Video - Unseelie/Seelie

[isitapony]

[The locket screen shows a blonde with slightly mussed hair and a skinned chin. Her eyes are wider than they normally are and it's obvious to anyone who's seen panic that she's trying to fight back a little of it right now. She also has her back to a door, one that she seems to be trying to keep closed.]

Okay. Okay. Um, I did not sign up for this, okay? Okay. There are... things out there. It ate one of the little flying guys. Then there were more and then it got bigger and then...

[Then she found her leg being caught and pulled and she'd tripped and bumped her chin and kicked at it until her shoe fell off and she was freed. And now she needed a new shoe.]

It took my shoe.

[This is very important, guys. She now only has one shoe and can't run properly.]

I don't suppose anyone has a... thing that can make them go away, do they? Maybe a really bright flashlight? Or... crap, I don't know. Anything?

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[all7seas]

Is TOO better, Missy McStagger! Do you want to turn an ankle?

Three shoes would be best. Two to run in, one to hurl back at your enemy.

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[isitapony]

... turn an ankle? Do I look like I'm wearing stilettos? Sneakers, tall, dark, and grubby. And if we're talking artillery, I think I'd prefer something a little more terrifying than a Nike.

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[all7seas]

[The only Nike Jack knows of was the Greek one.]

Sneaky, are you? I'd lend you my pistol, but it's drunk and has lost me.


....


I'm drunk and I've lost it. Lost it to the buggering cow.

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[isitapony]

I'm going to save my brain the need to bleach it by not asking how you lost a gun to a cow.

[Her mind went to dark, terrible places, Jack. It didn't help that you added 'drunk' to that.]

If I find it, I'll let you know.

[Says the girl still hiding from something trying to eat her. She was optimistic she'd survive.]

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[all7seas]

If you find it, lass, you'll locket me as soon as possible.

[It is imperative that he get that pistol back.]

At the rate you're running out of shoes, though, something's bound to devour you soon enough; and then where will we be?

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[isitapony]

The rate? Look, that was one shoe, one time. I'm generally pretty good with keeping things on my person.

[Or adding to things. Shh. It wasn't stealing if she needed it for important things.]

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[all7seas]

Know how many I'm wearing? Hmm? Two. Two boots.

[Said with some amount of pride. Where his trousers are is anyone's guess.]

Not uncoincidentally I'm also uneaten.

[isitapony]

Not uncoincidentally, they don't seem to want to eat men. That makes your statement moot and has me wishing the other version of these things would come along so you can then advice me while you're trapped in some stranger's bedroom about how all you need are two boots to survive.

[all7seas]

[He's been trapped in strangers' bedrooms many a time. The weight of her wish, therefore, doesn't quite register.]

Must be because they love your sweetness, fair lady.

[S A R C A S M]

[isitapony]

[See this face? This is the face of a lady who isn't buying it.]

I'm as sweet as a pickle. So, you got any actual useful advice for me, Drunky?

[all7seas]

Procure for yourself a hound. Or a pup. Or a cur. Something that goes on four legs and doesn't wear shoes.




That's what I'd do, lass, were I in yours. Or out, as the case may be.

[isitapony]

[Oh, look who was funny. So funny. So not funny.]

Sure. Hold on. Let me just pull one out of my--

[Nope. Don't sink to his level. Nope. Don't do it.]

Or, you know, you could go get one and bring one over so I don't get chewed on. That would be helpful.

[all7seas]

Well where are you?

[isitapony]

Um...

[Good question.]

A room in the west wing on the third floor? Look for the one with something trying to get through. And my shoe.

[all7seas]

....What court?

[Kind of important. Jack can't go to Caer Glaem.]

[isitapony]

[Oh, right. Yeah.]

Um, Unseelie?

[all7seas]

Brilliant! Be right there.

[She might hear him breathing a bit quicker, now. It's because he's running.]

'M in the cellars.




You'd be surprised at the number of pickle jars down here. And pickles.

[And pickled pirates.]

[isitapony]

Do I want to know why you're in the cellars? And why you know about how many pickles are in the cellars?

[Sure. Easy conversation for waiting to be rescued by a... sot.]

[all7seas]

Rum!

[He is fast, is Jack Sparrow. A good runner. He's nearly up to the second level, now, bounding up lots of cold stone steps. He's collected another item in his travels: an imp, captive, struggling under his arm.]

Very handy place, the cellars. Good hiding place.

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You still have both your feet?

[isitapony]

[She should have figured. Rum. God, what was he? A pirate?]

So far yes. I even have my sock. It just got my shoe. Do I want to ask why you were hiding in the cellars?

[all7seas]

How should I know what you want?

[He's on the last flight of stairs now. Shouldn't be long, Veronica.]

Ouch. Bloody imp! [It has bit him, but he still retains a hold on it.]

[isitapony]

... Okay, that one I'm going to ask on. Why do you have an imp and what are you doing to it that made it bite you?

[Not that she's found them to be overly cheerful, but at least none of them had bitten her.

Yet.]

[all7seas]

[he's carrying it like an angry little football.]

It's a useful thing to have, darling, because of the shadow-monster.

[Ah -- there's the proper hall. And that door with the shadow outside must be hers. The shadow is larger than normal. It must have merged. Blast.

What Veronica probably hears through her door now are sounds of an imp being fed to a shadow beast while the pirate pounds on her door.]

OY! GIRL! LET ME IN, DARLING! 'S SHADOWS OUT HERE.

[Unfortunately this is when three other shadows choose to show up, their needle-teeth glinting.]


...............Uh oh.

[isitapony]

[While she might normally object to being called 'darling' by a strange, drunken man, he's also a strange drunken man who's offering to help her and she's pretty sure she heard something Englishy in his accent. We all know the English love their little pet names, dove, love, chippy.

So she unlocks and cracks the door open, seeing the first shadow monster chewing on the imp (eww) and more coming to join it. Crap.]

That's your idea of help? Get my shoe!!

[all7seas]

He has done his shadowly duty into your shoe, I fear.

[It's not something he really wants to touch at this point.]