[b]Bilica Nonsense - Isaias Bilica[/b]
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Audrey makes her points, then makes her exit; Odaya watches her go, swaying where she stands, as does Isaias Bilica from beside Damon- otherwise, once she's no longer a potential issue she is largely disregarded by the Bilicas. Weasel rises up from his knee and brushes his pants off. The trio of lesser brothers exchange looks as if about to speak, but are silenced by a glare from Weasel.

"Alright, freakshow. Fancy quotes. Clever words. I'm not an idiot; you can talk circles around me... But I do have a pretty good quote of my own." Weasel laughs a rumbling laugh, before snapping his fingers- halting Isaias in his tracks, and thusly temporarily forcing Damon to listen. Isaias frantically looks between the two, that familiar storm broiling in his eyes. Weasel continues, "If Is starts to sound even [i]remotely[/i] like you, you're gonna be eating those fancy words."

[i]Weasel and his three brothers will thusly depart into the Festival at Large[/i]

Isaias grumbles under his breath, then turns and trudges along with Damon. After a moment, Damon points out the boy's shame.

"I fell." He snaps at Damon. "Off the path. Into the Sam."

He sniffs once. Indignant.

"The tree I hit looks worse." He concludes, bitterly, as if he somehow vanquished the branches that struck him out of pure spite. "Let's just get ready." He broods, clearly wanting to focus on the upcoming performance.

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[b]David, Rowan, and Assorted Nonsense[/b]
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The ball lands at Rowan's feet. David makes his invitation. The situation is so simple- yet so very not simple all at once, for without warning or herald suddenly the toddler of Stigandr Hoar appears at Rowan's side and quietly picks the ball up. His white hair is combed neatly, and how he escaped his mother's arms is a mystery- but no harm could befall him in this place with these people, the scarce population of 300 all knew the child's parents intimately and each other as well. Stig looks up at Rowan and silently offers her the ball.