#rivervale_lodge

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Friday, school was a bear, it's like teachers decided to load people down with homework! Don't they know there's a game saturday?!

A question that May says aloud "How are we going to get this all done when a whole day will basically be basketball?"

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Earlier...

At the Lodge.

While Siv was escorting Dagmar home, Sylvi was going on into her room. She had frowned, tempted to say something, but held off.

...true...and she still hadn't said whatever it was...

OOC: Right. Inquirin players want to know 😉 BIC: She knows one thing. Dad will be home soon. He'll ask how practice went. What's she going to say?

Not a hard decision, really. She's more concerned about Dagmar freaking out. But she's going home now, and Tove is there. Should be enough...

BIC: sure enough, her dad comes in shortly after she does. "Hey, Rugmonster. How'd the practice go?"

"Wellllll...." She sits back in the chair near her student desk and ticks things off on her fingers. "Dagmar hates doing drills, I can't hit Siv with a staff, Vali likes quoting Mulan, and these two satyrs were spying on us from the trees with x-ray binoculars. So, y'know, full practice."

He grunts and nods as he's heading for a drink "Watch Siv's center of gravity, that'll ..." her father blinks, ""Wait...run that last part by again?"

"Yeah, I tried to go for her legs, but she's quick with the block. And satyr pervs. Two of them. I spotted them, Vali knocked them out of the tree."

"Uh huh. I need to find out where Vali is with my stuff"

"Your stuff?"

"I assume he's going to deliver me two Satyr butt Rugs" Her father says, his eyes tinged with dark

She smirks, and sighs. "I think the Chieftain gets first dibs. Actually, Dagmar almost beat you to it.

"the Chief's not a father, she can't understand" he says "We're wired primitively. "

"Dagmar... mm crap, did they look at her with those things?" Worried

She pauses. "Uh...well...."

"Come on, hon. Give me details. I'll imagine worse than what probably happened"

She shrugs. "They said they were...mostly looking at Nadeen...and me." A frown.

What Olgar wants to do is grab a weapon, find those satyr punks, and beat them within an inch of their lives. Instead, he grits his teeth, then forces himself to ease up his own selfish anger and says "Are you feeling okay?"

A sigh and another shrug. "Yeah. I mean...it sucks, but it happens. At least I know the Chieftain will make sure something gets done about it. Besides...I scared them good." A bit of a satisfied look.

A slight grin slips him, "Wait what did you do? To scare em, I mean"

"Well...they were lying on the ground, and Dagmar punched the ground next to one of their heads...and then I pretended to HollyStrike them blind, but I actually Fuddled them. They RAN."

"HA" she gets hugged, "Good play, Sylvi. " A nod as he backs up to look at her, "Hopefully they'll one day be grateful for the lesson."

"Yeah." She nods, smiling at the hug. Then she looks at him. "Dagmar, though...she was MAD. I mean, I really thought for a second she was going to kill them. I mean...really kill them. Salt tears."

"Shit" he says "Dagmar has ...well, honey, you know some of the shit she's been through. This probably set off every vunlerablity she had. I know it sounds weird, but its a victory if she didn't touch them. ... or maim, or yeah, murderlate"

"No, I get it. I just...figured you should know. And yeah, she stopped herself, she didn't need to be stopped."

"Good. You and others have been a good influence on her. I might have to give credit to Jaymes too but meh" A nod "Now, she's not my concern, you are . you frowned when you said they looked at Nadeen and you. More to it than I'm seeing is't there?"

She hesitates and makes a face. "Kind of? I mean..." another pause "I'm not sure how to put it. I guess...I hate that they said that she and I were, like, more worthy of being...well, not victims, but targets, I guess. Like...like Dag and Siv should be jealous they weren't, and we should be grateful for the appreciation."

