#earthrunes

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Kylie fumes. Naturally talented they said. Perhaps past life expertise poking through. It's in your kith!

All she knows is that she wants to make jewelry more than sex, not just jewelry, GOOD jewelry, the best, beauty that will make hearts catch!

"This shit looks like a 10 year old made it" She looks at her efforts!

Agincourt eyes the work "Talented ten year old though."

Kylie gives her mentor a withering look. It bounces right off. Irritating

"I thought nockers were the best at this?" Kylie says "Crafting."

"You do remember I'm a boggan right?" The Grump says "Stop your belly aching. You said you did this sort of thing at camp for a week and really liked it, when you were younger. Yes, Nockers say they are the best. And they're talented no doubt, but they also work hard for mastery. Look at your 'shit'" She points "This is a few days after and you're already acting like you never forgot that week."

"Should have seen my first catapult," Betty says nearby "Looked like a tinker toy."

then betty mutters "And might have landed a boulder on someone's she-shed"

Kylie says "I think I got the wrong kith! I'm a social person. I like people, parties, and such. Can I trade?"

"No you can't trade!" Betty says offended

"Also you're not fooling anyone," Dame Agincourt says "I've seen you practicing when you think no one is around. Crafting makes you happy. It's okay, you can still go to parties. In fact, you can show your work off at parties pretty easily. Sadly, the Fiona aren't crazy when I enter a banquet on a battering ram. Now that was a dougal party" A happy sigh

Kylie cheers up a bit "That's.. true. Jewelry might be in big demand around here." Suddenly the idea of her jewelry, not just on her own wrists and necklace but on those of others around here, comes to mind.

As she day dreams, her hands work smoothly. She worries they're too nobby at the knuckles now, but Betty snorted at that ("They won't be looking at your hands, Legs") but for the moment, that vanity is gone, replaced by another pride. And without stressing, two almost bronze age looking ear rings are forming.

Honoria smiles and exchanges a knowing look with the other two 'mentors'. Kylie's a stubborn woman, but if she can learn not to fight the creative flow in her, nor try to push it too hard, she'll be fine. Agincourt nods back. Betty goes back to scratching out that blueplan she has as homework for Agincourt

Not bad.

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Bigger than curiousity, with longer legs, the wild cat ("Rowrr, I'm wild") enters the library even as a certain Librarian is getting ready to head to Nepal

Eyebrows lift. "Hello, there."

It seems the cat has walked into a... spider party?

Thirteen tiny plates, with a piece of popcorn on each.

Darn it. Her superstealthy moves take developing. She scoots back

,then peeks in. Popcorn? And spiders

Thirteen candles lit.

how..odd

Thirteen very dead roses.

1122 might be a touch jealous, but this is a day for the sisters.

"You must be Miss Zing. If you wish to change, you may take your discretion behind a bookshelf."

Cautiously, shyly, she walks to the book shelf, but is still in view.

Zara turns her back to the pooka.

Ah yes, tea. Cups to pour.

Mmm rich dark oak. She puts her paws against the wood. And considers. By the time Zara looks back to see if the pooka is changed, she might catch Zing with front paws up high and in a good position to dig in

Hissssssss.

Zip, out of the library with truly impressive speed

Then a voice "Wouldn't think of it"

"It would be terribly rude, aye. Now, would you care to join our little celebration?"

Zing peeks in. Oh she looks lovely, even in mortal form there's a pattern along her skin to enchanted eyes... mostly about the neck but a diamond at the brow, and yes, ears and tail " Ah, what are you celebrating? It's too early for Kwanzaa"

"Quite a bit early, aye. But today is a day of great fortune - tis Friday the Thirteenth."

"Ah, well, that would explain the parades in the streets" She says

"Not everyone appreciates it. Tea? And... I believe I have some fresh petit fours..." A touch uncertain on that.

"Tea is horrible stuff," She sits takes a seat , a spider free one, and looks at a spider "So, how's the dating scene here?" She seems to be asking the spider "Asking for a friend"

Oh, Septa has Opinions! However, Zing might not understand morse code...

"Pussy cat, pussy cat,
What can I do?
There's no cup and saucer,
There's no tea for you."

Bronte lands on the back of a chair and stretches out to sniff at Zing.

Zing stares at Bronte, and her mouth opens in shock and then...

"SQUEEEE! She's so precious!" Hug the bookwyrm

Zara winces a bit at the exclamation. Loud!

Bronte, however, laps up the attention.

"When the tea is brought at five o'clock
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes
Is suddenly purring there."