LUKE CASTELLAN. (
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eachdraidh2015-01-12 03:29 pm
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5 ☭ VIDEO + TEXT | OPEN TO BOTH COURTS + SEELIE LOCK
[ on january 11, the humming of the macarena comes to a sudden and abrupt halt. it's with a hiss of a snake and the sight of a tongue in the very corner of the camera, it's clear luke isn't holding his locket. it's martha who is, but she doesn't make a sound as a little red fox curls into luke's neck and licks his jaw. she's rowdy and restless, but luke tries to smooth her hackles a little with his fingers stroking her fur. as for the man himself, he looks a little tired. ]
[ his voice is quiet, ] Uh, hey guys. [ the fox in his arms nudges him hard on the jaw. ] Woah, hey, calm down.
Look, I need to make this quick. It's getting colder. I'm not really great at knitting, but — Can anyone help me out here? She needs something to keep her from shivering.
I promised someone I'd take care of her. And — [ he meant it when he'd vowed to the black shuck he'd honour his deceased friend. and that even means doing this. ] Yeah, I'm going to need more than one pair of socks and a scarf. We can work out a trade, if you're not willing to knit for free.
[ the fox settles against him, closing her eyes. there's a quiet hiss of ask from martha. ] And if you can knit two long stockings — [ the camera shakes and luke rolls his eyes. ] And maybe four or so ear muffs — I'd be grateful.
[ and though it appears as though luke's wanting to get off his locket as soon as possible with the fox resting against him, it's all an act. encrypting a text for seelie only, he dictates his own audition advertisement for the seers of the court. please note: this advertisement lacks the extravagance of his cow advert from a few days prior. it doesn't help he has a fox that won't leave him alone in his hands. ]
[ his voice is quiet, ] Uh, hey guys. [ the fox in his arms nudges him hard on the jaw. ] Woah, hey, calm down.
Look, I need to make this quick. It's getting colder. I'm not really great at knitting, but — Can anyone help me out here? She needs something to keep her from shivering.
I promised someone I'd take care of her. And — [ he meant it when he'd vowed to the black shuck he'd honour his deceased friend. and that even means doing this. ] Yeah, I'm going to need more than one pair of socks and a scarf. We can work out a trade, if you're not willing to knit for free.
[ the fox settles against him, closing her eyes. there's a quiet hiss of ask from martha. ] And if you can knit two long stockings — [ the camera shakes and luke rolls his eyes. ] And maybe four or so ear muffs — I'd be grateful.
[ and though it appears as though luke's wanting to get off his locket as soon as possible with the fox resting against him, it's all an act. encrypting a text for seelie only, he dictates his own audition advertisement for the seers of the court. please note: this advertisement lacks the extravagance of his cow advert from a few days prior. it doesn't help he has a fox that won't leave him alone in his hands. ]
( SEELIE )
THE DRABWURLD'S NEXT TOP SUPER SEER!
Are you a Seer looking for work? Want to see the Drabwurld through the eyes of High-King Ridire? Think you're strong enough for mind-numbing pain and bright, vibrant colours?
Well, maybe this is the job you've been waiting for!
The Drabwurld's Seer Agency is currently looking for a Seer strong enough to be able to handle the sight of High-King Ridire. It's a glimpse into the future anyone would die for.
ONLY SERIOUS CANDIDATES APPLY WITHIN!
Just drop your name and your qualifications, and we'll see if Tyra chooses you.
seelie lock;
[ though he may not know what had befallen may castellan, simply believing her being with hermes was enough to drive her insane (aren't the gods always at fault?), what he wanted from her was an act that proved herself not to be a kid from camp who was too big for his boots. he doesn't know rachel from adam; she's the chick with the hairbrush to him, the girl who apparently took on the spirit of delphi for some reason he doesn't think he'll ever truly understand when she had been brand spanking new to this world. but all he's searching for in the people who are stepping up is someone who can fight a titan from overpowering them from the inside. a stubborn and strong will, and the inability to back down — maybe it's unfair he's taking to this as one would when offering themselves up for being the vessel of a titan, but that's all he really knows. it's overpowering and completely dehumanising, being a passenger in your body, that he doesn't want the fate of hal green — being trapped without his voice, without even seeing the outside world, as he had been haunted with the visions of all who he couldn't help — to befall someone else. ]
[ he'd failed annabeth and thalia by not ensuring they were well taken care of, the promise that he had made to them broken the day thalia had taken root outside of camp half-blood and he'd let hate fester inside of him. he has too much to make up for — and it's difficult proving to himself he's worthy of forgiveness when he holds himself to such an impeccably difficult standard. ]
Thanks for the character assessment.
I'll be sure to include beside your name "Excellent analyst of character. Highly recommend, especially without a hairbrush on hand." Except you got one little thing wrong.
[ he thinks it's false, the inaccurate assessment she believes she has to prove herself worthy of his friendship, when it has always been the other way around. from clarisse to percy to annabeth to thalia to even himself, it's luke being required to prove he isn't the monster they all believe him to still be. he doesn't feel like telling her, though. ]
But you're right. You don't have to prove anything to me. And I don't have to prove anything to you — good thing we're not friends, then, because you'd be pretty disappointed.
Thanks for raising your hand. ;)