[ota] beware, be canny and careful

[lowtohigh]

She doesn't regret it in the slightest. What's to regret?

Eileen is fully capable of making her own decisions. She's allowed to decide to leave Kevin behind and go visit the Spade dungeon. And someone--she's not certain who--is also fully capable of infinitely childishly telling Kevin exactly where he or she saw his theoretical charge slipping off to while he was turned around. And Kevin is not just capable but essentially required to tell her mother things like where her daughter was this past weekend.

Which means Eileen Eicheln has, for the first time in her life, seen her mother actually angry. It also means, for the first time in her life and very likely one of the first times in history, the Ace of Clubs is grounded.

Mr Kahl is allowed to bring work and keep her up to date with her studies. A student from Mr DeWitt's class is allowed to spend a bit of time letting her know what's she's missed. The King and Jack are certainly permitted to speak to their Ace at their convenience.

But everyone else? Is getting Kevin's most sympathetic smile and a firm shake of his head. "Seems house arrest is catching."


[ooc; Except probably anyone with half a reason can talk to the moodiest tween about how she done wrong. Kevin is secretly easy. Or just come shoot the shit with Kevin, I guess? o/]

Comments

[lowtohigh]

It's a good thought. A wonderful thought. A thought she'll run with when she's done with Caleb's translations--and genuinely enjoy working on, at that.

"If it isn't a horrible inconvenience, I'd-- very much appreciate that."

[threecardmonty]

"'Course it's not, but he's your horse. You might have other plans for him. Gotta go, Darlin'." He hesitates. "You hanging in there?"

'Cause that's the real reason behind his call, as she well knows.


[Please ignore any pronoun errors when it comes to Evander.]

[lowtohigh]

"Doing my best to, certainly."

But what would help more? Is if she had a hug. Alas for the fact she's gotten to be too grown-up to ask with more than just a slight biting of her lower lip.


[Evander is a boy. o/]

[threecardmonty]

"Reckon your best's a da--dang--sight better'n most folks'." She's getting too big for unasked for hugs, but he can open his arms some showing the offer's there. Couldn't pay him to be her age again, no sir, nohow.

[lowtohigh]

There. Much better to be allowed to slink closer, latch tight around his waist and cling tight for a few heartbeats. "You're far too kind to me, Monty."

[threecardmonty]

He'll hold her as long as she allows it and, sneaky man that he is, drop a kiss on top of her head. "Don't go makin' the mistake of thinking' folk are good 'cause they're good to you, darlin'. You're one of my favorite people, so hang in there, 'kay?"

[lowtohigh]

"I'll do my best." And, if he'll let her, briefly lift up onto her tiptoes for a moment and press a firm kiss to his cheek as well.

Two can play that game, sir.