001 ♞ video ♞ open to both courts ♞ backdated to late afternoon on the 11th

[noflying]

[ The locket is in Jake's hand, fingers loosely curled around it. His other hand has a hand-rolled cigarette, while a small group of fairies seems to have settled on Jake's chest. Several of them are still faintly glowing red; one of the ones still glowing rather fiercely flicks a hot coal.

Jake immediately snuffs the coal out with the butt of his revolver. ]

What've I told you about that?

[ The fairies chitter, and the cowboy takes a drag off his cigarette before blowing the smoke in their faces. The red glow diminishes, at least one fairy fading back to its normal color entirely. It immediately shuffles away from the other Ainsel, pointing at Jake's locket. ]

Hm?

[ Turning his head, he seems to realize that the locket's recording. Oh. Well then. Raising an eye at the locket, as if daring anyone to comment on his actions, Jake places the cigarette back in his mouth and reaches up to adjust his hat. ]

Anyone else been hearing about treasure from these folk?

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[bird_brain]

[Dryly] I am glad we are of one mind.

[noflying]

[ Jake is just going to tip his hat. Like an asshole. ]