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ok so
fuck. wait.

[the text function switches over to video, which takes a bit longer than expected, because effy has never touched something so high-tech. she learns quickly, though, and doesn't have any trouble fixing up the feed so it shows her face. her face, thin and dusted with freckles and a button of a nose, is unimpressed. in fact, there's hardly much emotion showing besides a small twitch of her brow when she speaks up. around her, it is quiet. her voice is soft with a hint of a rasp. she is smoking.]

Right then. Don't really know where I am, but I don't think I'm awake. You know, how in dreams, it feels like you've been doing something for hours and hours, but when you wake up, it's just been fifteen minutes?

[she glances down, straight hair sweeping in front of her face as she takes a drag from her cigarette. when she looks up, she exhales, smoke dissipating into the air around her.]

Feels like that.

[she gives a sly smile,]

But it isn't a dream, is it?

[with one last flicker of mischievousness in her eyes, she shuts the locket.]

(ooc: effy is also wandering around the castle of caer scima, so if you want to do an action thread and have your character stumble upon her, feel free! i'm up for anything c:)

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( smiling redhead covered in weird black markings that look like tattoos but are in various states of fading into white, also. hi, effy. )

Hate to break it to you, but it's definitely not. Welcome to the Drabwurld. Don't trust the fairies.

[ok who knows what the fuck's going on there (she raises an eyebrow just slightly) but she's not going to comment on it just yet.]

Woop-de-doo. [she looks affronted (hardly).] Trust them? They spiked up people's drinks at the party.

Edited (I CANT READ im so loopy im sorry awbrey :c cries ) 2014-08-08 03:31 (UTC)

( clary laughs a little. this girl is pretty cynical and sarcastic and that's okay. )

Well, good. If you err on the side of caution, you'll do just fine.

[she gives a slight nod of acknowledgement.]

Sure. Any other warnings?

Eat as much free food as you can. It's not tainted or anything, surprisingly. But really. Eat all of it. ( because she is so tired of having to hunt and shit for her food oh my god she misses nyc so bad right now where is her 4 am delivery sushi ufjahsgb atsngsarafgsanrbasjgsat AGNKBASTG being a city girl is hard. ) And try to make friends? Because it sucks being here, but it sucks more if you have nobody to whine about the royals to.

[effy doesn't eat much, but it's nice to know the food that is around isn't messed with. she wouldn't past the imps to do something so crude. what they have must be worse than what she has at home, so she's been wary, at best.]

No real point in whining. Facts are facts, that's just it. We're stuck. [a nonchalant shrug] Just got to deal with it for now.

[and anyway, if everyone hates them so much, why don't they just do something about it?]

For now, being the operative keywords here. It's just a matter of time before both courts have a revolution. Well - okay. Sort of. The Seelie people supposedly came here willingly. So. ( she shrugs, then smiles. )

I'm Clary, by the way. Welcome to Caer Scima, and the weird existence that is fairyland.

"Supposedly". Interesting. Mind telling me more about that bit?

[with a tiny disingenuous smile, effy returns the greeting.]

Effy. Thanks.

Supposedly. As in, that's what everyone says. That they agreed to come down here, for whatever reason. Somehow or another, they were convinced that this was a cause they needed to help with. So, they're here by choice. I think everyone in Unseelie was just... taken. Which kind of makes things unbalanced in the long run, because you've got one side all mad about being yanked out of their lives, and another side ready and willing and able to fight for you... Sometimes I wonder if we're just cannon fodder.

[the seelie wanted to be here? she didn't believe that for a second.]

Maybe they thought if we were mad about it, we'd want to fight so we could leave. [she tilts her head,] We're probably just cannon fodder, honestly. We're replaceable.

( hey that's just what they tell her man, maaaaaan )

They thought wrong. Most of us just want to fight them so we can leave.

( she laughs ) Have you met anyone yet who's proven that wrong? A lot of the people brought here have some sort of superhuman ability, or something along those lines.

No.

[she narrows her eyes for a moment, then, when she speaks again, sarcasm manages to sneak out once again.]

Why? Have you got some sort of ability?

( clary's smile turns into more of a grin. she holds up one of her arms. )

Those aren't just tattoos.

[effy's lashes flutter, her expression only shifting into partial curiosity. it's as if effy's supposed to know what they are, when she so obviously doesn't.]

So, what the fuck are they, then?

( everyone is so grouchy here. )

Runes. Each one of them has a different meaning, and a different effect on me. This one - ( she points to one that looks a little like a swan, she guesses... ) - gives me enhanced strength, for example.

So you've got superpowers?

[she looks both intrigued and uncertain.]

What else can you do?

More or less, I guess. ( she laughs a little. )

Well, all of the abilities I have are based on the fact that the runes work on me. I'm what's called a Nephilim. Part angel, part human.

[effy nods, finally, understanding washing over her features. she knows what nephilims are.]

Oh, I get it. You've got plenty of things up your sleeve.

[she's wondering why clary hasn't used what she's got against the queen.]

Acutally, it's... Like I said, mostly the runes. I have a little something extra, I guess, in that I can create new runes.. Which is a thing nobody can do but me. But the background there is really complicated. ( she smiles widely. ) My name's Clary.

[she squints a moment before shrugging a shoulder nonchalantly. she's sure clary will be happy to explain more later, but for now-- that's all the information she needs to hear. it's already a lot to take in.]

Effy. Nice to meet you.

You too. In spite of the sucky circumstances, anyway. ( she beams. ) And, hey. If you need any tips or anything like that... I'm happy to help. I know it's rough getting used to all of this.

Sure.

[then, with a more genuine tone of voice and even the slightest of smiles:]

Thanks.

Anytime. ( Then she waves and closes her locket. )

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