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[5mind]

"..."

He didn't like that smirk that preceded that question. It was bad enough that this guy could very literally look down on him, he didn't have to be smug about having a better vantage point than he did too.

Oh, and now he had to ask for help too.

"I would like to ask for your help.....finding this missing person." There. That wasn't so hard, was it? He really should start doing that more. It would make his 'job' much easier.

"Let me just..." Coldsnap fished out a cellphone, a hardcased thing with a rubber strap hanging off it, to pull up a picture. He raised the screen up, as high as his arm could.

The image displayed was a photo of a woman somewhere in her 70s, graying hair dyed auburn, oval glasses, broad smile. Nothing out of the ordinary about her. She wore a labcoat.

"Can you even see what's on the screen? Or do you need, I don't know, a magnifying glass or some shi-- something?"

[icangiveyouanything]

Yes, of course he was going to make him ask despite already inferring that was probably what he was getting at with the question. He may not have made him if it wasn't for the fact that Coldsnap seemed like exactly the kind of person to dislike asking for help though.

"I would be happy to help you with that~"

Now the cellphone... Even though he had leaned in closer, that was still pretty hard to see from this distance, especially well enough to make out identifying features on the picture and have it not just look like a generic person.

The solution to that was simple though, in Shade's opinion.

"Not particularly well. Just come here."

He proceeded to just pick him up for the purpose of bringing the phone in his hand closer to his face. Holding him was a lot easier than if he'd tried to hold that phone.

"Do you know where she works? The coat suggests she has a job." Many people that age were retired but retirees didn't tend to walk around in lab coats.

[owlvoice]

" Ah... I assumed so much... "

He really seemed like the guy who would do this way more often than most people were comfortable with. Perhaps not out of malice but because he did not cared so much about their opinion... Perhaps both too, who knows.

" It is that simple, yes... And I would have... Even if it might have... taken a moment. I usually come to people I know when they call me... "

Well, as long as those people haven't tried to hurt her or the owls of course. Or someone else she calls a friend. Eule was also not lying when she said she would have come to Shade too.

When the entity spoke again, answering her question, the spirit tilted her head to the side while the owl, that had tried to free her a moment ago, took it's place on her shoulder. It too tilted it's head. He wants to learn more about her?

" What I do? Hm~ I do wander a lot through the woods... Sometimes... I watch people... Othertimes I sing... "

Eule answers while the bird, on her shoulder, eyes Shade up and down.

" I think... guardian is not the exact term I would use... I am more a... voice for the owls I suppose. Protecting... isn't really my forte... "

[icangiveyouanything]

"I'll keep that in mind for next time then."

Admittedly, it did sound easier if she was going to respond, given that grabbing her required him to actually find her first.

Wandering in the woods, watching people... That sounded like a pretty simple existence. One activity did catch his attention in particular though due to having it in common with her.

"Oh, you sing! Now that is something that I would be interested in hearing~"

Was she any good? Well, there was really only one way to find out. But he had a feeling just due to her... mysterious forest spirit nature that she wasn't just going to sound like an average human at a karaoke bar.

"But if you're providing a voice for the owls... what is it that they have to say?" The fact that the one was staring at him wasn't lost on him.

[owlvoice]

He hadn't intended to keep her trapped like this? That sure hadn't been clear to the spirit. That might be because, while they had met before, she didn't knew Shade that well. But Eule released a breath, that she hadn't realized she had been holding, when her little prison was finally no more.

" It had not been... clear that you haven't intended that... Do you always... catch someone you were looking for like this? "

She spoke, again with her more apathetic voice. Eule also had to resist the urge to run away now that she was free. To turn into an owl herself and fly off. But she resists. Mostly because she doubted that Shade will let her go that easily. And she would rather not go back into his hand.

" You could have just called me... The owls would have told me... that you were looking for me. Besides... it would be hard not to notice you anyway... "

Even if she couldn't see, his presence was easily noticed. Also because she could feel someone entering the forest. Except when they were able to dodge her detection...

" Well... Here I am indeed... Now what? "

[icangiveyouanything]

Shade chuckled a bit at the question.

"It depends on the circumstances, really, but you would not be the first." More like it depended on his mood. But she was in good company among people who had been grabbed without warning.

Her assessment that he wouldn't have taken well to her just flying away was accurate. He really wasn't a fan of people just bailing on him when he was talking to them, even if he was the one who forcibly initiated the interaction.

"It's that simple, is it? So you would have come if I had called?" He supposed there wasn't necessarily a reason to think she would have avoided him, but still.

"I want to learn more about you. What is it that you do out here in the forest all the time? Are you some sort of guardian?"

[theotherrookie]

"Really? Then maybe I'll call you sometimes!"

