Poster: Concessa Quinn
Post # 99
Concessa had tagged her sister after accusing her of noticing certain
handsome lads, well men, if truth be told. She rushed in through the
side door winded, laughing and looking frantically for a place to hide.
She considered the bar but she'd be chased being that was taboo. Hair
was a wild mass of dark curls, eyes just as dark alive with the exertion
and cheeks flushed a healthy rose color. Dress was still clutched either
side within fists of a dark burnt orange she favored. Boots were finely
made, though with small modest heels so she could run in them.
Vanessa had come to the tavern for some of Hazel's cooking since she had
yet to stock her cottage. Her meal was finished, she was sitting at the
bar chatting with Alex who'd kindly asked of the progress of the
Gardens. Blonde curls were pinned back from her face but the length left
down her back because it was warmer. A simple dress of dark blue with a
lighter blue panel down the front with cross fashioned lacings and
belled sleeves. Hands gathered around her
usual cup of cider to gather the warmth in her hands before heading out
into the chilly night for the walk home.
Gemma didn't run after her sister. She just strolled into the Thistle
after counting to ten. Lips twitched slightly as she stepped inside and
closed the door, Her flat heeled boots made little to no sound as she
stood there a moment. Dressed all in black from her poet's shirt, to the
sleeveless leather tunic, pants and boots, she was a contrast to her
She caught sight of the lady at the bar but before she could say
anything the prickling ran up the back of her neck that her sister was
indeed within the tavern and behind her. She gave up the ghost on
hiding, he who hesitates was lost and she lost that window. Instead she
swirled around, hands going to her hips and the slight lift of her chin
in defiance. "You can't argue that either is ugly. Both very
handsome right out of the tales of King Arthur and his knights of the
round table. Melantha got one, maybe you will too."
Hearing the door and the two new voices, attention turned over her
shoulder as one spoke up. Golden hue lacking pupils looked them both
over briefly with a kind smile, but didn't intrude upon their
conversation. Just a quiet laugh to what the one had said.
"I didn't say they were ugly. But since I have interest in neither,
and they don't in me, you can tease all you want." She grinned at
Concessa. "You, on the other hand, just might be." She held up
her hand and used her fingers to count off, "Cal, Cole, Lancely,
and that one at the jousts... now what's his name?"
"Oh no, Cal, Cole and Lancely are for you to choose from."
Still teasing and she didn't offer any names. See, she was smart! A big
smile turned on the woman she had yet to meet at the bar. "Don't
you think my sister here should be tickled pink? Three handsome
knights." See, the lot was growing. Moving in that direction as she
would request a punch, made from potcheen in a blackberry flavor, of
Alex. Once her request was made she addressed the woman again. "I'm
Concessa Quinn and this is Gemma, the lucky lady."
She wasn't even trying to eavesdrop on the sisters, but...well Alex had
gone quiet with amusement to the banter. When addressed, brow quirked up
and she turned on her seat to better face the two. "Most women
would be tickled pink, I would imagine." A nod to Concessa. "A
pleasure to meet you both. I'm Vanessa Baltimore."
"I'm neither tickled or pink." She said with a shrug as she
made her way to the bar and requested straight potcheen. "Or
interested." In spite of any effort from Gran, or her siblings.
"Well met, Vanessa."
Well, those words were out of her sister's mouth and she was around,
quick as a nymph to start tickling her sister. "Now you are!"
Laughing the moment but certainly getting in as much tickling as she
could before her sister stopped her. "Nice to meet you
Vanessa." Realizing she'd heard the name mentioned before but right
now she was occupied.
"Nice to meet you, Gemma." She laughed softly to the antics of
the two sisters, realizing how much she missed her own. She just smiled
though and picked up her mug for a small drink.
Which had her nearly dropping her glass. She twisted to avoid the
tickling as she placed her glass back down, then started to tickle back.
And she whispered. "Oh yes, Tolrooooze." Maybe she had been
talking to the MacKay brothers?
