#rivervale_lodge

"He and Kelby were dating. Bertand's taking this really hard." She looks about to say more, then doesn't.

“Ah.” Simply, nothing more needed to be said in understanding.

"You're right that we should stay a small group...and we'll already have two trolls in the mix, so in the Dreaming, a bit harder to hide a lot of us."

“What about fuddle? Dirk could pass as a random looter or even on the other side, so could either of you trolls with a little less blue.”

“Hiding in plain sight, as it were.”

"Ah, you want to bring food..lots and lots of food" the rabbit suggests

"Sure. Can you do it?"

That to Symon about Fuddle.

"As for food...well...if Mom already knows, she knows I'll be going, so I can get her to pack us some stuff, I think."

"Redcap in the dreaming? I .. certainly hope you are well provisioned" Flopsy says nervously

"Oh. Good point."

He shakes his head. “Not in my skilltree... yet.” A pause, and he admits, almost reluctantly, “I have been working on a little trick, it gives me a backward glimpse in time... not a common skill, far as I know. But it could help us find where she fell, and see how the battle went...”

Her brow knits. "Can you...share that vision? Could I see it?"

Looking uncertain. “I’m not sure.... in the dreaming, maybe? Things are stronger there.”

She nods. "Okay. If you can...I want to see. I want to...I don't want to, but I need to witness it, for her."

"Well, if I may suggest?" Flopsy says, then does so anyway "Best check with Dirk to make sure he comes along."

"You're going to talk to him, Symon?"

“I will. I’m sure I can convince him.” A pause. “And if not, to at least tell us the way.”

Flopsy looks at Sylvi "I can't talk you out of this, can I? So.. I best support. Tell your mother. You owe her that much." A pause "Your father maybe too but he'll want to ..you know, Rover"

A blink. “Would Olgar want to go? Even if just to lurk on the trods and make sure nothing waylaid us... it seemed hard on him to stay behind before.”

Sylvi considers. "I think...if Dad went, Mom would have an easier time letting me go. I'll ask him."

A faint rattling at the window... a smear of black out there, with lambert eyes.

Sylvi looks at the window, and grins. "Should I let her in, or is she calling you out?"

A faint mrowl heard. “Is laaaaate. SHE is awake.... mrrrrr.”

"Some kithain companions are more attentive to their guardians" Floppsy sniffs

Symon winces visibly. “Looks like I gotta talk to someone too.”

"Okay...look, we'll set things up, but we leave on Carnivale night. I'll text Colton and talk to my folks and Bertand. You check with Dirk."

“It’s a plan.” He gives her a nod, and glances at the window,. “ do you mind if I go out? I’ll let you talk to your folks, once tonight was enough for me.”

"Yeah, sure." She goes and opens the window. "Hey, Lovecraft. Sorry for keeping him so long."

“Thanks. And, uh... just, thanks, y’know.” A nod, and he slips into the night.

Floppsy has vanished.

at least while that window is open

"Thank you, Symon. This means a lot."

A flicker of a wave acknowledging, and gone.

when she closes the window behind him, Sylvi noticess Flopsy has returned. He nods, "Well, people to talk to I think"

And so there is

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