((So-called because I've not been able to come up with a better title all day, and you can't go wrong with Beatles references.))
After the Summer 1228 Council Meeting, before all the magi have had a chance to scatter and go their separate ways, Fiona leans over to Korvin. [color=blue]"I've finished the Corpus spells I've been working on all spring," she practically purrs in his ear, [color=blue]"and I'm having a little...party tomorrow night to celebrate, just after sundown. If you don't mind sharing, that is." She smiles at Stultus standing nearby; she had been whispering just loud enough for him to eavesdrop without too much effort, but too quietly for those farther away to hear.
She squeezes Korvin's leg. [color=blue]"If you come, yours can be the ram that opens the city gates. And feel free to bring some friends."
She's already starting inviting people to her little [strike]orgy[/strike] soiree over the last couple of days, those she's most familiar with and doesn't think would mind participating in something like this.
She's also working on something for the next night, to break in her other new form, but doesn't really know who would be up for helping her put it through its paces, so to speak. She knows Melisent prefers women, but isn't that keen on men. She will finally ask Moire if she knows anyone who is fairly free with their affections who she could approach. (in case anyone wants to play Moire for a bit, since I don't particularly want to talk to myself on this)