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Satisfied that the spell had taken hold, Ikuze went to take Rava's hand after putting her guitar back across her back. "Let's move. We'll head for the gates and wait for Caitlin just outside the patrol paths. Let's go before he decides to remember us. Danny, nice seeing you again. Guessing Bosk?" she asked before trying to move as fast as she could, hoping that Rava would pick up her own pace so she wasn't having to be effectively dragged. "Later!" she yelled out so that Caitlin could at least know they were getting out and wouldn't have to worry.
as Ikuze carried Rava out of there , in her own word Rava said to her friend " Ikuze , please dont use magic on me ... it dont feel good, and i would just have knocked out the Gu" she was cut off as she puked a more but this time it was her breakfast meaning the bad part of the magic side effect had finally worn off just leaving her sick. (this is just too funny )
Maria ran into the room, stepping right into the offending bile seeping into his expensive rug. She looked quickly from the Baron to Judd, to the young boy in the room before glancing down at the squishy ooze around her slipper. Gingerly she lifted her foot and whipped the cloth out from her waistband to get to work on the offending material.
Marquel ushered the other two out of his study to let Maria work, and with a simple nod toward the door he wordlessly commanded his butler to show the boy out. Turning to go up the stairs he was caught by surprise at seeing the commander on his way back down.
"What on Earth were you doing upstairs? Those are not public spaces."
Post by Danny Ravensdale on Feb 7, 2014 19:52:08 GMT
Danny followed the butler quietly, munchig away at ohe of the several biscuits he'd stashed away. "So... Caitie's a baroness. What cha think of that?" Danny looked at the imposing butler as he spoke. "Or is it bad form or something' ta talk ta someone like me?" Danny's mind was whirling as the gears in his head kept turning. I'll have to let Jack know what happened here... Maybe there's something we can use... Danny began munching another biscuit as he neared the exit to the estate. "Tell Caitie I said hi, would'ja?" Danny trotted out the exit held open and disappeared into the night. He had planning to do.
Faolan narrowed his eyes at the Barron. What was he on about now. Had he received a knock on the head in the time that Skye had been upstairs. He supposed it didn't really matter in the long run, but why he gone upstairs. "I...we were in the study with..." who had they been with, "you called me to come here because of the number of impostors showing up at your door. Don't you remember?" Skye could barely remember himself. It was like a blur. Caitlin's spell had done a number on him, though that had been his fault. He hadn't wanted to arrest her here, like this, and so his mind was concocting its own story to fill in the inconvenient truth.
"There was a noise upstairs. I went to investigate while you dealt with your other guests. I feared it might be a thief attempting to take advantage of the chaos in your security perimeter. It seems the only intruder I found belongs here. You'll be happy to know that your daughter has returned. She is with your wife even now. It seems your wanted posters worked after all. She is perfectly well, and no harm came to her, though I apologize for drawing a sword on her when I thought she was a thief."
"Yes, yes right I did," He nodded along when the Commander told him he'd summoned the man to his home. But as his words continued, the Baron's expression fell, and his face grew red with silent rage. Of course he was happy to hear Caitlin was home, but it also terrified him that she'd snuck in and found her mother without letting him soften the blow. It also infuriated him that now he had to face his daughter after siccing a man in uniform on her - and with a sword drawn no less!
"Uncivilized, uncouth, un--" Marquel sputtered as he wracked his brain for words to explain what he felt, but there were none. Fatherly instinct had him marching to the stairs and shouldering past the stronger man, placing himself protectively between Faolan and the access-way to his daughter. "You are no longer welcome in my house -AND furthermore I insist you drop this case and stay as far away -from my daughter- as humanly possible." If the stately man had a dark side, this was it, and he was simply glowering with an unspoken 'or else'.