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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

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[juzubeads]

You think they want this to escalate? Not saying I don't expect it, but....

[What would they get out of a fight? It'd only get people hurt or killed and pissed off. Basically. That coming from the guy who usually is the first to throw a punch, who loves martial arts. He's not the best with politics and all that, but that's probably a given when he really wears his heart on his sleeve underneath his temper and bluster. His initial awkwardness.]

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[rightfoot]

You don't send novices out on a diplomatic mission when things are emotional and hostile and expect a great success.

[ And while he has a pretty good handle on his own feelings now, he knows that most people aren't him. ]

A good way to to take advantage of a situation is to make everyone angry and hit them while they're down.

voice

[juzubeads]

Well, sure. I would have figured they would send people from here with more experience with politics or whatever. But they can't be sure some of us might not also have experience back home too? And I guess....this does affect us too.

[Though, well. He can't deny that chances were that Yuki always used that sort of tactic on Kyo himself.]

Yeah. I guess.

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[rightfoot]

They're inviting people to play along, so clearly it's not about skill. If it was just experienced people then I'd actually think diplomacy mattered.

[ And even though he has some experience, he's not going. He can't be bothered to go. ]

Don't get me wrong. We deserve to be angry.

voice

[juzubeads]

Oh, I am angry. I just know I have a temper and I'm probably the last person someone should go to about politics or whatever.

[Which is why Kyo is opting to sit this one out. That and Momiji was staying behind and someone has to try keep an eye on the rabbit in all of this.]

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[rightfoot]

I mean, I've negotiated with people like this before, and I'm not getting involved. [ And, well, he used violence, which preferred to avoid here. ] I don't know this world's politics like I know my homes, though.

[ He sounds particularly indifferent now. ]

I'm not going to take any part of responsibility for sour negotiations. It's not my problem.

voice

[juzubeads]

I guess that's one way to look at it. I just don't trust myself not to make things worse if I did go. So I think I'll stay here. I've got no experience with this sort of thing and it's.....way too close to home.

[Way way too close.]

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[rightfoot]

At least you know better to realize it'll do more harm than good. I have a feeling that's not the typical case.

voice

[juzubeads]

I'm pretty sure if this happened way before, I might have just gone and punched them out. So yeah. I guess it wasn't always typical for me either.

voice

[rightfoot]

Hey, that's real progress.

[ He would have shot them if the opportunity arose. Alas, no gun access here. ]

voice

[juzubeads]

I'm getting there. Sort of.

[Still a work in progress compared to how soft he gets eventually but it is something. Some progress at least, compared to his temper before.]

voice

[rightfoot]

Hey, progress is all anyone can hope for.

voice

[juzubeads]

Something like that, I guess. I suppose I don't really think or notice it as much as others might.

voice

[rightfoot]

That's how it always is, I think. Maybe that means it's more natural to you. Like, it doesn't feel forced.

voice

[juzubeads]

Doesn't feel forced? I guess not. Makes sense.

[It just wasn't something he really reflected on. How far he has come already even knowing he has some ways to go yet.]