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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[teenyoda]

Fire's usually a pretty good killer of big gross things. Unless it's a dragon. Fire doesn't work so well on them, depending on the type.

[God, he felt both like a huge geek and sort of proud that he'd all but memorized the D&D monstrous manual.]

[bullhorned]

Types? They come in types?

[He'd seen Danaerys's dragons. They looked more or less the same to him.]

[teenyoda]

Depends on the story. Some stories have them all breathe fire. Some have them all be elemental, so you've got like, lightning, ice, poison...

Let's just hope they all breathe fire.

If we have to run into any.

[bullhorned]

There's some already here. A big one, what talks.

[He hadn't talked to Draco. But how can you miss a big talking dragon making pleasant conversation.]

[teenyoda]

Yeah, I've, ah... I've seen that one from a distance.

And there's the smaller ones that belong to Daenerys. They're all kind of awesome.

[bullhorned]

You've met Queen Daenerys? [He stresses the title as if to chide Stiles for stating her name so familiarly.]

[teenyoda]

Yes, I've met Queen Daenerys.

[Guess who didn't get the chiding and thought you were just pulling his leg?]

I take it you guys are from the same place? World? Whatever... She's got these three dragons and they're like... badass. We didn't really get into the specifics of them, but if they breathe fire, then maybe they can be a sort of staple of what to expect here.

You know, if here adheres to any sort of rules.

[bullhorned]

Aye, I knew of her in my own world. [Still a strange idea to get around. He continues.] But might be you're right.

[teenyoda]

Seems they took us in little groups or something.

[Shrug. Not really important.]

I could be. Could not be. Only way we're really going to find out is if we run into a dragon that wasn't brought here.

[bullhorned]

Or you could find out. Seems you know a bit. You ought to find out more. Be ready next time something else decides to show up.

[teenyoda]

Yeah, right. Be the encyclopedia of weird for the next thing that-- you know, I should probably be more worried that you sound pretty sure that there'll be a next thing.

[bullhorned]

They called these pests. Where I'm from, we have rats for pests. So what do you suppose it is they call actual problems?

[teenyoda]

... Pests? Too bad I didn't bring any Raid.

[Feeble joke is feeble and he's aware of that.]

I... kind of really don't want to know. I also don't want to see the slugs or rats here. Or spiders. God, no.

[bullhorned]

Might want to rethink crawling about under tables then.

[teenyoda]

[Are you ganging up on him with the dragon? You were, weren't you?]

Uh huh. That never really helps, just so you know.

[bullhorned]

[The dragon is really cool...]

I wouldn't know, I never tried it before. So what do you intend to do instead?

[teenyoda]

[The dragon is pretty badass, even if he was a mouthy jerk.]

Find somewhere high and throw things down? I don't know. I'm still working on it.

[bullhorned]

Best you figure out something soon. Pests never stay gone long.

[teenyoda]

You'd think fairies would have been able to build a ward. They have a whole separate world, why not a freakin' ward?

[bullhorned]

Maybe fairies don't get sick or hurt.

[teenyoda]

Well... screw them. They shouldn't have brought us here.

[bullhorned]

Don't change that we are.

[teenyoda]

Which is screwed. Screwed with big target signs on our heads that say 'I taste good, come eat me.'

[bullhorned]

It's what kings and queens do. They take folk for whatever purpose they like, no matter what they say. Last it happened to me, I didn't get no fancy room to stay in.

[teenyoda]

Kings and queens can suck my-- ... is that what's making you okay with this? The guest quarters?