Obviously she saw nothing wrong with challenging the odds. Her insomnia occasionally left her able to form coherent sentences but then it was very difficult to find someone to talk to late at night. This was a unique opportunity for some company.

"Neat. Let me know if you find something cool, I'm always looking for new stuff to read and I bet you can give me some good recommendations."

There was a pause before Rook spoke again, now with quite a bit of commotion in the background.

"Well, have fun then and I hope you found the power button 'cause the ghosts are getting ready to sing shanties."

[icangiveyouanything]

"I will keep you in mind." He may also be looking to see if there were books about radios. May as well learn the full potential of what he now had. He was still a ways off from getting into googling things.

He gave an amused huff hearing all that commotion starting up. It was easier to laugh at it when you were nowhere nearby. The noise was Rook's problem.

"Enjoy the serenade then. Until next time~" He believed he had found the button and had been holding his finger over it so that he could cut it off with appropriate timing, because that was important, of course.

The click, followed by silence, suggested that he had been successful. He'd turn it back on a little later.

[pinkertoast]

Sighs loudly and dramatically in a way that suggests I desire attention

[leondxs]

As he reached the corpse, his eyes continuously darted between it and Shade. Keeping an eye on him, while also being so transfixed on the meal ready for him. There was a clear hesitation, even as he sat there drooling - denying himself until the other spoke.

That encouragement was all he needed. He began to feast - albeit timidly and careful at first. Small bites here and there, lapping up the blood. But the overwhelming taste and smell was enough to drive him into a frenzy. Polite nibbles quickly turned to voracious bites and rigorous tearing. Shade was momentarily forgotten as he lost himself in his meal.

Eventually his feeding would slow, eventually stopping entirely. Bones and other undesirables were left, the body an utter mess once he was finished. The creature sat back and began to groom himself in silence -rough tongue swiping over his bloodied digits. When he did remember that it was indeed a gift, he regarded Shade with a simple, ❝ Thank you. ❞

It was unlike the fae to thank anyone. He believed it would be unwise, however, to be curt or rude to someone as he literally lay in the palm of their hand.

[icangiveyouanything]

He hadn't expected it, thinking with how drawn the other was to the corpse that he might just dig in as soon as he was in proximity to it, but Shade found a quiet satisfaction in the way he didn't begin until after being given the verbal 'ok'. Maybe he should add 'dog' to the list of comparisons.

It was a morbid sight, but he still kept his eyes on the scene the entire time. The voracious ripping and tearing it escalated to was more in line with what he'd been expecting.

His expression was blank while watching it, taking a detached, analytical approach to his observation. At the thanks though, that grin returned to his face.

"You are very welcome~ I do hope it was to your liking~" It certainly seemed like it was, judging by just how much of it he had consumed.

He then decided to go ahead and try patting him on the head.

[theotherrookie]

All things considered, Rook could have picked a far more obnoxious soundtrack to test the connection. The music was however lowered, not looking forward to basically screaming into the void.

"Well, that's easy enough. The radio comes with a power button." Rook replied promptly, "It won't affect the crystals, but the rest will shut off. So I guess I won't be calling you next time I can't sleep."

With it being most evenings, having a way to shut up Radio Birb was advised. The music was bound to improve from here at least. Rook gladly switched back to more peaceful music from her fantasy tavern playlist.

"Well then, it's still sunny outside. I think I'll go back up on the roof and set up the pigeon baths. You got any plans?"

[icangiveyouanything]

Shade looked over the device again. There weren't that many buttons on it so by process of elimination he should be able to figure that out.

"You may find that you aren't the only one awake if you do." Which wasn't due to trouble sleeping on his part, just the fact that he didn't sleep every night. But then there was still always the chance of getting grumpy asleep Shade instead.

For the moment he didn't plan to turn the radio off unless it started to become a nuisance. The whole point of this was him wanting to be informed and he didn't want to miss something.

"I suppose with this task out of the way I do have some time... Perhaps I'll pay a visit to the library."

[leondxs]

Shrunken pupils followed the cadaver as it was lain upon Shade's palm. He waited a moment longer, before realizing that it would be brought no nearer. He would have to work for it.

An ill-tempered grumble under his breath, accompanied by the narrowing of eyes and pinning back of ears. He would play along, if only to prevent such a prize from being squandered. Humans were a plentiful species, but waste was something that never sat right with Leondas.

He begrudgingly climbed forward on all fours, hesitating as he neared the tips of Shade's fingers. He was swift creature, able to move in the blink of an eye. Surely he could avoid being crushed should things turn sour...

He half-wondered if the other could feel his nails, digging in for traction as he hoisted himself upward. The faerie's form crawled forth like an unsure stray, begging for scraps.

