Video - Seelie/Unseelie

[teenyoda]

[Stiles hasn't used the lockets until today, a day spent flicking mostly through the posts and seeing how to actually work this thing and, oh, okay. Like that. It was like a weird magical phone set to Skype. Okay. He could do that.

Smile into the camera, Stiles.]

Hey there, uh, fairy people. And non-fairy people. And, uh, the draconically inclined. Or furry. I don't... just... hi. So, in light of the whole worm thing, which by the way, eww, I have a question. Since there seem to be a lot of, um, not exactly human people around and ones who have skills with like, swords and magic and stuff, ah, what... hypothetically speaking, would someone who was just a regular, normal, average human be able to do here? You know, besides hiding under tables and throwing rocks ineffectively?

[This was a very important question, Drabwurld. He wasn't a werewolf or a wizard or witch or... any of the multitude of people here that he'd run into. His coordination was subpar and, well, he didn't really have any skills that included cutting the heads off of giant worms or not getting eaten by dragons if they felt the need.]

Just, ah, I guess just reply here, if you want. Or leave a message if you're looking at it later. 'Kay. Uh, thanks.

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[thawing]

[Despite it being video - there isn't much to actually see. A mouth, certainly, with a small ring in the corner of the bottom lip but everything else on the screen is pretty dark and vague. Either the Unseelie have terrible mood lighting or this is on purpose.]

Adapt.

[Lisbeth's own fighting skills are...lacking. Compared to the other people here and taking into account her size verses everyone else, she's a bit on the defenseless side. And she doesn't have a gun.

Until she figures out how to mass produce Molotovs with little effort, or how to disappear - Lisbeth delegates herself to research. It's by and large what she excels at.]

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[teenyoda]

...

[Peers into the video, squinting.]

Adapt to what? I'm not exactly required to grow gills here. There's really only so much I can do.

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[thawing]

So what can you do?

You're not the only normal person here, you know.

[Or is complaining your only skill?]

[teenyoda]

[Yes, Lisbeth, complaining happens to be his forte. Along with sarcasm.]

Anything I can do that's actually a skill requires a computer or something with microchips. Sort of. I mean, I'm not a hacker, but I can blow the shit out of an orc in an MMORPG. Not so much in real life.

[thawing]

[Of course it is.]

I would need a computer as well to do even half the things I can, but this is what I mean by "adapt".

[She sounds fed up already, talking this much and having to spell something out to a boy is not exactly on her list of "things I do often"]

I'm using whatever I have access to. Adapting?

[teenyoda]

"I'm aware of what the word means, thanks. But I'm not equipped to 'adapt' to freakin' trolls and ents. This is not something one is generally taught how to deal with." Said the guy that brushed up on everything werewolf after his bestie got bitten.