MTF Epsilon-6 "Village Idiots", Unit 17

"Well, I'll be here if you need me."

[mtfjohnscp]

MTF Epsilon-6 "Village Idiots" Unit-17 Member List as of ██/██/████

John/Jane Okamoto (Chief) - Leader of Unit-17

[john.txt/jane.txt]

A former guard at Site-19, he was promoted to his current position due to his loyalty and attention to detail, making him ideal for catching potential breaches before they happen. He is friendly and kind to those he works with but tries not to let that impede his job. He’s insecure about several things, especially his art. He is married to and lives with Jin Okamoto and their two adoptive kids, Koichi & Killian. They also have a biological child named Cynthia. Due to side-effects of a Magical!Anon ask, John frequently switches sexes. This transformation occurs while he/she is asleep, and align with whatever they feel most comfortable with that day.

They also have frequent interactions with one Dr. Clara Lucile Stevens.

{WINGED RABBIT NAVIGATION} {DESIGN (For John)}

Harvey (Heavy) - Weapons Specialist

[harvey.txt]

A huge titan of a man, Harvey handles all the weapons and ammunition for the team. His heart is just as big as he is, and he’s always ready to hang out with his friends. He shouts a lot. He likes big guns and is perfectly willing to talk anyone’s ear off about them.

Johnson (Sarge)  - Tactical Officer / Communications Officer

[johnson.txt]

Old and exhausted, Johnson is the planner of the team, coming up with strategies to make capturing and containing things as smooth and easy as possible. He has quite a few stories to tell if you’re willing to listen.

“Fix-it” - Technician / Field Mechanic

[fix-it.txt]

A friendly and helpful Texan. Knows his way around nearly any machine, anomalous or otherwise. Always ready to help. Seems to know a bit more than he should. Never goes anywhere without his toolbox and bag. No one knows his real name.

Sarah - Memetics Specialist

[sarah.txt]

Junior researcher to field agent. Her knowledge of memetic agents keeps the rest of the unit relatively safe. Not very talkative. Is often loaned out to other units and field teams as needed. She is a prototype Saker that escaped from Anderson Robotics. Dating a headless girl.

Walter (Bones) - Field Medic

[walter.txt]

Calculating and a little distant, Walter is the one whose job is to keep everyone alive and kicking. He knows the human body inside and out, better than almost anyone. He never takes his gloves off for any reason other than to change them out. He’d never admit it, but he’s slightly paranoid that at some point he won’t be able to stitch one of his teammates back together.

Richard Klein (Spooks) - Logistics

[klein.txt]

Cold and unimaginably anti-social, Richard Klein is aggressively against any form of human interaction, preferring to remain at his desk and work endlessly. He is pale and unnervingly tall & thin. He wears a black two-piece suit with a black tie at all times. His glasses make it hard to see his eyes.

Conner (Wolf) - Scout/Tracker/Sniper

[conner.txt]

Calm and cool, Conner is a bit of a wild card. Rather than work with his team directly, he spends most of his time out on his own, equipped with his custom Barret .50 Cal rifle and followed by his two dogs, Richie and Theo. He also has a cat named Quint. He keeps mostly to himself.

Edgar (Locksmith) - Containment Specialist

[edgar.txt]

Edgar is the one in charge of making temporary containment procedures. He’s been called a bit of an anomaly whisperer, given how well most entities react to him, with obvious exceptions. He vastly prefers the anomalous to the mundane and normal. He has been known to stutter, while also being a bit of a "Mad Scientist" at times.

[Notes]

This is an SCP role-playing blog. By default, John answers asks unless he is unavailable or you specify who you're talking to.

In-character posts will be tagged and colored according to the characters involved. Posts involving anyone other than John will be tagged #unit-17

OOC posts will be tagged #mod.txt

M!A's allowed.

Suggestive asks are allowed, but will likely not be reciprocated. No NSFW (barring certain conditions).

All of these guys are mortal. No killing or mortal wounds unless I say so.

No god-modding without my permission. These guys are mine.

This blog is owned by @steam-powered-typewriter

[mtfjohnscp]

Uncle, when you and my father were talking, did you get my name from him?

I did not request it from him. It seemed an...inopportune time.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[folly-of-fae]

Figured that's what got them in the end. Made a promise too grand, too demanding of them. Wait, you can hear me.

