video | this is it boys, this is war | open to both courts

[noflying]

I don’t know you people. Not really.

[ Jake is seated in what looks to be some sort of a tavern, the walls behind him planks of wood instead of the stone of any of the castles. His hat is on, bright blue eyes staring out from under it, fixed on the locket. ]

And unless I’ve missed something, none of you know me.

[ He certainly hopes no one knows him – he’s wanted, after all. ]

But I don’t know these people who took us here, neither. And I ain't inclined to go to war on their word.

[ This isn’t a draft. It’s kidnapping, and while he has vague memories of having kidnapped before, it was never to gain soldiers. ]

Now, I reckon I ain’t the only one feelin’ that way. If I’m right [ and he’s willing to bet that he is ] and you ain’t content to sit around or be pushed into fighting for ‘em, then… well. [ Surprisingly white teeth show in a sharp grin. ] We may have some things to talk about.

[Open to both Seelie | Unseelie]

[fateagainstyourwill]

[Simon's peering into his locket, looking uncertain- brows gently furrowed as if he's concentrating, but slightly hesitant to speak. To one other person in particular here, it must be somewhat reminiscent of the Simon who was worried about speaking up, worried his friends might think he was stupid for voicing his thoughts. He licks his lips. Should he have told Alisha first?]

Did-.. anyone else see things last night? [Though his voice is even and sure, a hand is idly pushes back the brown hair at his forehead with a flicker of self-consciousness. He doesn't really know these people, should he be sharing this?] I don't know if it was a message- it was, more like a vision. Like someone trying to contact me.

[Blue eyes lift, glancing upward briefly before settling back upon the locket he recalls what he was shown.] There were people asking for my help. It seemed like they were being torn apart er- in the sky. [His nose wrinkles a little, it sounds vaguely ridiculous and wasn't pleasant, that much is reflected in his expression and he's compelled to help them even if he doesn't have any idea how, this is all he can do. Perhaps someone else here will know better.]

text; | filtered to Unseelie

[shadow_spread]

Is anyone offering riding lessons?

[video]

[bird_brain]

[Aubri's bored.

It's also right around dusk and, in the background, is the sound of rain and thunder rumbling lowly and the occasional flash of lightning. He's grounded and traveling alone, so he's poking at the locket.]

This world has lovely weather.

[He's also grumpy.]