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* Faren is in Faren-form, sitting on a beach. (Clothed)
* Faren has been out swimming to relieve some stress, far enough from Crawford's so as not to run into many people.
*** Sascha is now known as Caelan
* Faren scoops sand idly, building a castle with it.
* Faren looks pensive as he shifts sand.
<Caelan> . o O (A ... sand castle?)
<Caelan> O_o
<Caelan> . o O (Faren's losin' it!)
<Faren> (He's not concentrating very hard on it. ;^D)
<Faren> (Just keeping his hands busy, more or less.)
* Caelan walks up behind Faren, not trying to be stealthy or anything.
* Faren turns calmly to see who is approaching.
<Caelan> I s'pose next you're gonna decorate that with pretty little sea-shells?
* Faren is mildly surprised.
<Faren> No, I have to make little flag poles out of twigs first.
<Faren> What are you doing here?
* Caelan shrugs.
<Caelan> Killin' time...
<Faren> That's about the long and short of it for me, as well...
<Caelan> I got an appointment with Ace and some friends of his.
<Faren> How are things...?
* Caelan says with a grimace.
* Caelan shrugs again.
<Caelan> Guess I can't complain.
<Caelan> You look *real* busy though.
<Faren> Och... thinking.
<Faren> I've heard rumours that you and Isabel have cleverly sorted things out?
<Caelan> Where'd you hear that?
* Caelan asks quickly.
<Faren> I have my sources.
<Caelan> Somebody's got a big fuckin' mouth... >;/
<Caelan> (>:/)
<Caelan> (I only told Ace :o)
<Caelan> (And HEather said ace wouldn't spill )
<Faren> (I don't believe Ace would have told Faren)
<Faren> (However, Di's place is crowded with servants, and Rachel and Isabel have discussed things freely on several occasions.)
<Caelan> I guess that shouldn't surprise me though
<Caelan> (yes...)
<Faren> No one notices servants at Her Excellency's.
<Caelan> (too bad I'm not smart enough to realize that's what you mean ;D)
<Caelan> God dammit.
<Faren> Your little phoenix and her cousin have been discussing things as girls are wont to do.
<Caelan> My little what?
* Caelan looks annoyed and puzzled.
<Faren> Firebird.
<Faren> She has a temper.
<Caelan> Oh.
<Caelan> Well, nothing I can't handle.
* Caelan sits down on the sand.
* Faren gets a WP back for confusing Caelan! ;^D
<Caelan> (oh come on... that's too easy. ;D)
<Faren> I understand that Isabel is learning Heather Balm. I hear you bite.
* Faren grins wickedly.
<Caelan> Eh, she started it.
* Caelan grins back.
<Faren> Well, if I had a pretty thing biting me I would not have much to complain about, let me assure you.
<Caelan> Nope.
* Caelan idly digs a hole in the sand.
<Faren> Thank you; my castle needed a moat.
<Caelan> Obviously
<Faren> Do you know anything about trouble back home?
<Caelan> Yeh.
<Faren> I've heard from some of my kin that something's brewing.
<Caelan> TOo fuckin' much.
<Caelan> I'm sending some guys your way...
<Faren> You are?
<Caelan> Ace thinks the wallflower needs more bodyguards.
* Faren rolls his eyes.
<Faren> That won't draw attention to anything.
<Caelan> Just a few guys.
<Faren> Where the fuck am I supposed to put them?
* Caelan shrugs.
<Faren> Crawford's place is not exactly large.
<Caelan> Tell that to Ace.
<Caelan> I just do what 'm told.
* Caelan says, a trifle sullenly.
* Faren shakes his head, pissed off.
<Caelan> (afk one sec while I pop something in the -ugh- oven)
<Faren> I will. I am perfectly capable of keeping 'Rene safe on my own.
<Caelan> from werewolves?
<Faren> Werewolves is it?
<Caelan> Something like that.
<Faren> That's a bit tricky if I'm to keep her at Crawford's.
<Faren> If I can relocate though, not a problem.
<Caelan> Probably nothing will happen.
<Faren> What the hell happened, if you're willing to tell me?
<Caelan> Ace is gonna placate them with a little blood...
<Caelan> colossal shitstorm...
<Faren> ...
<Caelan> One of my operatives turned traitor.
<Caelan> They still have her.
<Faren> Ah...
<Faren> So you are now the proverbial lamb, is that it?
<Caelan> You're pretty fuckin' swift.
* Caelan says sarcastically.
<Caelan> Yeh, that's me.
<Caelan> Ace wants to make sure they think I was acting on my own that the operations in Ireland have nothing to do with him
* Faren looks quite angry but nods.
<Caelan> Hence, turning me over to them, as a show of good faith or some shit.
<Faren> Is he arranging to have you make it out alive again?
<Caelan> So he says.
<Faren> Does Isabel know?
<Faren> I can't imagine she'd let you go alone, if she did.
<Caelan> She doesn't know anything; I'm not *that* stupid.
