#fenixtj

"I like Ash" Sanya says "She's nice"

Jessica nods. "Thank you Sanya. That's good input."

"Dame Dil is young, that could be good or bad, depending on the work you wish to involve" Tidemarch says "She is impressionable but full of potential. "

Jessica seems thoughtful. "Yes. And she is motivated."

"Does anyone have a nomination from our internal pool? Someone already here, someone you know that would be good candidate?"

"Well, I think I mentioned Phobos" Mitra said "Though it has risks for him "

Jack grunts "Phobos is good."

She nods. "I will ask him."

"Other than that... "

"Yes?"

"i'm not sure who would fit."

"OUTTA TH' WAY! MAMA CAPATAZ, COMIN' THROUGH!" Tweak upstages Phobos at the front door. "WHERE ALL TH' UPPITY-UPS AT?"

((Ya'll can carry on if Jess steps out))

Phobos points the way.. unaware he's being considered for knighthood further in, and yells "It's TWEAK, do I have to call her MAMA Captaz?"

"YOU SURE TH'FUCK DO!"

The herald snorts, and yells "INCOMING, mama CAPATAZ TWEAK, ruler of Albedo Barony"

And soon she scuffs her way into the meeting, a drafting pencil behind one ear and a sneer on her face. "Well, ain' we all the high fuckin' muckity-mucks. Yo, GreaseMonkey!" She goes to shake Symond's hand. "How th' Forge doin'?"

Symond says "I had to update it a bit..." A grin

"Yeah, yeah...leave it to you t' spoil perfection." A snort, and she looks at the rest of those gathered. "Well, you all lookin'...alive. Good enough."

Baron Tidemarch inclines his head, "Welcome to the 'big table' , Mama Capataz"

"Hey, now, I been at th' big table fer a while now, jus' ain' never cared much. But since B decide t' go legit, I guess it my turn t' play ball. Whatcha all doin'?"

Mitra says "Our Countess would like our input on the new order of things. What is important? What is Urgent? What we think we should be doing. We were discussing the elevation and acceptance of knights as well"

"Knights, huh? Gonna hafta think 'bout that. But important shit, hell, I got handed me a 'hold fulla bullshit protocol by Mister-I-be-too-good-fer-my-own-shit. Got that settled mostly, but now tryna figger out some of th' deals he rigged. You know he be crooked as well as a asshole?"

The Baron of House Varich steeples his fingers "Try enduring the man as a peer for years. He rationalized much. "

"Yeah? You figger I gonna be easier to 'endure' there, Boris?"

"Time will tell, but you would have to actively struggle to be a worse leader to your people." He says

Mitra says "Tweak, you don't have to try to get on every sidhe's bad side, you know that yes?"

"Nah, Moony. I be a natural." She takes a seat and puts her feet up on whatever table is available. "You all miss me?"

"Yes!" Sanya, the little clurichaun childing who helps rule the pitt smiles "We did" Cheerful

Symond snorts

but makes a 'leetle bit' motion

Tweak grins toothily at the childling. "Don' worry, kid. You'll learn."

"How's it going over there, Tweak?" Sir Jack ap Liam says, "I hear lots of mortals still in the company. Need Liams to guide them?"

Mitra glances over to Jessica for her take

"Tweak, I was asking the rest about any likely candidates they can think of, already in the County, to be knighted."

"Shit, workin' with mortals be fuckin' weird. Yeah, might could do with a Oak or two. Keep 'em out of my hair." Then she gives Jessica a measuring look. "Hell, you know who I be thinkin'."

"He's pretty busy, Tweak."

Jack laughs "You're going to try to pInch Sir Franklyn?"

"Aw, fuck no! Rigger got fam. Asides, you ain' wantin' yer pops local. Naw, I talkin' about who I want fer a knight."

Mitra raises a brow, "The Gwydion knight who came with the place shouldn't suffer alone?" amused

"Ok."Carefully. "Who?"

Tweak snorts at Mitra, then looks back to Jessica. "B, you makes peeps a knight if they done be of service, right? Done some helpful shit?"

"Possibly." Guarded.

She nods. "Then you gotta slap some spurs on Crawley. Gotta get some on th' ink boy you hangs with."

"Let's talk about that privately, please, Tweak."

"Are there other candidates?" She asks at large.

"Duff has earned his stripes but he's very head strong"

THat from Mitra

A blink. "Ever'body else gettin' a private talkin'?"

A there-ya-go gesture at Mitra.