#fenixtj

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Ariel races through the halls... Azul chasing with that panicked delight dogs get when they can't catch something, someone they should be able to catch !

She giggles as the poor beast hits smooth floor and skids..allowing her to turn

And through the halls she runs... causing thanes to move aside, the staff to dodge while holding onto dishes

And she races through the throne room

And then sees the empty throne. She stops, and stares at it.

Jessica would not call it a throne... but a throne it is.

Ariel sees the only guard are looking OUT wards, not at the throne.

And she trots closer on little hooves.

Then, a stubborn, almost defiant look, and Ariel, commoner to the bone, hops onto the throne and takes a seat there.

The fire seems to flare, not angrily, but for a moment mining a raised brow

"I hearby declare myself Madame President of the grand republic of Fenixvania" She says miming a dignified position. "All girls shall be known as princeses, all boys as Princelets until they are elevated by a princess' approval to prince"

"Further more, Lima beans are no longer to be served, indeed, let them be banished from the REpublic"

She thinks about, what would she do as Madame President "We will increase Crayon manufacturing by at least 15% in my administration, so that extra colors might go to poor childlings or children that couldn't get then normally"

The guard starts to turn, she eeps and slides to the ground.

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Coy DeBuke follows after an angry girlfriend

"Constance, all I said was that if the cats were in the way in the library I could probably just take them to the farm and set them up nicely there..."

Can one do an over the shoulder glare/side eye snort combo?

Twould seem so.

"You're complaining that she's slowing down your studying" Coy says "Remember?"

"I remember telling you that she kept leaping into my lap when I was trying to work" She says "I don't remember asking for her to be kidnapped and thrown to some barn she's never known in her life"

And she closes the door the study before he can follow

Coy blinks and talks to the door "She didn't know what THIS hold was like until she was brought HERE. Constance, it's a ccaaaaatt. "

A hurumph sound from within.. and the door stays closed.

Coy scratches his head. Somehow swinging the door open now feels forbidden, which is INSANE because it's a public room, the study area. Still, something tells him not to do that.. so he sighs and walks off confused and bewildered. She had a problem. He suggested a solution. Now she's all mad at him over a critter.

ANd he returns to his duties perplexed.

"Meow!"

Constance, at least, has the comfort of a headbutt and a purr.

Constance pets on Mamacita Marion muttering "i apologize, Marion. I love him, but some days." stroke stroke

Purr-purr. Slow blink. Oh, Mamacita understands, and she listens.

"I do love him, and I know what that means. He'll probably want to move back to the farm" She strokes "I've been. It's lovely, but I doubt they need my skills there"

Mamacita makes biscuits.

"mmph" She strokes and fusses over the cat while she does "On the other hand I don't know how he'll feel if I try to steal him away for good from the farm. I don't know what Tom got the advantage of you, but clearly it's we ladies who end up agonizing of the consequences"

A comforting purr. It will be alright.

ANother stroke, "Thank you, now I need to get back to writing these missives" And she grabs her quill and gets to her own duties

A gentle headbutt before she hops down to go tend the jellybeans.

The are STARVING.. well, two of them swear to it

Order, order! Room enough for everyone.

AND time for a bath, at that.

Ack! maaaawwm

A silent giggle, peering over the rims of her specs from her hidey spot under one of the troll-sized desks. She can easily sit with her knees pulled to her chest, face buried in a book.. currently researching a rather dry tome about flowers that are native to Tijuana soil or will flourish there, and making notes about what pages cover not specific cultivars, but colors.

Constance doesn't know, as the giggle was silent, so keeps working on her papers while Mamacita Marion tends to the bathing of her young ones

A knock on the door, before it opens. and Ellie pokes her head in.

"Come in, Ellie"

Constance wouldn't ban anyone from knowledge.. except temporarily Coy.

"I brought po-yo for Mamacita."

"Nice of you, Countess" she says engrossed in her chore "Please forgive me , I'm behind a project."

"Yes, Scribe. Thank you." She heads over to the box, carrying the dish. "Mamcita, these are gizzards. They don't seem very nice to me, but Maria said you would like them...."

Mamacita seems to approve of the gizzards.