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Ari's Trip to Seven Lakes April 8, 2003 Auggy (st groove-again): ((*Claims room*)) Auggy (st groove-again): *The trip to Seven Lakes takes some time, with Fred chattering happily the whole time.* ~ss~ So then, Shorty tells the hippy... Auggy (st groove-again): ...and then the hippy goes "Shut up and have some coffee, dammit"...Damn...those two are a trip. Too bad I can't say bad things about him when he's around...*Fred looks miffed.* Hey, we're almost there? Think they got anything shiny? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she nods to Fred, offering a few comments when she can get a word in edge-wise, but her mind is a bit occupied...more not wanting to disappoint Twomoons-rhya than anything else* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : I'll bet we can find something shiny... You like foil, right? Auggy (st groove-again): ~ss~ It's okay, but it's just...I dunno. Cheap. That's it, it's cheap. I'm better then that. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *can't help but chuckle a bit at that* ~ss~ Yes, you are... And come to think of it, I have a shiny to give you when we get home. *not like she's really gonna SEE her ex to give him his class ring back...may as well go to good use* Auggy (st groove-again): *Stepping out into the penumbra of Seven Lakes is...odd. The feeling is familiar, and yet not. The spiritual freshness is easy to feel, But the rat-spirits are nonexistant, replaced by the various members of Falcons' brood. * Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *is suddenly glad Fred is with her...at the very least, he's familiar* Never thought I'd be homesick for rats... Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : ~ss~ Fred, my shoulder, not my head please... You're gonna mess up my hair. *but grins at him, and starts walking the direction he indicated...for lack of anything better to go on. She does wonder briefly if you can do a howl of introduction WRONG, since she's never actually done one before* Auggy (st groove-again): ~ss~ But Kylie lets me sit on her head...*he does however, slip down to plop his ass down on her shoulder* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : ~ss~ Well, I'm a big weenie. *trying to stay aware, wanting to know when the Guardians start watching her* Auggy (st groove-again): *The arrival of the Guardians takes about 2 minutes, a pair of snow-white wolves loping in eerie unison towards the intrepid pair...finally, they both circle her once, before standing and watching her* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *oooh...shit....isn't exactly sure what to do from this point, but when in doubt, bluff. She sets her backpack on the ground* ~ss~ Fred, hang on. *and shifts down into lupus, a lanky non-descript gray wolf* Auggy (st groove-again): *They both wait. Fred chitters angrily*~ss~ I was just getting comfy... Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *ignores Fred for the moment, and raises her voice into a howl of introduction* ~ws~ Arizona Ford, Quick Fingers, Cliath Philodox BoneGnawer of the Sept of the Talking Junkyard, Beta of the Street Raiders pack. *and kinda wishes it was longer, but oh well* Auggy (st groove-again): *The answering howl is in eerie unison* ~ws~ We are Daniel and David, Falcons'-Left-Talon and Falcons'-Right-Talon, Cliath Ahroun of the Sept of Seven Lakes, Guardians of the Caern, Sons of...*The introduction winds on for a ~very~ long time, making Ari wish for those nice short compact Get introductions* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *oddly, she has a thought of the "Daves" out of PCU, and is rather glad that wolves can't giggle. Though she's hard pressed not to show her amusement* Auggy (st groove-again): *The two wolves do not appear to notice the amusement* ~ws~ You are the one sent to negotiate? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : ~ws~ Yes. Auggy (st groove-again): ~ws~ Then follow us. *They both turn and lope off, not looking behind, but merely expecting to be followed* Auggy (st groove-again): *Fred's hanging on very tightly* ~ss~ Man...whoever shoved up their asses musta been ~strong~... Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : ~ss~ Quiet... *she picks her backpack up in her mouth, not bothering to shift back to homid, and trots along after the pair* Auggy (st groove-again): ((There should be a "the stick" in that last post...)) *Finally, they reach the Bawn proper, and slip back to the physical. It's...interesting. Everything is marked in some way shape or form. Glyphs, glyphs, and more glyphs...* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *resists the urge to comment on their graffitti. Once in the phyisical world, she shifts back to homid, shouldering her pack and making sure Fred is seated securely* Auggy (st groove-again): *Fred curls up and huffs slightly, David and Daniel remain in lupus, loping over to an area of lodges arranged in a lane, where they howl briefly, a voice answers, and they both enter almost on their bellies* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : ~ss~ Wish me luck, Fred. *following the pair, hesitating at the door since she's not sure if she's to go inside too* Auggy (st groove-again): *Shortly thereafter, the two exit in homid, forming an honor guard for a third gentleman who walks out. About 6 feet tall, middle-aged, he carries himself as if he were royalty. He looks at Arizona with the gentle kindness of a king upon seeing a particularly favored peasant* You are the one called Quick Fingers? