first arrow ➴ video (seelie + unseelie)

[torc]

( In the days since Guinevere's arrival she has employed a careful tread - listening to the locket and learning its magic. It's in her nature to be swift and silent - the survival of the woads is in their stealth - and as little time as possible has been spent trapped between four walls. Her gown is gone, replaced with brown leathers and a sleeveless tunic featuring a cowl neck, and knotted belts criss-cross her hips to hold the sheaths for her long knives.

A little blue dye to pattern her skin and she'd be feeling much more like herself. )

The land is different here.

( She appears to be seated, her bow propped close, and is holding the locket between both hands. From the view of what's behind her it's clear that she isn't in Caer Glaem: dappled shadows slip across her face and a breeze twists itself through a canopy of leaves. Pausing, Guinevere glances off to the side for a moment like a fox with its ears pricked. She's still listening. The worms were nightmarish - she had never seen their like before - but she knows how to choose her battles as she knows when to disappear.

Presently, she speaks again. )

Do you feel it? Perhaps it is the magic of the so-called faerie folk, but it rests heavy between these trees. The weight of it is almost a comfort.

( Her eyes, although wry and amused, retain that depth of level and calm. Thus far she's ventured into the Great Greenwood surrounding Caer Glaem in an attempt to better understand the land, never wandering so far as to lose herself but rarely passing the same mark twice. Nature speaks to her and here its voice is warm and kind.

Guinevere's, on the other hand, is playful at scorn.)

I cannot imagine why any woman or man would prefer cold stone to a green shelter.

( Bloody hippies. Guinevere lifts an eyebrow, then tilts her head as though unsure of whether or not she wishes to continue.)

And Arthur - or perhaps Lancelot - if you have arrived in these strange lands ...

( A hand reaches to touch her bow as she lowers her lashes, smirking privately.)

Meet with me. Someone has to protect you from the brutes on the battlefield, after all.

01 ☆ video ☆ seele & unseele

[parallels]

[After a few moments of shifting around, the locket reveals a round faced young woman with dark hair. She observes the feed with a rather amused expression, clearly still getting used to communicating by locket, before speaking.]

Well. Giant worms. What an introduction. Though perhaps as an introduction to a war, it's rather fitting. Though it got me thinking.

Has anyone been in a battle before? Like an actual proper war with battle plans and troops and all that sort of thing? Not asking for a CV, as I know we're a land divided, but just a poll to start to figure out what sorts were recruited.

I mean you'd think, even with shards and all, they'd try to get people who have a bit of experience at this sort of thing. It's not like we just stumbled in here. Because that's about as far as I've gone with war. Defending a Theme Park from robots on an alien planet and winning by a bit of my clever strategy and mostly pure luck.

[She shrugs and tosses her hair behind her back. Even if the words she used are just strange, she her tone implies that it's little more than commenting what she did last week. And it was. She figures there's little point to secrets in a place like this. She continues briskly, sounding both thoughtful and businesslike.]

Suppose faeries work in mysteries ways. Never met a fairy before. Was half convinced they were aliens too. You'd be surprised about the things that are supposed to be mythical but really just end up being alien. A few ghosts, the Loch Ness monster.

Anyway, faeries and war. Any information on that would be brilliant as I've got to get my bearings if I'm going to stay here and help out as I don't think a literature degree is going to do much for anyone. Unless the giant worms have a fondness for Dickens.

first kill ⚔ video (seelie & unseelie)

[renewedwill]

[with many trial and errors, jean finally managed to figure out how people video record on this thing!!! not that he even knows what a video is other than people actually moving on this... this fancy looking locket. but whatever, the point is that he finally managed to get it figured out!

well sort of. okay so he still might need to work out a few kinks when it comes to using this thing. but he got this for the moment! or at least he thinks he does. anyway- the video starts off by being to close to his beautiful face. he looks at it curiously before murmuring quietly to himself. he then adjusts the space between himself and the locket a few moments afterwards and finally comes up with something decent.] This is stupid. [sigh!!]

Alright, I've got a question I want to ask but never really got to ask when I first got here. Thank you Titan Worms. [ssssssuuuuure someone might have mentioned it's actual name to him, but ehhh. this worked out just fine.] But anyway, I was kind of curious to know if anyone knew anybody that was brought here but is dead in your own world? [he pauses.]

Like, I've got this friend who's here, and he died in my world. But.... It's like he doesn't even remember dying in the battle we were fighting in. He remembers fighting in it, but he doesn't remember fighting a Titan by himself. Anyway, I was wondering if something like that happened to anyone else that's here. [he backpedals a little, because oh yeah. marco can probably see this shit.] I mean- it's not that I don't mind that he's alive here! Like I said before, he was one of my best friends back home, and I'm sure we'll be able to slip back in to how things used to be between us. But.... I don't know. [he grumbles quietly as he runs his free hand down his face.]

Is this sort of thing normal here?