and CC puts something back in her purse.. a little paranoia goes a long way, as s he heads into EBG's office. "Good looking, I just hit a EMP local that is... hope you have your computer stuff saved?"

This to William at his desk

He looks up, both excited and alarmed, as she enters. "Cal... Miss CC? I was working the old fashioned way, on paper."

"Thank goodness...just getting rid of a few bugs planted here in a way that would throw him off... " She looks pleased with something, "Now he'll think we just had a situation all over...ready to exchange some notes?"

"I... yes, yes..." He gathers his papers, organizes them, collects a notepad. He watches her come in and get settled as he does.

"What did you learn of the Aesin?"

"Beyond the basics of the House, <<Stuff learned from Osmund>>"

"the layout itself? Oh my that ..means we don't have to risk ourselves. Good..."

"Essential." He says simply.

"Well, lover... I have here," She hands him a list, "The names of the Balor in question who want the Hold."

His eye flares hopefully, then he looks at the list. "Not the only copy?"

"Balor plural, that is..about three names. Apparently a baroness lost her holding in Tijuana, as you know. There were further set backs...they had some nocker working on a project to make a pontial hold made of textiles if you can believe that... but that plan fell through when she was liberated... in short, it's been a bad year for Balor."

"And I have a copy ...one other. Hidden."

"Mmm..." Looking at the list. "I have thoughts about that thing in Tijuana, yes. A hold out of -textiles-? By -nockers?- All Balor are insane...." Muttered as he reads and thinks.

"Well then... Would it work to have all three contenders set up to fight Aesin and each other over the place?"

"Well, apparently that one was more hypothetical..." Speaking of the woven hold, "But the nocker that might have been able to pull it off is out of their grip. Lucky her. And unforutnately, the three balor on the list are more or less united...for now. We might be able to change that. I was thinking... if the Balor have a treasure vanish and end up in an Aesin hold... a treasure that used to belong to the Aesin anyway... what do you think might happen?"

"They would go more insane than usual. Jealousy, greed, possessiveness, affronted rage..."

"I like it."

"I think it can be arranged," She says pleased, "Are you above planting something in the boggan gossip mill when the time is right?"

He laughs. "Of course not! I'll see if I can work a pooka angle as well; in the minds of some, they are almost as skilled as we are."

"Well, I've found them hard to work with, they never quite tell the lies you want them too.." She pouts then winks, "But you have a more deft hand than I in some ways."

The light in his eye flares. "I... I will do everything I can."

"We will do everything we can," She twines fingers in his, "If we do this right, we will turn sidhe versus sidhe.. save a commoner hold, and send the Shadow Court a message that my services are done... all in one swoop. We we fail...well, then we run for it...and I have the man I love on the lam with me. Terribly uncomfortable but terribly romantic."

He looks down at their fingers, then back up to her green eyes, his own brown eye burning. "How do we proceed?"

"Good question... a lot depends on a source I have spying on the balor for the location of said treasure. We may have to steal something ourselves. "

"I have some skills in theft; what is the setting?"

"For their whining, the Balor do have some holdings still... they just want more. How do you feel about Ireland?"

He brightens. "I feel very well indeed."

"Good, because if my source can confirm it, we're going there.... turns out there were vikings in Ireland more than once...and with them came at least one Aesin treasure, though the mortals may not have known what they had. Frankly, if it werent' for the description of an owl design on it... I'd assume it rightly belonged to the trolls"

He grins rakishly. "Pirates."

"I like pirates...I think its the one eyed angle" A wink

He pulls her close, into a desperate kiss.

And she gives it , deeply and happily, and trying to share her courage even as she relies on him for a great deal of her own

He pulls on her, drawing her close.

and she falls into his arms...

...and onto the couch, together....

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