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she nods, dipping her head some...though probably not far enough, given her lack of experience at BEING a peasant* Yes, Rhya. Auggy (st groove-again): *a soft rumble, perhaps displeasure* I am Jerome Light-of-Falcon, Adren Theurge of the Silver Fangs, Gatekeeper, son of *Yet another exceptionally long-winded recitation* . Come with me to the Lodge of Truce, where we will discuss the possibility of a pleasant relationship between our septs. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *oh geez, this isn't even their GE? She is soooo screwed... She nods and follows him, keeping a death grip on her backpack* Auggy (st groove-again): *The interior of the lodge is a combination of stone and brightly polished oak, with soft chairs covered in red crushed velvet. A gold tea service is at one end* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *oooh...velvet...ok, yeah, she's impressed. But she tries very hard not to show it, keeping the wide-eyed gawking to a minimum* Auggy (st groove-again): *It's...really hard not to do...Jerome settles himself comfortably, humming in a certain rhythm. Two small spirits materialize to pour tea, and they are thanked before they disappear* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *great...Coffee at the yard...tea here...none of which does she drink. Oh well, guess she's about to. She sets her backpack down and perches herself on the edge of a chair* Auggy (st groove-again): *Jerome takes a cup, inhales reverently, and sips* I take it your journey here was pleasant? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she nods* Yes, Rhya. Thank you. *takes a cup as well, figuring if she makes a faux pas, he'll let her know...she smells the tea a bit, trying to figure out what's in it* Auggy (st groove-again): *He moves, slowly, almost like he's leading her in what to do. The tea is dark and aromatic* Earl Gray. Would you care for sugar, or honey? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *manages a small grin at him* Would you believe I don't know? I've never actually had tea before. I mean...not hot tea. *sips it gingerly...yeah, it's a bit strong* Um...honey, maybe? Auggy (st groove-again): *He keeps his suprise well-hidden* Sad, to not know of the finer things. *He hums again, and the spirits re- materialize, pushing a small bowl of honey and a dipper within easy reach of Ari* Perhaps it is one of the things we may be able to rectify. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *a small chuckle as she helps herself to the honey, to see what that does to the tea...though it's never going to be Mountain Dew, no matter what she does to it* Oh, we have tea... *thinking of some of Valerie's concoctions* I just never tried it. Auggy (st groove-again): It is good that you have access to the finer things, at least. *Sips his tea* The Elders here were concerned with the...lackadasical attitude your sept seems to have taken in the negotiations thus far. Auggy (st groove-again): *A nod* Indeed. Anders' reports indicate very little...some brief talk with a Twomoons...over the course of two months. You can see where we would be concerned, yes? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : Things have been a bit hectic, lately. And we're fairly laid back. In our case, I'd take no news as good news. *thinking of the Ben incident* But I'm here now... Auggy (st groove-again): You are. For that, we are appreciative. Did your council give any message for you to convey? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : Nothing specific. I'm supposed to find out what we have to offer each other. Auggy (st groove-again): I believe we have a great deal to give to each other. The incidents which we have heard of in recent months are things that require leadership, correct? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *quirks a brow* What incidents? Auggy (st groove-again): *quietly* I would presume that we both know. Specifically, the incident between your sept, and the Asphalt Crown in Seattle. Other incidents, the recent...rift, apparently the pack led by Twomoons is at its' center. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she shrugs* The issue with the Asphalt Crown was settled, as far as I know, by our Grand Elder. Rather decisively. And any other..rifts... You can't honestly tell me that you don't have any internal squabbling here. It comes and goes...and the people who are at each other's throats one day would still die to protect each other the next. So no, there's no leadership issue. Auggy (st groove-again): Perhaps. However, we still have concerns about the stability of the Talking Junkyard. If your sept were to fall, ours would come under attack next. The opening of a moon bridge is the greatest sign of trust between septs. *sips his tea* What would your sept offer, to ease the concerns of our elders? