"Let's Merely Agree That We Could Both Learn From The Other," Robin Ends The Matter With A Huff Of Amusement

lainxsolus​:

As he patrolled the border between the Lupo’s claim and the Fey’s forest, he could not shake the feeling that he was being watched.  He stopped walking, focusing on his surroundings and quickly picking up on the distinct scent of magic.  Sure enough, a woman emerged from the shroud of fog.  “Who told you that?” Lain asked, eyes narrowing suspiciously at the eladrin that emerged from the veil of mist.  Paranoia was always in his nature, it came with the territory of his chosen profession.  “Alek isn’t the only one who wants to destroy the Eye,” Lain responded evenly, crossing his arms over his chest. His distrust of Robin was evident, his guard was always up when he was around eladrin. But their species both shared a common enemy that threatened the safety of their people.  “Alright, let’s hear it.  I’m all ears when it comes to intel on those evil fuckers.” 

...

“One Miss D’Angelo, she is in Lycan Council and answered my questions when it was clear our interests align,” Robin offers freely, willing to go along his paranoia if it means appeasing it. Altogether, she would prefer to grow past that as quick as possible, but building good relationships with the lycan before her is a priority and she is willing to slow herself down. She needs allies to fuck with the Eye, and she has always been rather patient with those who are worth it. Her relationship with the hunter she is soon going to destroy is proof that she is more than willing to extend her patience to unholy degrees for some. “For the most part, I deal with little birds that are affiliated with the Eye, but it’s hard to get much info from the inside even then. I would give you their name too, but compromising them at this point would lessen our flow of information. What I do have is the name of one particular hunter that I know for sure is connected to the Eye. Compromising him is no issue, as he is not one of mine and he provides a good start if we can access their servers through him. Alas, I am no hacker.”

@warderinan

Intimate.

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"And it is a tragedy it did not become a more regular occurrence," Robin said with an exaggerated sigh as her wings flutter and disappear, the flickering multicolor fungi passing as freckles retreating until they are gone, and with it the tips of her ears. Her outfit melts away, the fungi upon her dress shifting into a long sweater that reads Merry Gothmas you filthy animal. Then she continues walking, ignoring the suspicion hinting on her expression. She is smart to be wary, but that will not stop the upcoming prodding, not when she is far too curious about the topic at hand. "Althought, perhaps I can be convinced to change my mind to visit the Saturnalia Market instead."

"... Mimosas and sweets," Aurora mused, briefly glancing towards the Dusk Chancellor who had appeared at her side. The elf's incredibly long dark hair shortened with her ears; her clothing went from a regal elven gown to casual human clothing. Even winter's cold touch was repressed as they both passed the border together out of the Fey Forest. "I think the last time we did that we were barely 100 years old." There was something almost amused in her expression but it was a lot more quizzical and even a bit suspicious.

“I would have ensured you were safe for the rest of the night,” she shrugs. She might have been violating the Senate’s rules by revealing the supernatural, but really, he was currently in a vampire lead party. By this point, not telling him would be clear endangerment, and she might have been willing to send her birds into the Eye, but letting a clueless human be devoured by beasts he didn’t recognize would weight on her conscience. “There might be laws about this, but truly, who would dare to judge me, when we met in a vampire party? It’s a fair assumption to believe all guests are in the know, as you are .”

Rowan takes a second to blink at what is obviously someone not just mortal. If he didn’t know, she’d have just outed the supernatural to him and he figured that was a big ‘hell no’ kind of thing to do. He would know, he got real members of the community knocking down the proverbial door of his inbox. And he always told him that other humans just thought he was a really good storyteller, no harm no foul. “And if I didn’t know, what were you going to do?” He looks up from the wares he’s browsing to look at her, deadpan. “I am armed with knowledge, I contain multitudes.” That’s blunt too, despite the slight nod of his head to affirm it.

wintersaurora​:

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“Wonderful,” she muttered softly. “Next time I come across a terrified mother, family to my dead lover, I will absolutely seek to make a more exploitative promise.” Aurora sighed. She could already hear her father’s voice in her head telling her there was no need for her attitude now. Robin had no idea how many years Aurora had tried little nudges in the right direction for Raja, only to get nowhere. She relaxed her shoulders and sighed, letting the defensive aggression fall away. “If I could ask him if he’d like to know that his entire world was full of the monsters in his nightmares and stories, I’d have done so.” Aurora gazed over at Robin, thoughtful. “You’ve spent as much time in the mortal realm as myself, at the very least. Most of them can be stubbornly blind and those that aren’t…” She trailed away pointedly. It was a slippery slope, one they’d all witnessed. Fear could lead to understanding, but it could also lead to violence.

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“Well, when you word it like that it’s an issue, you make it sound so wrong,” there is a look of mild judgment on Robin’s gaze as she takes a sip from the drink she had swiped from one of the passing servers. “But regardless, my answer would be yes, you should. We are long lived beings, my friend, we need to ensure the promises we make allow us room to be creative. What we believe to be right today, might not be what we believe in tomorrow, after all. Seasons change, and with them the truth. You should know that as well as I do. Sometimes, promises meant to protect, don’t do anything but harm.”

Robin meets Aurora’s thoughtful gaze with a calm one of her own. She understands her struggle, in a way, but at the same time, the things she mentions do not apply here. If she is worried about the man’s future in Rome due to supernatural influences —  Well, ignorance isn’t bliss. That is all that needs to be said, and if phrased delicately, most enemies can become allies.

“Do you fear he is going to react negatively to the news? If so, he can be killed or bound so that he does not harm any supernatural,” she points out, mildly. “And if it is not that. The only thing that could be holding you back is that you are afraid he might look at you differently after. And well, that is no excuse at all, is it? Apologies if I come across as harsh, but this situation is rather worrying.”

The Puppeteer~

NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. 25+ SPECIES. Eladrin SEASON. Fall  OCCUPATION. UTP

You were born amidst a torrent of violence, the earth split at your arrival as the stage was set for you to stride upon the heels of destiny. The Eye has existed nearly as long as your kind has walked this Earth, for as long as there have been mortals, there has been some semblance of the shadowy organization that has plagued the supernatural races of the world. You sewed your magic into the youth of the world, made deals with the desperate and the lost and promised them the family they always wanted - but in the minds of each laid the spell that you had left for them. A silent charm that guided them to the waiting arms of The Eye, if you could not destroy them with your own hands then you would infiltrate them with the hands of others. With a breath of life you brought into a plan of your own division, free of the influence of chancellors or senators, this was your promise to your people: justice. Justice for those who were taken too soon, justice for those who were kept from you still, and justice for those that were taken in by the falsehoods of man.

THIS SKELETON IS CURRENTLY TAKEN.