#rivervale_lodge

"Ugh."

Dirk says "That's what I figure too right? Ticks and fleas are like in nests right? After I scared this one out of Adam's head... I figured I'd hold onto this one for my br... for noodlearms"

"You scared it out of him?" She looks from Dirk to Adam. "Yeesh." And she hands the jar back to Dirk.

"It's a chimera...redcaps can intimidate almost anything.. cept Fiona who are too stupid to process fear." Dirk shrugs

"Not exactly the kind of treatment I'd want to go through. Glad it worked, though."

"Fuck you." Adam says casually to Dirk.

Dirk rolls his eyes "I didn't mean you, I mean REAL Fiona... you know, actual sidhe, not... like.. sidhe on ice"

Nabuni says "Sylvi.. could you heal his head?"

Adam seethes quietly. "I'm -gonna- be....."

"Guys, don't start."

"Well, it looks like somebody already did some healing, but...sure, yeah, I think I can do some more. Okay with you, Adam?"

"I'll be ok....." Then a glances at Nab and he sighs. "Yeah, ok Sylvi. Thanks."

"Okay, hang on...." She tilts her head while looking at the wound, figuring out the bunk. Then a grin. She goes outside, and comes back a moment later with a cloverleaf in her hand. "It's not four-leafed, but still..." Then she presses the plant gently against the wound, and intones, "Fresh and clean as a whistle!" Followed by a quick wolf-whistle.

Hey, not only is that ugly mark so much better... Adam gets his Superbowl trivia back

but not the location

And the glamour gives a tingling sensation as the (Irish) Spring magics do their work.

Nab actually laughs and hugs Sylvi "THANK You"

Thing is, Adam can make a scar cool just by having it!

"Thanks, Sylvi. Jeeze, Nab, I'm ok....."

Sylvi smiles and hugs Nab back. "My pleasure. That was actually a fun one. And you're welcome, Adam."

"So...we gotta figure out where the rest of those things are...."

"Well, I can't remember where but I know I have the same patrol most times and Nab wasn't with me when it happened, she says, so it had to be before she joined me."

"So...does that mean you start at home? And then you go where?"

Dirk says "Could be anywhere "

Adam outlines his usual route. ".... and Nab, you found me where?"

"About half way I was musing..err.. ahem helping a couple out" She says

He grins at her.

She names the street

"Sooooo....oh! Oh, there's that place, the rest home? You know, the one with that big grassy area? Maybe that's it."

"Maybe, yeah." He agrees.

"I guess that would kinda make sense? Old people lose memory anyway, right? Who'd notice?"

"Sounds good to me. We got a flame thrower?"

Adam pats his pockets. "Damn. In my other shirt."

"No flame thrower. I've got a spear, though, let me get it." She takes the stairs three at a time and vanishes into her room.

"Wait, she's coming along?" Dirk says

"I guess? You wanna tell her no?"

"Nah.. she'd wag her finger at me. Who needs taht?" He sighs

"Shit no." Adam agrees.

He turns to Nab. "You sure you'll be ok here?" Taking her in his arms again.

She says "Yes. Sides. Someone has to tell others what's going on."

Sylvi comes back down, spear in hand, small pack on back. "Okay, ready."

Adam kisses Nab very thoroughly.

"Right." Dirk says "Let's get into the car and.. go find where old folk go do die I guess" A roll of his eyes as Adam gets romantic

"I'm fine. I'll -be- fine. And I'll be back." He promises when he comes up for air.

Nab returns it deeply then she says "You better." ANd swats his rear lightly with her tail

Sylvi's patient with all the snogging. She'd be doing the same thing if Colton were here. "You're driving, Adam." She heads out to his car.

"Yeah....." His voice is full of promise to Nab, and after a squeeze, he heads out to the car.

They clamber into the car... Dirk takes the back seat rather htan shot gun

Sylvi doesn't make a big deal about Dirk not claiming shotgun, though she notices it. She slides into passenger front, carefully managing her spear over the seat and into the back but not threatening Dirk's eyes.

Adam is all business; in, buckle, drive.