#goldfinchfreehold

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Siv slips into the place with a groan

One that Sylvi might hear

"Careful. Around here, somebody might try to harmonize with that. Or sample it for a remix." Sylvi looks around a corner to see who it is. "Hey, Siv! Why so groan-y?"

"I got a work out dueling some fellow trolls... " SHe is bruised and lightly cut "Forutnately they weren't out to kill me or otherwise"

An amused glance "And would they put my groan to a remix, truly?"

"It's an impressive groan." She comes closer to take a look. "So was this dueling, like, sparring? Or dueling in a you-killed-my-father-prepare-to-die kind of way?"

"More like to prove myself while not being myself" She waves it off, and a look of mischief "So if I were to go " And she lets loose not a groan, but a moan, an 'ooooooo' like a lover had just hit the right spot

A smirk. "Could probably make a killing selling that on audio loop. Want healing, or want to enjoy the suffering?"

"I'll take the healing since you're offering" A smile "And thank you. PIper seems to like the sound"

"C'mon..." she beckons Siv into the kitchenette and gets a soda from the machine (what kind of soda is random, of course). She pops it open, blows across the top of it, and then swirls the can seven times, clockwise, before handing it over to Siv. "Drink up."

Siv says "Here's to your health... AND mine" Lifts it, and swigs

Spring magics sparkle on her tongue....

and might make her burp.

"Urph" A blink "Okay, that one I didn't want on an audio loop"

"No? It was a good one." She grins. "Okay, so...can you tell me about who you were proving your-not-self to?"

"Not in full detail, no" She looks apologetic "Secret mission o sorts."

"No worries." Sylvi's curious, but not desperately so. "Just...y'know...if you need help, I'll do what I can."

"THanks. I appreciate it. Actually" Thoughtful "You could help me with something but it would be unfair to you"

"Well...tell me, and I'll let you know if I agree."

"You dating anyone steady?" She inquires ... an odd question

A startled blink. "Ah...no. No, I'm not." A little frown. "What's that got to do with anything?"

"I was wondering how you felt about flirting as a distraction?" Siv says

"You mean, use my womanly wiles to attract and maintain somebody's attention while you're off doing something else?"

"Pretty much, yup. " Siv says "Wouldn't ask it of you if you were steady."

"Well...." she considers for a moment. "Flirting specifically assumes somebody's preferences. I mean, it's a worthwhile tool to start with...but I'd rather think of it as distracting-by-whatever-works, y'know?"

"Who's the target?"

"A fellow in a troll lodge what now serves House Ailil" She answers honestly

Her eyes widen. "Oh. Wow." She bites her lip. "That's...tricky."

"You see my problem" Siv nods "Trolls are observant, hard to sneak by"

An amused look "Suddenly feeling sympathy for Symon and Lily there"

"Well, yeah, but also an Ailil troll. I mean...manipulating a manipulator. Tricky."

"Soooo not up to it?" Innocent flutter of lashes

"I didn't say that...." Seriously considering it. "Do you know anything about this guy besides his house?"

"Well, first, he's not an Ailil, but he's sworn to one. If you see the diff? "

"Oh! Well...okay, yeah, that's more helpful. I mean, unless he's Balor or Leanhaun or something....?"

"Common as you," She assures then says "Pardon, ye know what I mean"

A grin. "Hey, commoner-pride in da house. Okay. Well...I've got a sundress that I think would be perfect for the job. The kind of thing that even my open-minded dad would have a little bit of trouble with, I think."

"Well, 'Dads'" She waves airlily "OH is that light green thing?"

"No, this is a new one! Still green, but...well, it's not the kind of that I could wear a bra with. Trust me, it's attention-getting. But where is this going to be? I mean, if it's a hold in the middle of nowhere, I can't exactly say I'm just wandering around town."

"Oooo" Curious "Oh yeah, we'll need a story. The hold is in Alabama"

"Well, I can definitely play lost tourist, then, I guess. Walk up or drive up, GPS isn't working, oh, please tell me where I should go....and so on."

"You'd be smashing" Siv smiles "Wish I could tell you the whys but the less you know, the better in this case. I'll lead you to the right fella"

A grin. "Okay, you're awful, and I'm in."

A grin back "Oh yeah, had to bend your arm there"

"Well, what can I say, you're appealing to my vanity, and you know it. Also...it's a challenge."

"Well, to appeal to your vanity further, as well as your sense; you are not just a pretty face and we both know it. You've got guile, and I need that. A pretty face without guile would not be able to pull this off. "

"Well...I mean, honestly, if I knew all the moving parts, there'd be less chance of me putting my foot into something by accident. But even as is, I'll do what I can."

"You do have big feet" Straight faced "I can see why you'd worry"

"Ha. How's that healing soda tasting?"