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001 | video | open to both courts
[ The locket is floating.
It’s the only explanation for the view that the item gives – a young man, out on the walls of one of the castles, the moon curved behind him. His arms are crossed in front of him, not touching the device as it records. Black eyes (all black, like the depths of the sea) regard it for a moment and then one hand moves, gestures at the locket. ]
Well, well.
[ His head tilts, and while his lips don’t turn up, one may get the feeling that he’s smirking. ]
I must say, this is an interesting turn of events. One that even I did not see coming.
[ His voice is almost monotonous, but there is something like music in it – like whale song. ]
To be pulled away to the Drabwurld, asked to take part in this war. I wonder if they truly know what they are doing. [ His hand returns, head moving back so that he can look straight at the camera. ]
I hear there was a battle. One should expect such things, in war. I suppose I should ask about it. [ He doesn’t. Instead- ]
Tell me, Shardholders, something... interesting.
It’s the only explanation for the view that the item gives – a young man, out on the walls of one of the castles, the moon curved behind him. His arms are crossed in front of him, not touching the device as it records. Black eyes (all black, like the depths of the sea) regard it for a moment and then one hand moves, gestures at the locket. ]
Well, well.
[ His head tilts, and while his lips don’t turn up, one may get the feeling that he’s smirking. ]
I must say, this is an interesting turn of events. One that even I did not see coming.
[ His voice is almost monotonous, but there is something like music in it – like whale song. ]
To be pulled away to the Drabwurld, asked to take part in this war. I wonder if they truly know what they are doing. [ His hand returns, head moving back so that he can look straight at the camera. ]
I hear there was a battle. One should expect such things, in war. I suppose I should ask about it. [ He doesn’t. Instead- ]
Tell me, Shardholders, something... interesting.
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[ Funnily enough, Erik's locket is also floating. His is because of his manipulation of metal rather than any gifted powers, of course, but all the same - it counts. Tilting his head, he offers a quick of an eyebrow, a lift of his lips. ]
What do you count as interesting, if a war isn't top of your list?
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[ His expression does not change, but his gaze appears to change from a dispassionate glance to a more focused stare. ]
A great many things interest me. Choices, perhaps, more than most others.
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That has to be the wordiest way to ask for a bedtime story I have ever heard.
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For it to be a bedtime story, I would have to sleep afterward.
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she lounges in a grand chair as she regards him, a black adder lazily coiling around her arm. ]
Something interesting? [ a smirk plays on her lips but it doesn't quite reach. ] That all depends on what you consider interesting.
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A great many things. [ He stands eerily still, even as the locket bobs slightly. ] Tell me, perhaps, something you find interesting.
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[ But his head tilts. ]
Though if he is anything like his mother, perhaps he was not a man at all.
[ He sees those ears. ]
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[ Other than the slight inflection, his tone remains largely the same. ]
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Forget Javik who has four eyes or the elves, Alice is straight up staring at this man in utter confusion. ]
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Curiouser and curiouser. How are you able to see with such black eyes?
[ ARE THEY NORMAL EYES?? ]
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omg c:
I AM SORRY
DON'T BE I LOVE IT
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In all the strangeness here, I have yet to meet another drawn here who lives underwater.
Though what they say is true: "What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done, and there is nothing new under the sun."
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Underwater?
[ He smiles, and it's like the smile of a shark without all of the teeth -- predatory even when it is neutral. ]
I admit, I have something of a... fondness for such places.
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It used to be that if you knew where to find a certain drinking shop on a certain island in the Sou'winder Sea you could buy silence. This was back in the world I came from. The silence came in glass bottles. It was a drug, or a religious experience, whichever the buyer liked the sound of more. You opened them up in private and you inhaled— [Hissss, he drags in air between his teeth, eyes closing for a moment.] Had to be private. The fucking stories they told about what happened to people who opened them in company...no one knew for certain what would happen, but one phrase kept cropping up again and again: the quiet cages.
I bought a bottle and tried it. Alone, as instructed. Not a thing. [Shrug.] It took me a while to understand that all they were selling was anecdotes. You open the bottle alone, and whatever you tell yourself happens, you can report to others. They didn't think of it as a scam; they thought of it as selling an artist a canvas. A few years after this I ended up back there. Thought I'd take a walk to see the old, ha, haunt. I found the shop deserted. Asked around to find out why. Most people didn't know what I was talking about. Those who did shook their heads and said, "The quiet cages." And fuck all else.
