5 ☭ VIDEO + TEXT | OPEN TO BOTH COURTS + SEELIE LOCK

[marred]

[ 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. ]

( 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.

Comments

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[marred]

Considering she kind of likes to tunnel through my shirts that are an entire galaxy bigger than her, I think she'd find herself at home in a dog sweater. Thanks.

[ with a nudge from martha, luke sighs, and is forced to inquire about the state of clothes for snakes. ]

Did you by chance see any stylish, long, very comfortable, but very classy socks?

[gordianknots]

On front one: not a problem, and on front two: not that I noted, but I also wasn't looking.

[marred]

They've got a lot of interesting crap down there, anyway. I'm sure I'll be able to find some socks.

[ with a nice pattern. yes, martha, he knows! thankfully, her own comments and her own demands aren't picked up by his locket. ]

Place is kind of a junk yard. Whenever I go down there, I'm always looking for either a game or a maze to get lost in.

[gordianknots]

That's what's glorious about the Station though, isn't it? For a few hours you're completely away from this war and can get lost in either nostalgia or immersed in something new, depending on when and where you're from.

[marred]

I'm pretty fond of the new video games out. Would never get the chance to play them in my time.

I've got a Furby waiting for me back there. What's got you wrapped up in nostalgia?

[gordianknots]

Oh I forgot about Furbies. Kind of on purpose. The 90s were terrible.

But funnily enough, the video games. I usually rely on them back home to de-stress, so it's nice to have that resource available to me again.