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[gordianknots]

Unseelie Locket Network, voice

In light of the decree given by the Black Shuck, I am seeking to try and create a database of banshee sightings, to try and help get teams of people or individuals out to the exact location and to give them a hand. To that extent, if anyone is willing to volunteer where they’re interested in heading, so that a note of it might be made and more ground can be be covered by others checking to see if an area has been seen to, please let me know. The goal is to organize something useful, so that this can be done as completely as plausible.

Thank you in advance for your help, and I wish you luck in your endevours.

To Hermione-Net, voice

Hi all. To make a long story short, with the temporary lax standards the Shuck has forced our monarchs to to take, I’m temporarily allowing Unseelie and Seelie alike into the Barrel to try and get this banshee task attended to in the most concise manner possible. I’m trying to collect all possible sightings, and I’ll be happy to pass on spots to check out for anyone who’s interested in restoring their voices.

Obviously for everyone’s safety I’m going to ask that those of you making use of the Barrel try and not go too far astray from the task before us. However, if you need a place for final farewells, I’m not exactly going to stop you either.

Please let me know if you have questions, otherwise I do look forward to seeing a number of you for a final round of cooperation before we have to get back to killing each other.

[ooc: Please let me know what network you're replying on. Also Barrel link for all your cooperation needs!]

Comments

[gordianknots]

[Fucking Kirei.]

I can make the conversation soundproof, but I need you to be okay with a spot of blood.

[brainiest]

I can make it soundproof without the blood.

[ But, still, she shifts. ]

Mine or yours?

(brb dinner)

[gordianknots]

Mine. I know the spell. And this is native, so it takes. Not even slyphs can hear it.

[There's a pause as Waver brings his thumb up to his lips, and bites it hard enough to draw blood. In a routine so mundane to him now that it barely registers, Waver smears his lips first, then Hermione's, and repeats the words Alyosha taught him. réidh tost.]

All right, you were saying?

[brainiest]

[ Still, she winces a little, not moving her mouth until she's done. Is this something she can use later, she wonders? If it's native... ]

He's working in Leathann. I've donated to his cause, because it's a good one, but he -

[ She shakes her head. ]

I think he likes me.

[gordianknots]

[Waver looks at Hermione like he's about to laugh, but what comes out instead is a frustrated noise that sounds more at home on a horse.]

First Gilgamesh, now this--

[Why do all the crazy ones from home go for you, Hermione?]

[brainiest]

[ She wishes she knew! It doesn't really help that one of the first things she ever learned about Kirei was that he was bad in bed. ]

It's not my fault - I didn't know...

[ She shakes her head. ]

[gordianknots]

[H E R M I O N E N O.]

You know I really hate the whole His-Crazy-Pants-Mage-Hunter-Order-Excludes-Him-From-Chastity-Vows-Like-All-Other-Catholic-Priests thing.

[brainiest]

[ SHE DID NOT CHOOSE THIS LIFE except for the part where she offered to be Diarmuid's Master, that life she chose. ]

He did a quest for me and he was very good... But that was before I spoke to you about him.

[ She purses her lips. ]

I'm not really sure what to do.

[gordianknots]

[No, no, the Seelie life chose her. But still.]

Maintain a strictly professional relationship, enforce barriers and boundaries, keep an eye on him, and say something to Dorian if you feel uncomfortable. It's my understanding that he's been filled in on the whole thing.

[brainiest]

Because Dorian's my best friend or because he's Gilgamesh's Master?

[ She crosses her arms, hesitating for a moment before, finally, she nods her head. ]

I don't want to know all his history, do I?

[gordianknots]

Whose, Gilgamesh's, Dorian's, or Kirei's? I'm only privy to a part of two thirds of that list.

[brainiest]

Oh, I know all about Dorian and Gilgamesh.

[ She's the one helping protect Dorian's portrait and she's literally watched Gilgamesh's memories and read his Epic. ]

I meant Kirei.

[gordianknots]

I only know what Rin's told me, and I've shared that with you. Anything else gets into her personal life, and that topic is strictly not up for discussion.

[The list of Waver priorities are essentially Rider, Rin, kids, then everything else.]

[brainiest]

That's understandable.

[ She turns her head away, considering. ]

Is she alright? Rin?

[ They'd never met, but... ]

[gordianknots]

She's landed on her feet about the whole thing.

[But that had not been a fun conversation.]

[brainiest]

Good. I'm glad.

[ She breathes out, closing her eyes and relaxing. ]

I make sure to watch the compasses, since one was stolen a while ago. If anything comes up I'll let you know.

[gordianknots]

One was stolen? Whose?

[brainiest]

An Unseelie named Hiro. I've deactivated it, though, so no one's going to be able to use it.

[gordianknots]

[Interesting.]

Probably for the better. And plenty of people could get in trouble if the device was handed over to the monachs.

[brainiest]

I almost got in trouble with Tarz - but these were sold before the lockdown. I don't sell to Unseelie anymore.

[ She gives Waver a smile, though. Unless they're special, like he is. ]

[gordianknots]

Tarz made trouble for everyone. In his own court or not.

[He's still bitter about the Redgate thing.]

[brainiest]

... He hugged me.

[ What was that you were saying about the crazy people, Waver? ]

[gordianknots]

[POINT VALIDATED.]

May I ask the cause of the hug, and note that I'm genuinely curious and not trying to sound like a jerk?

[brainiest]

One of my... Friends broke into my office to try and go through all our information and I was upset about it.

[ She looks away; she's still not really over Katsa. ]

[gordianknots]

Ah. Well, I suppose that's something to balance out the rest. No one's two dimensional.