#goldfinchfreehold

The morning is a bit of a blur, there was this little kid... and Dame Anne Marie took him away. And there was this big party... music, dancing, making out and more... Sylvi opens her eyes and realizes she's holding an elegant hand mirror.

She feels foggy. Refreshed in some ways, yes, but also still detached a bit from reality. She blinks, uncertain exactly where she ended up...and realizes she's got something in her hand. A mirror? She looks at it with vague curiosity.

It's beautiful, silver and pure glass of highest marks. It's also got a ...Gwydion Symbol on the back of it

Did she get this from Caerr Falken?

She frowns, trying to draw any memories from the night before...and at the same time checks her reflection to see how much of a mess she is.

"Damn, we look good" The mirror says, "Might want to get that spot on the left though. Or just shower and start over... we look good, we can be better right?"

A blink. "You're talking to me. But I don't think I whispered you?"

Ooh, her voice is early-morning rough.

"No need, honey, I'm one of those talking mirrors, obs. " She's in Goldfinch proper. That's for sure.

A teacher from her high school is wearing a 'sexy witch outfit' and is being carried into a car outside to be returned.

Oh good lord. Teacher napping? I mean, her clothes are ON but... Teachernapping and possible mirror theft

"Oh. Okay. That's...uh...nice." She does wipe off the spot the mirror mentioned, and stretches. As the teacher gets trundled by, she thinks I wonder who brought her along. Standing, she checks herself over. Bruises? Wounds?

Signs of light bruises but already the hold's light has helped. She remembers ... did she call her boyfriend?

Lucia walks in, "Morning.." A yawn "Crazy night huh?" Her wing in a light wrap

They saved a boy. she KNOWS that

The mirror keeps speaking "We should get dibs on the next hot shower, well, you should. I look as great as you do"

"I...yeah? I think?" to Lucia. "Did we go to Caer Falken?"

"Thanks," she says absently to the mirror.

"Yeah.. uhm.. I think you declared our victory complete, but someone said we deserved more booze so... we snuck into THEIR Celebrations and.. got like... 10 wine bottles, and some scotch? A few beers and... I think everyone took a souvi... oh we're going to jail" Alarm

As Lucia describes it, more and more Sylvi can REMEMBER it.

Her eyes widen, and she looks at the hand mirror...and then hides it behind her back. "We can't be held accountable for what happened on Samhain," she points out.

"....it's good wine?"

"REALLY good... I mean, a lot better than that table wine my family gives to the rubes..err customers"

A smile at that, then a sigh. "Well, I can't deal with noble crises without a shower first." And a phone call.