1st Chassé | Action for the Bailey in Seelie Court/Video for Both Courts

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[When the video turns on, it's actually a small stream of what appears to be someone spinning the locket over and over in the palm of their hand. There's a small laugh that follows, along with a tone of disbelief.]

Not quite what I meant when I said I wanted a new cell phone.

[Give it a moment before the video rights itself to reveal a blonde boy wearing a hat and stretched out on a bench in the Bailey of Caer Glaem. He appears to just be regarding the locket thoughtfully before he continues.]

Okay! So…hi. [Yes, thank you Ryan.] I'm Ryan, and I'm gonna be honest here I'm still not sure I'm not just dreaming all of this. I've been told I have a pretty vivid imagination. [There's a lopsided grin that follows.]

I guess I'm just sort of curious. Is anybody happier to be here than wherever they came from? [He's also got the map the fairies gave him clutched in his hand and he sort of just waves it in the video feed.] …also anybody know how to read a map? ["Besides everyone but me?" It's a sheepish request and he doesn't particularly like asking, but why learn how to read a map when you come from a place where you have chauffeurs, a GPS, or a twin sister who drives a narcissism mobile? He'd always assumed he'd learn how to read maps during the summer before he went to college and that's still a few months off.] I want to check out the rest of these places but I'm not sure where to start. Thanks a lot.

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[noirant]

My home. A city of high walls and comically misguided productions. A dear friend works with one of the better troupes --

[ That might be stretching things, but Felix is happy enough to ignore it. After all, Mehitabel isn't here to object. Didn't realize I was so dear to you, sunshine. ]

-- Perhaps you might shave some of the writing by looking to existing works? This place can't lack for stories to adapt. Don't fret over me, darling; I'll keep an eye to any promising newcomers.

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Kind of sounds like a laughable prison then. [Walls aren't exactly Ryan's favorite things. Nevertheless that's an idea, and he's already thoroughly distracted by his next chain of thoughts.]

There's gotta be a library or something. Or maybe I can ask the fairies. They've been around long enough, they should know some stories. [He tilts his head.]

You never gave me your name, by the way.

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[ Felix gives a small, languid shrug. There was a time when he felt Melusine's weight, but that time has mostly passed. Home's an easier burden when it doesn't rest on your shoulders. started from the bottom now we here ]

Caer Scima boasts one, I've no doubt the Glaem will have its own -- two seem as reflections in concept, if not form.

Lord Felix Harrowgate. Felix will quite do.

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Yeah, but the problem is that it's probably only going to tell me stuff about what's happened in Caer Glaem. I'll think about it. [He could write a biased play, maybe, but that seems a little unproductive.]

Oh. [If he sounds surprised, it's because he is. Well excuse him, Lord Felix. Guess that makes just as much sense as anything else.] Okay. Felix. I'll remember that, thanks.

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[ Felix has to admit, it's a cleverer point than he'd quite expected of Ryan. ]

How lucky, then, that you've a friend in the Scima with far too much reading time on his hands. Write me if you've a particular point you'd like investigated, and we can compare notes. Good luck, Ryan.