She gasped, "we barely exchange words," though her cheeks were
reddening as she continued the tickling. Squealing and squirming herself
at this point. "It is normal to notice men, to wonder? Am I odd,
you don't like men," tickle, tickle, tickle, "Gemma. I can
look and say to myself, he is really handsome or another is not as
much to me. Funny big lips or a crooked nose, eyes too close
together.." finally catching her breath.
"Of course it's normal." she swatted at her sister's hands,
dancing away from the tickling finally. "And I never said I don't
like men. I'm not interested in a relationship, and may never be."
If Concessa was done with the tickling, she made her way back to tend to
her drink. "I've other things I'd rather concentrate on."
She was done, wore herself out but mostly she was trying to reassure
herself that it is natural to notice men. "Tolroze is a good knight
of his kingdom but he has no real interest being he never tried to see
me other than when at the joust and he is just kind. There is also
Mister Frasier who is devilish handsome that sometimes I have a hard
time concentrating, I'm afraid he will think me daft." Taking up
her seat where the punch was set out she studied Vanessa a moment before
curiosity got the better of her. "Do you notice men too, if they
are handsome or if they are not, if they are kind no matter their looks
but have no interest either, like wondering.." finding she wasn't
quite sure how to put that part and hoped she just understood.
Blinking from her momentary daze, she looked back to the sisters with
another small drink of the mug before setting it down. Curious blink,
she turned her attention to Concessa as she considered the question.
"I think it's natural to notice men. I do. I suppose it's more a
curious quirk of mine though. I find the male gender rather odd most of
the time. Odd in their actions and the various ways they carry
"Odd? Well, they are different certainly." She looked
thoughtful. "Though, on second thought they can be odd." And
with that, she took a drink.
She was trying to muss over the view of her sister's and of Vanessa.
"So they are best just studied from afar?" Well, though, the
imp was not too satisfied with that. "We have three handsome
brothers," if she couldn't get Gemma in trouble she sure could try
on them. "How are they odd?" She genuinely wanted to know.
What to look for that was considered odd. She was looking for
particulars to use.
She smiled to Gemma then looked back to Concessa. "I find them odd.
That's not to say that everyone does or should. Just..having seen some
from an observer's stand point, they just...are odd." A thoughtful
moment to attempt to explain. "Alright....well they are very rough
with one another. Physically. The hit and kick and pull pranks on each
other as sort of a testament of their friendship. Most men seem to have
two halves to their personality. One they show their friends, and one
they show the person they court. They are just ... odd. Perhaps though
it is more that I am awkward."
"You don't have brothers?" Theirs had wrestled, fought and
supported one another since they were boys. She really saw nothing odd
in it but she was used to it.
She was soaking this all in, silent for the duration too. Now she would
be looking for that difference. Slow tearing of her attention from
Vanessa to Gemma, "do you think Eion, Segan and Conor do
that?" They were the most handy men closest to them. "Think
Gabriel does that too? He is a warrior, fighter," with that kind of
'hmmmmm' to it.
Looking to Gemma, she shook her head. "No. No brothers. Only a
sister." Gentle shrug to follow she looked between the two with a
smirk. "Sometimes the warriors can be even stranger. I noted some
of Eldyn, after their training practices enjoyed swatting each
other on the backside after good practice."
Which had her eyes go wide, "I haven't seen that," with a
pause, "yet." Then the natural giggles started to bubble up as
obviously she was picturing it. "Maybe they are practicing,"
which the red was now starting to rise to her cheeks. She obviously had
caught the sight of a man's hand on a woman's backside.
A soft laugh and another shrug. "I'm not sure. They are an odd
gender. Though in all fairness, I'm sure they think the very same of
"Do they or do they see .. " well, she heard comments. "I
heard some say men only see women for one thing. Is that true?" She
was full of questions and only getting started. Sometimes a little too
blunt in not learning tact in all things presented. "Your name, I
heard before, have you met any of our brothers?" Which she gave all
To the question, she tilted her head. Looking at Concessa curiously and
oblivious to what she was getting at. "I'm not sure I understand.
What is the one thing?" Consideration to the second question, the
surname finally dawned on her. "Are you related to Segan and Eion?"
