Genny takes the point in searching out more areas of the caves. With the dark trod not far from here, it's possible anything has slipped in. She digs through the twists and turns, figuring out where they can put what if they build this into a proper redcap Keep. One area has some decent venting, which gets it dubbed a kitchen and the other easily accessed caverns are split up between a storage area and a sleeping area. She returns with another interesting piece of information. The caverns have another exit, a bigger one that looks like someone had a Keep here once, a long time ago. There are some basic gates that are still hanging, and a couple of chambers that are a little more built out than the natural caves.

As Chago hauls things in she gives him a grin. "Well...this is gonna take some doing, but it's got potential." Chago may well be showing the newest redcap a few things by taking the titles he has, and still doing the grunt work without complaint while someone else directs. "Hell... potential is more than we've usually had. About time we could really do it up right." he agrees.

He checks a few things himself and nods slowly. "There's room below to bring in a nocker and give him room to blow things up without damaging nothing it looks like. I think we should check them rooms next, and use that for calling the rest in."

Then he rubs his hands together. "And I'll see what I can find us with Dream Craft and Scrying after. If there’s already some building there, even rough, I may be able to fix things up faster'n a nocker even." In his own unique style to be sure but... well dream craft can make a place suit the crafter's taste with a bit of effort.

Genny nods and then leads him deeper through the twists once the wagon is empty. She sketches out a couple of rooms suitable for calling the others, and suitable for bedrooms. Then she gestures for him to follow and goes around another bend, stopping him and gesturing to a long crack which she pushes open with a hint of earthmoving and what has to be close to the last of her glamor. The room beyond is a tight cavern. "Thinking this will be a good place for a bale once we figure out how ta get one. Easy to defend and with a little shapin' we can make it big enough ta take whomever it needs. Good fall back place."

Chago follows and nods as he considers. "Get a little Chicanery going on the way, keyed to strangers and it'll be hard to find to steal from us too." he suggests with a smirk. "I like it." He steps back out and gestures to another fairly narrow crack. "Does that go far?" he asks. "Smells kinda wet." And old. If there's room, it'll be perfect for -their- sluagh. Assuming he's coming mind.

"I couldn't get far wi’out pushin’ the reserves I don’t have, bu' it smells like it opens up further on. The right kind 'f person could prolly get in pretty deep. There are some big chambers towards the front too which should be good fer the blue boys. Toss in sleeping furs an' such, an' it keeps them close to where we want 'em guardin'." She grins and then catches him by the shoulder, leaning in and kissing hard. She's a happy satyr despite everything. "This is gonna be feckin' cool."

Chago nods and presses into the kiss. His hand goes to her hips, gripping hard and lifting as they kiss to turn and press her to a wall as the kiss goes harder. When he finally lets it break, he's still holding her, pinned to the stone and he takes a deep breath, as if gathering himself. "Yeah. It is. Perfect. Just what we've wanted,"

" 'bout time too." She murmurs the words, her eyes flashing with desire. The grip on her hips has to hurt, but it just seems to egg her on. As though that's a surprise. She hooks her legs around his waist, fingers gripping his hair. "Ya know...I suspect the pissant an' the others are gonna be busy fer a while haulin' stuff where I told 'em to."

Chago nods. "No kidding." he agrees before brightening at her comment and pressing tighter. "You think?" he asks before pressing another hard kiss and then letting nature take its course. Hunger. Passion. Call it what you like, they both know the other's needs sometime and he's more than willing to do his part for hers, just as she always does for his. Forget flowers and candy. This is hard and driving and... well... what they both need.

By the time they're finished they're both very satisfied, she always makes sure to give as good as she gets, and they've created quite a bit of glamor and no few new bruises and scratches. Yet another thing which will likely get Kiersten and Shova staring. Yeah, those two are sleeping together, but never like this.

Genny laces her fingers with his as they slip back into the main hallway. She's humming softly and walking MUCH better even though the things they did stretched all those joints. Maybe it's like other exercising, stretching is good for you. "Sooo...I'm gonna haul some stuff ta where I have eyes fer a kitchen an’ get beans soakin'. Ya wanna see if ya can put together a tortilla press fer us?"

Then again, it takes a special sort to love a redcap. Chago gives her fingers a squeeze and nods. "I'll be glad to." he tells her. "Then I'll get to work on bringing everyone here." he promises. His eye flicks down and then back, noticing her walk and smiling.

"Good. Much as I enjoy monopolizin' yer time an' skills it'll be easier once the boys are here. There’s another area we need ta look at. One where I can feel…power, but we need ta be better rested, an’ that’ll only happen wi’ helpers." Cause then Genny and Chago can actually sleep for a change knowing that someone competent is watching the gates. "I'll gather a list 'f exactly what we need fer them ta bring so we can send the message an' get it all in one go." Yeah, she's in a good mood. "Some 'f the boxes have blankets. Ain't much else fer sleepin' on fer now, but we can fix that as things go on."

