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Post by UmbraElf on May 4, 2023 21:51:25 GMT -5
Forest To say the Nexus was a hive of scum and villainy would have been borderline copyright infringement, but it didn't make the statement less true. Forest had no idea how or when the Nexus was formed, but she had been here for a few months. It was like most big cities; bright, pretty, and glowing on the outside and dark and rotting from within. So the vampire vigilante did what she always did when in a big city. She established a base of operations and patrolled at night, looking for monsters that would hurt innocent victims that couldn't protect themselves. Wynn said this was folly; that there would always be something to prey upon someone and Forest couldn't be everywhere at once. Gabriel would hug her and tell her to be careful. It was obvious that her godson wasn't pleased that she was doing these nightly patrols, but he never attempted to stop her as well. Forest was out again, scouting the Nexus for other monsters or people that were in need. |
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Post by yukiepants on Jul 3, 2023 21:24:16 GMT -5
Serafina Greene, Appointed Mediator, was technically kind of sort of trespassing a little bit. Slightly!
She wasn't on duty, so she really should've stayed off the roof and asked someone on their shift to check the situation at hand out...but the request for verification of shenanigans was addressed to Fina, so.
(It'd come from Rehl, which made things even more significant. He didn't trust many people wholly.)
Fina looked from her phone to the figure below and back again, verifying the description Councillor Viorehl Lupescu sent, and then clambered down the wall to hopefully greet the tall blonde woman.
("I know she isn't intent on conquest or kicking up a bunch of bullshit," Rehl had said. "There's no overt bloodlust about her - no more than our normal baseline, at any rate - and her manners are good. She's honest and determined. She has a make of car I like! ...I'd approach her myself, but that can easily be misunderstood. I learnt that the hard way when I met our mutual acquaintance Q. David Rutherford and Q-Dave tried to stab me in the head...but I digress. Serafina, I ask for your help as a mediator and emissary. Please let her know we're used to Escher-esque dimensional gang-bangs in the city adjacent the Nexus, and that she's welcome to take refuge in my territory if she would consider herself an ally."
He wasn't kidding about Escher-esque dimensional gang-bangs. Comity was a place inclined to linking on account of a number of supernatural and geological factors. It was less inclined to weird catastrophe than its sister-city Fuyuki, and less inclined to floating off in random metaphysical directions than the adjacent towns in Bastion County, but it was the way that it was.)
Halfway down the wall, Fina realized that approaching someone whilst upside-down on a wall might be a bit unnerving - even if that someone was a vampire.
"Feck," she sighed.
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Post by UmbraElf on Jul 4, 2023 17:31:17 GMT -5
Forest sensed something.
It wasn't malicious, but she was definitely being watched. She looked behind her. Her eyes narrowed when she noticed that there wasn't anything there or when she turned back around.
"Feck," a voice said from above her.
Forest looked up and blinked very slowly at the young woman climbing her way face down towards her. Oh, pointed ears, some sort of Fae then, she thought.
"'Aloo," Forest said, "Nice night for a climb?"
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Post by yukiepants on Jul 4, 2023 18:24:54 GMT -5
Fina raised a hand and waved. "Hi! It is, really." Oh, thank you divinities, she didn't startle the woman. She'd had a feeling she'd be felt, but that didn't preclude startling. "L:et me get non-batlike, hold on - "
She let go of the shadow under her hands and landed in a catlike crouch in the concrete garden box. Climbing down from that, she dusted her hands off and smiled at the woman.
"My name's Fina; I'm here being a lookout, mostly, and also an emissary. I'm sure you've noticed the ostentatious-looking gate across that way in the park" - she gestured towards said gate, resplendent in about six different kinds of architecture and thus making obvious its collaborative nature - "and..I'm not sure if you've been there yet. I live on the other side of it, and I'm offering a formal invitation into that place on behalf of the fellow whose backyard the gate leads into. Usually he'd offer the invitation himself, but he's probably up to his eyebrows in e-mail..."
As she spoke, she committed details to memory - the lady's lovely eyes and stylish coat and nifty boots. She had the kind of night-garden-earth-y scent Rehl did under the scent of her clothing and her soap, and her hair was very shiny. She was quite a bit taller than Fina...but so were most people.
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Post by UmbraElf on Jul 4, 2023 20:52:50 GMT -5
Forest looked towards the gate. She'd seen it and Wynn had made some snide comment about its architecture. She had spent sometime in the park, her prey haunted hiking trails just as easily as alleyways, but never crossed the gate. It made sense in some extravagant way that Gabriel or Wynn would explain in detail that it could connect elsewhere.
"I'm Forest," the blonde said with a smile as she extended her hand to Fina, taking her measure.
The girl was compact and solid, and shorter than her (then again, a lot of women were shorter than Forest) and had lovely golden eyes that had unusual pupils. Not quite like Wynn's when she let her glamor slip, but close enough where Forest shouldn't underestimate the girl because she was small. However, something in Fina's words gave her pause.
She was an emissary, which meant someone had taken note of Forest. "If I pissed off your employer, I'm sorry? Maybe, depending on what I did that pissed them off . . . Anyway! No, I haven't been past that bit of ostentatious gate yet, and if you're offering a formal invitation, then I will happily be your guest."
Yes, Wynn would be proud that I'm already reminding her of Host-Guest privilege and how important that is to the Fae! Wait, what if the Fae from her world are different and I just accepted an invitation to something weird . . .
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