#darkgatefortress

"I guess you found the one who fits the slipper, Prince Charming!" she laughs.

"Yes, " he grows sober "You're not going to do that in front of any other guys are you? I only say this beczause I think I would go insanely jealous "

"Well...." A deep breath. "Something's telling me these are going to feature prominently on Samhain, no matter what I plan." She kicks her heels playfully as he still holds her up. "But...yeah, I think these will be primarily for you and me."

"Then, I make a gift of them to you" He says with easy generosity "And thanks for understanding" A kiss behind her ear "That was... wow, that was a turn on. Did you have fun?"

"I did." She nibbles on his neck. "And I'd kinda like to have more fun...but I think you have duty. And I should get back to Rivervale. I left kind of suddenly."

A hungry sigh and he lowers her with trollish willpower "Good thing I'm Not a satyr right now or I think I'd make up some story about interrogating you for another hour"

A laugh. "Interrogating me? For what crime, may I ask?"

"Public distraction" A grin

"I plead guilty as sin," she whispers and she claims a kiss.

And she gets it, and extra with change, and.. it may turn into a make out session again before he parts "Ok. REALLY need to let you go now" Does not want to. "Visit you this weekend maybe?"

"Ohhhh, I like that idea. It's a date." A final kiss, and then she gets properly dressed....and makes sure to take the shoes with her.

He watches her go and admires every step

As she goes out, one Pooka girl sees her and smiles "We'll send you the archives"

She pauses at the door and looks back to give him a flirty wink before going out into the hallway to face the gauntlet.

A wince, but also a grin. "Highlight the best parts for me?"

'Ha" The pooka girl gives a thumbs up before attending to her duties

Sylvi's blush is definitely there, but...honestly? She's got a little bit of strut, too.

Others either didn't hear her or act like they didn't

Smiles and "mornings!" to those she sees, and then she...suddenly realizes she needs to get home. "Ahhh...can I get a ride?" she asks somewhat lamely.

Wudlig says "You kidding? Gives me a chance to vsiit Gerd again. yeah." He nods. His vehicle easily doing 200 MPH with veiling

"You rock, Wudlig, thanks!"

"Yeah, thanks." he says as they load up, "Gerd is currently okay right? I mean, does she talk about me often?" Ah, to be younger by a year and so immature again

"I'm not sure I should say....." Sylvi hesitates, smiling.

"Oh yeah, sorry sorry" He says "Part of how it works. I"ll pine a furking bit... write letters like she died or more like I died without her. She'll like that.." Hopeful as they load into the vehicle

"Boy, have you got her number." She's quiet for a few miles. "I can tell you that she really, really, really likes that treasure box."

He beams "Thanks, Sylvi. you're all right" And they drive

"Glad you came to visit, Colton always is in a great mood when he sees you"

"He is?" She beams. A pause. "So...he talks about me?"

"Hell he writes letters to..." And he clamps down "I mean.. yeah."

"Wait, what? Letters to who?"

"Uh, I shouldn't say" He says uncomfortable "I stumbled onto it"

"And I ain't no pisher gonna gossip" He adds

A blink. "Um...yes you are, because otherwise I'll let Gerd know just how worried you were about whether or not she talks about you, which would put a dent in your cool."

His mouth opens "You're a mean one," A grumble "Fine. He writes letters to you. It's like a diary. He writes letters he never sends. Letters no one sees. When he's feeling overwhelmed I guess?"

"Oh." A pause. "Wow." Another pause. "Wait, how do you know this?"

"I know where they're hidden" he says "And you can say what you want to Gerd, I can't tell you where. That would be violating my crafter's honor"

"Your crafter's honor, huh?" A look. "You made something for him to hide them in," she deduces.

"It's my Banner House's specialty."

A smile. "That's really sweet. Okay, I won't pester for more. Just...does it seem to help him? Writing the letters?"

"Yeah. I mean, he's not the sort to do shit when it doesnt work. When a troll doesn't see something as a waste of time, it usually isn't. Not to him anyway. Don't be pissed at him. He's a friend, and he's stunned to be a storm so young."

"Why would I be pissed at him? I think it's...well...it's kind of surprising, but I really kind of like that he does it."

"Well... some girls might see it less than macho"

A grin, and she watches the scenery go by as she says, "There is nothing un-manly about Colton."

"Yeah. He's butch" the nocker does agree in his kith's way

A bit further along, she says, "She does talk about you. Now and then."

"Yeah?" he beams "Thanks. I... she's amazing you know? She's the sort of girl that... well, she's nice, but you don't futz with her."

"Yeah."

"Um...Wudlig...not a threat or anything, but...don't hurt her, okay? She's been hurt. It was pretty bad."

"Yeah" He scowls "I heard, but no one will tell me who done it. I promise, I'd leave holes in the box and feed him now and then" The eyes in the mask flicker

"Yeah, and that's why nobody will tell you."