[icangiveyouanything]

Shade waited patiently as Leondas made the transition from tree to hand. He could, in fact, feel the prickliness of claws on his skin. It didn't hurt though. Between that and him opting to move on all fours, it was a more animal-like sensation than the many times he had held humans.

While his hesitation was understandable, this was not some trap to crush him. There would be no point to that. It wasn't like he had some sort of grudge against him.

It was a simple exchange of the trust involved in allowing himself to be held in exchange for the meal.

"Go on then, help yourself," he encouraged.

He was just going to wash his hands after this was all said and done. Already there was blood collecting on his hand from the wound he'd created.

[5mind]

Oh, okay now this guy was straight up patronising him now, huh? Shouldn't have shown any sign of weakness, Coldsnap thought.

And yet, here was Shade suggesting that he drop hints of some 'secret soft side'. Whatever that was. If he even had something like that. (He did, but whether he considers it a 'soft side' is a whole 'nother question).

"Right....I'm not doing that," the iceblader replied. "Sounds like it'll just backfire one way or the other....."

He was more than happy to move onto the topic of the missing person. Whether or not it showed really depended on how perceptive the observer was to how quick he was to answer Shade's next question.

"An old woman.... from what I was told, she's still...she's not senile or anything. Perfectly active...too much, apparently. They said she never made it back from her morning jog. Could have been an accident...could have been something else..."

There's a pause. Then Coldsnap looked up once more.

"You can see really well from up there, right?"

[icangiveyouanything]

He was not at all surprised that his idea was rejected. If Coldsnap had cared to change his behavior to improve his public image, he likely would've been better liked to begin with. But Shade personally felt that he was being genuinely helpful.

But hey, if talking about it made him more willing to provide information just to change the subject, that was a small plus for the nosy entity. He'd half expected to be given short answers and some excuse about it being an ongoing investigation.

"In the case of an accident, you would think someone would have seen her lying there, unless some sort of foul play is involved."

At that question though, he smirked in an 'I'm glad you asked' sort of way. Being involved in this seemed like it would be entertaining.

"Why, yes, as a matter of fact I can. It's a far superior way to get an overhead view than one of those drones. Why do you ask~?"

[leondxs]

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Leondxs: an independent, selective, and private roleplay blog featuring a vampiric faerie, Leondas. Standalone original character with a fleshed out elder scrolls verse. Tentatively handled by Ashley (26, she/they, CST). Established 2018.

Exploring themes of...

...the loss of humanity due to one's own hubris, the nature of beasts, the price of immortality and the numbness that comes with it, an insatiable envy in the form of cannibalistic hunger, the protection of nature and its children, the lion laying down with the lamb.

Trigger warnings for descriptions of blood, violence, cannibalism, gore, and more. All visuals will be tagged. Artwork done by @cosmicnexus.

[leondxs]

The whole situation reeked of hidden intention. Leondas was no fool. And yet he found great difficulty in looking away from the meal before him.

❝ It is. ❞ he admitted begrudgingly. ❝ Though I can assure you, I am perfectly capable of hunting on my- ❞

The dam burst. Blood gushing to the earth below - wasted. Eyes watched in a trance, nostrils flaring to eagerly drink in the scent of freshly spilled gore. It was fresh. The faerie felt something lurch within him. A mixture of disgust, panic, and want.

He grit his teeth and hissed, desperation clear in his voice. ❝ Give it here! Before you waste it any further. ❞

[icangiveyouanything]

Now a grin spread across his face. He took it as a win seeing the way Leondas caved at the idea that the blood was just going to go to waste in the dirt. How much blood was in a human body again? As far as he was concerned, not very much.

"As you wish~"

He switched from dangling the human to laying them on his open palm and dropped the detached arm on top. Then he held his hand out to him.

The inconvenient thing (or convenient, depending on which of their perspectives you were viewing this situation from) was that despite him holding his hand directly up to where the faerie was perched, there would be no reaching the prize from there. The distance from the end of Shade's fingers—which was the part closest to the tree—and his palm where the body was, was too far to reach, his fingers being about 10 ft long. You'd have to climb onto his hand to get to it.

[owlvoice]

It is tight in there indeed. While Eule couldn't (thankfully) see it, she could feel it as she lets her hands wander around in the narrow space. She does not like this. And while it didn't made her current situation better, at least she wasn't bothered by how warm it got inside of Shade's fist that entrapped her.

" Oh... I know. "

The spirit was indeed hard to find. Or at least to those who didn't knew how to find her. Though she does tend to appear to those few who knew her name and called for her in the woods. This giant wasn't one of them apparently.

The barn owl also was less than happy with the entities behavior. It continues to constantly attack Shade's hand. Even when Eule told it that it was pretty useless to do so. Though it fluttered frantically, and out of the way, when the attempt of a nudge was there.

