gilded_justice (gilded_justice) wrote in bizarre_city, @ 2013-01-01 12:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | mikino alcaeyn, open |
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Mikino and OPEN
Park/random encounter
Midday
Mikino had always taken an interest in the humans’ side of the Veil. No one knew just which side the spell had originated from. No one really knew anything much about it, which seemed ridiculous, considering it impacted the majority of the planet. The Sidhe had an entire division of so=called experts working on the issue, but even if they could bring it down magically, that might not be the best way. Mikino had to know how the humans would respond. He wanted peace between the varied species inhabiting the planet, not a war spurred by panic. Moreau seemed to think the latter would be the result, if the Veil was somehow destroyed suddenly. He urged some sort of transition.
Mikino had not ignored that advice, but he wanted to learn more for himself about these people he wanted to forge an understanding with. It was an unnecessary risk for him to leave the safety of his home and his people, but he was unaccustomed to heeding the demands of anyone else. He went where he wished. He never went alone, of course, but his guards were admirably discreet. He trusted they were nearby without looking for them, but he had the illusion of privacy.
To anyone whose knowledge made them immune to the Veil’s magic, he was a resplendent figure, with shimmering wings of translucent feathers, especially in the midday sun. To the mundane humans, he was somewhat less imposing. The wings were invisible, and his trademark golden eyes were simply an unusually vibrant amber. He was fairly tall, at 6'2", but other than that... Just another guy walking through the park. He was watching the groups engaged in their games, especially one playing bocce ball. He thought he had worked out the rules for himself, and he was thinking it might be the sort of thing that he could bring back to be played in his own gardens. There was no difference in the way these people interacted and the way the lower castes of Fae did. It seemed so illogical that there should not be acceptance should the Veil fall. But Aegis had proven the dangers. It was almost enough to make him give up on that dream, losing a daughter. But these people in the park, enjoying the sunshine, they were not to blame for the sins of all their race. He was Judgment, and he knew better than anyone the darkness to be found within his own people. They had that in common as well