Who?@edeliexii Where? Ballroom

TATI GABRIELLE as Marienne Bellamy in You 3x07: We’re All Mad Here

"Let's merely agree that we could both learn from the other," Robin ends the matter with a huff of amusement at his denial. That the maker of humanity didn't believe himself to have something worth teaching speaks either of a great deal of humility or a shattered ego. Neither of the options were particularly pleasing, but she would rather it be the first. After all, she had decided to welcome all those demigods that descended from a member of her court upon their forests and treat them as her citizens. And yet, too much humility could be a rather dangerous thing for Prometheus if he is to remain in the courts. "Do feel free to stay for as long as you want, all descendants of the Dusk Court are welcome to live in my court. Be warned, however, only those with clairvoyance should feel welcome to venture off the marked path. Without it, you might anger the forest."

The demigod used to be so devout, such a perfect little follower and maybe some of that was still buried very, very, very deep within. Maybe it came out when he genuinely wanted to respect a leader. For the time being, Prometheus could not find anything to hold against the Chancellors of the Courts and he was bias in his like for the young Dusk Chancellor. He nearly smiled a bit at the thought as she waved away his gratitude.

"If anything, there is more that your people could teach me than I could teach them. But I would be honored to offer anything I've got, especially if you started teaching the young ones again." He paused. "Then if it's all the same to you, I'm thinking of maybe sticking around for a bit. I need to collect enough funds to find my own place in the mortal realm." He hesitated, lips pursed almost sheepishly. "The humans whose home I was... borrowing... are bound to return. I can't keep running from one place to the next." And the Pyramid was definitely not an option for living; somehow both of the Archdruid sisters did not seem comfortable at all with his presense and Aren just looked at him like he was a sad puppy.

"Lying suits you well, does it not?" There is no judgment on her voice, overfilled with amusement as it is. It is rather hilarious, that once given the ability to bend the truth and outright twist it, Farenduil had taken to it like a otter to water. Convenient, in a way, as his status as a former fey might endanger him and the ability to lie might save him. "It's good for you to admit as much, the first step for growth is always self-acknowledgment," she says with a sly grin and a shrug. "There is only way to go from here is forward. Any thoughts on what you would like to do?"

"I appreciate you trying to spice up my love life," He doesn't, not really, and yet he's terribly amused that there are those that seem semi-involved. After everything that had transpired the last year, the concept of dating should be a breeze. It's not, not because he didn't think it was very apparent between the two of them that there was something there, but because where did they go from here? Maybe he'd have to consult with Yavie, maybe Hayliel even. "What I need is to find something to do that's now wandering the house." He points out, thinking of Micah with his job at the herb place, that would be something.

"Robin, Inan, call me Robin," Robin says, a fond smile flitting through her lips as she sees his reluctance to drop the formalities. It is good for her, to have someone to depend on after the last few months. Unfortunately, as much as she wanted to keep him by her side, their bond would make it more convenient if they separated to cover more ground at a quicker speed. "Your place it's by my side, yes, but we need to cover a lot of ground in a small amount of time. The less time we spend apart, the better for our chances. Did you see where the others fell?"

Tamlen's nature remained a great mystery, but Inan understood now why they said power was seductive. The warder had never been stronger, sharper, or faster than when he'd felt Tamlen's power come flooding through his warder bond with Robin. Joined in body and soul, Inan did wish that Robin wouldn't put it like that, but he kept it to himself, he knew how the summer fey were when it came to carnal pleasures but the warder had always been more reserved. By no means prudish, just far more private. "What would you have me do, chancellor? My place is at your side." Inan did not enjoy the thought of leaving Robin in this moment, but he would do as he was commanded regardless.

who? @sumeyyezorlu​

where? parco savello

“I heard of the party to welcome Pluto back into the land of living once more, it sounds like it might have been delightful.” There is a secretive smirk on her lips as she approaches the Mars vampire she had frequent encounters with. “If you are willing, I would love to hear all about it.”

who? @chancellorxlaer​

where? summer’s sands

Robin is by far the least experienced of the Chancellors. Born to the stable reign of Fen’harel, having grown with the belief that the Dread Wolf would protect their court and never harm them, only to be proved wrong by the liar’s own lips. Only to be thrown into a position she had never wanted, her freedom restrained and the weight of responsibilities that grew heavier by the day settling on her shoulders. She had done the best she could, but her transition had not come in a time of peace. No matter what, it never seemed like she had done enough. Not for the courts, not for her court. Not while more than half her people suffered at the hands of their most ancient enemy, not while there was nothing she could do, for her expertise laid on subterfuge and not the full frontal attack the drow required. Her task had been solidified once she had become a Chancellor: to watch the Eye’s moves and undermine them as much as they could. And despite that, she had given one of them the entrance to their last refuge, given Wade permission to enter, and invitation. She had been lucky the only one to pay the iron price had been her, lucky that her mistake had not cost any fey life, but even in this luck, she had been unlucky. For she is weakened now, when they need the Chancellor’s strength to be at it’s fullest.

A sigh escapes her lips, as she approaches Laer’s presence. Robin is in dire need of advice, and although she wishes to go to Meryasek or Aurora instead, she cannot overburden her friends on such a crucial time. Laer, however? He has had millennia to learn how to hold the burden of his position, even in war time, and she faithfully believes that although he does not carry all the solutions, talking to him will at least help.

“I am in dire need of advice,” she comments quietly, as she comes to stand next to the other as they survey Laer’s work at shaping his new domain. “And I would prefer if it’s yours, but if you are too overburdened by current events, do let me know, I can find someone else.”

Elodie Yung for Mixed Asian Media

who? @wadecalhoun where? by the dance floor

"Do they teach you how to dance in the fancy farm of yours?" She asks as she slides next to Wade with a chesire grin on her face. Bumping her shoulder good naturedly against the hunter's, she basks on his presence, wondering why does it feel like it's been far too long since the two of them spent time together. "I sure hope so, you won't be impressing anyone if all you know is square dancing."

Tati Gabrielle as Jo Braddock in Uncharted (2022)