Video

[weirdnecro]

Name: Sokie Undertown
Date: Septeril 1st
Format: Video


[The video starts off with a woman sitting on the couch-or rather sprawled over it, holding up the Watch to her face level. Her expression, while it's usually amused and laid back, is a little grim. It seems she's seen the message that the Coven leaders have posted, and she's following through with her own response as to not clog up the feed.]

My name is Sokie, and I happen to be one of the new witches around here. And while I could go on and on, I'm just going to get into the heart of the matter. It's about the diplomatic and not so diplomatic mission.

Some of us should stay behind.

[Briefly, she holds up a hand.]

Hear me out. This isn't because of anything lacking, it's not to make it easier on the Dorries. It's more...we're going to be on their territory, far away from our own base. Whatever way we go in, they're going to have the advantage of the place, even with the resistance in their midst.

It may be possible that we'll somehow have our Watches not work in the city, for some, utterly mysterious reason.

[Her eyes widen, exaggerated, about the "mysterious" thing. Mystery her eye.]

It may not be a terrible idea for those of us to bond, and have one half stay behind. I know this is a crappy choice, and I know that it's terrible to be the one to be left behind. I'm planning on going myself, mostly to play the voice of compromise.

But if we're captured, if we're cut off from all communication, those remaining in the city need to know. We need each other, and I for one want to make sure that if they plan to screw us over, we can screw them right back.

[She brings up a hand in a salute]

Anyway. Sokie, out.

Comments

[weirdnecro]

It would be.

It would be very helpful but if you don't want it...or me...then like before dear.

No pressure.

[oceanschild]

No. I mean-- yes. I, um. Want to.

[As much as he feels like that shouldn't matter... it does, and maybe he does?]

[weirdnecro]

Do you really want to?

Or are you just scared of letting me down?

You're not going to either way Paris.

[oceanschild]

N-no, I... I do want to.

[he's just forever unsure sob]

[weirdnecro]

All right.

[She's going to be feeling that a lot isn't she.]

Then...when do you want to make our vows?

[oceanschild]

[Probably. He'll try hard to be good???]

Whenever would be good for you... I-I only work in the mornings, really.

[weirdnecro]

[He's a good try hard boy.]

Then let's meet in the afternoon?

We can even meet up for lunch. My treat.

[oceanschild]

Mm. Alright. I'll, um, I'll see you then.

[weirdnecro]

Good, good. Can't wait to see you.

[oceanschild]

Mm... Me too.

[switch to action or handwave?]

[weirdnecro]

[Whichever works for you!]

[oceanschild]

[Let's do action for a bit! Paris gets where they're meeting early because he isn't sure where it is...]

[weirdnecro]

[Poor Paris. At least she doesn't have a reason to keep her from taking her time. She hailed him, raising a hand and waving as she walked up to him.]

Hey boyo. Weren't waiting for me too long, were you?

[oceanschild]

[Paris perks up when he sees her, waving a little shyly back.]

N-no, not very long. [and even if he had it would have been his fault.]

[weirdnecro]

Good, good.

[She moved closer, and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.]

So! Let's go and talk.

[And then, a touch wicked,]

Or we could just make out.

[oceanschild]

[Paris flushes up to his ears at that. But he clearly also doesn't object because--]

M-maybe talking first, but...?

[He would be down for more makeouts.]

[weirdnecro]

Business before pleasure.

[She pulled away, still smiling and:]

Let's sit and talk. We need to go over what you need and what you don't want in a vow.

[oceanschild]

Oh, um. Ok.

[He supposes he and Justine did make vows of a sort, but he hadn't really thought about exactly what was said in them as something important-- well, that's not true. It was important to them, he didn't know if it was important to the spell or not.

There are a few little tables around, and he sits down at one of the nearer ones.] What... do people normally put in them?

[weirdnecro]

That depends.

[Sokie sits with him, across the table. She thought it wasn't the words per se, but the intent behind them.]

I suppose it's supposed to be something of a promise to each other. What we give, how we come into this as equals. So this is what you want, what I want, and how we can make our connection...grow.

Since we're still getting to know each other and all.

[oceanschild]

[That's... a lot of things to think about it, and Paris has no idea how to start. He reaches up to his hair with a little frown, trying to process.]

I... do you know what you want?

[Because he does not.]

[weirdnecro]

[She makes a soft sound, making a moue. This isn't ideal but...well, they can work with this.]

Stability. Safety, security.

But that's in general. I'm used to providing that for myself.

I'm used to providing most things for myself. So this is difficult.

[oceanschild]

[Paris nods, slowly.] Mm... I am too.

[More accurately, he's used to not having the choice but to depend on himself, trust no one- before coming here, the last time he trusted anyone went very, very badly.]

But I... I also want those things for you? A-and I'll help, if I can...

[weirdnecro]

[She didn't like relying on people either. Or at least, not for much. She blew out a breath, and lightly pressed a hand against his shoulder.]

And I'd be thankful. But here's the thing: if that's what I get, that's what you get too. Or whatever else you value.

This isn't a one way street Paris. We're entering a partnership.

[oceanschild]

[Paris nods, slowly, and it is entirely possible to get the impression that he's trying to act like he always knew that. In reality, he did- on a conceptual level. Putting it into practice is a lot... harder.]

I... I think I want safety. And-- to be useful to someone. [He's spent so long dealing with things on his own, with no one outside of him... he thinks helping other people would make him really happy, if it was someone he cared for.]

[weirdnecro]

[She sighed. It felt a little that he was repeating back to what she said but...if that's what he wanted...]

You would be useful just by keeping me from exploding. Maybe we can...try to get to know each other? And that can be part of our vows?

To work together and talk to one another?