#fenixtj

The party gathers with surprising alacrity. Or maybe not so suprisiong if you have a redcap snapping at you to move.

The key word being "snapping."

Jess checks to see if Mr. Viggo is present.

Oh he's there, already packed ..lightly but ready

"I did not mean to make such a fuss" he whispers apologeticly

"My doing, not yours Mr. Viggo. Demos." she addresses the redcap and his patrol "Please treat Mr. Viggo as if you were escorting and protecing me."

Demos nods "No kid gloves if anyone tries anything on him. Got it"

The others in the escort straigten up and nod too

"Mr. Viggo is defending the Escheat." she looks each member in the eye in turn "Defend and care for him as you would the Escheat as well. Go and return quickly." she nods dismissal.

And they move, Mr. Viggo seems surprised to have a guard about him but goes along. One might feel sorry for any fool dumb enough to lay a finger on him right now

And they're gone.. leaving Jessica feeling..well, she might be right proud that her sometimes rough hewn warriors are such a force

She is indeed proud, of all of them.

She can feel the fire agreeing

She makes her way over to the restored 'Fire and takes a seat there with it.

Humming with renewel, it seems to be dancing a bit itself when the childlings do, but if it catches itself being stared at it pauses as if preserving it's dingity, then dances again when it thinks folks have looked away

Jess smiles softly. "Dance, baby, dance." she whispers to it, encouraging.

The flames take almost a blushful hue, but only for a moment, and the flames spread like wings in flight as it does indeed dance and send the light of it whirling about the hold. It's not Imbolc 'officially' but clearly, the celebration is underway, and without shame!

(End Scene)