#rivervale_lodge

Siv whispers back, "They are."

"Airing dirty laundry, maybe?"

"Mm." Brekke nods, apparently finally catching on. "It is good to have both, but not so good when they seem to conflict. What has happened, more specifically, if I may ask?"

"You may if you know the password" Tiff nods "Spoiler: It's Swordfish. See.. uhm... there's this guy? you wouldn't know him. He's like...nice...and he has great taste in shirts. I know. I've tasted them. And.. he's a Giants fan, but my season tickets are for the Ravens. But apparently he wants the season to last year long and wants to know if I'm good with that...but football is srz bizness and ... I don't know, maybee I'm too young to get a skybox seat , but when am I going to find another guy who can get it between my uprights like that? y' know? but I love my job and my boss is great. i mean, the training program you were there for part of it. I went from Courtless to Countess. I mean, I'm a strong indpeendent woman who don't need no man and yay emancipation, but also I'm a the owner of a lonely park...much better than the owner of a broken park?I..argh"

Siv says "I think it's that romantics stuff you were talking about" A whisper to Dagmar "But you shouldn't be too hard on her. She doesn't know that tove already has our heads spinning"

A soft harrumph.

A slight clearing of her throat at the between my uprights part, but otherwise Brekke just listens, and nods now and then. "Well...if he made the request, you must have given a response. What did you tell him?"

"Oh... that? I uhm... I told him I was going to the bathroom for pizza and ..the delivery is late"

A blink. "So...he is still in New Agengard...and you came here."

"Well, see..." A blush , uncomfortable "There was this trod. And it mugged me?I mean, I WANTED to make a life choice right then in there boy howdy did I...but wham this trod went and ...next thing I know... I'm shanghied on a strange boat"

Siv turns "The Kestrel is not strange, she's wonderful!" Apparently the ship is not to be dismissed

"Part of her wonder is her strangeness, Siv." Brekke referees.

"So...has getting away given you time to think at all?"

"Well," Another blush "I thought rather than solving my life problems I'd rather get snarky with a kid" An apologetic look to Dagmar "Sorry, Thormbellina"

"Thormbellina? The fuck?"

Siv winces

"And this is why I should get myself fixed" Tiffany sighs

A frown. "Dagmar." A shake of her head.

"What? What did she just call me?"

"She is a pooka, Dagmar. What she called you has little bearing on what you truly are. This time.'

Brekke sighs and looks at the ship's figurehead again. "And so while you are here...I must wonder what Vali is thinking."

(This last directed to Tiffany.)

Tiffany looks at Dagmar "You prefer Thor Lite? uhm... Thorella? I thought you liked the Gosh of Tundra?" A shrug

Her chin juts out and she folds her arms.

Then to Brekke "Ah, he's probably using some words in French that aren't really pretty as they sound. You know, Since he's House Goldberg"

She looks at the thane. "You let him tell you what he wanted? And how he feels about you? You listened to him?"

Siv says "I think she was trying to compare you to Thor? That's.. a good thing." A pause "Also thumbellina, but there's a height difference there"

Tiffany looks to the Chieftain "I RCAed like you would not believe. .that's why I'm so... excited!" Nervous swallow

A nod, and a sigh. "Then, Thane Tiffany, though I am not your liege, I must send you on a perilous mission of your own."

"Right..."

Tiffany says "I need to apologize to Thunderglare?"

A glanceto Dagmar "Honest kid, I'm not normally this clear and I definitely wanted to offfend everyone"

A soft wag body language cautious

"Worse than that, Thane. You must tell him how you feel about you and he together. What you want, and what you fear. And keep telling him until you are sure he understands."

"Yipe I mean..." Cough

A shrug, but she seems to accept Tiff's semi-apology.

"I told you it would be perilous." Eyebrow.

"He's right, you and Whitestripe are so much alike... like a house in a hurricane, roofless" Grumble "I... fine! I'll go adult..." She starts to head to the trods then turns bak to say "But I'm going to sulk the entire way and no one can stop me. And there will be ice cream sometime this week, as god as my witness I'll never settle for just yogurt again"

Siv blinks and whispers to Dagmar "okay, you were right about the drama"

"You will have earned that ice cream." Brekke says as the pooka goes. "Your favorite flavor. My thoughts are with both of you. Be well."

"Yup. Hey, if we're free to go... wanna go, I dunno, do stuff?

A slight tail wag, and gone.

She seems to be pointedly ignoring the comparison between her and a certain sidhe....

Siv turns "Is that okay mum? Maybe we'll see the Glome again?"

Brekke has been watching Tiffany leave. "Hm? Ah...yes, that is fine. Bring my greetings."

"Cool. Later!"

"Thanks ma" she says a smile, "And you're not like the Countess... you're taller" A grin, and Siv races off with her younger friend

She closes her eyes and sighs, shaking her head. A little more time walking the deck of the ship...and then she too climbs down and returns to the Lodge.

In the lodge, she finds Olgar drinking some whiskey and starting at a package

Said package is opened.