She really should pay better attention.
"Sex," but it came as barely a whisper that if she said it out
loud it would be blasphemy. Or if Hazel heard her, it would get back to
Grandmother and she'd have her mouth washed out with soap. Of course
that would not really prevent her from saying it again either.
Blink...and blush that turned her cheeks a very warm shade of read.
"I'm not sure. Really I hadn't had a chance to converse or interact
with many men before moving here."
"Some do, I suppose." She made a slight face. "Just watch
our brothers sometime, Cessa. You might be able to tell if that's what
they're thinking." A hint of a smile was hidden as she took another
drink then lowered her glass to answer Vanessa. "And yes, they're
"I think Conor is the more prime subject to watch. Eion, I don't
think he notices women and Segan is somewhere between the two." So
she had noticed some.
"I don't think I've met Conor. Eion and Segan have always been very
sociable and friendly, but not overly so." Not that she could
recall, at least. "Eion's rather quiet."
Fingers were tapping against the polished wood of the bar, "though
I think even stoic Eion noticed Kuwan." She was bobbing her head in
agreement with Vanessa on Eion. "I don't think he is normal but odd
in that way." Now she would be looking to see if he walked
"He's very observant." That much she could tell from the few
times she'd been around him.
"Eion doesn't care much for women, except for his sisters and a few
others." She pursed her lips slightly, then mentally shook her
head. "Or perhaps, it's best to say distrusts them."
"Well, distrust is a whole different view on it? I mean, if I had
reason to distrust men, then I wouldn't be looking at them unless they
really proved in some way they were not scum."
"Probably rightly so. Women can be quite trite when they want to
be. Not all of course. But some I've seen were just....catty."
Concessa made a good point. One she nodded to.
"Trevet and Kynan MacKay seem to be very nice, not scum."
Which she slapped a hand over her mouth as soon as she realized that
they were related to Hazel. Brown eyes were very wide though she had not
said anything bad.
"They are both nice. I got to meet them not too long ago." The
contents of her mug were emptied and the mug set down on the counter.
"I'm sure they are. " She looked at Cessa and chuckled.
"Some men don't show that they're scum right away."
Her hand lowered discreetly as if it had never lifted. Hazel didn't rush
out of the kitchen to say anything to her on mentioning her nephews. She
realized she wasn't sure. "I agree, they are nice," and now
she wondered how they would become scum. "How can one ever know
then if you meet someone nice that they wont turn into scum?"
That seemed like a good question, so now she looked to Gemma with a
curious tilt of her head.
"You don't." She rolled her shoulders in another shrug.
"I don't know that much about them, but some can be sweet to your
face then turn into ... uh ... scum seemingly overnight. Remember Callie
Donnelly? How she'd be sweet to your face, then turn around and be
horrid if you did the least little thing she didn't like? It's like
"No wonder you don't like men, or at least ever want to be with
one." Now she understood where her sister was coming from. And
frowning with the whole idea of it. It seemed very unfair.
"Well, surely not all are like that. Isn't that what long
courtships are for? To get to know another person before deciding to
give vows?" Curious tilt of her head, she looked between the
"Not all men are like that, Cessa. Look at Gabriel and how he is
with Mel. The King and Queen. There are more examples of good here than
bad." She looked at Vanessa and nodded. "I suppose that's part
of it, yes."
Which brought up a whole other avenue of questions and greedily grabbed
up to get away from the other doomsday idea on males. "Yes, but it
seems it will be too hard for me to tell a nice man from a scum."
Almost whined. "And if you court, does it mean only seeing one man
or can you see as many as you want like men do before you court just
"I'm not sure. I've never been courted and the only person I've
ever witnessed being courted was my sister. She and her husband though
fell in love as children and never ventured further than one
"Maybe you should talk to Gran or Aunt Chandra about that, Concessa.
Though I think if you're really in love, and he loves you, you don't
want to see anyone else." She shrugged. "I'm certainly no
"So you have seen a good relationship. You've never been drawn to
one man over another then yet?" She had noticed a few so now
wondered if there was something wrong in that. Her words to Vanessa as
she nodded to Gemma's suggestion.
