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[cozen]

WHO: Bastien, Athessa, Alexandrie, Darras, John, Marcoulf, Petrana, Yseult
WHAT: A small apology tour slash charm offensive.
WHEN: Vaguely Drakonis
WHERE: Val Royeaux
NOTES: OOC post.

Background: Riftwatch is in Val Royeaux to make it very clear that they support the Orlesian military and Exalted March and definitely do not condone desertion or harbor deserters. This is necessary because someone in Riftwatch (Bastien) helped someone in Orlais (Vincent Suchet) who was harboring deserters, including, nearly, the son of the Baron and Baronness Auvray. They take a lot of pride in their family's history of valiant military feats and were on the verge of being horribly embarrassed by the whole ordeal before they managed to turn it around and paint it as an insurrectionist conspiracy that tried and failed to lure their son away from his duty. Enough circumstantial connections to Riftwatch came up during Suchet's quick and dramatic trial that the rumor mill went a little wild, so now everyone is here to tame it!

Except Bastien, who's here to put his fake printer name back on and tell some solid lies to the Chancellor's office when they ask him what the deal is, to ensure there's no real non-gossip trouble, and then to have a little bit of a meltdown. 👉👉

Comments

[staysail]

He snorts. "Madame de Camembert is very hopeful to find an eligible bachelor. I heard from Madame Brouder she has seven daughters. All of them unmarried."

Having leaned in to disclose that fact, Darras leans back, and takes a sip of wine.

"Madame Brouder has eight daughters and only three of them are unmarried. And they are all better than the Camembert sisters in everything. Here, you're a lady, you tell me. How important d'you think it is, to play the harp?"

[sulahnan]

Her turn to snort.

"I'm no lady. I'm at best an elevated guttersnipe, thank you. So: not important at all."

[staysail]

He raises the glass in a kind of toast.

"We will take that into consideration when considering marriage prospects from the Brouders and Camemberts both. What instruments do elevated guttersnipes play?"

[sulahnan]

"Spoons," is her immediate response. "Or just singing. Most guttersnipes have tendencies toward...percussive instruments. And I'd guess that those aren't becoming for ladies."

[staysail]

He snorts. But, intrigued-- "Don't tell me you play the spoons."

[sulahnan]

"Okay. I won't," but her grin says you bet your ass I play the spoons.

Maybe when they aren't at a party where her playing the spoons would be as well received as a dog in a tutu hopping on its hind legs, she'll show him the one rhythm she can tap out on flatware.

"Anyway, why don't the Camembert sisters try finding lovers who can play the harp instead of learning it themselves? Being good with your hands seems like an important qualification for a husband."