&. has a dullahan ? what the fuck :
{ ※ } – Flynn couldn’t help but feel a little startled when the answer came. His greeting came somewhere between an excited and nervous blurt. But a blurt all the same. He tilted his mobile away from his face, tilting his chin down towards his chest to clear his throat lightly. If only to have a few seconds to gather himself. Phone calls on his own time were never his forte; and he already found himself worried he may be fucking up some sort of chain of customs or protocol for the way of greeting a nonhuman.
The Rose Cerem– what in the right fuck was that? It took a moment to put that together. Reality show…something or other. (Somebody in some degree of separation to Flynn was very into the reality television culture. That’s how he felt that he’d picked up any semblance of awareness about the subject, at least.)
❝ Nope, ain’t a telemarketer. Just calling to inquire about– ❞ How the Hells did one do this and not sound like a moron?
‘Oh hi I’ve never met seelie folk before! Are you really one by chance?’ This would pass as entirely normal of course!!
Truth be told he was genuinely hoping that she was a nonhuman and he had the pleasure of speaking to someone aware of the world outside of that of humans. As much as he liked the regulars, there were simply times in a being’s life when they wanted to be among their own.
❝I’m wondering ‘bout your knowledge on fae matters. I’m… in possession of a dullahan. Now he ain’t no fae, I’ve heard that some dullahan can be! Is this true?❞
Yes, nice save Flynn! Don’t be a dork. Make this call worth this lady’s time!
what, now she’s the FAERY ENCYCLOPAEDIA ? is that even one of her ADVERTISED SERVICES ? advisor of fae classification ? for someone so INDISCREET about her species and abilities, she’s shockingly TIGHTLIPPED for the most part about FAERY SOCIETY ITSELF. not due to REQUIRED SECRECY, of course. if the existence of a faery realm was meant to be LEFT UNKNOWN, blabbing putting it at risk, the goddamn COURT would have long since STOPPED her from setting up shop for FOUR YEARS with her explicitly advertised faery services.
nah. she’s got OTHER REASONS to be agitated by the topic.
❛ okay, first of all, this isn’t a fuckin’ HELP LINE. no free services, no free ANSWERS. ❜
but DAMN, her attention’s caught by the CALLER’S SITUATION. how the HELL does anyone come in possession of a DULLAHAN ? what weird casual collector’s shit IS THIS ?
the implication itself kinda has her BORDERLINE ON EDGE, the wording of the caller causing lips to dip DOWNWARDS into a deep frown. IN POSSESSION OF ? that better just be SHITTY WORDING. ‘cause fae or not, there isn’t enough SEPARATION OF KIND for her to not feel personally wronged by the concept of a CAPTIVE DULLAHAN.
and who fucking would WANT to keep one of ‘em around enough to warrant captivation ? a HEADLESS DEATH-BRINGER makes a shitty accent piece for your living room.
❛ actually, you know what ? just tell me what the HELL you’re doing in POSSESSION of a dullahan, and what you mean by possession, and i’ll ANSWER YOUR SHIT. ❜
