#fenixtj

"Sometimes I worry my moments of vulnerablity are off putting to you" He conffesses "I am not one for insecurity normally, but I can mask some traits if they do not appeal"

She looks puzzled. "You don't have moments of vulnerability. And if you did, no, they would not be off putting."

A chuckle "You have no idea how vulnerable I am to you. But, I confess, a part of me enjoys it. Drowning in your eyes." He sobers and looks in them, "Being amazed by you"

"Mmph." A bit uncomfortably. "Um." The fiesta has wound down. "Did you want to stay?"

"Absolutely" He says

She nods. "Well. I guess you know where the room is. I mean, when you're ready."

"I might go ahead."

"Do that, I think I'll go steal a good bottle of your favorite wine from Diego's stores . Serves him right a bit"

"No, please don't. I already owe him a replacement."

"Fine fine... then " A kiss, "Join you very shortly. Please, keep things warm for me"

She blushes a little, but nods and heads to her rooms.

And..ten minutes later, he slips in toj oin her. With drinks, but not the good wine.

Rather her preference.

and...

(End scene)

Gerd has toned down the 'Goth' look somewhat, more touches... and 'what if Goths decided reds and blues weren't so bad

As she enters Fenix, a small bell rings

And she bumps into Demos.

The Cap looks her over, and snorts

She raises a brow "Gerd, Ember of the Hearth at Rivervale. I Have a message for the Countess"

"Which one?" Demos says

"Pardon?" Gerd blinks

"We got two" Demos says

"Ah.. is the tall blue one still RULING?" Gerd inquires

"The Freeflame? Of course. The other one's a kid" Demos says "Not crazy about it, but there you go."

"Tell me more about the kid, if it's not a secret?" Gerd asks

"Beaumayn... everyone thinks she's so cute her shit doesn't stink.. but I've seen bratier types so not so bad. Name's Eleanor something something violet."

"Huh" Gerd says and files this away "So which way to Countess King?" Geez that sounds weird

"Let's see if she's in... she's a Countess nwo and STILL patrols all over the place." A snort "Would do it all if she could."

"Yeah, that sounds like her" Gerd follows

"Trolls like to protect things. Who are you?"

"Oh" A startled look, then "I'm Gerd, Ember of the Hearth at Rivervale, Witch in training" She gives a curtsey "Would you Be Countess Eleanor? "

"I am! A witch in training?"

"Yes, " She says "Mostly I use transportation magics. I can make a broom fly"

"That seems awfully important for a witch."

"THank you, there are those who prefer bubbles...but the truth is even good witches prefer brooms to bubbles. So versatile" a nod "So, how long have you been here if I may ask? "

"Since a little bit before Beltaine."

"Wow, that new? Then this must be a hectic time for you" She nods "Got the gear you need ? Toys, dolls, that kind of thing? Coloring books? Adults often forget crayons" She says it seriously because she knows for kids it is

"Stewart Diego brought us crayons. Want to see my room?"

"Well, sure. " She follows

"Senoras Rosa and Maria have been so nice, and we have ALL the princess dolls..."

"All the... oh hey! Nice." She says "When I was your age the only MErida doll they had was thsi ball room thing which totally was not her style. You have one with her archery gear"

"Merida has a bow, yeah. Though she's more Ariel's than mine. Ariel is mad for archery."

"Is she? Wait.. Ariel? is she another sidhe or..."

"No, Ariel's a satyr."

"See, Ariel has the top bunk and Salma has the bottom, and then that's my bed there."

"Okay.. a satyr? Is she from the farmhold? I may have met her" Gerd says and admires the set up "Yup. These are nice"

"The super secret DeBuke Farm? Yeah."

"But she's spending the summer here."

"Wow, bold new world" She says thoughtful then says "You have some non disney princess dolls?"