" They do not like you for... trapping me like this... So please. At least... open your hand... It is very uncomfortable like this... and no need for it anyway... "

She spoke, her voice more apathetic than usual. Well, she wasn't exactly happy. So that might be the reason.

" Why... were you looking for me anyway...? "

[icangiveyouanything]

He could feel her hands on his as she took stock of her position. It was almost a tickling sensation, contrasting the prickly one he was getting on the other side of his hand from the upset owl's talons and beak. As Eule surmised though, it wasn't enough to break skin.

"You should be patient as well. I didn't intend to keep holding you like this." He had just gotten distracted by the owl.

Once the owl had moved, he turned his hand over, palm up, and uncurled his fingers, revealing her there. The apathetic voice did kind of read as 'unamused' to him, but he was not often dissuaded by that sort of thing.

"It's been quite awhile. I was in the area and I remembered you. Naturally I was curious and wondered, does that unusual woman still spend her time in the forest? And lo and behold, here you are."

[theotherrookie]

"Don't worry, I remember our talk about the importance of communication."

It was just nice to take her time packing up something nice. She believed in fulfilling snacks over a bottle of lukewarm water or a swig of rum. Edmund was of very different advice, of course. He only spared Shade a glance at the question.

"Aye." Wishing the newest gizmo a long service was a good reason to have a drink. The flask was passed around while Rook eased her radio back in its box for safer transport.

"I'm sure it'll go as planned. Stay tuned!"

The pirates saluted as they followed Rook back in her pocket. The portal closed but the connection remained. It wouldn't be too long before the radio would begin playing music.

"Guess what! You can listen to some radio stations too now!"

It was indeed a very important finding.

[icangiveyouanything]

Shade would never admit to the involuntary flinch he did when the music suddenly started playing. He had not been prepared for that to suddenly cut through the unnatural silence of his dimension. When Rook's voice cut in over it he realized that maybe he shouldn't have been so surprised.

He held the device closer to his mouth and pressed down the button to transmit. They knew it worked one way at least, time to test the other.

"I see. It occurs to me there are certain details of operating the device we didn't discuss... such as how to turn it off."

There had to be a way. It was nothing personal, just that if people were going to have an open line to play sounds in your home, you'd like to have some control over it.

Not that he didn't also appreciate the utility of it. Radio stations offered their own source of information.

[icangiveyouanything]

Shade! Grabbing people is not how you make friends! You are behaving like a villain here!

He rolled his eyes. "Have you really come here just to scold me? Do humans not grab creatures smaller than them all the time? You'd understand if you could see just how easy it is. It isn't as if I'm harming her."

[owlvoice]

[ Captured // Accepting! ]

@icangiveyouanything asked:

«ENTRAP» except the trap is a hand

It all happened so fast that Eule had barely time to send the barn owl away before she got herself trapped... somewhere... by something? And it took the spirit another moment to reconnect with the fled bird to be able to see what exactly had trapped her. A hand closed around her. A giant one. That belonged to someone who she had actually met before. How bothersome...

" What... are you doing? "

The woman asks Shade, even though she wasn't sure he could even hear her voice given that she was trapped in his hand. Like an insect caught with bare hands. And even though her voice didn't showed it, it made Eule feel uneasy to be in this situation.

" This is... very impolite... "

She mumbled while the owl, that served as her eyes, actually started to peck his hand. It probably won't do much, but at least it was trying.

[icangiveyouanything]

Shade lifted his hand after having successfully caught her, giving a hum of satisfaction to himself. A closed fist was pretty tight quarters, almost oppressively warm the longer you were there with the living walls pressing in on all sides.

"You are not the easiest individual to find, you know," was his answer to that, apparently seeing that as a valid reason for grabbing her.

It wasn't clear whether he didn't hear the 'impolite' comment, or just chose to ignore it. Either way, his attention was now drawn to the owl trying to bite him, which, ironically, slowing him down from opening his hand to look at her.

"Your friend is rather impatient, though I do have to commend him for his loyalty." He moved to try and nudge the owl with his finger.

[icangiveyouanything]

The child stares at the commands. Maybe it’s wrong, after all they knew what it was like to be forced to do things you didn’t want to do. But…. [ ►hug?] “is that okay? you don’t gotta if you don’t wanna! See? I added a question mark! It’s a question! No action! I’m sorry!”

Shade sighed, rubbing his temple.

They were trying.

It was questionable if their attempt at softening the request was actually how this worked, but regardless, he just went ahead with it.

He proceeded to pluck up the small child between two fingers and then pressed them against his chest. He then shifted his hold so that his hand was laying over them. His heart beat was very clearly audible from their position, with the slow rising and falling of his chest with his breathing being noticeable as well.