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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[hexuality]

[ A sport. And Miss Weasley lights up. ]

What? No, hush, if you play a sport, that means you've got excellent coordination and reflexes, right? Means you can learn to do other stuff, like... I saw people with swords and things, you could ask someone to teach you. If you're already working with something that's—you said a stick? So, an extension of yourself, right? [ Like a Beater's bat or a wand. ] Yeah, you could learn. Don't say you haven't got skills.

[ Ginny barely knows the guy, but hey. Sports. That tells her enough. ]

[teenyoda]

... Right. Sure. Excellent coordination and reflexes.

[Not. Not even a little. Aha ha ha ha... you're so funny, Ginny.]

Yeah, a lacrosse stick really doesn't... no. It isn't the same as a sword at all. Like... at all. And... just no. Trust me, you don't want me swinging a sword around.

[hexuality]

[ WHAT?? She was totally on the right track. :( ]

Come off it, Stiles. Can't be that bad.

[teenyoda]

Yeah... yeah it can be. You've never seen me in action.

[hexuality]

Well—I, no, that's true. What... happens?

[teenyoda]

One word; calamity.

[hexuality]

You're being very dramatic.

[teenyoda]

You haven't seen it. Wait until you have to watch me run. Then you'll get it.

[hexuality]

Fancy a jog around the castle, then?

[teenyoda]

You know, I've got this thing... this thing in my... uh... cap--a-... dil... I can't. I gotta, I should go, actually. Wow, is that the time?

[hexuality]

[ LAUGHING ]

I hope I didn't scare you off.

[teenyoda]

What? Me? Scared. Hahaha.. no.

[Not like he was a fan of making an ass of himself in front of anyone, let alone pretty redheads.]

I just... ah. Stuff.

[hexuality]

Right. Stuff, as you said. Carry on, then.

[teenyoda]

I will. I'm gonna go. Go do my stuff now. My stuff and things.