#rivervale_lodge

"Well, maybe you could try scultping your own? Like how you did that trick with the plastic ones to change up the pose..."

"He was trying to stamp off, it seemed. That helps. And you do wonderful work, Symon. I don't work in lead, but if I did I'd try to work with you because I know you'd put the touches on them to make them really magical" Tove nods

A smile at Sylvi "Thanks. Sylvi, did I offer you a drink yet? "

Sylvi indicates her nearly-empty water glass. "Yeah, thanks. Oh! With Adam here, I forgot. Tove, can we talk about that YouTube stuff for a few? I really do want to get set up before school."

He hesitates a bit, hedging over the horse, but then shrugs and let’s the thought go.

"Sure sure.. Let's go talk shop while these Dagmar and Symon talk gaming. " And she kisses Dagmar between the horns, "love you" before taking Sylvi to the room where she works her youtubing

"What?" Eyebrow at Sy.

"See you later, guys!" Sylvi follows Tove upstairs, saying, "I want to figure out the right order and everything, and...I mean, do you get sponsors....?"

"Well, that's another mater and you have to diversify because of demonitization problems..." And they're gone, leaving Sy and Dags to talk

He watches them go and then remarks, “You think maybe she’d give me some pointers? Like, I play around but she’s like- expert craftswoman. And it will be a cold day in hell before I can take Art in school... even my electives have to be Educational.”

“Not for free or anything, I mean, I can pay for her time... and if she’s too busy or whatever it’s no big deal.”

"I bet she would..."

"I wonder if we can convince your folks that you need art to diversify?"

Odin attempts the defenestration of the sluagh.. ok.. he merely goes between Symon's legs in a winding motion

“Dad would probably just complain I waste enough time on things like history and social studies as is. It’s STEM or nothing as far as he cares. “ squatting to tickle Odin’s ears a bit. “Oh, hey...” he pulls a large feather out of a pocket of his backpack. It looks like a crow-black quill but is rather too large. “Isn’t this cool? I saw a raccoon-crow and it dropped one. Was trying to figure something cool to do with it. “

"Uhg. There's more to life than math...." A sigh.

"It's cool. Maybe... like, that and some bones, make a pendant?"

Oh now Odin is intrigued . A raven Feather! How approporiate... it must be hunted until it dies

"Or, hey, cut a quill?"

Petting AND provision of prey? Pleasing.

“Yeah, or....” He whisks it in front of Odin, just in front of his nose.

"Dangerous game, there..."

He will not be baited... twist don't want it... don't want ... it... TURN ATACK SWAT SWAT SWAT ...

did he get it? is it dead?

Some claws on this guy.

He chuckles and offers the quill to Dagmar. “Keep it, I can look for another. Some folk haven’t learned to keep their trash locked and the raccrows are having a field day.

"Oh, thanks!"

“Just watch out if Odin gets bitey. Apparently cat bites are SICK even if they don’t mean it. This one lady got nipped by a kitten and almost died, like the bacteria made the tendons in her hands melt and she had to have surgery...” eyes gleaming a bit with glee at the gruesome tale.

"Shiiiiit."

Odin Mrows meows.. whether he is giving assurance he would never do that, or calling the kitten a wimp for not getting the job done right? hard to say

A faint grin, and he reluctantly stands back up. “Hey, I’m heading out. Tell Tove thanks again for the snack? Gonna see if I can’t scope of a spot to watch for the slurp-monster. Ugh, I hope it is something with a better name.”

"I'm sure you can figure out a good name. Check on reddit or whatever for that book?"

"And catch you later."

Odin now stares at Dagmar. Waaaiting

“Will do. “ and he is off, leaving just a cat toy behind.

mmmm fine. Clean paw

And up the steps the cat goes. Expecting his person to follow.

And so she does!

Mmm GOOD person

(End Scene)