video | morning after the audience | unseelie & open non-locket comms

[boutant]

[ It's safe to say that Ariadne has never been this upset about anything in her entire life. She tends to smile, with large, gentle eyes. She does not tend to look murderous.

She does today.

Her trust has been broken, betrayed. Her people have been caught in the storm that Reynard started. Her mind has been violated, her companion dead.

When she speaks, her voice starts out calm. Cold. ]

So. When were we all going to start sharing what we know about the Cult of the Fox?

[ A breath and then she snarls. ]

Because it turns out they're wearing shard masks that let them look like anyone and they can get into your memories and mind control you to the point that you'll hang yourself.

[ It takes a tremendous amount of effort not to throw something. ]

That lying little fuck and those like him know how to use shards even when they're masks. If we don't stop sitting on our information then they're going to tear us apart from the inside. Do not trust anyone without- somehow verifying it's them, though I don't know how when they can do that much.

If you're staying at Diasbaile -- get to work or get out. I don't know how many people might still be under his spell but he's destroyed wards and rooms on the top two floors, read what was in my office if he didn't just steal it.

Everyone- be on your guard. And share your information, because otherwise we're all fighting this blind and then everyone is dead.

[ locked to steve rogers & sam wilson; ]
You need to get out of the Station. Just in case. Bucky's with me, he- we're not okay, he was with me when it happened, neither of us remember anything after a point. But we'll look after each other; he at least knows I'm me.

[ locked to grell, jason todd, loki, & waver velvet; ]
Gaff died in the Battle of Falling Fire. It was a cultist all along. Grell, can you watch Diasbaile? I can only assume that he'll know what I would do, but he didn't get in your head.

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[notavirtue]

[He accepted it without thanks, simply washing his hands over and over and over again. It didn't seem like he was stopping anytime soon, and not for the first time he lamented the lack of purified water in this world.]

What do you plan to do now, baroness?

[boutant]

[ Ariadne is trying not to pace, all restless energy with no outlet. ]

As much as I'd love to simply go after the bastard and rip his throat out, that won't solve anything. I need to find out their strengths, weaknesses -- I need to know more. He wore a mask that was made out of a shard; I'll start with shards.

[notavirtue]

It would be satisfying.

[And if there was a corpse, he could read the man's memories just as easily if he were alive. They would never be quite that lucky, though. As it was, he could sense Ariadne's own pent up energy, and it put him on edge.]

Start where? Despite being the people that possess them, we are at a distinct disadvantage when it comes to understanding them.

[boutant]

Loki went to speak to Morla; I'll see what he comes back with.

Otherwise... Nasin Lavellan asked if maybe Lord Fortuna of Treun would know more. Other old shardbearers like him might either know or know who does.

[ She shoves her hands in her pockets, makes herself try to stop fidgeting. ]

[notavirtue]

Fortuna was a Seelie.

[But... not unkind to Unseelie, as he'd learned, though that could be because of Vridan. He would trust the Governor's word over that of the High-Queen or King, however.]

Regardless, if I cross paths with them or any like them that know more than we do, I will refer them back to you.

[boutant]

Was. The leader of the Red Hand was for vampires allying themselves with the Unseelie, but she still fights for the highest bidder.

[ It doesn't mean Fortuna's untouchable. Just means anyone Unseelie who talks to him will have to be careful. ]

Thank you.

[notavirtue]

[Aly's motivations confused him, but it wasn't like he'd had the opportunity to question her. Next time he saw her, maybe. And while the Governor didn't seem thrilled with any court, he found that creature even more confusing than the mercenary leader.]

There is little else I can do here, baroness. I plan to travel to Leathann soon, but contact me immediately should you require anything else.

[boutant]

I will. Good luck in Leathann. And- thank you, again.

[ She doesn't really know how to truly show her gratitude, and she kind of doubts Javik wants a hug. ]

If you need any supplies, feel free to stock up here.

[notavirtue]

Of course, baroness.

[And that was his response to her thanks and her offer. Javik traveled light, and the journey to Leathann would be no different. Making certain the varren were present and accounted for, he offered her a perfunctory bow, and left.]