#earthrunes

TXT: Adam, present for you in your bedroom

From?

Adam heads back to his bedroom.

The text is from Stevi She doesn't normally send texts.

Well, all the more reason to hustle back then! Adam grins with anticipation; he's enjoyed the time he's spent with Stevi. She's very talented, and their personalities seem to suit each other.

And when he opens the door to his room, he sees Stevi wearing a cowboy hat propped up on her horns, pasties and a smile "Howdy, " She grins with hunger "We've been waiting for you" Her eyes flash and he realizes Nab is inside Stevi

Adam SMILES. "Well sorry to keep you waiting!" he steps inside and closes the door. "Ladies, I'm all yours."

"Goody" the voice is harmonic

And YANK.. onto the bed he is pulled

(Fade to ... who knows? Talks about Plato)

And Sir Bachdion seeks out August

He is at work in the library!

"Ah, Sir August, how are you young man?" He asks

"Sir." August rises and nods. "I'm very well, thank you. Yourself?"

"Not so good, my friend, not so good" He sighs "Have a moment?"

"Of course." August is immediately concerned and solicitous. "Shall I bring Coradel?"

"Please, sit."

"Actually, if she's available, most definitely"

August nods and goes to seek and bring Coradel; he arranges for refreshments as well, and asks one of his squires (the first he can find) to stand by in case they are needed.

It's almost stunning how quickly Coradel appears as August seeks her out.

And soon enough he is escorting her back to where Sir Bachdion awaits. "Teacher-mine?" she greets the satyr with a questioning tone. "There's a problem?"

August murmurs "Ensure privacy, please." to his squire and closes the door softly to join Bachdion and Coradel.

"My word, August. Now summon her single satyr loving sister" Sir Bachdion bows

"Who?" mildly alarmed.

"Twas a jest, or perhaps a wish" He smiles and winks at Coradel neverminding she has shown some appreciation for satyrs herself

A fond smile to the satyr. "If I had a sister to send your way, I surely would." She pours him a glass of wine from what has been provided.

"...if she were willing," she amends for August's behalf.

"Now, what is going on?"

Then he sobers "Yes, there are matters that I should bring up. Regarding Lesley o' Connel"

A puzzled look, first to Bachdion and then August.

"Minerva's mortal mother."

"Ahh." She pours a glass for herself, and makes sure August has a glass of cold water.

"Thank you." he murmurs, listening.

"Is the woman safe?"

"Yes. " He says "Currently she's been in the hospital for safety and so forth but the time is getting where she will be returning to the apartment I have on loan to meet her daughter"

Coradel sighs. "Well...I believe I mentioned to her that getting on well with her host's family will likely prove a benefit in the long run."

August exhales, nods. "Coradel, do you think she is ready to leave the 'Hold and meet with her mother?"

"Sir, is it possible she could visit the apartment in advance? Perhaps there are belongings that might help her remember, or just help her understand who Minerva was."

"I shall need to speak with the Seer before I can say. I've been meaning to speak with him at any rate. Apparently there are issues of accusations I need to resolve."

"That's not a bad plan," Coradel nods to August. "If nothing else, she'll be able to fake familiarity."

"Distance may help." August points out.

Bachdion scratches his chin "There are other factors, and options, but I hestitate to mention"

"And yes, she's welcome to visit the apartment and feel around"

"You hesitate, Teacher-Mine? That doesn't sound like you."

"Bachdion, you are among friends." August says gently.

"True" he says "I am quite capable of making Lesley VERY distracted... enchanting her, learning her every sexual fantasy, and granting it- Even then the enchantment fades, she will, if I muse her right, have a secret smile that will be hers long after her hair is shock white or silver all through"

Coradel looks pleased. "I can think of far worse fates."

Predictably, August looks a little uncomfortable.

Coradel's smile fades a bit. "August, wouldn't it be a kindness? She's lost her daughter, and even though she might not know it, she may sense it. Wouldn't this be a bit of consolation to carry her on?"

"It is because of ..well, Truthbranch sensibilities that i felt I should come to you before proceeding. I Know, it's all too easy to imagine , as the Unseelie moments peek close, of even subconcious taking advantage of her... but as Coradel says, I mean this as a kindness"