"That's what I'm thinking too." he agrees about the boys. "It'll be good to have us all here too." he rumbles. "Make sure my cards and my art supplies are on the list." he notes before giving that hand one more squeeze. "I'll go get started and then, after we send word, I'll make the bed for us. I figure we can rest and get to Tommy in the morning."

"Yep. Already on the list. Court wear, supplies, couple 'f cookin' things what we can't get here. Tellin' them ta pack up anythin' else they've got so it can be shipped ta the other side 'f the trod once we buy a place there. We need ta get this side secured first, bu' won't be long afore we need ta jump back. Can't get shit fer good quality chocolate in the Dream an' I wanna make a mole."

Chago nods. "Shoulda known you was ahead of the game." he admits. Then he nods to the return suggestion. "Probably a good idea. Kinda nice to be here after all the crap we went through, but... hell, your mole is worth going back for."

Genny chuckles as they come around the corner back to the main area where the others are taking a break. "Didn't say I wanted ta go back any time soon. Jus' keepin' our supply paths in mind." She eyes the other three, with a grin. "Okay...there's blankets an' shite in the boxes yer sittin' on. Ya wanna sleep warm I suggest ya pile things up. We'll look inta better bed stuffs tomorrow. I'm gonna start on food."

Kenny's eyes widen at that though. Food...real food that isn't cave critters... "I don't care much 'bout where I sleep."

"Then deal with the wagon an' the mounts. There's a secondary area off ta the left 'f the main entrance big 'nough fer them and will keep 'em from runnin' off 'r getting et." Leaving it at that she kisses Chago on the cheek, and heads for the kitchen.

Shova watches Chago for a minute and snorts softly. "Nice hickey."

Chago flashes an easy grin at Genny as she heads out, watching that tail go. Then it's back to the others. "Kenneth, you got a chance to sleep more comfortable. Take it." he says. "Just because we can go without don't mean we should when we ain't got to." Then he turns to Shova and smirks a bit wider. "I'll show you mine if you show me yours. And I'll bet mine are a lot more interesting." he taunts before shifting to Kiersten and winking. "Better yet, you can go compare with Genny." Not that he'd make the sidhe blush on purpose or anything.

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He goes to get some leather straps and wood to make the tortilla press then. "Anyway, when you're done with the beasts and wagon, I want you helping me with the contact and getting folks Shova. Kenny, you can come watch. You'll learn a lot."

Shova rolls his eyes, leaning over and kissing Kiersten's neck gently. This gets him swatted as she blushes, though she takes his hand. "We're going to go prepare our room. Then we'll deal with the beasts." And she firmly leads him out of the room before he can protest.

Kenny snorts and watches the two go. "Great...I'm stucks in a place with a bunch of sexoholics. Tell me there are girls in your corby which don't have fuzzy butts?" He rolls to his feet, cracking his neck. "I'll get started on the wagon while they're screwing."

Chago laughs and shakes his head. "Not yet, but I'm lookin' for a nocker." Like that's much better. "And we ain't as bad as all that usually. Just been a dry spell while Genny nearly died, and the sidhe got her panties out of a knot." he adds with a laugh while his hands stay busy.

Once the press is ready, he starts working on making a map of the new place from his memory of Genny's tour and then a similar map of Kink, with both where he is and where he expects the twins to be marked. Seems a good start for a bunk, right? Especially one linking the two places if all goes well. That's right, he's planning a big one for the link and starting even before the simpler scrying to get in touch with their old home.

Kenny arches a pierced eyebrow, as though he has trouble believing that a sidhe can get their panties OUT of a knot. He just shrugs and nods. "Whatever you say, Boss." And he's off to deal with the horses and such.

It doesn't take long before there's a warmth coming out of the little kitchen and the smell of spices being ground. Singing goes with it, a bawdy Spanish number which Genny hasn't sung since leaving Kink.

Shova, after a while, finds his way to Chago, looking rather content. "Soo...what did you have in mind now?"

Chago glances up and then turns back to his work. "Step one is getting Genny to do some messaging through a scrying I'm gonna do. She'll let my old crew know where things stand and what we want, and how long they got to get it to us. Then I wanna try and bring them myself. I think I finally figured how to do it from talking to you about your portals. If I can't, I'll guide you to the place and we'll bring 'em your way. I don't wanna use up any more of your glamour if we ain't got to though." he explains.

"Once everyone is here, we should have trolls on the entry at the least. I'm hoping for a creeper to check for creeping paths too, and to help if we need something underhanded. I don't count on the rest. Some of them was jealous of me taking over. The rest are fae kin. Not good to keep them here, even as long as we stay. Still... whatever we get, we use it to make this secure and we get Kiersten clean. When -she's- ready, we put her on the throne and her uncle is gonna die. And he's gonna die painful. That little shrimp of his from the kitchens is going too. Anyone else... well, that'll be the Baroness' call. Them two though... I ain't settling for less than them dead."

"After that... I'm getting a bale here. I ain't asking her for it neither. Ain't nothing wrong with your girl, but she's gonna need her bale strong, not losing some of its fire to us. We'll get our own." And he seems to feel they can too, despite what a legendary task that can be.

