#earthrunes

"Uhm how do I... neuter this?"

"The rumor must be stopped, immediately. And I would recommend you approach Baroness Coradel as soon as possible to let her know of the situation, so it does not get to her on its own."

"Can I bring her a lock of your hair to show that a ransom will save you?" She eyes the spitcurl

"No. I think dismemberment of any kind would not serve you well with her."

a whisper "She's kind of scary when she's upset"

He nods. "I know." soberly.

KIND of must be the understatement that lets a pooka say it

"I have to kill a rumor with THESE Claws" She wagles her fingers

"You gave life to it; it's only fitting." August points out.

She nods and walks off "Here old Yeller? Come back yeller" Three quick whistles...

she's going to have to put it down

"Thank you, Miss Zing." he says as she goes, and sounds sincere.

It actually doesn't take as much time as he thought... she went out, bought 30 calenders ,and put up several on desks, in the walls... set on september with the words 'See? August Passed!' done in magic marker

Well. It's not nothing.

It does drive the point home

Though Shallmair finds August and hugs him "I don't care who this new September guy is, he'll never replace you in our hearts"

"Ahhh... thank you, Shalimar."

"Bet the bastard has a goatee"

"More than likely."

"How are you, my lord?" He asks jovially now that grieving time is over

"Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated, thank you. I'm well. You?"

"The marriage is on the rocks" He sighs "Something about a wedding being necessary first"

A gentle smile. "A wedding here would be a real celebration. Unless....ah.... you... are reluctant?"

"Marriage might not be for everyone."

"OH my lord, if I knew the safeword I would seal my lips shut, such bondage suits me like a fish to hydration" A dreamy smile, then a sih "But the CORVID , that bird flu? It has bumped us back if we wish it to be done at the place of our choosing. The graveyard behind the Chuck E Cheeses?"

August frowns with concentration, thinking HARD as to where the location might be?

"She's a bit miffed it shall be delayed a year and a day"

"There's... a Saining. Or an Oath? First?"

"Another Lace on the face "

"Another wedding??"

He's guessing but hopeful.

THUMBS UP

"I... I wish I could help. I'm afraid I don't know where the location is. Was. Is?"

"Of course not" A pat on his shoulder "you've had your job taken by this September guy.. it's bound to shake anyone. "

"Would... you...like me to mention this to Coradel?"

"She's a bit busy now that it's a single income hold, don't you think?" A brrow

Blink.

"No?"

"No." A nod. Helpful as ever

"I'm sorry, Shalimar, but I ... I can't figure out how to help you." And he sounds truly sorry, and deficient.

Shalmiar doesn' seem to mind "The fault is not in ourselves but in our stars, my lord: I blame Garbo"

"I... I'm not even sure you understand what I'm saying, Shalimar. But I hope you do."

that seems to tickle him.. and then he looks rather sympathetic

"You're frustrated by Pooka speech, and wish you understood where Vashti and I were getting married and about the postponement troubles so you could offer aid or at least good advice as well as sympathy. It vexes you you can't, and you feel as if it's a failing in you."

"......."

"No." He says with great care "But thank you for trying."

He's TRYING.

"Ah.. well, I am only mad when the wind is north by northwest"

"Are you farin well with the squires being with their questitng and nonsense?"

"Yes?"