[mtfjohnscp]

Yes, I can. One of my teammates has a speech disorder, and he struggles with a severe stutter if he speaks to loudly, or gets agitated. Often times, he chooses to remain nearly inaudible, or to simply not speak.

[folly-of-fae]

Guess I should count myself unlucky that my muteness is purely physical.

[mtfjohnscp]

Perhaps. Although your voice can be augmented. My friend's cannot.

[folly-of-fae]

Shame. Our respective teams can't bond over our shared pastime of making others wonder if the mute can communicate with their teammates telepathically.

[mtfjohnscp]

I wouldn't say that. He's very clever. We have certain ways to communicate quietly. Besides, I'm not the only one with above average hearing. I understand you've met one of the others.

[folly-of-fae]

I've had more than a couple run ins with Wolf, now Werewolf. Not all with Screwdriver.

[mtfjohnscp]

He's rather hard to miss either way.

[folly-of-fae]

Yes. Ought to work on that with him. Last thing I want are to receive orders to put a silver bullet through him because he got seen one too many times in his lycan state.

[mtfjohnscp]

Especially since such an act would have drastic, vile consequences.

(There was, surprisingly, no malice in his voice. As if he'd simply stated a fact as true as the color of the sky.)

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger manages to suppress the shiver running down his spine.]

As I said. I don't want to put a bullet in him. But I will if I have to. That applies to the whole of your organization as a general sentiment.

[mtfjohnscp]

You really should try to think along more friendly lines. Wouldn't want to sabotage future relations, after all. Your organization has just as many flaws as the Foundation does. The fact both are too blind to see it shouldn't be our problem.

[folly-of-fae]

I'm well aware. Mine are a bunch of hypocrites.

[mtfjohnscp]

The Foundation has, in all honesty, grown beyond its leader's good intent to reach very far. The man does truly mean well, but there is only so much that can be done without rendering everyone a prisoner in their own little cage.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[folly-of-fae]

Figured that's what got them in the end. Made a promise too grand, too demanding of them. Wait, you can hear me.

[mtfjohnscp]

Yes, I can. One of my teammates has a speech disorder, and he struggles with a severe stutter if he speaks to loudly, or gets agitated. Often times, he chooses to remain nearly inaudible, or to simply not speak.

[folly-of-fae]

Guess I should count myself unlucky that my muteness is purely physical.

[mtfjohnscp]

Perhaps. Although your voice can be augmented. My friend's cannot.

[folly-of-fae]

Shame. Our respective teams can't bond over our shared pastime of making others wonder if the mute can communicate with their teammates telepathically.

[mtfjohnscp]

I wouldn't say that. He's very clever. We have certain ways to communicate quietly. Besides, I'm not the only one with above average hearing. I understand you've met one of the others.

[folly-of-fae]

I've had more than a couple run ins with Wolf, now Werewolf. Not all with Screwdriver.

[mtfjohnscp]

He's rather hard to miss either way.

[folly-of-fae]

Yes. Ought to work on that with him. Last thing I want are to receive orders to put a silver bullet through him because he got seen one too many times in his lycan state.

[mtfjohnscp]

Especially since such an act would have drastic, vile consequences.

(There was, surprisingly, no malice in his voice. As if he'd simply stated a fact as true as the color of the sky.)

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger manages to suppress the shiver running down his spine.]

As I said. I don't want to put a bullet in him. But I will if I have to. That applies to the whole of your organization as a general sentiment.

[mtfjohnscp]

You really should try to think along more friendly lines. Wouldn't want to sabotage future relations, after all. Your organization has just as many flaws as the Foundation does. The fact both are too blind to see it shouldn't be our problem.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[folly-of-fae]

Figured that's what got them in the end. Made a promise too grand, too demanding of them. Wait, you can hear me.

[mtfjohnscp]

Yes, I can. One of my teammates has a speech disorder, and he struggles with a severe stutter if he speaks to loudly, or gets agitated. Often times, he chooses to remain nearly inaudible, or to simply not speak.

[folly-of-fae]

Guess I should count myself unlucky that my muteness is purely physical.

[mtfjohnscp]

Perhaps. Although your voice can be augmented. My friend's cannot.

