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eachdraidh2014-11-30 06:50 pm
noirant) wrote in eachdraidh2014-11-30 06:50 pm
Video || Both Courts;
Gracious, one might almost believe that we were playing hide-and-seek.
[ Felix drawls. The words are carefully picked with a leisured scorn, but they don’t do much to hide his growing flush ... or the twigs and leaves tangled in his hair. A fat green caterpillar inches its way across a shoulder, and something chitters from out view.
The heavy trees of La Llorona droop dark over the little path behind him, their branches like so many grasping fingers. He can't be very far into the forest, but the way is overgrown, and the trail plainly disused.
As far as Felix is concerned, it’s still the ninth month, and he’s still traveling to the Station with a troll and a god in tow. ]
As my erstwhile traveling companions appear to have taken the maps, supplies, and horses along upon their game, I find myself tasked with troubling assistance from any amongst you with more familiar with —
[ A yelp, and the locket drops. A few moments later, a visibly more harried-looking Felix scowls back into view, his eyes shot wide. An enormous, hairy leg twitches feebly from the edge of the frame, trailing a hazy line of green smoke. ]
— The forest, and its bug problems.
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[[ OTA for action, as well! ]]
[ Felix drawls. The words are carefully picked with a leisured scorn, but they don’t do much to hide his growing flush ... or the twigs and leaves tangled in his hair. A fat green caterpillar inches its way across a shoulder, and something chitters from out view.
The heavy trees of La Llorona droop dark over the little path behind him, their branches like so many grasping fingers. He can't be very far into the forest, but the way is overgrown, and the trail plainly disused.
As far as Felix is concerned, it’s still the ninth month, and he’s still traveling to the Station with a troll and a god in tow. ]
As my erstwhile traveling companions appear to have taken the maps, supplies, and horses along upon their game, I find myself tasked with troubling assistance from any amongst you with more familiar with —
[ A yelp, and the locket drops. A few moments later, a visibly more harried-looking Felix scowls back into view, his eyes shot wide. An enormous, hairy leg twitches feebly from the edge of the frame, trailing a hazy line of green smoke. ]
— The forest, and its bug problems.
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[[ OTA for action, as well! ]]
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[ The words are a touch clipped, some of their swagger lost to the enormous fucking spider on its back behind him. ]
Out of here.
[ Helpful, Felix. So helpful. ]
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Look, going out to battle giant spiders for fun makes perfect sense to an Asgardian. ]
And "here" is...?
[ Because no, seeing some random trees is not actually enough for her to know where he is, if he wants her to come pick him up. It might not even make sense for her to try it, since that could possibly take days depending on where those random trees happen to be growing. ]
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Or what passes for it, in a forest so comically dreary as to make for a stage set. ]
La Llorona -- it's near enough to Caer Scima, unseelie holdings. Couldn't give you the faintest impression as to where within, however.
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[ Sorry Felix, but the lady is Seelie. ]
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[ He shoves a hand through his hair, offering a shallow, resigned smile. ]
The less obvious problems presented by instantaneous communication. The offer of aid is -- nonetheless -- appreciated, Mademoiselle...?
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[ She offers him a smile not dissimilar to his own. This whole business with the two courts certainly can get incredibly frustrating at times, can it not? ]
Who was the offer extended to?