#earthrunes

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August is heading towards his lesson, only to have Stevi trot behind him "Hey, Sir August?"

A bit of a jolt, and he turns. "Yes? Troubadour Stevi, how can I help you?"

"Well shoot," she says with a smile, "I was wondering a few things. Are you hoping to take your lady into that private ivy walled area that's sprouted up in the garden? And would you like me to be nearby so the gift of pan can help grease the wheels? there or any other room for that matter. This being a Fiona hold, I figured you and she might like to keep things fresh"

He... goggles.

"Ah. Well. No?" Throat clear. "That is, I... there's an ivy-walled area in the garden? We, ah, no, thank you the Gift is... not... needed." Another throat clear "We're... ah, fresh."

"Well, dandy!" She beams, "Nothing better than a nice refreshing. Any songs you're gonna want added to my list? I hear you might like Gospel. "

"Ah, well, no. Thank you." He smiles. "I am enjoying learning more about your style."

"Thank you, but you are a hard one to get to know if I may say" A wink

"Oh," she says "Maybe you can help me with something else?"

"Certainly, if I can."

"I'm looking for Sir Bachdion. Apparently he's looking for lady volunteers as an educational assistant? Do you know where I can find him? "

His expression... freezes. "I... no." Throat clear. "I am not sure where he is right now."

"No worries, I'll find him" She takes off her hat and shakes her hair with a smile, horns on display "And it isn't a must do , if I don't see him today I'll find him tomorrow. If you see him tell him I was looking for him?"

"I will."

"Thanks, you are a gentleman and a hottie," A wink and she sashays off, hips swaying.

August.... looks away and carries on to his lesson.

Bachdion sees the room he's got to go open, an attractive female wilder troll he has not met before strides out, "Thank you, Sir Bachdion. I'll consider it." And , not noticing August, heads down the hall.

"Sir?" from behind.

OOC: DId he just call the lady troll or did he go into the room? 🙂

OOC No, sorry, I thought Bachdion was going down the hall. He's going to his lesson.

BIC: As he enters the room to see Bachdion, he sees the grump satyr smiling and going over a list, "If she's willing to wear skimpy opera gear we're onto something"

August clears his throat.

"Oh August, is it that time already? Sorry I fell behind. Come in, come in. And tell me, any kith that revs you a bit more than others, all other things being considered?"

"Sorry, sir, I could come back." He hesitates. "None?"

"Come in, close the door."

He does.

"Now, August, I happen to know for a fact you at least like sidhe. "

"Well. Yes?"

"So no other women of any other kith would be in your Swimsuit imaginated magazine if you had one?"

A long, red, pause. "I'm sorry, Sir.... what are you referring to?"

"It's a magazine, starts out blank, but if you put glamour in it, it creates images of the women you feel attracted to, or men, and puts them in swimsuits and alluring poses. Not surprised you haven't heard of them, not exactly part of a typical fae library. Pardon, I should have used some other comparison, but if you had one and used, it would be only sidhe?"

A long, even agonized pause. "What would it matter?"

"If you don't mind, as your mentor I'll be the one using the Socratic method. Please answer the question"

His grey eyes are sharpish. "Is this... idea... satyr-created, then?"

A sigh "you're doing it again"

"Sorry?"

"Answering a question with a question instead of giving me an answer."

"I don't.... I want Coradel. That's all."

"In the past... There were others." Soft and quiet.

"But I do not have them here."

He raises a brow, "And it's great that you do but..." he pauses "And ...did you find the others alluring? Very nice to look at at least?"

A shrug.

"WhatI remember... "

Nothing.

"Do you remember what kiths at least some of those others were? And if so, which were they?"

Reluctantly...."I do. Some. Eshu. Clurichaun."

"Ah, thank the Dreaming. Thank you. You see, I may need a new assistant as Leonora has some duties, so I've been putting out feelers"

He pales....

"With out naming names " He explains "i'm not just looking for pretty women, but discrete ones"