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[faileas]

Name: Nerissa Bell (andernach) & Mhairi Ainsley (fearolc) Date: Septeril 1st Format: Video The video starts focused on a familiar face, close up until a differently familiar hand comes into the shot to set the watch down. Claws click on the outside of the surface, followed by both parties leaning back - then taking a proper step back to ensure both are in view. Miss Nessie looks as chipper as always, evidently still Delighted about this whole watch business, though there's a tightness around her eyes; Mhairi looks tense and decidedly displeased. It's more emotion than she's shown to the group at large, ears back and hackles raised, arms folded with a militant discipline behind her back. "Hello, dearests! We hope today finds you well." Nessie grins a little wider, though it softens after a lengthy pause. "While we'd love for this to be purely for pleasure - believe me, we both would - we've some things to discuss today, we do. After the full moon last month, a missive arrived from Morgie - that is, Morgana Drummond, the head of the Coven over there in Dorchacht - asking about our..." She pauses again, briefer this time, her lips thinning as she continues. "Our 'lost luggage,' as she so kindly put it." At her side, Mhairi's low voice outright growls, "After much back and forth, and discussions amongst Parliament, we've come to a decision that Drummond has... agreed to." Nessie's smile continues to wane, and she leans against Mhairi. "And we're quite glad that she has, considering conflict with Dorchacht is not exactly ideal at the present moment." With a deep breath, the Turnskin pulls back her disdain and focuses on the task at hand. "The Parliament has requested that the Coven send a group of dignitaries to Dorchacht to negotiate, and hopefully deescalate the situation. While we may not be able to immediately bring change, should things be as terrible in the waking world as it was in the dreamscape that you unfortunately faced, our best attempts will be made." She pauses, and displeasure is obvious in the way she lowers her gaze and turns her head to look at Nessie. "... your best attempts. Because we don't know what may happen, or what hand Drummond and the Coven of Dorchacht might turn, I will be remaining here. Those that wish to do the same are welcome to, and I will do my utmost best to assist you and answer any questions you may have." "While my lovely Mhairi does that, I'll be attending the meeting with Morgie - though I'm sure that's not a surprise at all, is it?" Nessie pulls away slightly, stepping forward in frame just a bit to spread her arms. "The dignitary group'll be handling all the real fun stuff - talking, seeing if there isn't anything to be done about this queer little situation that's come up, apologies when necessary, so on... I'd like to ask Morgie myself about how she's running her Coven, thinking on it," she pauses, then lowers her hands and steps back again. "And I know a few of you've been worried about it all, and wanting to help, so if any of you dearies would like to come along and play diplomat - show her things are right as rain and all, that we can all get along just fine even without what laws they seem to have in place - then I won't say no." She pauses again, tilting her head. "Might help, even." "Relations between Aefenglom and Dorchacht are... tense," Mhairi adds, wryly. "Per their insistence and refusal, there's no means of direct transport between the two cities, teleportation included. We've tried to get an alternative up and running, something that has been in the Coven's possession for quite some time. The device is a little too risky for us to consider, however, as it's theoretical in execution. Perhaps a project for the more technologically inclined of the mirrorbound at a later date." "I'd appreciate it, at least. That thing's one of our seven wonders in the Coven, it is." "On the fifth, any who wish to join Ness and a handful of our finest Witches should meet at the port." Mhairi reaches and, finally unfolding her arms, curls her hand at Nessie's elbow. "My best wishes, travelers. Be safe." Nessie returns the gesture, hand settling on Mhairi's; it's a little hard to tell, but she's rubbing the side of it gently. "Take care until next we speak, dearests." NOTE This post will NOT receive any responses from Nessie and Mhairi. You can, however, use this post to interact with one another in the meantime.

Comments

[fiddlestick]

I don't know. I think it's optimistic to think we'll be allowed that much sway at the negotiating table. Examples might be a better guess, but even then natives would be a better choice. [...] Unless they plan to make examples of us for what we did.

[His own trust in this coven is well, a bit lacking. As it was with most factions in general these days]

You're right it does depend. But it does feel like no matter what, we're being used as pawns. It's just a question of whose the one making the moves.

[hoboagogo]

[There's a brief roll of his eyes. Not at Elliot, but just at this whole situation to begin with.]

Yeah, because we, as a whole group, just decided one night to dream-invade a city. What an excuse....

[He clearly doesn't think anyone could really believe this whole thing was intentional or planned. It's entirely too stupid.]

Well, yeah. Basically anything here, that's gonna be the case. This ain't our world, and no one has to put us up or help us.

[fiddlestick]

I wouldn't sound so skeptical. We know it's not true, but it wouldn't be too hard for an official to spin it that way. It's not like we have any real proof otherwise.

[Elliot's seen propaganda at work before. It's not to be underestimated. ]

Yeah...and it's not like we'd be fine without anyone's help in this world, so... [We're boned]

[hoboagogo]

[He'll pick that sentence right up for you, Elliot, with:] So have fun on your diplomacy trip.

[A shrug.] I'd say call if you need anything, but I dunno if anyone can actually get there on their own. Heading into an angry city full've slavers who think we screwed with them in a dream don't sound like my idea of a good time.

[fiddlestick]

[A LONG SUFFERING SIGH OF ANXIETY] Thanks...

Yeah, I can't blame you for staying behind. Expecting anyone to go back there is asking a lot, especially monsters.

[hoboagogo]

I think asking anyone to go there's pretty bullshit, but it seems like there's plenty of people who wanna run off and fix the whole world.

The way Nessie puts it, they wanna act like this is some like... exchange student bullshit. Go out, talk to locals, act nice and polite. But like you said, I'm sure there's way more. Let the rest've us know when you figure out what that is.

[fiddlestick]

Well, I can't say I'm surprised. What we saw in the dream was abhorrent, of course lots of people wanna change it.

[It was so plainly evil.]

I will. If nothing else, I want to get a look at the situation with my own eyes.