#earthrunes

Siv is dressed in jeans, shirt and ug boots.

"Now I did just tell your husband I thought he'd look good as a purple vested pirate, so I hope that means I'm not TOTALLY ignorant. " She glances his direction

"Oh?" She glances past Siv and spots August a bit further on in the garden. Her eyes gleam with pleasure upon spotting him, but she just gives him a warm smile before turning back to the troll girl. "Perhaps not hopeless, but certainly still not using all of the tools and weapons at your disposal."

Another blinks at a form in the near distance registers.

A warm smile blooms on his own face.

"I suppose I need to..well, I can dress up strategeically, but then won't folks Know I'm trying to manipulate them? "

"Which is why you need to make it a part of your daily practice...so they'll never know when it's manipulative." A quiet conspiratorial tone.

August starts towards the ladies.

"Oh this is going to be hard. I'm a touch of a slob, lady. Specially when the winter is on me. ALso ? Dad makes these..growly sounds when I'm in the Daisy Dukes Auntie Clem gave me"

Less quiet, less conspiratlrial

Coradel gives August a welcoming look, but keeps speaking quietly with Siv as he approaches. "Nobody said you have to dress for obvious sexual provocation. There are ways to be subtle, comfortable, and alluring at the same time...but it does require care and attention to pull off. And practice. Speak to Vashti again, tell her those were my words: subtle, comfortable, and alluring." She ends with a wink as August joins them. "Hello, my love." She reaches to take his hand.

"Hello." He takes it, eyes only for her.

"A purple pirate vest, you say?" she says to Siv, appraising August's form.

BLUSH.

"And tight leather pants"

"Oh, Hello again, Baron," She bows

"Oh, you're not wrong about the tight pants." A wink to August.

"And where are you off to now, Captain?" Coradel asks, turning to look at Siv again, though her fingers are comfortably laced with August's.

STILL BLUSHING.

"Oh, well, I was thinking of returning to me home at the lodge, but I can linger here if there's a task or duty to be done?"

"Hmm. Not per se. However...Captain, I believe you have a paramour of sorts, yes?"

"Jonas, yes. He's a..well, he's a modernist and uses incredibly long words at times, but he's not a bad fellow," she smiles fondly, "I like him better when I win our fights"

"Well, considering the mortal holiday tomorrow, I am assigning you the task of romancing the young man, in the sense of helping him to feel like his most ideal self. Don't compromise yourself in doing so, but manage yourself carefully to achieve that goal." A smile. "It can be more of a challenge than it sounds."

August looks bewildered. Almost as if he hears the faint sounds of a familiar song, but not enough to place it.

Intrigued, "I, thank you Baroness. I need to plan how to do that. Your pardon, both, but may I go?"

She catches August's expression, and squeezes his fingers gently. A nod to Siv. "Of course. I hope to hear a report of your success."

"so do I," she admits with a bit of a smile, bows, and moves away muttering "Helpiing him feel like his most ideal self.. mmm HIS ideal self, not mine so..." Yes, this is going to be a challenge.

Coradel watches her go, pleased, then turns to August. "And what are you thinking, beloved?"

"I'm not sure I am." Honestly.

"Mm. We often have quite pleasant times when that's your condition," she teases, then moves closer to nuzzle her nose against his.

Okay, that focuses him.... he nuzzles back.

"How are you?"

"Lovely, of course." A smile. "The Captain can indeed spar well; we had quite a workout. And it seems that she's considering your form with an artist's eye, so her studies in art appreciation are coming along well."

He pinks. "I, ah..... "

"What were you and she talking about?"

"...if it can be shared, that is."

"Willwo.... why would I not share it with you?"

A blink. "August, I respect that there are privacies."

"Yes but...."

"Ah, ok. We spoke of Willworkers."

"She knows of them?"

"A bit. I have notes....." In his hands.

"So I see. Interesting. I wonder where she learned about them. Are there many willworkers in Rivervale?"

"My impression is that the ... incident didn't happen there."

A blink. "Oh, now you have a story to tell me."

"I do?" Puzzled.

"An incident?" She takes his arm and walks with him. "Surely a story is there."

He is happy to have her with him, heading back to the manor. He smiles as he says "Please forgive me.... I'm not sure I'm at liberty to say. She had rather more of an experience than I did."

"Oh? Interesting. And kept her memories to speak of it. I wonder why." Her Eiluned fostering may be tugging at her curiosity a bit.

"She has memories of it, now, yes."