Video - Seelie/Unseelie (Post dated to after the feast)

[curser]

[Have a curiously peering fairy, Drabwurld. It's a close up of one oddly colored green eye before it's drawn away and the rest of the face comes into focus, along with the horns and large wings as a backdrop.]

Is this some form of scrying stone? How curious. And I'm to talk into this?

[She turns to look at a pixie, one who's hovering near her head and giving her directions on how to use the locket.]

And one can address everyone this way? Marvelous.

[The pixie tells her that it's on and that currently everyone can see her and she eyes the locket again, wondering at how this particular bit of magic works.]

Greetings. To those that do not know me, my name is Maleficent. I'm curious to see if a girl has wound up here as well. Golden hair, blue eyes, and quite likely charming those around her. Her name is Aurora and if anyone has seen her, I'd very much appreciate being informed of this.

[She looks to be about to turn the locket off, but there's a small twitch of her lips as she begins talking again.]

I suppose I'd also like to be informed if anyone finds a raven who is not a raven. He's incredibly cheeky, but he's also mine.

[And that would be the end of her speech. No need for pleases and thank yous. Someone's clearly used to being obeyed.]

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[baseborne]

It seems so to me, my lady. We went by boat for this journey- [He draws a finger around the coastline that they sailed by, to demonstrate.] But it is not the only time I've ventured far afield of Caer Glaem. The maps seem mostly in order, to my reckoning.

[But now that he's back, he looks at the tree, and the way it creeps along like living fingers through the air where she wills it. That, at least, brings him to a full stop.] That tree-- [It wasn't there in her window a moment ago, he's almost completely sure. He has an eye for the details, and he'd been making a point not to stare at her in the feed too directly as well. She is so very, very comely, and he'd been trying hard not to notice it.]

[curser]

Are they? Well, that's good to hear. I don't suppose you can bring them with you if you plan to return, can you?

[Or, perhaps, she could find a way to make her way to where he was, if it wasn't entirely too far. Though, she wouldn't mind a bit of exercise and a flight sounded lovely.

The mention of her tree, however, has her smiling at him wickedly, one brow arching as she urged him to continue that thought. Humans were so very strange around acts of magic. It was amusing.]

Yes? What about it?

[baseborne]

[Oh, humans are the strange ones? Jon rubs the bridge of his nose between two fingers, like that might make things make sense in less a way that causes him to sound like a fool... but, well. He goes for it anyway:] It was not there, only a moment ago, I swear it.

[curser]

[Humans were oddballs and you know it, Jon.]

Well, no, of course not. Most trees don't have occasion to creep into castles unless invited. Most have the sense to grow far enough away from human dwellings that they'll not be cut down.

[Like that explained everything.]

[baseborne]

[Jon has to pause for a moment. Why are they talking of trees as thought they can think?] Well, it's a bit of a security risk, isn't it? If anyone can climb a nice knobbly tree right into your bedroom window. That's asking to have your throat slit in the night. [Never mind that most smallfolk live in houses with windows near enough to the ground that any man could just climb in. When Jon thinks of sleeping, he thinks of doing it in castles, as he always has. Except all those months with the Wildlings...]

[curser]

Are you concerned that someone might creep into my room and slit my throat? Dear boy, that's somewhat sweet.

[And kind of hilarious. As long as Maleficent didn't drink any drugged drinks, she would be fine. She had Diaval to keep watch and there were any number of pixies and fairies flitting about her rooms. Not to mention her ties to nature itself. If someone were foolish enough to try to scale the tree to harm her, it would be easy to merely turn them into a caterpillar. Not much harm can be done by a caterpillar, now can it?]

[baseborne]

[Oh... well, that's perhaps not the nicest thing he's ever implied about somebody. Jon flushes, and tries much too late to smooth it over:] My lady, I did not mean-- [To put his foot in his mouth? Well.] I'm sure no man would have reason to do such a thing.

[curser]

You'd be wrong, but that man is dead, so it's of no mind now.

[She shrugs her wings, as though to remind herself they're still there and to lose the weight of the thought of Stefan from herself.]

I take no insult in the truth.

[She'd had Diaval as a companion for almost twenty years, after all. She'd heard the truth whether she'd wanted to or not.]