[folly-of-fae]

Shame. Our respective teams can't bond over our shared pastime of making others wonder if the mute can communicate with their teammates telepathically.

[mtfjohnscp]

I wouldn't say that. He's very clever. We have certain ways to communicate quietly. Besides, I'm not the only one with above average hearing. I understand you've met one of the others.

[folly-of-fae]

I've had more than a couple run ins with Wolf, now Werewolf. Not all with Screwdriver.

[mtfjohnscp]

He's rather hard to miss either way.

[folly-of-fae]

Yes. Ought to work on that with him. Last thing I want are to receive orders to put a silver bullet through him because he got seen one too many times in his lycan state.

[mtfjohnscp]

Especially since such an act would have drastic, vile consequences.

(There was, surprisingly, no malice in his voice. As if he'd simply stated a fact as true as the color of the sky.)

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[folly-of-fae]

Figured that's what got them in the end. Made a promise too grand, too demanding of them. Wait, you can hear me.

[mtfjohnscp]

Yes, I can. One of my teammates has a speech disorder, and he struggles with a severe stutter if he speaks to loudly, or gets agitated. Often times, he chooses to remain nearly inaudible, or to simply not speak.

[folly-of-fae]

Guess I should count myself unlucky that my muteness is purely physical.

[mtfjohnscp]

Perhaps. Although your voice can be augmented. My friend's cannot.

[folly-of-fae]

Shame. Our respective teams can't bond over our shared pastime of making others wonder if the mute can communicate with their teammates telepathically.

[mtfjohnscp]

I wouldn't say that. He's very clever. We have certain ways to communicate quietly. Besides, I'm not the only one with above average hearing. I understand you've met one of the others.

[folly-of-fae]

I've had more than a couple run ins with Wolf, now Werewolf. Not all with Screwdriver.

[mtfjohnscp]

He's rather hard to miss either way.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[folly-of-fae]

Figured that's what got them in the end. Made a promise too grand, too demanding of them. Wait, you can hear me.

[mtfjohnscp]

Yes, I can. One of my teammates has a speech disorder, and he struggles with a severe stutter if he speaks to loudly, or gets agitated. Often times, he chooses to remain nearly inaudible, or to simply not speak.

[folly-of-fae]

Guess I should count myself unlucky that my muteness is purely physical.

[mtfjohnscp]

Perhaps. Although your voice can be augmented. My friend's cannot.

[folly-of-fae]

Shame. Our respective teams can't bond over our shared pastime of making others wonder if the mute can communicate with their teammates telepathically.

[mtfjohnscp]

I wouldn't say that. He's very clever. We have certain ways to communicate quietly. Besides, I'm not the only one with above average hearing. I understand you've met one of the others.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[folly-of-fae]

Figured that's what got them in the end. Made a promise too grand, too demanding of them. Wait, you can hear me.

[mtfjohnscp]

Yes, I can. One of my teammates has a speech disorder, and he struggles with a severe stutter if he speaks to loudly, or gets agitated. Often times, he chooses to remain nearly inaudible, or to simply not speak.

[folly-of-fae]

Guess I should count myself unlucky that my muteness is purely physical.

[mtfjohnscp]

Perhaps. Although your voice can be augmented. My friend's cannot.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[folly-of-fae]

Figured that's what got them in the end. Made a promise too grand, too demanding of them. Wait, you can hear me.

[mtfjohnscp]

Yes, I can. One of my teammates has a speech disorder, and he struggles with a severe stutter if he speaks to loudly, or gets agitated. Often times, he chooses to remain nearly inaudible, or to simply not speak.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[folly-of-fae]

Fae are creatures of their words. If they agree to do something, they will do it. Maybe not the way one intended to, but they will. Or die trying. Because not being able to keep their word is fatal to them.

[mtfjohnscp]

...Well, for a majority at least. You'd be surprised how many higher ones try to squirm their way out of promises.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[folly-of-fae]

They put her on a team where they knew she would get hurt or maimed. More so than most. How were they okay with that?

[mtfjohnscp]

If I had to guess, either a means to get her to quit, or a means to find an excuse to exempt her from the binds of the treaty.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[folly-of-fae]

[Even the normally stoic man couldn't help his eyes going wide from that information. He grabbed at his throat mic to avoid letting anyone who might be listening to his line from hearing his subvocals.]