Shova listens to all of that, leaning against a wall and absently picking some piece of stone out of one hoof. It shows that he's growing as a person, or at least has a much better sense of Chago these days, that he doesn't bat an eyelash at the laundry list. "Huh...ambitious for one day." His brow wrinkles. "How come you don't want help with the portal? Seems like working together would be more accurate."

Chago nods. "It would be, but me and Genny got some plans for renewing our glamour soon. You... you ain't got a good way to get any back." Then he looks up from the sketching and grins a bit. "And unless you want me to tell you, don't ask how we plan to do it." he adds, before turning back to his work. His tone is a bit less friendly than the grin though, warning that the satyr may not want to know. "Anyway... way I see it is, if I can do it, we gain a lot. You save energy and I confirm I got the trick down. Means I can do a lot more than anyone here knows."

Not that that's not already the truth.

Shova holds up both hands. "I usually don't want to know how you're going to do such things, and in this case what I don't know can't be used against me." Or against them if it came down to it. "I can give you guidance for what you'll do without spending the glamour."

He pauses and takes a deep breath. "Kiersty is sleeping right now, but...she started shaking something fierce, and...well..." He gives a little self-effacing smile. "I'm one hell of a lover, but I don't think it was just passion."

Chago nods to that. "Smart goat." he rumbles. "I was hoping you'd say that." Then he looks up and grins a little. "Yeah. That'd be good. First times is always the roughest." As he's about to turn back to his work, the news of the sidhe comes and he nods slowly. "Withdrawal. She's been doped up for a long time. It's gonna be harder'n hell. I'd recommend you get a bucket and a lot of towels and cool water. She's probably gonna be sicker than anything you ever seen before long.

Sweating her ass off too. Just try and take care of her. Help her thorough it when it wakes her. If she needs you more'n me, I better not see your tail in range of my teeth. Got that?"

Shova nods, "I talked to Genny about getting some stuff and keeping aside some kind of mild food or broth or something. She said she knew just what would serve." He checks the other hoof before stretching. "She also said she'd have something for folks to eat in about ten minutes, though really good stuff would have to wait a couple hours."

Chago nods again. "Had a feeling. She's good for that. Go tell the kid and then get back to your girl. I'll call for ya when you might be needed. Right now, if you're anything like I expect, you want to be with her if you can't be doing anything to make her better." Just like Chago was after getting Genny her help. Right there. "We'll be okay without yas a while. Me and Genny can handle the call to my crew. We won't get them for at least a few hours so there's time."

Shova nods, pushing away from the wall. "Good then. You know where I'll be. Just let me know when you're ready and I'll see where she's at." He leaves pretty quickly, really wanting to be somewhere else, but also making sure he'd doing his part.

A few moments later Kenny walks in. He's carrying a rough platter made out of the lid from one of the barrels. It's covered in makeshift dishes with Genny's idea of snack food on it. At least two of the dishes smell good and hot too. "Hey Boss...the fuzzy butt said to bring this to you."

Chago rises and takes the platter, moving away from his work with it and glancing around to be sure there's no one around but his fellow redcap. "Thanks, Kenny." he comments before gulping a few bites with typical redcap manners. "You notice anyone coming, give me a heads up, okay?" he asks then, before grabbing a bit of the hot stuff and making a throaty sound of pleasure as he chews. The he runs a palm across his mouth and licks up some of the dribbles from that palm. Gotta love redcap napkins, huh?

Kenny doesn't seem to mind, though he nods at the instructions. He's got a second meal for himself and settles down to munching through it, which means a mess. "Huh..." He pauses after a few bites, seeming surprised. "It's good."

Chago gives a low snort at that. "Her biggest Passion is cooking. Of course it's good. Her and me ran a club back before we came to deal with a load of crap that was left alive too damn long." He explains. "Tell me about your mentor. It'll give me some ideas on what you still need to learn and what you need to unlearn."

Kenny blinks, looking confused. "I thought all the fuzzy butts did was screw anything that didn't knock them out." What? More than one Passion? He takes another bite, grinding the softened spiced jerky. "He was an old shit. Kept mostly to himself and so did I. Taught me to kick asses and take names and only believe in other Caps."

"And all we do is eat and fight." Chago points out. "I was a seer before I started learning a lot of my arts. Trust me. There ain't no kith that ain't more than what you see at a glance." Then he gulps down a few more bites. "Okay... most pookas are just lying pains in the ass, but other than them, you can't expect the kiths to just be one thing."

Kenny gives a grin, which shows beans in his teeth. "I don't know. Eating and fighting is a hell of a lot of fun." Though he pauses then, licking his lips. "Though I get the point, Boss. Don't jump to conclusions and shit."

Once the two finish up, Genny appears bringing with her parchments she's scribbled notes on, bunk preparations for getting the messages through to the guys.

Chago laughs and nods. "And so is doing a satyr. Trust me, those fuzzy butts know positions you didn't know you could get into. You'll see someday. But there's more to all of us than just what's fun. Like you said."