<Faren> I didn't think you were.
<Faren> I am just thinking aloud.
<Faren> A bad habit of mine.
* Faren stares off down the beach grimly.
<Caelan> Don't look so worried. The probably won't even come up here.
<Caelan> ace'll smooth everything over.
<Faren> Yes, he is good at that, isn't he?
* Faren says darkly.
<Caelan> Yeesh, what's up *your* ass?
<Faren> Nothing important.
<Faren> I am merely wondering how far Tierney will go. I once thought he considered us as friends and would still like to believe that. But more and more it is clear that we are pawns.
<Caelan> Yeah well...
<Faren> He is doing what he must.
<Faren> But that doesn't mean I have to like it.
<Caelan> Wahat're ya gonna do...
<Faren> Stick this through and then decide.
<Caelan> I think when this is through, Ace won't need us anyway.
<Caelan> Not if it goes the way he wants.
<Caelan> Who needs an army, when you're a giant monster, right?
* Faren half-smiles.
<Caelan> I'll be ouf'f a job
<Faren> Well, we shall learn then if we were right to call him friend, won't we?
<Caelan> I guess so.
* Caelan says sullenly.
<Faren> . o O (And if we were wrong... well, I have centuries to regain my own.)
<Faren> . o O (But when you come down to it, I don't have any desire to cross him, really.)
<Faren> :^/
* Faren looks somewhat glum.
* Caelan does, too.
* Faren trails his fingers through the sand, raking it, and sighs.
<Caelan> Meh.
<Faren> Indeed.
* Caelan lies down on the sand and looks up at the sky,
<Caelan> (.)
<Faren> What arts do you have?
<Caelan> Huh?
* Caelan looks over.
<Caelan> Why?
<Faren> I can give you an Oaken shield, if you don't have one already.
<Faren> Whenever you have to go be a toy for the Garou.
<Caelan> won't matter anyway,
<Caelan> That'll just prolong it.
* Caelan shrugs.
<Faren> Well, if you are not to be killed, then you could pretend the damage is worse than it is, perhaps. They tend to think we are quite frail.
<Faren> It might work. Although, I must admit, I have not fought many Garou in my time.
<Caelan> I think they're looking to see my guts draped over my shoulder like a scarf
<Caelan> Know a good way to fake *that*?
<Faren> Yum.
<Caelan> Garou like makin' stuff *bleed* in my experience...
<Faren> Facade someone you don't like to look like you?
* Faren jokes grimly.
<Caelan> Ace'll know.
<Faren> I know.
<Caelan> Ace wants me to go, so I'm going.
<Faren> Can I do anything for you if you *don't* survive?
<Faren> If you do I'll throw a party.
<Caelan> ...
* Caelan thinks for a minute.
<Caelan> Just one thing.
<Faren> All right.
<Faren> If it's within my power I shall do it.
<Caelan> Just tell Isabel, ok?
<Faren> All right. An onerous task but that's what I expected you might ask.
<Caelan> Ha-ha.
<Faren> I'll give myself a few Oakenshields to help me keep my head on my shoulders, and remind her not to shoot the messenger.
<Caelan> She doesn't even know who you are, man.
<Caelan> Just tell her you're a friend of mine...
<Caelan> I just don't want her to think I ditched her or something, you know...
<Faren> Of course.
* Caelan nods
<Faren> You have my solemn promise that I shall do as you ask should you not return to this life.
<Caelan> Thanks, man.
* Faren offers his hand for Caelan to shake and seal the deal.
<Faren> No problem.
* Caelan shakes Faren
<Caelan> 's hand/
<Faren> It's the least I can do.
<Caelan> (stupid enter key ;D)
<Faren> (I was gonna say. ;^D)
<Caelan> Isabel's a good girl...
* Caelan says to no-one in particular, looking back up at the sky.
* Faren raises an eyebrow questioningly.
<Faren> . o O (I hope he wasn't suggesting that I pick her up after breaking the news. I just don't think it would work out.)
<Faren> ^-^
<Faren> We've had some good times, you and I. Hope we'll have more.
<Caelan> Yeah...
<Faren> Though I guess you won't be able to go chasing colleens with me now that you have Isabel.
<Caelan> Well...
* Faren teases, trying to lighten things up a bit.
<Caelan> I hadn't thought of that...
<Faren> Well... then again, she is House Fiona, isn't she?
<Faren> Perhaps she'd be open to some experimentation.
<Faren> In which case you could be one lucky guy.
<Caelan> I dunno.
* Caelan shrugs.
<Caelan> It's weird, I don't reall care.
<Caelan> (really)
* Faren looks down and away, cockiness gone.
<Faren> <q> No, I know what you mean...
<Caelan> What?
* Faren hasn't seen Hayley for a while now. :^(
<Caelan> (And he's not gonna! BWAH! >:)
<Faren> Do you remember when I dropped off the face of the planet for a couple weeks?
<Faren> Back before Beltaine, it was.