She looked between the two again before looking to Concessa. "I
never had time to be drawn to a man. Before coming here, I was lady in
waiting to Queen Sariyelle. Aside from occasionally being allowed time
away for myself, most of my time was in service to her."
"You have met males here then since then." Obviously that came
out on two of her brothers and the two MacKay brothers. "Have you
found any attractive over than just them being nice and there?" She
noticed! So she was hoping she wasn't the only one that did. Though she
never made any moves or indication really, just blushed a lot.
Little bite of her lower lip and a meek smile, she nodded. "Yes. I
have found a couple of them attractive. Captivating on some level. Makes
She would most likely talk to Aunt Chandra over Grandmother for she was
afraid Grans would forbid her to see a man until she was thirty.
And... she couldn't wait that long! "Does it make you blush too? I
find I think that I would say all these witty things like some women do
and then I just blurt something out, sometimes I'm at a loss to what I
just said for getting so flustered."
"I blush and find myself awkward and I don't really understand why.
They're kind with their compliments which doesn't really help matters
any." Chuckling lightly, she turned to ask Alex for some more
"Is compliments part of that being nice to your face and scum to
your back?" This spoken to Gemma in all curiosity. See, she was
still stuck on that idea now.
She looked to Gemma as well with a curious tilt of her head after
thanking Alex for a refill of her drink. The mug taken in hand and
sipped from, she smiled to Gemma.
"No. Sometimes they're meant sincerely. Cessa, I'm no expert. I
could care less about it all."
Chin came to rest against the palm of her hand as elbow braced against
the bartop while she studied her sister. "One day you are going to
fall very hard for a man." There was something about eating one's
words that the idea was rooted in. Maybe a prediction like some had the
gift of. Though she smiled warmly, the words were not a threat but maybe
a good wish on her sister.
Leaning back against her seat, she smirked. "They say love will hit
you when you least expect it." Spoken as a humored warning to Gemma
with a smile.
Hand was lowered to scoop up her drink to down in nearly one gulp.
Certainly warmed her throat but she was use to the punch. Setting the
glass aside. "I think I would like to pull some mischief on some of
these nice men..." she wasn't sure why, just all this crazy stuff
twisting around inside in confusion and way to deal with it. "I
just don't know what yet."
"Until that time, I will remain as I am then." She tapped her
sister lightly on the nose. "And allow Mel and Gabriel, perhaps our
aunt and grandmother and our brothers to find it all out." And as
an afterthought, "And you and Davin as well."
"I think Mel already found out and I would swoon over a man that
has wings and can fly too." Which she had that perfect dreamy eye
look for a moment, considering the man was handsome as they got too.
She smiled and listened quietly to the two again, sipping her drink.
"Near angelic in face and form." She held up her glass in
toast and downed the last of it. "And now, dove, I'm heading back
to the manor and my bed. I plan to be on the field before dawn and Eion
has promised to work with me." She straightened and studied
her sister. "Give it time, Concessa. It will come to you."
"We'll see, you are a number of years older than me,"
purposely making it sound like Gemma was older and would fall in love
first. She couldn't wait for she could wear a smug smile then. "It
was nice meeting you Vanessa, maybe I'll see you again and you can tell
me more about yourself." She had gotten them off on a topic of men,
a way for her to learn more. "I think I'll come to the field too
for I would like to learn how to protect myself especially if I meet any
scum." Such a smile!
She smiled to both sisters. "It was a pleasure to meet you both,
and I certainly hope to see you soon. You're welcome to stop at the
cottage if you venture down Oak street." A small wave given to both
before they could make their leave.
"Not that much older and no, it's not." She just shook her
head. "Maybe one of the knights will notice you tomorrow. There are
a few squires who are close to being made knights, you know. Since
you're so young and all." Teasing. Good night, Vanessa. Rest
"I would like that." Bigger smile Vanessa's way as she was
down from her stool and heading for the door, dashing out it before her
sister could, waving as she went.
She gave a shake of her head and a wave to both Vanessa and Alex as she