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[it's been three months and it's the first time ben has ever broadcasted over the network. he hasn't quite figured out to keep his 'announcement' to just one of the courts, and maybe he doesn't care. he'd prefer it if he could just stay under the radar forever, but that would be unrealistic. the locket is settled on a table in front of him, and he appears to be in the bailey.

the question seems to be quite a feat for him as he speaks, because there's a certain amount of stress to his words. he tries to keep it light, but it's hard for him.]

Name's Ben Hawkins, and I need work. Don't gotta be paid, just need somethin' to do. Don't care if it's just movin' books or a table. Leave me a message, whatever you gotta do.

[his tone reeks of exasperation, even boredom. he's desperate. he shrugs his shoulders, lips pressing together and brows furrowing.]

Maybe even a few sword lessons'd be nice. [asking for help is hard] Ain't askin' for much, just-- just in case I need it.

[he pauses, awkwardly, as if he doesn't know what else to say. how do other people usually end the feed? they just turn it off, right? he hesitates, reaching for the locket, and finally--]

Bye.

[and the feed shuts off.]

third bull ( video )

[pontificus]

[She hefts a rather large looking book onto the table in front of her, a bright smile laid upon her face.]

It seems my fortune that the High Queen of the Seelie Court has granted me a skill of this kingdom. I've been given an old tome of the previous potion master here, and while I have no knowledge of magic not witchcraft it seems my interest in alchemy, poisons, and antidotes may transcend realms.

[A hand smooths over pages as she begins to turn.]

I wish to do whatever I can to help those here, to both protect myself and do what I can for those who cannot. But as I said I've no great skill in magic. I have already met one kind witch here, and I must call upon the kindness of others to guide me. I will not squander this gift.

If there be any in either court with any knowledge in potion making, I would wish to speak with you. My thanks. [It's a noble bending of her head before she leans in to switch the feed off.]

02; Text (Open to both courts)

[fairbrook]

[After nearly a month of venturing into the Unseelie territory with her vampiric subordinate, one may wonder exactly what a certain knight has been up to. Though this is not to be seen, she addresses the network mildly irritably, with an important question in mind:]

Where might I acquire cigars?

[Priorities...]