#ccsemberclub

"Mm. Thoughts about how to correct their thinking?"

"Perhaps euphoria when they act certain ways"

He nods slowly. "That could work, perhaps planting a tendency to those ways? 'Try it, you'll like it....' and then they do?"

"Leaving a seed to Germinate"

"Subtle, without direct compulsion."

"They can, after all, still make choices."

"Mmm...." still nodding " And what of the others? Their compatriots."

"A growing dislike, a budding enemity"

"Hm." he frowns "I suppose, that might be the best we can do. In a perfect world, our two here would infect all the others."

"Aye...."

"That ... might be possible" A thought "The time affinity used as a conditional... interesting"

"Aye? Possibly."

"Zara, the problem is a fade rate and a possible choke point in the spread at successful resistence. Any suggestions on how to get others to lower their guard and have it stay only in that group?"

The boggan has steepled his fingers and taps his index fingers against his plump lips.

"I suppose the most direct route would be to address each individually. Although, that would be time consuming."

"Exactly... mmm could turn them both into women and have them fail to notice and refuse to believe it"

"Wouldn't last long though" Wry

"But you can make them believe they are women, without physical change."

"Oh yes, quite" Mmm

"Hm." he pulls out the phones and starts scrolling though; any mention of a group get together?

Why yes, in 3 days

"Ah. Excellent." he shows the ladies "We treat these two now, let them loose among the group, and then find them here and then."

"We might be able to observe and cast at the group meeting. Pick them off."

"Are they potlucking or catering?"

Emerson looks over, oh hey looks like a barbeque

Yes, potluck a part of it

"Oh my...." his voice is plumy and rich with dark delight.

"Some kind of dastardly dessert?"

"Oh my, this is right up your alley, darling. Yes, Zara, excellent catch!"

"Now this, yes, this I can certainly cause some mischief with."

"Now, tying a cantrip to cooking is a bit outside my own studies, but it certainly has the elements of a good bunk... and, well, excellent fairy-tale precedent."

She checks the notes "Oh dear, looks like the wifeys will be bringing potulck and 'serving'" A snort "I'm fine if that's geniunely a woman's love language"

"But In this case the fellows seem to think it's the natural order"

"A disguise may be in order, nu?"

"It would not be my first time." he murmurs, amused.

"But still, a chance for all due chaos seems to have been laid upon a silver platter."

"And we almost overlooked it, thank you, Kitten," PLeased "Ideas and opportunity found"

"I shall have to keep an eye on the fallout." Amused.

"Oh, we'll keep you informed." he promises.

"Indeed, would be rude not to" A smile

A smile. "Ah, you are most excellent friends."

"And certainly know how to throw a party."

3 people is clearly a party by sluagh standards.

"Why thank you." sincerely,

"So kind" Pleased

"Now!" he rubs his hands together briskly "For these two. Dearest?"

Zara steeples her fingers, interested in watching CC work.

CC takes out a bit of dross, lint? And sprinkles it over the men, then hums a song, layering art over art...while they sleep

William's expression is one of smug pride.

The sluagh tilts her head, watching not the satyress, but the magic.