video; unseelie locked.

[thebreakingwave]

Hello, for those of you I haven't yet met, I'm Harry.

[The video footage is of a young man with messy black hair, one bottle-green eye, and half his face silvered over with old scarring. On the damaged side, he has a red amber prosthetic in place of an eye. In the background, there's a crow that periodically peers over his shoulder.]

The queen has tasked me to talk to every one of the Unseelie and ask for a memory of solidarity, overcoming great odds, or defeating a foe. With these, she can use it to create a better, stronger defence for a rebuilt Caer Scima.

It's going to take time to do this — at the very least, a few months — so there's no hurry to meet and I've the ability to get to pretty much anywhere in the Drabwurld quickly.

[He looks down at a bit of paper that's just out of sight; seems like someone made notes before talking.]

Sharing a memory is done through magic, it doesn't hurt, I won't look at anything you don't want me to see and I'll swear to that.

How's that?

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[thebreakingwave]

That's the difficult part.

It's fairly easy to tell someone to focus on a specific memory and they'll think of that, but it's just as common, maybe more so, to tell someone not to think of something and they can't do anything but.

It's a lot of practice, really.

[raavashing]

[Wan frowned, looking away. A memory had already come into his mind from the descriptions Harry had given, but he wasn't sure it was particularly appropriate, all things considered.]

What if we don't have any memories that will work?

[It was more than clear he definitely had one and was trying to find a way to justify not sharing it.]

[thebreakingwave]

Oh.

[ Harry looks distressed by the idea of never having had a single victory. ]

I am sure you've overcome something that troubled you, but if not, then you should come with me. We're bound to end up in some mess and we'll win then.

[ Gryffindor: 1

Logic: 0 ]

[raavashing]

[That is really not as encouraging as Harry thinks it should be.]

Uh... Do you usually cause messes wherever you go?

[thebreakingwave]

[Harry smiles, sheepish and lopsided.]

Before anyone else jumps in, I feel I should say that I try not to. I just have a habit of, er, getting involved. Not in a bad way, mind you.

[raavashing]

[That sounded familiar.

Wan's mouth drew itself into a line and he turned his eyes to the side for several long moments, mentally debating if he should just say no, or try to figure out a way to help that didn't involve his memories. In the end, he felt it was better to try and help. Defending the castle from attack was not the same as endorsing more fighting, after all.]

I don't mind meeting up with you and talking for a bit.

[Because he certainly didn't want to air his concerns about his memories over the lockets if what Alice had said about them was correct.]

We can see where it goes from there.

[thebreakingwave]

That's just fine. If you've got a preferred place, I'm happy to travel.

[raavashing]

I-

[He was currently on the road escorting refugees. That would be hard to find. And for the moment he didn't have any real plans on where he was going after that.]

It might have to wait a while? I'm still new to this world and I'm not familiar with much of the world. And I'm between villages right now, traveling. Can it wait? Just until I know where I am and can figure out how to give you directions?

[thebreakingwave]

That's no trouble at all. I don't think I got your name though?

[raavashing]

It's Wan. I can contact you with the locket later, right? How do I do that?

[thebreakingwave]

You just open it up and ask for the person you want to speak to. It'll find me. Or if that doesn't work, you can always try to find an owl and ask them to carry a message.

[No, Harry, that only works for wizards.]

[raavashing]

[He's definitely going to try it at some point.]

The owls carry messages? That's so nice of them!

[And look, he's smiling now.]

You said your name is Harry, right?

[thebreakingwave]

It is and remember, you need to pay them in mice or treats. It's only fair.

[ Owls. They're serious business. ]

[raavashing]

[Watch him tell the owl to take a letter to 'Harry' and it finds the first random bloke named Harry and drops the letter there, all satisfied with itself that it earned it's treat.]

Sure. I don't know how much better I'll be than them at catching mice, but I'm sure I can figure out a treat.