#scarsdale

"Earl?" Surprised.

"Hi, Zara. " He smiles for her but keeps eyes on Rudolph, "Someone sent me a text some asshole wasn't leaving when you told him to."

The satyr is looking from sluagh to house door and back with growing suspicion. "Did you.... huh?" As what little sunlight there is is blotted out. "What?"

Zara stands, nervously twisting her braid. "I... I was trying to explain that his services are no longer needed here..."

"Okay," Earl nods good naturedly, he looks to Rudolph, "then there is no reason for you to stay. Is there? or return."

The satyr stands as well. "Yeah, well, kinda gotta get fired by the folks that hired you, right?"

"They are my kin, and my responsibility."

"I mean, I get it, she thinks I'm bad news. She's not the first or the last, I bet, but I got -some- honor." Mumbled.

"I am calling on that honor - please, honor my request. I wish no ill."

A laugh from further in, one of mocking disdain, feminine

A snap of her head, dark eyes searching for the unexpected voice.

He looks up at the laugh, his eyes blaming Zara.

Earl keeps his eyes on the satyr but does wonder.

Zara'ss eyes see through the dark shadows and there is Vashti, the source of the laugh "Honor. Oh yes. Honorably humping legs of women who have been spoken for thrice by their own accord? Honor, in taking coin and seeking to divide? the very soul of chivalry this son of Eris."

"Lady Cassandra..."

"Pardon, me thought it was humor, is not the appropriate response not to laugh?" the voice in shadows says

Realizing there's another voice here, he looks around for the source.

Earl looks at the satyr "Humping legs of women who have been spoken for by their own accord?"

"Hey, if they want to get humped....." He shrugs.

Zara flushes pink again, worrying at her lower lip.

Earl's eyes narrow, "Leave. "

"Look, I came by today for my -job,- you know? Work? And the Schwartz's aren't here and she won't say where but she says I have to go and... Nah.Know what?!?! FINE!"

As for the satyr unless he can see in the dark Vashti is merely a feminine silohoutte

From 0 to Uzi. "Fine, fuck all you." He storms away down the walk, across the lawn, and down the sidewalk away.

Zara shrinks, shoulders curling inwards.

Earl moves to her, "Are you okay?"

"I.... I was trying to handle it diplomatically..."

"I do not think he knows what he is."

"I'm sorry if I came off as too aggressive, but believe me, i wanted to do worse" He takes her hand and kisses it "I just got a text from Vashti about some guy refusing to leave your home and possibly dangerous. Frankly, that's enough for me to decide he needs gone. I'm sorry if I bordered into orgrish behavior. You were , as eveer, a lady"

"He is, I think, one of the siblings."

"A dangerous dunce who reminds me of a most beloved sister in gold," Vashti says, "And forgive me as well"

Earl looks over to the shadow, "Forgive you, for texting me? Why would..."

"Nay, the third thing" She says

Earl looks at zara "Well I'm confused again. But if he's one of Paler's agents then he definitely needs to be gone"

"I know."

"I just... I don't think he knows he is one?"

She drops back down on the stoop to sit, sighing. "I should watch him."

Vashti steps a bit more into the light

And says "I am, of course, a Gwydion. And thus know all lies. The son of Eris maybe a dim son but like a parrot, he need not have an extensive vocabulary to do harm."

"I just want to protect Mama and Papa. They are out of bounds."

Vashti continues, "That glamour thus cupped , pray fortgive, is a vampire, taking in a bit of nector with every victory. Men, women both desire him ... and yest, beasts being so much smarter, seem less interested." She shakes her head, "Thou should think on how close arrows flew tonight before you go near him again"

"His treasure? That tattoo? It is dark, I know that much..."

Earl strokes Zara's hair, "Hey. I love you, but if that guy is a walking roofie, I admit, I don't want you near him. Heck, I don't want to be near him. Don't worry about the lawn. I'll handle it. Lawn care is just farming with artistic touches, and that means I've got the perfect background."

"We could afford any service. But he... I did not like how he affected Mama."

She closes her eyes, leaning against Earl.

"Let me do it anyway. Tell your folks I'm a good boy and don't like them having t pay for that stuff when I'm right here, or tell them I'm wanting to make myself useful for all the meals your mama gives. " Earl says, he says. "Besides..."A whisper to her "I think I like the idea of wandering with my shirt off for you"

Pink! But after the blush, she gives him a peck on the cheek. "You are a good boyfriend."

He shines a bit himself at that.

Vashti looks wisful, then shakes her head, "He did not just affect thy mother, he strove to make a lanister of thee"

"I would not. I am no Cersei."