He rolls his eyes "yeah, sometimes guys can, well, particularly young wilder guys, have this idea that you're supposed to be grateful for their attention, or brought it on yourself or blah blah... which is like a cat dropping a dead mouse in your shoe and expecting thanks, only at least a mouser is useful. Mean while... the other girls get the feeling that there was a contest they didn't even want to be in and they somehow didn't do well. Insult on tp of insult. You're a good kid..heck, turning into a fine young WOMAN that you realized how offenssive that was to all involved. "

She gives him a world-weary look. "Dad...it's not like this is new."

A bit sheepish "Which part isn't new? the Patriarchy? I knew that. " His answer indicates he's sure it' s something else

"Well...I mean, it's not new for me, really. I mean....Dad, you know guys look."

A sigh "I try not to think about it them doing it to you. Yeah. honey, I've seen Colton glance at you... other boys I guess too but... it's like yesterday you were safe from that sort of thing...now you.. I guess I just forget how others can and do see you. to me, you're my daughter. "

"Well...I like it when Colton looks at me like that. Sorry, Dad, but I do. But...I guess it just feels like that's the way the world is, and I'll take 'em down when I can, but a lot will be out of reach for me to stop them, so I can't spend a lot of time worrying about it." A pause. "But it hurts Dagmar a lot more, like you said, and I wish there was a way to help her. I guess maybe it's just a matter of time or something."

"No, no.. do't apologize... honey. You're absolutely right...." A sigh "You're turning into a woman, and any woman, or any man for that matter, WANTS to be admired and desired by the person they are attracted to. You've got a grip on this, a lot better than your old man does. "

A smile. "You really think so?"

"i'm not happy to admit it, but yeah. Sylvi, do you still need your mom and I? Yeah. now and then. Do you need us as often? Not hardly. training wheels have been long off. We're more like a pit crew for you now rather than driving you places. That's okay. I don't always say it. Sometimes I forget it, but .. yeah. I mean it Heck,your mom knows how to make me walk into a telephone booth. And she enjoys that power, and I enjoy it too.. the booth might comlain. You're learning about your own power, and the pains and pleasures that come with it .Pains like two pervs snooping, and pleasures like dating and wowing guys you like."

"It's normal, and yes, you're doing pretty well from what i can see. Ask your mom for another view on it. With HER it's the questing that worries her. But we're each coming around in our own areas of concern"

"I'm ramblin" A grunt

She bites her lip at the first mention of her mother, but smiles a bit when he talks about her power. "Thanks...I mean, yeah, I enjoy that part. But I'll try not to enjoy it too much." she assures.

"I think, and I ain't sure because I'm a guy, and not a good looking one even " A shrug "I think your mom might tell you t's okay to enjoy it all you like unless it does harm to others, or you. Don't let it make you mean or hateful to those who lack, don't let it make you think that the outside is ALL you are. Don't let it blind you to the ugly side of life and how others might act. Yadda yadda, your mom would say it better. You have a bit of vanity, like I got pride. You got to take that vanity and turn it into a strength. And you will find it's a source o not just power, but maybe a better you."

"So...enjoy it, but don't be a bitch about it." Checking her understanding with a mischievous grin.

"Yeah, and maybe take mercy on your old man's learning curve..." he tossles her hair "But yeah. Like... you want to look good, you know you do. you want to take the lime light. But appreciate your friends for their own gifts and think of how they COMPLIMENt you... see...maybe you're the diamond, but as the diamond, you'll stand out great among pearls like Siv and Dagmr and your other friends.. you worry you ight be a jerk to them? Use that vanity to support them .. like I use my pride to help out others around here. I'm damn good at what i do, and part of what I do is team work. See what I did there? Vices can't be totally removed, but we can ride them down the paths we pick"

"Huh...I think I kind of get it. But I'm not the diamond, Dad. That's Nadeen." A little bit of snark on that name, but controlled. "But that's okay, too."

He laughs "You're jealous of the carbon cut sidhe beauty? Baby, s he's like one of those gemstones crafted in a chem lab...rushed, sudden, all too articial. troll women? They're the real deal... they took lifetimes of Pressure, and come out looking fabulous." he flips his hair!