#rivervale_lodge

Connor spies Siv, and quickly returns to tuck a hot mug into her hands.

A grunt of what might be thanks

Brekke helps Etsie inside, makes sure she is served, then takes a helping for herself. As she passes her daughter, she taps her on the shoulder then leans over to mutter quietly near her ear.

Then she straightens and moves to her customary chair to have her meal.

Siv winces and nods, and pokes at her food.

And the breakfast goes, otherwise well!

Etsie is happy to share stories of past encounters with Bands... it turns out she opened for HART... if you don't know who that is, well, she's old so she's not surprised.

And afterwards, Brekke excuses herself to return to her interrupted patrol, Kerri returns to the kitchen, and Sylvi (looking much more put together) offers to escort Etsie to the Wayburtons if she'd like, or wherever, seeing that it's a school holiday.

And it all unwinds fairly well...

(End Scene)

Siv comes in, resigned looking

Dag is scowling at her homework.

"Oh, hey... trouble with homework?" Siv says

"Math."

"I'm not Sally Mae but i can try to help" She offers... "Now that I got some sleep in me."

"And Mackeral time?"

She says "You'd be proud of me, Mackeral has been spoiled in the last twelve hours."

"Mind you, I didn't get the sleep I wanted, Had to head back earlier, then came back to sleep only to get woke by a Guitar Solo" A sigh

"Oh?"

"Oh, did you miss? Etsie whatever her name is got her hands on an electric guitar and went through this riff that was..." A shake of her head "probably shook the whole vale. GOd I just wanted to sleep. And I got in trouble with mom about being not hostpitable. What am I? House Daireann?"

"Hmph."

"She's a weirdo."

"Yeah, and everyone seems to think she's wonderful" A sigh and looking oer the math "Well, I'm not as good as Symon or Sally mae, but did you remember the transitive property here?" She gestures to the math

"yeah yeah..."

Siv says "Well, try that see if it gives you the right answer."

"Anyway, I don't know. I Never saw myself as like biased agaisnt satyrs, but ... this new traggo. How loud are they going to get?"

"Dunno. I don't like her."

"What'd she do with you?"

"Showed up at the house, right?"

"Then made me look a fool."

"That's not nice, why'd she do that?"

Siv scowls, feeling protective

Shrug. "Not on purpose, but it happened."

"Oh, so she's not a DELIBERATE bitch" A snort "Better I guess"

"I guess."

"Wonder what Sylvi thinks of her?"

"Dunno."

"I thought maybe it was just me, but at least I'm not alone in finding her overblown now."

"She just needs to be the center of attention."

"Well, Old lady Rock and roll got her wish. Olgar was acting like a fan girl" A nose wrinkle

Eyeroll.

"I know," sigh "And Gerd seems to think she's 'coool'. And Mom is .. ah I don't know. All I know is I'm feeling unseelie and while i've slept I'm still mad at her storming in here like she's Cher on Tour"

"Unseelie? That sounds bad if you need ot be fancy."

"It is.." A sigh "But there are soem unseelie members of House Fiona so...I was encouraged to find my unseelie side ...see how I did."

"Oh."

"i'm not sure myunseelie side fits Fiona at all" A rub of her horns

"Well, it's a seelie house."

"I don't think my unseelie side much fits Gwydion."

"They value you bravery, right? Tell'm you don't want to go unseelie and they can shove it."

"Establish boundaries."