<Faren> Right after the big blowup with Tierney...
<Caelan> Yeh, I just thought you were stuck up here.
* Faren scoops up some sand and lets it sift through his fingers.
<Faren> No... I left in a fit of anger, and got down to the bay. Got shot - see the scar?
<Faren> You wouldn't be talking to me now if I hadn't washed up on a certain beach...
<Caelan> Who still has guns man? That's bad luck.
<Caelan> I thought you said you had primal, anyway...?
<Faren> It's rare for anyone to have guns.
<Faren> But I think it was supposed to happen.
<Faren> I was knocked cold - couldn't use my cantrips.
* Faren rubs his neck where the scar is.
<Faren> Everything was conspiring to this, do you see?
<Caelan> Uh, not really.
<Faren> Hayley saved me... she nursed me back to health though she was half-starved. She originally meant to kill me and eat me, actually. I was wearing my skin, so I was just a seal to her.
<Caelan> Oh for fuck sakes.
<Faren> Yes.
<Caelan> You are not going to tell me it's that little psycho brat.
<Faren> I'm afraid so.
<Caelan> Guy, you are *fucked*.
<Faren> No kidding.
<Caelan> She's like 13!!
<Caelan> That's sick.
<Faren> 14, actually. Going on 10 000.
<Caelan> Even I wouldn't hit that.
<Faren> Look, it's not like I *chose* to fall in love with her.
<Faren> But now it's done. And I cannot think of any woman but her.
<Caelan> You're stuck in that stupid spell?
<Caelan> Man... you are *so* fucked.
<Faren> It would seem so. I am not interested in any others; I have not been with a woman since Beltaine.
* Caelan repeats
<Caelan> *So* fucked.
<Faren> Yes. It is not the most pleasant turn of events.
<Caelan> That little bitch is trouble for everyone.
<Caelan> I *told* Ace it was a bad idea to have her around.
<Caelan> No-one listens to me, though... only good for hitting stuff.
<Faren> And I knew about her and the danger she posed; he warned me.
* Caelan scowls.
<Faren> I never sought her out on my own.
<Faren> It's sheer chance that I washed up on her beach, of all places.
<Caelan> Someone should just... put her out of everyone's misery.
* Caelan sits up.
* Faren 's face clouds darkly and his eyes glint dangerously.
<Faren> Don't even think of it.
* Faren shakes his head.
<Faren> I am sorry.
<Faren> Do you see? It works insidiously, that curse. It twists you so that you fight your own friends.
<Faren> Sometimes I wish she had drawn her knife across my throat.
<Faren> She is at the Baron's now.
<Caelan> Man, I don't wanna even *hear* about this shit.
* Caelan gets to his feet.
* Faren looks sad.
<Caelan> Well what do you want me to sa?
<Caelan> Glad you're cursed, when's the fuckin wedding?
<Caelan> (sa=say)
<Faren> I don't know. No.
<Faren> Go on if you wish; you have your own troubles.
<Caelan> That little brat is a waste of skin, she spreads trouble like a fuckin' *disease*; I'm not gonna sit around smiling while you tell me how you're gonna follow her like a sick puppy to the ends of the earth!
*** Boden has joined #changeling
* Faren stands up.
<Faren> You have no idea what you are talking about!
<Faren> If you knew her the way I did, you would not say such things!
* Faren snarls.
<Caelan> Dude, I don't ever, ever wanna 'know' her
<Caelan> She's fucking FOURTEEN!
<Faren> Oh for fuck's sake, not that way!
<Caelan> I know her well enough.
<Caelan> I was around her aat Ace's as much as anyone else, and more than I ever wanted to be.
<Faren> That was a wall she put up. She has had so much to deal with...
<Caelan> What the fuck ever.
<Caelan> Cry me a fucking river.
<Faren> I am not crying. Just trying to help you understand!
<Faren> Just forget about it, all right?
<Faren> I don't know why I even bothered to tell you, you with your small, petty mind.
<Caelan> Oh fine, just fucking fine.
<Caelan> And if you wanna pick your fucking delusional romance over your real friends, then fuck you too, man!
<Faren> What romance?
<Faren> I haven't seen her in months!
* Caelan makes the internationally recognized sign for 'up yours'.
* Faren shouts.
* Caelan then disappears in a fine red haze.
* Faren fumes for a while, glaring at the spot Caelan occupied until a moment ago.
<Faren> Pompous jerk.
<Faren> I am expected to help him with his problems and he runs away the moment I decide to confide in him.
* Faren kicks the sand.
<Faren> What is the use of him, anyway? Him and Tierney. Fucking Sidhe, think I am at their beck and call.
* Faren heads into the woods.
<Faren> (That would seem to be about all we can do)

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BalthCat at 14:08, 12 November 2014

Ladyiolanthe: Created page with "* Faren is in Faren-form, sitting on a beach. (Clothed) * Faren has been out swimming to relieve some stress, far enough from Crawford's so as not to run into many people. *** Sa..."