#earthrunes

He unobtrusively observes Veronica as well. "Oh... thank you Steward. The cocoa looks very nice."

Delores says "Cocoa for you as well, Baroness?"

“Perhaps with a touch of whiskey? Schnapps? Rum?” Vince turns a corner. “I heard there was a new visitor....” a new LADY visitor...

"Hello Vince."

"Yes, Delores, thank you." Then a beaming smile for Vince. "Clever beast."

"I think my kith was lost," Veronica says. She is beautiful, not as much as a sidhe "I have memories that aren't mine, they faded a little, but I still remember the worship, the placatating by the banks.. how abusive husbands were unwise to come close to the waters where my sister and..."

"Vince, this is Veronica, our newest arrival."

She eyes Vince and says "Oh, lovely hair" And she strokes her own "Is he another..ah.. pucka?"

“Verrrrrrrronica.” He gives her a polite nod courtly bow. “We are always welcoming those at the latter end of the alphabet, though my lovely librarian holds Court at the end.”

Delores looks at Vince "mmph. I know what you Like, Vince" but it's fond, and she goes off to get hot cocoa like folks wish

Coradel listens and nods slowly at the notion of vengeance against the abusive. She gives August a glance of oh I like this one.

"Yes, Vince is a pooka. You may sometimes have difficulty understanding his meaning...or you might not." A little shrug.

August's expression is more reserved; not disapproving but cautious.

“Has someone wronged thee, fair Veronica?”

A bit of a sharp glance at Vince. "A little personal for a first meeting, perhaps?" A gentle reproval.

Then to Veronica, "Vince despises those who would harm women, as well."

"I would hope we all do." a murmur.

Veronica looks at Vince "Ill handle that, Vince, thank you for asking though" Not unkind, just.. matter of fact

He looks hurt, and twines his tail in his hands. “I wouldst roam the grounds and keep watch lest any follow Veronica Fair, knowing not of Veronica Fae.”

An apologetic smile to the pooka. "You are valiant, my dear one."

Seeing his hurt, Veronica says "Vince , it's just wired in me I think I... I was told to study what makes up my dream. I think Justice is a big part of it"

She runs her fingers through her hair , an alluring motion despite the sharp tips of her nails and the light webbing

"Justice?"

Oh, yes, Coradel's attention is captured by the motion...and the interesting details of her fingers.

"Old justice, I think, when women and the weaker had no justice from their chiefs and their Tsars. It's... hard to recall. I've been reading the stories Zara showed me until my eyes feel dry. And the Seer cast.. omens? "

August's attention was captured by the word she used.

"Mmm..." A distant sound, then, "Hopefully he'll remember to share some of what he learned. Now...is there anything you need that we can provide?"

"Omens, yes."

"I understand this place has a spa and bath area? May i use it? I don't dry out per se, but... it feels natural."

Delores is serving everyone's cocoa as they like it

August takes his with a murmur of thanks.

Coradel accepts her mug and takes a sip. "Mmm, thank you." Then a nod to Veronica. "Absolutely, be welcome to them. I will ask that if you feel any urge to take vengeance on another member or visitor to EarthRunes, you restrain that urge until I have a chance to decide on the matter."

Vince is splashing rum into his coffee, and wiggles the flask at August in a tempting manner.

"No, thank you Vince." with a soft smile.

"There's currently only one I want to punish and he's far from here, Baroness" She inclines her head "And besides, everyone, and i do mean everyone, is reminding me that any fledge is expected to curtail their forays until they know their gifts better. I know i breathe fresh water"

Delores looks alarmed and whispers "Vince, I already put some in your cup.. go easy"

“Even so, our Baroness is kind and will forgive if you are a tad salty. “ He grins.

“oh, oh dear.” He swaps cups with Coradel. “Better?” To Delores.

"And....." August stops.

Delores rolls her eyes but smiles just a bit

"A valuable skill," Coradel nods. Then an eyeroll at Vince. "Vince may breathe well-aged alcohol, but we haven't quite figured him out yet." She retrieves her own mug after a sip from his.

And HE steals a kiss on her cheek when she leans in to do so.

"Do .. we have vodka?" Veronica asks

"I am sure of it."

“Do we have... do we...” A hand on his heart.

“I feel faint!”

""I have an incredible craving for it suddenly, just a drollop" SHe says surprised

A smile at the kiss, and then a broader smile. "Oh, my. Yes, Veronica, we should be able to locate some vodka."

He opens his robe, and reveals... a bandolier, with a series of small flasks in place of where useful pouches might reside. “When I heard a new visitor, I can prepared for ANY eventuality. I was a Lion Scout, after all...” Offering the appropriate flask.

A ta-dah gesture as Vince reveals the bandolier.