#rivervale_lodge

On a day of no school, Dagmar hears a knocking, Gerd calls out, "Daaagmaaarr"

"What, Gerd?" Dag is standing by the bed, trashbag of clothes plopped in the middle of it and holding a handful of comic books.

"Oh, uhm, well, you had breakfast earlier, I Hoped you liked it" She says primly "I helped. But also, Jaymes is going to check on some possible houses or something, fixeruppers only he won't be on TV... and he wanted to know if you wanted to go along. Sounds kind of dull, they're not even nice yet."

"Oh... sure. Don't think it sounds boring. Houses can be cool. " She sets the comics down and snags her hoodie.

"Okay, but i heard him talking to Uncle vali,i and apparently some of them are in some dirty word I can't say shape. I made Uncle Jaymes put a quarter in the swear jar."

"Shit shape? I bet. Houses are expensive."

"Yeah, I don't know why we can't just go to the dreaming, find another source of balefire and make this place bigger, but apparently that's harder than it looks." SHe shrugs, then smiles, "I hope you find a place you like with TALL ceilings"

"That'd be nice. I was always ducking through doors at the Brown's."

"YUP. I feel so small here, then I go to class or hang out iwth non troll friends and i'm tall again"

"I feel the right size here. I usually feel too big." She scuffs out of the room, hands jammed into the pockets of her hoodie. Her hair isn't pulled up into buns, and so is an explosion of honey-colored curls around her face.

"Okay, uhm.. Dagmar" Gerd says, "Don't forget to put a quarter in the swear jar for saying that word" Trusting her to do so//"Hey, Dagmar," Jaymes greets her when she comes out. He's wearing a plaid shirt and blue jeans which looks a little lumberjacky but not too over the top. "Ready? This could be quick or it could take a bit" He admits "We'll probably stop by some fast food place half way through and offend Kerri's sensibilities."

"I won't tell?"

"Olgar says some how she always knows, but we'll test the theory" He gets ready to leave, and looks about as if expecting someone else

"Well, I like fast food."

"yeah? you got a favorite" Jaymes opens the door for her. Looks like it's just the two of them.

"Probably... oh.. Burger King? Yeah. You ever have a Whopper? They're huge!"

"Troll sized huh? Yeah, we can hit the BK half way through, but first let's earn that appetite" THey get into the blue pick up outside, she slides into the seat next to him and might be pleased to note that yes, there is plenty of leg and head room up front. The vehicle isn't pretty, but it's comfortable.

She buckles in. "So - you have a realtor or something?"

Jaymes nods approvingly at the buckling up, then "Kind of, some pooka boggan family does construction, and Vali knows em... guy knows everyone, and we got the low down on some houses before they hit market. They're all fixer uppers mind you. Should save us a small bundle in cash but cost us a lot of sweat"

"I'm not afraid of work... though I don't know a lot about fixing houses. I got an A in shop?"

"Don't worry about it, you and I will probably be taking orders from Frank and others on the best way to do it. You know that spa? He built it." They drive along the road, not going as far as one might suspect. Clearly closeness to a lodge is one consideration

"Hunh. Cool."

They pull into a drive way and she has a hard time seeing the house at first. the lawn and foilage is over grown, but they get out and walk further on... it comes into view . Jaymes raises a brow "Going to need a machete to clear away half this jungle"

"But man, leave some, right? So no nosy neighbors."

"I like the way you think" He nods, "Make em work if they want to bother us"

"Exactly. And, like, Frank said we're able to be us if regular people aren't watching, so... we'd be stronger, right?"

"Well, I do want a clear area where you can play a bit, lob things around and spar, but yeah"

"Fair. Being able to practice would be nice... but... I like trees, too."

"Okay" He says "just don't go naming the trees, some of them may need trimmed or even removed"

"I won't. You think any of them might be Kubera?"

"Odds are slim but I'll ken them to make sure" The Dutch Colonial comes into view, he looks it over "Looks a bit barn like"

"Looks big!"

It has seen better days, one tree is way too close, and a window is boarded up. the paint is faded and was probably originally some kind of cream color but is lost to that. It does have a Dutch Double Doorway

"Yeah, I had to rule out a nice little cape cod because who ever designed it was very cruel to troll kind head space." He takes out a key and unlocks the doors , swininging them open.

Dagmar follows, eyes trying to catch every little thing.

It looks like someone tried to capture the 'saffron craze' of yesterdecade and blew it. Mustard and autumn oranges have, in their neglect, taken on ghastly hues. Suffice to say, the carpenting touches are a lost cause, but under them seems a solid hardwood floor, still good quality. She can see stairs leading up, and unlike the narrow stairwell of some houses, it has elbow room. It's a bit on the symmetrical side

"...ew.."

"Yeah, we're tearing up that rug and repainting if we take this one" A nod at her ew. "It's like rotted citrus fruit had an explosion"

"Yeah. It looks like puke."

"...Big, though." And she's off, climbing the stairs.

"You have any trouble you call me" He says.

"Kay!" He can hear her upstairs, heavy footsteps from room to room.

She rushes up and almost instantly finds one room, and opens it wide... the ah, door knob comes off in her hand but the door opens and reveals, a large bedroom, not a master, but large, with an alcove and a window (Okay, there's a tree mostly in the way) a dusty ceililng fan. Less orange up here than god.

And it's actually pretty tall, the ceiling that is. She wouldn't want to raise her hands all the way up under the ceiling fan.

But other than that

"Oh..." She rummages around, checks out the closet...

"Bedrooms are nice!"

The closet is okay, it wouldn't hold enough of Tanya's clothes no doubt, but unless one has a shoe fetish it should do.

She may set off a round of coughing as the dust moves when she opened that door though

"Yeah, I found the master down here. Spacious. Bathroom is nothing fancy"