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *purses her lips a little, she has no idea what to offer, actually, then shrugs* What would be easing, to them? Auggy (st groove-again): *He purses his lips briefly. Contemplating* The Sept of Seven Lakes, would greatly appreciate it if the Talking Junkyard were to allow 1 pack from this sept to remain there, for 2 seasons. They will be under the command of your Council. The Seven Lakes sept will reserve the right to recall the pack if need be. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : What pack, and how big? *a pack of Cliath...that's one thing. A pack of Athros...she knows there's no way in hell* Auggy (st groove-again): I believe you know two of them. They have two others, a cliath and a Fostern. All are Ahroun, by birth. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *the twins? And an entire Ahroun pack...oh geez... Definitely gotta talk to Twomoons and Danni before she agrees to that one* You know I'll have to check with the Council before I can agree to that... Our caern has...some interesting inhabitants, and extra Ahrouns running around could be a problem. Auggy (st groove-again): Of course. If there is a counter-proposal, we will gladly hear it. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : I don't think there was really any thought toward a...permanent occupation. *ok yeah, she said it deliberately like that* Our thoughts ran more toward aid in an emergency. Send one pack for aid...whether it be from you to us, or vice versa. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *thinks* I don't think we HAVE a pack of all Ahrouns. *Erin and Brad... Danni and Steel...that's about as doubled up as it gets* And like I said, I need to run that one past Steamroller-rhya and the others. Auggy (st groove-again): Of course. Shall we adjourn the official negotiations for the moment? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she nods* Sure, if you want. *she sets her cup of tea aside, still mostly full* Auggy (st groove-again): *Sets his own cup aside* If you like, we will provide more...appropriate refreshment for you. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she grins a little and shrugs* When in Rome, right? *stands up, grabbing her backpack* I don't suppose you know if there's good cel reception out here, do you? Auggy (st groove-again): *a slight frown* Cel...? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : Cel phone? *fishes it out of her pack to show him* Auggy (st groove-again): *Ari might as well have shown Jerome a month-old rat corpse, for the look of displeasure that crosses his face* Ah. Yes. Regrettably, the equipment for such...things, is far from pleasing to Falcon. A trip can be arranged, if need be. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she shakes her head* No, s'ok. I'll send Fred. Though my pack's just gonna have a stroke when I don't check in. *giggles at that* Auggy (st groove-again): Hopefully they will be understanding. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *giggles again* You haven't met my alpha...or Brad. *but doesn't appear particularly concerned* Though, if I'm gonna be here a few more days, I would like to be able to call...someone. So..we'll talk about it then, ok? Auggy (st groove-again): It is quite possible, that the negotiations may take a few days. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *she nods* Figured as much. In a few days, I'd like to make a few phone calls. I got folks who worry. *looks to Fred* ~ss~ Think you can do a quick run to the yard and tell Twomoons-rhya about the pack of Ahrouns they're wanting to send? Auggy (st groove-again): ~ss~ Oh, so now I'm your messenger ~and~ your neckwarmer? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~ : *grins at Fred* ~ss~ But your the cutest messenger and neck warmer a girl ever had... AND, I have a shiny for you when we get home, remember? Auggy (st groove-again): ~ss~ Better be a good shinything....*he disappears* Auggy (I drank what?): *The next few days pass in a wonderful haze of nearly-respectful treatment, and more then a few gentle smiles. A couple longing glances from Kinfolk at Ari's nearly-unstoppable enthusiasm may be noticed* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *ok, she's not TOTALLY oblivious to the fact that she's gorgeous, but she really doesn't mean to be. So, when she jogs, she wears some skimpy stuff...and so she has a tendency to dance while she's listening to her headphones... Just harmless fun...really...* Auggy (I drank what?): *Finally, one of the younger kinfolk, perhaps 20, and bearing the walk of a king and the look of a GI Joe recruiting poster arrives* Jerome wishes to speak with you, Arizona... Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: Hmm? *pushing her headphones down around her neck, she smiles that beaming smile at him* Oh, ok, thanks! *putting away the school book she'd been working on...doing her freshman year of college through correspondance is a pain in the ass* Auggy (I drank what?): Er...this way...*a slight blush as he turns his broad back and walk/swaggers in the manner of a guy with a heavily overdeveloped upper body* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *and yeah, she looks...she's eighteen, for pete's sake... And she grins to herself, kind of wishing she had some girlfriend to gossip with about his...attributes* Hey, wait up! *jogging a step or two to walk beside him* Auggy (I drank what?): Er...yes? *Stops* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *chuckles* Nothing...just trying to catch up. Your legs are longer than mine. *and grins up at him* C'mon, let's go... Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *walking along, nodding to a few of the faces she's come to know... And yeah, she KINDA feels guilty about not calling home, but...surely the guys know she's ok...* Auggy (I drank what?): *The lodge is still breathtakingly opulent, and still has that same gold tea service. Jerome stands as she enters, the kinfolk bowing once, deeply, before leaving the two of them alone* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *still has to blink everytime a kin bows...that's just...weird. She smiles and nods to Jerome, though* Good day, rhya! Auggy (I drank what?): *A miniscule frown as he indicates the elegantly upholstered chair for her seating enjoyment* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *nods and comes over to sit down...and she doesn't even flop, she sits nicely* Auggy (I drank what?): *Quietly* I would speak frankly, on behalf of my elders. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *nods a little* Ok... *didn't expect anything else from him, really, but if he feels it necessary to say so...* Auggy (I drank what?): Again, we have grave concerns about the Talking Junkyard. While we understand the necessity of a challenge to the death, we find the...cozy relationship, with the Ratkin...distasteful. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *quirks a brow* Cozy isn't the word I'd use... Auggy (I drank what?): Indeed? When the basis of the challenge is the word of a Ratkin, about an incident perpetrated by the former and current Grand Elders with the Ratkin, what word would you use? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: The word "dumbass" comes to mind. *frowns a little* But I'm a Cliath, so my opinion of the politics involved means very little. Auggy (I drank what?): *A frown at the vulgarity quickly passes* I am inclined to agree with the...crude, yet applicable terminology. It is the feeling of the council, that if a moon bridge is opened, that we will bear a havy burden. The Talking Junkyard, for all intents and purposes, seems prepared to tear itself apart from within. Is the Council of Seven Lakes accurate in its' assessment? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *she tilts her head, thinking on that one...not being there, she can only go by what Fred has told her* It...could happen... But I don't think it will. I don't think Danni-rhya will allow it to happen. She helped build that place with her own blood...I can't see her letting it split. *though how Danni will accomplish that is beyond her* Auggy (I drank what?): That it could happen gives rise to concern. How then, can this first concern be resolved? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: The concern over the rats? *she shakes her head* The rats kind of go with the caern, I don't know how to reassure you on that count. It's not going to change, and I can't tell you that it will. Auggy (I drank what?): *A gentle sigh* How then, can the concern of the council be eased? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *a small grin* I could tell you to just wait and see, and then say I told you so when it all comes out ok, but I don't think that's what you're looking for. *tilts her head* I don't know what to tell you. This stuff...it doesn't phase me that much anymore. I mean...we've been "teetering on the edge" before. It's just kind of the way things run there. Maybe it's a little more high stress than you're used to, but for us...it's home. Auggy (I drank what?): I shall relay this to the council. *A slight pause* We have other concerns. Your sept has no Gatekeeper at this time. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *she nods* We actually have someone in training... As soon as she passes her rank challenge, I think. At least, that's what she told me the plan was. Auggy (I drank what?): *A slight nod* Ah. Excellent. *A pause again* Your Warder...what tribe is he again? There seems to be some confusion in this matter. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: Twomoons-rhya is of the Children of Gaia. Why? Auggy (I drank what?): *an eyebrow raises slightly* Indeed. A member of a tribe known for it's...pacifism. Is he truly the most suitable? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *nods, serious* He's the best at the job. He's been in the military, so he knows about stuff like that, and he's also able to try and resolve things without breaking heads first. *raises her chin a little* He's taught me most everything I know about being a Philodox. *ok, yes, she still believes Twomoons-rhya walks on water* Auggy (I drank what?): *A soft exhalation* Your sept...has a great deal that makes it...unsuitable. What would you say, makes it suitable? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: Because we take what you think is unsuitable, and we make it work. We have probably a dozen things about our caern that shouldn't go together. But they do, and they even work well for the most part. *holds her chin proudly* We've come through some amazing stuff. Stuff that would have broken a lot of septs. Stuff that DID break a couple septs. And we came through it. What doesn't kill us will always make us stronger. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: I don't think they'd mind... He's been tolerated fairly well, so far. At least better than the Shadow Lords have been. *then grins a little* By the way, the pack of Ahrouns idea was a no go. But you probably knew it would be. Auggy (I drank what?): It was presumed that our gracious offer would be rejected. We will be content to have Anders as an observer. Does your council have any terms, before I present the offer of the Sept of the Seven Lakes? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *she thinks for a moment* I know that they'll want to reserve the right to send Anders home, if he should cause a problem... But I really can't see him doing that, so it should be just a formality. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *she shakes her head* You know good and well they're not gonna accept your TC. And what Anders might view as volatile may not be the truth. I told you, what you see as turmoil is actually kinda normal for us. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: You're allowed to act in the best interest of YOUR sept... *tilts her head* That's a given. But it's not fair to assume you know what's in the best interest of OUR sept, since the two septs are so very very different in population and location. Auggy (I drank what?): Such would be overly presumptuous of us. Which is why such a dispatch would only occur at the behest of Anders. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *quirks a brow* And what makes Anders qualified to make that call? Auggy (I drank what?): His presence. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *smirks just slightly* Would you trust me, just by fact of me being here, to judge the condition of your sept? Auggy (I drank what?): If you had been here an adequate length of time, you would of course, be trusted to make a decision if you felt it was in the best interest of the Talking Junkyard to do so. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: Ok, it'll work like this, then. You offer up a pack for our defense, if we call for it, we'll do the same for you. We agree on that much, so far? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: Then why don't we leave it at that for a bit, since we both agree on something. It's a start. Auggy (I drank what?): Very well. *pauses* I apologize, buit I have things that need attending to. At this time, I suggest a recess. Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): *It's a sparklingly beautiful spring day at the Seven Lakes sept...very much like every day has been since spring officially began. Only broken by slight rains that last about 30 minutes...it's very...disconcerting, if one thinks about it* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *luckily, Ari isn't one of those who would think about it, finding the brief showers, though still chilly, a good excuse to go walking in the rain. Mental note, white t-shirts are not the best to do this in. And while she's having a great time, she is also very aware that her pack...and her boyfriend....have got to be freaking out by this point* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *has to wonder if that gold tea set ever gets washed, or if it just sits there between meetings* Rhya... *smiling and nodding to Jerome as she enters, taking what has become her usual seat* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *she nods* Little bit... Slow, but sure... *chuckles a little* Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): True progress is by definition a slow thing. Are there any concerns you wish to address? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *she tilts her head a little* Honestly, rhya? I've had really great time here. You guys have been just awesome to me, and I know you didn't have to be. But...I miss my pack. I miss my kids...I REALLY miss my boyfriend... I wanna go home soon. So, here's what I'm thinking. *takes a deep breath* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: At the risk of sounding rude... You guys came to us. I mean...you keep talking about these concerns your Council has, but... If you really don't like what you've found, you walk. I mean, no harm no foul. If you're willing to put up with what you found, then we've got a deal the way things stand. Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): *an eyebrow raises slightly* Initially, we heard great things about the Talking Junkyard, hence the initial offer was extended. We maintain great hopes, but a Moon Bridge is no small thing. I understand your impatience, however these things must be treated with the proper gravity. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: Then what exactly do you want? No more beating around the bush, no more "the Council has concerns"... You guys needed something, or you wouldn't have come looking for us. *a small smirk* You know I'm right. We don't exactly run in the same circles. So what is it that you need from us? Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): Can an offer not be extended, without ulterior motive or a desire beyond simple friendship? As individuals must choose their packmates carefully, so too must septs choose carefully. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *a bit of a grin* I'm eighteen. I'm not stupid. Even approaching a new packmate, the alpha usually has a reason in mind. God knows, I've helped my own recruit enough to know that. And maybe seeing the rats at work has jaded me, but yeah...most offers aren't extended without motive. Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): This is indeed a truth. Why do you choose who you will ask will be in your pack? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: Usually because they have something the pack lacks. We're looking for a good theurge right now, if you know of any. *grins* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *she nods* So Anders stays, to watch. *then giggles* Why do I suddenly feel like a National Geographic special? *then getting serious again* But you can't interfere. What you were saying last time, if Anders got freaked, that you'd send someone...that isn't right. You'd be pretty pissed if we tried that here. Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): Interference...there may be situations that require us to take some action. Surely you cannot expect us to sit idle while actions leave your sept open to collapse? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: And what happens when our definition of collapse differs from yours? Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): Do you believe Anders is qualified to make such a choice? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: I barely know Anders. I think I've actually spoken to him maybe once. *purses her lips, thinking* Assuming we let the call be his...what happens if it turns out that he's NOT qualified? If he "cries wolf"? Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): At a certain point, there must be trust. We place the collective trust of our sept in him, in belief that he is qualified to make such a choice. If you have concerns about his crying wolf, then let there be only one representative to answer the call. If our Truthcatcher agrees that Anders' request is a valid one, then steps may be taken from there. Presumably, your Truthcatcher would be willing to accept a similar burden. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *isn't about to mention that the position of Truthcatcher seems to bounce around more than Danni's kid's dad. She nods a bit* Ok...one person to come check it out, if Anders thinks things are bad. But I can't promise that any steps will be taken from that point. I mean... Well, you'd just have to meet the elders to understand. Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): Elders, as a rule, are obstinate creatures. *a sly smile* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *blinks, then busts out laughing* Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): I'm sure there will be difficulties in the beginning. Do you feel that we have sufficent to adjourn, and allow you to take what we have said to you Elder Council? Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: I think so.... If they don't like what we've come up with, they'll send someone back. Probably Linda... *grins a bit at that thought* Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): Very well then. I will make the necessary arrangements, and speak of what we have discussed. *another small smile* You represent your sept very well. Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *grins a little, blushing just slightly* Thanks. Believe it or not, that means a lot. Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): It has been an adventure. *softly* You may be surprised to know that several kinfolk here have been asking after you. But that is an entirely different matter. *standing and finishing his tea* Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *that gets another blush, though in a way it makes her feel good...and makes her miss Gage* I should get packed up to head home. Auggy (ST Groove v. 3.0): Of course. If you will accompany me to the rituals circle... Ari Ford ~Quick Fingers~: *and she does* Back | List of Archive | Next |
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