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ah. You have Gaiman's whole Death thing going on. I figured you were either a Gaiman fan or a Gothchick.

I'm just your average Winter Fay Princess.

I'm glad there is a large enough sample in order to determine an average.

Might I ask your connection with Zardi?

I serve my Master as his Major-Domo's Fairie Friday... I do it all...

I am so glad Lardy is not here to imply innuendo over that.

If I may ask, what binds you to his service?

My mother sold me to my Master for three magic beans and a partridge in a pear tree...

Seen any Fae lately human? If it weren't for my Master the Fae race would have been extinct centuries ago.

I serve by my own free choice. My oath given by me for my reasons alone. I am bound by my honor alone.

There are actually plenty of Fae left in the universe, and I've met many in my travels.

I have no doubt your master has been quite helpful in preservation, but I would humbly suggest that claims of potential Fae extinction might be a bit overstated. I will grant that there are many worlds where Fae once were but are no longer.

You've never met a Fae like.. me... before Mr Shakespeare.

And don't think that a few casual observations equal a thourough study Mr Shakespeare. Particularly when you had no idea that there was a problem when you took a quick glance at something beyond your ability to comprehend.

Perhaps. I have never pretended to know everything, and I fully concede you would seem to be in a more informed position than I.

I apologize if my questioning has touched upon any sore points. It's just... you seem different than the others of Zardi's crew.

<arches her back and smiles> Maybe because of these?

Heh!
Well, those, too.

No, I just meant in terms of spirit.

Spirit? You think I'm some kind of freaking Cheerleader? {Giggle}

Rah! Rah! Rah! Go Zardi Go!!! and crap like that?

No Way! The guys go for that big macho stuff. I've got my own ways of getting things done...

heh. That's one way to define 'spirit,' I suppose.

You think that was good?

Watch this trick...



Now would you like to find out first hand how I get things done my way?

Depends on what your way entails.

Come back to the castle with me and find out. Nobody has to know you're there and I'll have you back here before you're missed.

But! The silly grin on your face for the next three days you've got to explain on your own...

well... I had a pretty hard time leaving there, last time I went. So I'm not in a particular rush to go back, especially without letting anyone else know where I am.

A simple glamour will take care of the compulsions, or don't you like me?

"Like" is not the obstacle, my dear.

Well you tell me what the obsticle is and I'll remove it. Like maybe you don't like my outfit?

Candle flicks out of the light just behind glamour girl and injects her with a hypospray of antimagic sleep potion.

Carrie-Ann slips gracefully (with help from Candle,) as well as unconciously, into a deck chair.

Candle arranges Carrie the Fey's costume artfully around her and turns to Kent.

"Well, golly-gee-whiz, to quote your little office girl!"
She holds up her hand, "Gothe Girl will wake-up just fine in about 15 minutes, so relax, about-to-be-lover-boy/Kardi-captive!"

"I just thought you might need a break to get your head back on straight AND I wanted to try this hypospray that you included in my antimagic kit."

Kent looks at her rather sheepishly, but before he can say anything, Candle smiles and shifts to the shadows and disappears.

The shadows deepen, and Candle/Shady steps out and checks Carrie-Ann's pulse.

"I guess she's okay."

She shrugs and looks around, "Good. Kent used the time to get away with Luna. I hope the poor kid's okay."

Flicker and gone.

<Carrie Ann reverts to her normal form>



What... Happened...

Barley...

I'm here little one.

<Pickes her up in one massive hand and they vanish >

appears and speaks briefly with Vee asking if she can drop off a couple of guests who are 'incognito' and are in need of a rather 'natural' type of space, removed from his other guests.

Vee walks across a huge lawn and through a small copse of fir and dogwood trees to a secluded English styled garden and a two bedroom guest house.

Mysa is quite impressed.

The two of them arrange for food and all of the utilities, with some interesting entertainment included and Mysa gives Vee enough jewels to pay for a new wing to be added to his villa.

Mysa whispers a word and Leathersnout and Sugarwing appear.
She and Vee both speak with them quietly for a time and the Fey types run to the house to choose their bedrooms and settle in.

With a sigh, disappears again.