What the- Does Q command not know? Did they consider what might happen if something bad happened to her under our watch? Did they care? Was being a bastard enough of an excuse? Would her court really be fine with allowing her to die for humans? In our conflicts?

[mtfjohnscp]

I doubt they'd support my line of work any more than hers. Nonetheless, from what her father said, it was her choice, not theirs.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

[Stinger raised an eyebrow questioningly. He knew better than to expect a straightforward answer from a fae. Then he gave a single slow nod to show he understood what the man was saying so far.]

[mtfjohnscp]

As for the "almost" fashion, being the niece of a king renders one in the line of succession.

[mtfjohnscp]

[Stinger managed to steel his nerves enough to find the courage to approach the tall fae man. Handing him a napkin he'd written several variations of the same question on. He's scribbled out all but the one he felt got most to the point.]

In what way is Lizard an "almost princess"?

(He turned to face the man.)

You know, despite her claims to the contrary, she isn't a bastard. Her parents are quite married, and I have given a royal blessing, however late it is.

[folly-of-fae]

So, Liz, how're you enjoying your party so far?

I believe it is going quite well if I do say so myself. I'm thinking of checking out some of the rides.

Liz you sound way too dignified for where we are and what we're doing.

But we're an Assessment team. Shouldn't we be making observations?

We aren't here for a mission. We're here to celebrate you turning twenty-four years old. Enjoy yourself. When was the last time you got to act like a kid?

Um, I'm not sure I understand your question.

What I'm trying to say is, right now you don't have to worry about being an operative or fairy princess. You can just be a kid. Have fun.

[Lizard stopped to consider what that meant.]

[mtfjohnscp]

I think you've been through enough. Just enjoy yourself. Not one person here is gonna judge you.

[folly-of-fae]

I believe that you and I should have a talk, sir.

(Klein approached Firefly.)

[He nodded, nervous.]

I believe so. How shall I address you?

[mtfjohnscp]

I have been calling myself Klein.

[folly-of-fae]

Very well, Klein it is then. What matters would you wish to discuss? I don't want to presume.

[mtfjohnscp]

I would like to know the man who won my sister's heart, that is all. And, while I understand it to be a...tad late, offer my blessing.

[folly-of-fae]

I welcome it. I only wish Melody were here to receive it with me. That is what I took to calling her.

[mtfjohnscp]

It is a fitting name.

[folly-of-fae]

What would you like to know? Nothing too intimate I hope.

[mtfjohnscp]

No, of course not. I'd simply like to know what kind of man would be able to...how shall I put this...

[folly-of-fae]

Charm her without resorting to unsavory tricks? It was her who first approached me all those years ago.

[mtfjohnscp]

Not quite that...more-so...well, when I'd last spoken with her she had sworn celibacy, a vow she was very adamant about. She went as far as to threaten any suitors our father presented with transmogrification. She once told me that she'd only lay with another once, and it would be to produce a child with the one she chose to marry.

[folly-of-fae]

Many mages do. And, well, our daughter's safety came first. Even if it meant our daughter wouldn't know.

[mtfjohnscp]

I get the sense that when I replied to her "You may be surprised by what you choose to do," I was not very far off, was I?

(Klein's expression softened a little. His stoic expression turned to a very, very slight smile.)

[folly-of-fae]

I know we weren't meant to fall in love. But it was very difficult not to. Hours would pass quickly in her presence. It all felt so simple being with her. We human emissaries had been forbidden from giving our names to any fae. So my organization doesn't know either. I could never put her in danger like that.

[mtfjohnscp]

I'd not be so certain that you were not meant to be. Until I met your daughter, I believed that she held a distaste for humanity, a distaste that drove me to run away. She rejected every single suitor who was sent her way. The fact she chose you? If fate does not favor you, then surely we all are doomed.

[folly-of-fae]

She had pushed for stronger diplomatic ties with humans. It took until the GOC was fully formed to get the ball rolling.

As for me, she admitted that I was a curiosity at first. Yet I was quick with my tongue. Enough for her to indulge her curiosity further. To have me as her company as often as she could. I suspect she had already failed in love. She just hadn't realized it yet.

[mtfjohnscp]

You are a very, very lucky man.

