first scream ♚ voice ♚ open to both seelie and unseelie.

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I've heard that this magic device is the best way to address both the Seelie and Unseelie courts and their members. In the midst of all of this chaos surrounding these disgusting worm beings, I find myself wondering why it is that no one has tried to take a general census of the population. We're clearly, most of us, new arrivals. For whatever reason that may be, it stands to reason that we should at least talk to each other. Especially since it's likely that we all have at least one or two other people we know from our own homes. So, first things first. How many of you have come across someone you knew before you arrived here? Are they friends, or are they enemies? How are you handling things? ( Lydia has determined that she needs to take a survey, more or less, and find out as much as she can. See if she can discern any patterns in the population. See if she can find a rhyme or reason to what's going on... To why this place, why these people, why this timing. )

Secondly. If there's anyone else here from Beacon Hills... Speak up. Clearly there's something going on here that involves at least a few of us. I'm wondering how many more of us there are.

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voice;

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From what I've been able to discern so far, the difference isn't so much good versus evil as it is order versus chaos... Though, those are just rumors, and I'm not entirely sure how based-in-fact they are.

( Both. She's asking both. She knows the answer to one already, really. No. He cannot be trusted. But... )

Either or.

voice;

[scission]

I suppose you didn't have much inclination to fairy stories and folklore, before we arrived here.

[It's not clear from his tone whether he thinks that's a failing on her part or not.]

I've found myself housed in the halls of Unseelie. I suppose you can take a degree of trust in how unsurprising you'll find that.

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Of course I didn't. I'm just getting used to all of the other<.i> things that decided to come to Beacon Hills and make camp.

( She laughs, a little dry, bark of a response. )

Knowing there are miles between us is neither surprising, nor lacking in any sort of comfort. But I still haven't been able to quite understand or decipher what, exactly, all of the differences are between the two courts.