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There once was a beautiful woman, rich and powerful, but proud. Emperors asked for her hand, but she found them all wanting. When she did marry, her husband took her to a far-off land, and she learned magic. She learned how to keep herself from dying, how to create charms out of bone that would protect her as the streets outside her home became filled with more and more thugs. She loved her new god, and eventually killed her husband and built charms and a shrine out of his bones.
His body still rests in their old home, and she tends the plague rats that flock to her feet, and no one suspects that the strange old woman they see digging through the trash was first the most sought-after bride and then the most brilliant of magic students. No one suspects that the thugs sent to her home that don't return haven't fallen into the river drunk, but instead have been devoured.
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[floating the locket. almost a parlour trick in terms of what magic could do. she's not impressed, but asking for something interesting...well, one empathizes.]
Yet, for something interesting--do you want a story? A fact? Or a beautiful deception framed as the truth?
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[ There's a faint hint of curiosity in his tone, though it's far more implied than actually audible. ]
Tell me whichever you find the most interesting.
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[ She pauses, tilting her head. ]
That kind of interesting?
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[ The story itself isn't quite there, but- ]
The 'magical world'. Is it separate from another world?
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If you did not see it coming, I can only assume you were taken here against your will. Does that not make you unseelie then? And why is it we should tell you something interesting?
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[ As for his alignment in this war, well. He simply smiles. ]
Do or do not. The choice is interesting itself.
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His existence just as it is may be unsettling to some, but she doesn't much filter for these things, sometimes. He'll have to work for it, and so she smiles mildly, unperturbed.]
But what do you consider "interesting"?
[She doesn't bounce, but there is something noticeably eager behind her eyes. She wants to know so that she might please, partly because it's in her nature to do so, but for the moment, it's mostly because she'd rather ask him things instead, but it would be rude not to answer him first.
Still, he's the interesting one, as far as she's concerned.]
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[ Not that it really sounds that way; his voice is still that same tone, even as his head tilts slightly, betraying some interest. ]
But what people say, when asked about something interesting, often shows something they find interesting.
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oh my god, i'm sorry, but he's so cool i need to play this game i own it
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[Nothing personal Outsider, she just doesn't get the appeal in asking for stories. They're never quite as appealing as witnessing what they're about first-hand, after all.]
What do any of us stand to gain by sharing such stories?
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[ He isn't at all bothered; he's quite used to being raged against. ]
Though I did not ask for stories.
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[ This little possibly false factoid is delivered in a rather dry tone, the expression on her face suggesting that she is pretty unimpressed with this whole "I want you to tell me something interesting but I won't specify what I am interested in" thing.
It did get her curious enough to respond though, she will give him that. ]
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[ It seems as though he's tasting the words, a great carnivore licking its chops. ]
It sounds like the sort of thing men would say lurks in Pandyssia. Will you tell me more of them?
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[Well, he was the one that didn't specify what was interesting.]
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Do you enjoy pumpkin meals?
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The man on the locket was strange, unnerving in some very basic way, but when Legolas responds it's with lightness in his voice, conversational. ]
Should the game not start with you sharing the first thing of interest?
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[ There's a smile in his own voice, equally unnerving as the rest of him. ]
If you wish, I can come up with something.
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I've got a riddle, if you like:
A creature came where there sat many wise men in the meeting-place.
He had two ears and one eye, two feet and twelve hundred heads,
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and two sides. Now tell me his name.
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His name.... will you tell me?
[ aka he's not going to answer, whether he knows it or not. ]
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private voice, assume this is like. 2 weeks after the battle. yeah.
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/edits to credit Sea Fever by John Masefield since I'm stealing lyrics
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Are you in someone else's body?
[ because that's as close to comprehending this as he can get, korra and unalaq, an avatar for a far greater spirit, and in this case, without the human mind as the carrier. ]
audio; private. YOU LOVE ME REALLY
No. No, this is my own.
[ Even remarkably like the body he once held for real. ]
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I dunno, that's a pretty vague request. I mean I could try, but for all I know nothing I have to say you'll find interesting at all.
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