(He began to truly smile. It was, or rather for most would have been, somewhat frightening. A grin, ear to ear, like that of a madman. And yet, there was an element of wonder to it. No malice or ill intent, just fantastically strong, impossibly potent enthusiasm and joy.)

Your patience will be rewarded.

(Klein turned to face his brother in law.)

I know that you two will be reunited. Of this, I am certain. And once you are, you will never have to hide your love for each other again.

[folly-of-fae]

[He pauses.]

You share her smile. How I've missed that smile.

[Firefly fidgets with the ring on his finger.]

[mtfjohnscp]

Ah! She gave you a signet ring. Good.

(he pauses)

If you and I share anything, it is that we both miss her dearly.

[folly-of-fae]

Before we, preformed the working to create our daughter, she gave it to me and had me promise to never be far from it. To rarely take it off. That it would protect me from any fae who would do me harm. I am acutely aware that many in the court were offended by my actions with her.

[mtfjohnscp]

Doubtless. Be comforted by the knowledge that our father and mother had long passed by then.

(He chuckled to himself.)

My Father would have hated it. And yet, he'd not be able to do a thing! Oh, if only I could see what the look on his face would have been.

[folly-of-fae]

I believe that you and I should have a talk, sir.

(Klein approached Firefly.)

[He nodded, nervous.]

I believe so. How shall I address you?

[mtfjohnscp]

I have been calling myself Klein.

[folly-of-fae]

Very well, Klein it is then. What matters would you wish to discuss? I don't want to presume.

[mtfjohnscp]

I would like to know the man who won my sister's heart, that is all. And, while I understand it to be a...tad late, offer my blessing.

[folly-of-fae]

I welcome it. I only wish Melody were here to receive it with me. That is what I took to calling her.

[mtfjohnscp]

It is a fitting name.

[folly-of-fae]

What would you like to know? Nothing too intimate I hope.

[mtfjohnscp]

No, of course not. I'd simply like to know what kind of man would be able to...how shall I put this...

[folly-of-fae]

Charm her without resorting to unsavory tricks? It was her who first approached me all those years ago.

[mtfjohnscp]

Not quite that...more-so...well, when I'd last spoken with her she had sworn celibacy, a vow she was very adamant about. She went as far as to threaten any suitors our father presented with transmogrification. She once told me that she'd only lay with another once, and it would be to produce a child with the one she chose to marry.

[folly-of-fae]

Many mages do. And, well, our daughter's safety came first. Even if it meant our daughter wouldn't know.

[mtfjohnscp]

I get the sense that when I replied to her "You may be surprised by what you choose to do," I was not very far off, was I?

(Klein's expression softened a little. His stoic expression turned to a very, very slight smile.)

[folly-of-fae]

I know we weren't meant to fall in love. But it was very difficult not to. Hours would pass quickly in her presence. It all felt so simple being with her. We human emissaries had been forbidden from giving our names to any fae. So my organization doesn't know either. I could never put her in danger like that.

[mtfjohnscp]

I'd not be so certain that you were not meant to be. Until I met your daughter, I believed that she held a distaste for humanity, a distaste that drove me to run away. She rejected every single suitor who was sent her way. The fact she chose you? If fate does not favor you, then surely we all are doomed.

[folly-of-fae]

She had pushed for stronger diplomatic ties with humans. It took until the GOC was fully formed to get the ball rolling.

As for me, she admitted that I was a curiosity at first. Yet I was quick with my tongue. Enough for her to indulge her curiosity further. To have me as her company as often as she could. I suspect she had already failed in love. She just hadn't realized it yet.

[mtfjohnscp]

You are a very, very lucky man.

(He began to truly smile. It was, or rather for most would have been, somewhat frightening. A grin, ear to ear, like that of a madman. And yet, there was an element of wonder to it. No malice or ill intent, just fantastically strong, impossibly potent enthusiasm and joy.)

Your patience will be rewarded.

(Klein turned to face his brother in law.)

I know that you two will be reunited. Of this, I am certain. And once you are, you will never have to hide your love for each other again.

[folly-of-fae]

[He pauses.]

You share her smile. How I've missed that smile.

[Firefly fidgets with the ring on his finger.]

[mtfjohnscp]

Ah! She gave you a signet ring. Good.

(he pauses)

If you and I share anything, it is that we both miss her dearly.