micah_rta (micah_rta) wrote,

RtA Log - A New Window Is Built!

Characters: Micah, Celeste, Trist, Orrin, Tessa
Location: Grounds - Mandrake Manor - Amber

--[ Grounds(#3840RJ0) ]---------------------------------[ Mandrake Manor ]----

Behind the gated wall, the grounds of Mandrake Manor spread out in an
even carpet of green. The path from the gate to the house is paved
with flagstones, maintained well but not perfectly - a few places
looking to have been recently relaid with new stone. The entire
expanse of the sprawling lawn on either side of the stone-laid pathway
is well tended with a thick carpet of grass. About the manor are seen
recent signs of renovations and repair. Freshly laid stone along the
walls, newly planted landscaping which are careful to leave little
cover from the eyes of guards in black and gold who regularly patrol
the grounds. The house itself is a wide, two-story affair, spread low
across the land and marked by a portico around the lower level, and
balconies up above, topped with a clay tile roof of earthy red. The
house too looks to be recently restored to it's former glory, fresh
carpentry, plaster, and paint make the house look nearly brand new and
speak of loving restoration.

The flagstone path leads north to the manor itself, and one can also
stroll along the porch, or go around back to the gardens.

--[ lhelp ]-----------------------------------------[ Exits: N NE NW Out ]----

Raising an eyebrow, Orrin speaks softly. "I call lies. I'd have looked and I am very muchna heterosexual male. Granted I'd have looked just to see if it was armored or shaped like a mace, but I would have most definitely and unabashedly looked." Leaning on the cane once more, Orrin takes a deep drag of the cigarette and sighs contentedly. "It has been much too long. I intend to devise some sort of mechanism to allow coma patients to smoke."

Trist raises a brow and shakes his head, "Sure you didn't." he smirks returns the greeting kiss and wraps an arm around Celeste and shakes his head, looking towards the movement towards the front of the house. "What were you trying to steal?" He inquires before looking to Orrin with a chuckle. "Judging competition or what?" he inquires with a smirk.

Shaking his head slightly, Orrin offers a quiet smile of his own. "Don't need to judge competition. Besides, It's not the size of the pole, it's how you wiggle the worm that wins the best catch my Lord."

Celeste is standing on the lawn looking up as carpenters put in a new window where there's a gaping hole in one of the rooms while she talks to Orrin and Trist, nestling against Trist's side, "A diamond studded dragon statue." she groans, "does everyone have to be talking about abbs and wiggling worms and shinies...?"

Micah steps out of the house, and pauses to look up at the new window going in. He raises a hand and rubs his face, briefly. He lowers his hand and paces over to the small gathering. He offers a nod to Orrin, and a bow to Trist and Celeste. "What's wrong with abs?"

Trist rumbles softly, "I think I already won the best catch." he says with a grin, "No one said anything about Abs." he points out with a smirk. "What are YOU thinking about, Hmmmm?" he inquires of celeste teasingly with a laugh before resting his chin possesively on the top of her head as if protecting her her.

Raising an eyebrow, Orrin shrugs. "I was only talking about fishing my lady. who mentioned Abs?" Nodding to another new Arrival, the Dragoon leans against his cane once more, reaching down into his boot to find a long silver boot flask.

Celeste inhales deeply and her gaze rims in silver, "Erm. Nothing, my love. Certainly not my mate topless, that'd be unseemly." She flushes, "Hormones! Blame the hormones! I get addled and say words I don't mean!" she mutters softly. Well, at least no one's talking about the smashed window.

Micah looks from one to the other to the other, expression curious.

Tessa exits from the house, looking up to the gaping hole with a bewildered expression before spotting the gaggle of nobles. The Flock of Mandrakes. The Murder of Dragons. Whatever. She walks closer, bowing, and awaits invitation to join them.

Trist smirks impishly. "Good save love." he murmurs with a grin as he looks to Micah and nods his head as he squeezes his wife gently. "So what's been new with everyone beside going godzilla on mandrake Mansion?" he inquires with a smirk spotting Tessa and offers a nod of his head. "That question includes you Lady Tessa." he rumbles deeply.

Celeste looks up and blinks and beckons Tessa with her stump, "Hello Tessa, you're looking well. Have a seat if you like. I was going to fetch something for Orrin, would you care for anything?" She oh's, "Lord Micah, this is Lord orrin. Orrin had been unconscious due the the plague for many weeks, and blessed unicorn be praised-he's returned home. Lord orrin, this is Dame Tessa, can't recall if you two have met or not."

