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Never mind the other day [Incandessa]

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Incandesa:
Fiona wasn't sure how much she trusted her father's words, with him there was always a catch. Even his favortism of her came with the catch that she had powers. At least he was giving her a choice in the matter. She had always assumed he would choose her husband for her, regardless.

She thought for a moment. There weren't any particular boys that stood out in her mind. Most were generally nice and good looking, but it wasn't like she had a lot of one on one time with any of them or seen them outside of these parties. "I suppose Colin Murphy is ok," she said, struggling to come up with a name. Colin was the son of a general or diplomat (or maybe both?). He had dark brown hair and the brightest smile in the group. A bit of a tease, he was very confident and knew how to hold a room. Still, it wasn't like she held him particularly above the others. She wished there was one that she felt a spark for. A real connection.

Marjorie:
Well, Fiona wasn’t wrong to be cautious. Emrys could be quite frank, but often there were many layers of intentions behind the words he chose with care, when he spoke. He looked thoughtful when Fiona gave a name. Colin Merphy was the some of Yes, a diplomat... he was married to a woman, a Senator, the Lady Hanavin Jalr, from a world that still tracked royal bloodlines. Apparently she was some distant relation of the ruling house and so had retained her own name when marrying, because it was a requirement to keep her political and social standing.

He gave a nod. “A decent option,” he said after a moment of thoughtful silence. “His parents are wealthy and influential, and he’s all the makings of a brilliant political career... Perhaps you should let him take you out sometime... or someone else, as you please.” He didn’t meaning running around with them or making out in corners of schoolyards, but some kind of proper date or social event appropriate for her to be seen at. A dance, a play, a concert perhaps... something like that.

Incandesa:
A soft white flush crossed Fiona’s cheeks, and she was looking just about anywhere than at her father’s face. The awkwardness hung in the air like a fog. Why did she have to discuss boys with her father? She would’ve had an easier time talking with him about face eating aliens. “I… guess so,” she said, swallowing nervously. Unconsciously, she turned invisible, and it took her a full minute to realize what she had done and regain control over her powers.

“So, um, how are the negotiations going with um… Senator … Farafra?” Fiona asked, desperately trying to change the subject. She probably got the name of the senator wrong, but anything was better than the subject they were currently on. “You’re not cheating her out of her money are you?” she asked with a bit of a forced laugh. Fiona certainly knew her father’s reputation for being a very good diplomat, which she had eventually came to know as just being very good at manipulating people. Oops, with her father’s gift, he definitely heard that thought.

Marjorie:
"You need to learn to control that better," Emrys said giving a faint frown of disapproval in the direction that he knew his daughter sat even though he couldn't see her at all for a minute. "Invisibility is only an asset if no one knows you're there to begin with... otherwise it just makes you look sloppy."

Emrys smirked lightly and gave a nod of agreement. "It's all perfectly legal, of course," he answered, "but yes... I might be cheating her out of her money... for the good of Aedolis, of course."

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