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[Vanessa turns on her locket, placing it on the table. She looks...much better than she had before. In fact, people can catch glimpses of a wedding dress.

She looks resigned, tension in her face, her chin held high. And yet...well.]

As of this morning, I am no longer Lady Vanessa Ives.

[She looks down at her hands for a moment, then back at the screen. She taps into her ability to remain stoic in the face of horrible things. The public does not need to know how much this angers her, or how helpless she feels.]

To better Arachne's Eye, Queen Morla has decided that it would be best for me to marry.

I agreed.

[As she was given no real choice.]

Henceforth, you would do well to refer to me by my husband Balem's last name, Abrasax.

[Yep. Lady Vanessa Abrasax. Wife to Balem. Lovely. She knows very well who is getting the most out of this deal. And it is not her.]

We have worked out the logistics, and while we are married, I will still spend a great deal of my time at my Spire, and will continue to be open to any of those who need to speak with me.

My plans...to make sure the Seelie pay, are unchanged. Just delayed.

[Her goal is still a fixed point.]

...apologies who anyone who wished to attend the wedding.

pixiedusting

( believe it or not, using a magical device to communicate with others is a lot easier for Tink to wrap her head around than say, a cell phone. they were so small, and made such funny noises, and who knew what radiowaves were. they didn't sound good for you. no, she'd much rather have a magical locket.

she doesn't seem to falter with it much, either, a simple introduction being enough. )

Hello. I was told I could use this to communicate.

( Tink's accent is a bit of a twang, her voice sweet just like the delicate features of her face, but if you write her off as sweet and innocent, you're asking for trouble. )

My name is Tinker Bell. Does anyone here know of a place called 'Storybrooke'?

( Tink figures she's more or less alone, but it doesn't hurt to ask. )

There is something wrong with my magic. I've heard all sorts of claims as to why that might be, but I wanted to know if anyone else had this experience. And how I could restore it to the way it was. I still can manage a few spells but it's not right, and I want to know why. If I'm meant to help with this war, I'm not going to be as capable.

( that's a bit of bribery, really — give her magic back and she'll be a good little worker bee, honest! or, well, she is not a creature that wants to participate in war, yet she's willing to use her magic for the right reasons. she just needs it back first. she fought tooth and nail to get her wings back, she's not going to sit back and let someone strip them from her again.

still, she can't be wholly selfish. )

The faeries around here seem to be a bit self serving — that's not how faeries work in my world. I'm here to help anyone that needs it, if I can. I understand we are trying to ready ourselves... I can happily teach those that might like to know about survival skills and living off the land, and general first aide. Someone mentioned something about activating my shard, if I could trade one knowledge for the other we'd both leave a little wiser.

survivra

Each day that goes by that we're waiting for something to happen is each day the Void gets closer to all of us. We lost all last month to fight against it due to the Black Shuck's orders, and now we're left scrambling to make up that lost time. Isn't that a bit too convenient for those who would have us die against our will, to squander the little time we've left?

I can't shake the feeling there's something more that's happening than we're being told, and more we ought to be doing than simply preparing. The least we could do for now is try to figure out what that is. If you've no experience with self-defense, then I can help with that; and if you have that, or at least some experience in finding your way through the woods without getting lost and setting off warning signs wherever you walk, then I suppose I'm your lieutenant, if you wish to scout our borders.

Either way we know something is stirring, and we'd better be prepared for it.

needmetoo

[Isn't it funny how she and Lightning had been talking about different options and the war not that long ago? Isn't it funny how Xion had expressed the opinion that the whole thing was wrong, that sacrificing Seelie worlds seemed counterproductive considering they were trying to save them all? And now here the are, faced with that war, and how it was coming, and soon.

She'd been told more than once before now to think carefully, and if she's going to do that, if she isn't going to make the decision now... She needs to figure out what to do with herself in the meantime.]

We really... don't have a choice about all this, do we?

[It's an abrupt sort of question, probably, and one she wonders if she should really be asking aloud at all. But it starts out her post with a tone of reluctance, one that never really fades away.]

Nevermind. Sorry.

[Deep breath. It's been a day or so since the call went out, with Xion already conveniently back at Caer Scima. And she's been observant in those 24 hours, for all that it's helped.]

Almost everybody I've seen already seems to know what to do. Back home, I did missions and things all the time, but I only really had one job. And it's the one job that I can't do now.

[Can't because she refuses to. Sure she may have occasionally done other things, like recon, but her primary mission was always collecting hearts and fighting heartless, especially while Roxas was asleep. And now that she knows, fighting people, destroying their worlds isn't something she really wants any part of. Especially now that she has friends on the other side, ones that've helped her like Riku and Terra and Dick and Merida and Korra. But it's something she knows the monarchs would say she definitely should do. The thought is sickening.]

I don't really know what I'm doing here. Not... right now at least.

[Both in general and for this war effort. She hesitates for a long time then adds one last question.]

What can we do? For now, at least.

[She isn't so sure she wants to know what people think about her opinions on the whole war.]

mercurialize

Right. Quick question, assuming this is working…

Is anything here organized? Or is everyone intended to figure out this training thing on their own?

uncertaindestiny

This thing can really make my voice heard even a long ways off? Interesting.

[Yes, Azula is experimenting with her locket. It's too dark for her to keep going on the work she's doing for Ariadne, so she's taken to toying with the little trinket.

Of course, what she doesn't know is that anyone who recognizes her voice from the feast will see a different name attached to it than what she gave before. Details, details.

There's no image to be had, either. She merely opened it, set it down on the ground, then laid out her mat to look at the stars. Different than the ones she's used to, but just as bright in the night sky.]

I hope to have funds soon, so there are two things I'd like to ask about before I need them.

Where can I obtain a good tea set? Preferably with a pot with an overhead handle rather than one on the side. Also, anyone who knows where I could find a useful guide to flora would be appreciated. I'd rather not poison myself in an attempt to make decent tea.

unstable

[ the princess' face is visible for a moment, long enough for everyone to see the blood splatter across her light skin. it is very clear that the blood is not her own, but she is flawless aside from the mess. reddened lips, dark eyeliner, not a hair out of place.

her servant is fussing over her face and the conversation the two of them have cannot be heard, just seen-- the servant is busy trying to clean the princess up, make her suitable for speaking to an audience. by the time azula is able to readdress the locket, her face shows no sign of blood. ]

I am grateful for the hospitality provided, acknowledging that my status is well-respected within this... community. [ although it is clear by the tone of azula's voice that the respect is hardly mutual. ] However, I am afraid that whatever was done to bring me to this place needs to be reversed immediately. It is rude that I cannot find those truly in charge here to speak face to face, with such respect to royalty I assumed that finding those high-born would be a privilege granted to me.

I understand that my skills may be crucial to the Unseelie success, but I am in the middle of my own war and it is necessary I be returned to it.

[ her golden eyes narrow. ]

And if you cannot keep your little beasts tamed, I will not hesitate to eliminate every single one that falls in my line of vision.

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