Elliot Nightray (
nobleminded) wrote in
eachdraidh2014-06-10 11:12 pm
Video | Open to Seelie and Unseelie
[A very annoyed teenager is somewhere in Caer Scima. Over his right shoulder rests a sheath for a light blade, possibly a rapier. The handle isn't within view, but from the way it sits the sword is likely in there.]
These little Ainsel creeps or whatever they call themselves have been running amok for days! I don't think the leaders here have made much effort, if any, to do something about them, though! Is it this bad on both sides?! For claiming we're their guests or soldiers, they're certainly not treating us very well! I-
[Just then, a small pair of glowing red hands pop up from behind his shoulder and latch on to the sheath. Elliot nearly loses his balance before turning his head enraged.]
DON'T TOUCH THAT YOU LITTLE-!
[The locket goes dark, but from the way it was moving at the end it can be assumed that he ended the feed and let go of it to fight off the latest infected imp.]
These little Ainsel creeps or whatever they call themselves have been running amok for days! I don't think the leaders here have made much effort, if any, to do something about them, though! Is it this bad on both sides?! For claiming we're their guests or soldiers, they're certainly not treating us very well! I-
[Just then, a small pair of glowing red hands pop up from behind his shoulder and latch on to the sheath. Elliot nearly loses his balance before turning his head enraged.]
DON'T TOUCH THAT YOU LITTLE-!
[The locket goes dark, but from the way it was moving at the end it can be assumed that he ended the feed and let go of it to fight off the latest infected imp.]

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They should see us like that, but it's sounding more like they see us as expendable soldiers.
[And he just keeps frowning.] Of course I wouldn't, but with as many people as there are here, even if you came up with a good disguise, it might not fool everyone.
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Expendable soldiers, hmm? but is that really so different? [ no, no, don't mind him. It's just a moment of maudlin weakness as he shakes his head before shrugging broadly. ]
Well, you certainly can't know until you try! We'll just devise a quick plan to get you away if you're discovered. Just trust in Uncle Oscar and your brother Gilbert to handle it!
[ doesn't that inspire the greatest of confidences? It should! ]
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They could at least let us decide if we want to fight for them!
[And...no, it doesn't. His face says it all.]
Do you even know how far away you are? I can't remember the map exactly, but it covered a lot of land.
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Do you think I'd allow a little thing like distance keep us from making a daring rescue? We'll sweep in just in the nick of time!
[ mostly because they'd be somewhere close by and hovering just out of sight. What do you take him for, an idiot? ]
But I don't really know what our hosts expect to pit friend against friend. Perhaps they don't truly wish to win this war, but are rather hoping we'll broker a peace between us.
[ well, that'd at least explain the separation. Not that Elliot should be at all inclined to watch the decline of the Vessalius name or anything. Why should he? It's not like there's a family feud or... anything... ]
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[And then his own comment effectively shuts him up for a few seconds. He's not sure if he can go back if he even wants to. But yes, he does take you for one.]
I can't see why they'd abduct this many people for peace talks. Maybe they think we can't make decisions for ourselves so we'll just listen to them. It's stupid, whatever it is.
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[ he holds a moment of silence as though Oscar truly was capable of deep thought before he sighed ]
I need to do more research, but I believe our usefulness lies in these shards the fairy told me about when I arrived. I'm not at all sure what they mean, but I have my suspicions.
Regardless, I'd take care where you are and tread carefully. We may be new and unaccustomed to the creatures of this world, but that's no excuse to insult a dryad!
[ or any lady really. The men though... well, don't insult them either! He knows you well Elliot and he's got his eye on you! ]</small.