Considering, Orrin replies. "Well I woke up this morning. had some adequate broth, then a bath and a shave...and that covers the past few months for me." Offering a bow to both new arrivals, he straightens up once more, another black cigarette hanging from his lip as though by magic.

Micah offers a nod to Tessa as she approaches. "I had a couple of blades in an art show recently. Otherwise? Not a lot here. What about you, Trist?" He glances back to Orrin and offers another nod. "Pleasure to meet you. I'm happy to hear you're in better health."

"That you are able to stand within a day's awakening is beyond impressive, my lord." Tessa politely acknowledges Orrin's incredible masculinity with the appropriate respect of a unblooded Knight in the company of nobility. "The resiliency of your family never cedes to inspire." She returns Micah's nod with a wide smile, "I have nothing of interest to share, your Grace, though I was approached to return to the Watch to serve as Reserve Deputy. I did not accept."

Trist grins wide like a chessire cat, "Planning to steal Celeste away for a trip." he rolls his shoulders, "And leave the matters of house to a the dragon general and Lady Quina." he says impishly. He raises his brow, "Odd that they would try and get you back after releasing you of your duties." he says softly. He nips his wife playfully lazily. "And how are you and the brood." he grins as she didn't offer her story beyond the stealing of item from others in the family.

Celeste's eyebrows lift, "I'm not sure I'd have accepted either, that is a slap in the face after your many years of ardent service. What are you doing now?" She blinks and looks to Trist somewhat awkwardly, "Er. I...had forgotten about that..." she clears her throat and looks abashed.

Celeste inhales and issues a soft bassy rumble to echo his, "You're going to make our kin uncomfortable, love. I'm well. I had been preparign for wargames in Rebma. And brood?" She looks amused, "How many am I expected to be growing, love?"

Blinking at Tessa, Orrin smiles politely, leaning on the cane. "I'm 3 centuries Old My lady, and I've been a mercenary for nearly all of it. The urge to be up and moving is an overpowering one at times."

Micah doesn't look overly uncomfortable. He offers nods around. "Excuse me," he murmurs. He offers nods around and then turns away, heading toward the pavillian where his forge is.

"Yes, my lord." Tessa notes to Orrin, not bothering to agree with Celeste's summary of the invitation to serve as a deputy. It clearly is, and she's aware it is, but isn't necessarily insulted by it. "Well. I have a few options. I am still hoping to one day assist with your firefighting regiment." If she has any comments, or thoughts at all of Celeste and Trist handing off responsibility to Quina and the Dragon General, she is wise and schooled enough to neither say nor show. At Micah's sudden departure though, both brows rise sharply.

Trist laughs, "One for now." he says with a huge grin puffing out his chest. He grins and looks to Orrin, "Eh doubt anyone here would enjoy being stuck in a bed for an overly long amount of time." he chuckles. "Odd thought Micah would be the least likely to run away!" he smirks, "Take Care Micah." He calls after the man before looking to Tessa with a nod. "Well I need to get started on that before one is truly needed." He ponders and looks to Tessa, "You know of anyone else whom might be interested in joining said regiment?" he inquires with a tilt of his head.

Celeste laughs and kisses the corner of his lips, "So proud. And why wouldn't you be?" She giggles and gives an abashed grin to Tessa and Orrin, "Oh, of course. Are you getting any feed back with that? You've already met with my cousin once on the matter, no?" She notes micah's departure and notes to Tessa, "It's been...an eventful few days for lord Micah lately, I hope you will forgive his abrupt departure."

Watching the group quietly, Orrin finally nods to himself. "Speaking of I need to get some of my men on the Drum myself. please, excuse me My lord, My Ladies." Offering another stiff bow, he turns and makes his own way in search of where his bloody men might be camped.

"Not on a full time basis, your Grace, but there are a few whose unique skill within the city could be of great boon. Many, though, are characters to say the least and patience must be taken to assure they meld into a team. I will prepare and deliver my recommendations for your, and Lucian's, perusal." She shifts at Celeste's explanation, "He is fresh from bedridden as well, I wonder if that weighs on him physically still. I will check to assure that it is not any strong symptoms returning." They, one and all, probably know just how pleasant that little Mandrake problem is. Hell, Orrin /just/ woke up from a coma. Bowing, she withdraws slowly in the event that one calls for her to stay.

Celeste smiles, "It's...so good to have you home, lord orrin. Truely." She notes to Tessa, "You're welcome to rejoin if you wish after checking on lord Micah."

Waving over his shoulder, Orrin carries on his way. Sparing energy to turn around again might be pushing his luck.

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