The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

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(Boo-Boo) Express vigorously, through brief words and gestures, what you think of your sister's DUMB uniform.
(Estvan) Produce gifts for Daddy's Little Girl that are in your view appropriate for Daddy's Little Girl.
>SALV Silverbrush: Who ARE these strange people trying to hug you?
"Boo-Boo", be short for something much longer and more embarrassing.

"Look what I've got for ye, macushla," Estvan cackled at his daughter. "Sure, and it's an adorable wee trident! Take good care of it now, and when yer older, sure, I'll get you yer very own shillelagh, just like yer papa's!"

"Sofie's uniform is dumb," the other fox kit grumbled sulkily.

"BORIS BEAUREGARD SILVERBRUSH!!" Yolanda snapped. "That's not a nice thing to say!"

"It's the truth," Boris grumped.

"You apologize this instant!"

(SALV Silverbrush) Decide tactical retreat is in order.
SALV Silverbrush, be briefed about Estvan and the danger he represents. In an attempt to escape his grasp, activate your latent powers and pook away.
Boo-Boo, be able to tell exactly where she pooked to.

"Cushlamochree!" Estvan exclaimed, as the young SALV suddenly vanished. "Sure and I couldn't pook yet, at that age! Our little Sofia is a prodigy!"

"Where did she go, Boo-Boo?" Yolanda inquired.

Boris sighed and pointed toward where his sister was.

(Queen Edessa) Go through the Royal Palace, scaring the living daylights out of many.
>Tell the ixies to report to Edessa truthfully for the time being, she needs to trust them so you can feed her lies when it becomes crucial.
>Be confused about the queen's prank/assassination attempt. What was her reason? Was it a message to stay away from estmere? or did she mean to kill you but realizing Avogadro wasn't you? maybe you should parley with her?
>Avogadro: Recall Queen Edessa being behind you just before you were assaulted.

"So let me get this straight," I finally managed to say. "You and your sisters have been spying on me for the Queen, and you didn't think this was maybe something you should have told me about?"

"Client confidentiality was a concern, Sire," the Ixie explained. "We collect information for a lot of people."

"Doesn't family loyalty override that?" I demanded.

"It was considered, but our ethical decision was that it did not," the Ixie shrugged. "This assignment did not seem to place thee in any danger."

"Oh, but now that I've been attacked -"

"FAKE attacked, Sire. Twas not thee, and furthermore twas not even a real dagger."

"She was wielding a real dagger in my psychometric vision off of that costume tail," I pointed out.

"Nevertheless, we would not have told thee, had Minister Lynne not commanded us to."

"Hey, thinking back on it .. I remember walking past Her Majesty just before I was attacked!" Avogadro interjected.

"It had to have been her," I deduced. "But if she was holding a real dagger, why did she suddenly switch it for a fake one? Was it because she knew you weren't me? In that case, why attack at all? Maybe I should go talk to her."

"I would advise against that, Sire," the Ixie warned.

"Good point," I said, thinking out loud. "It wouldn't do to approach the Queen with bizarre accusations until I have more information. Tell your sisters to continue reporting to her. Don't let her find out that her cover is blown, but I want to be informed of her activities from now on. When the time comes .. hmm .. elves do not lie, but perhaps we can give her misleading information."

The Ambassador dragging you off to her office could give you the perfect opportunity for some spying, or at the very least, a chance for some comedic mischievous pranks.

"In the meantime, another idea occurs to me," I continued, as I leaned around the edge of my office doorway and peeked inside.

Adler> Be informed that you are using the touch wrong. They are suppose to forget about 5 or more minutes prior the touch and not remember you being there.
>Mara and Chesswick: Catfight, with clothes being torn off.
>Mara and Chesswick: Achieve ecstasy in each other's arms. Start impromptu tonsil hockey match.

Mara Supial and SALV Chesswick were lying in a tangle on the floor in front of my desk. Most of their clothing had been torn off and strewn about. Mara was unconscious, and the Ambassador seemed to be in a daze.

"Fuma's Mercy!" Avogadro murmured as he leaned in behind me. "What happened to them?"

"It looketh like the aftermath of an improperly done Orgasmic Touch," the Ixie theorized.

"Improperly?" I thought at her with Elfmind.

"Done correctly, the victim is put into a deep sleep and remembereth nothing of what happened," she explained.

We must stay professional! This is no time for dilly-dallying, and frankly, you've had quite enough already!

"Okay then," I sighed. "Stop gawking, Sergeant. I'll take that costume tail and we'll go to YOUR office to plan our next move."

I tucked the false tail into my Elfintory and we ambled down the hallway.

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Pook destination, be inside Adler's office. SALV Silverbrush, witness what happened to your Aunt. Be horrified. Hold Adler responsible.

A few minutes after we left, the silence in my office was broken by a small voice wailing "AUNTIE!??!! R U OK?"



"Nossing to vorry about, liebchen," SALV Chesswick mumbled sleepily, as she replaced her monocle over her right eye. "I vas victorious in mine schtruggle mit zis Unzeelie miscreant."

"As soon as UR decent, U can tell me wut happened 2 U," SALV Silverbrush whined through gritted teeth. "Y U has lost UR dignity. And UR uniform."

"I am still in mine uniform," the older SALV insisted. "Vell, der zecondary vone, anyvay. You see, vhat happened vas zis: Prince Adler -"

"I HATE HIM!" the younger SALV barked furiously.

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>Wonder about the progress of the Vulpitanian scientist's experiment.
Vulpitanian experts, make an unexpected breakthrough in your research.

"AHA!" Rotnev Nidab exclaimed victoriously. "Our process is beginning to show positive results! I've managed to rewrite a deceased lowfolk swapling as an elf!"

"The Old Crow?" Nexivydah asked curiously as she peered over Rotnev's shoulder at the tablet he was holding. "Who's that?"

"Just some nobody I picked at random. The point is, this proves the process works! We're ready to test it in the opposite direction now!"

"Excellent work, darling," Nexivydah purred. "I've prepared the Royal Materials. Shall we begin right away, or would you like to take a break for refreshment first?"