faefeasts: the midwinter gala - IC

[The Seelie Queen’s mirror flickers once with golden light before becoming a void of darkness punctured only by three lights. Eyes, perhaps, though it’s impossible to say for sure. The Unseelie King speaks from beyond the glass, his voice a low rumble.]

And so another feast comes to a close, oh Glorious Starfall, oh Song of Creation, Maker of Worlds. Have you determined what new thing you will give me?

[ Mirror: Vevina → Eiran ]

[ A voice wisp might have sufficed, but Vevina decides a mirror - a bi of face to face - is more appropriate. Seated at her desk, arms crossed on the surface, she smiles into the mirror. ]

If you're busy, I'll ring you at a time of your choosing.

[ Voice wisp: Vevina → Erevos ]

Did you get them? [ By 'them' Vevina means the dozen Death statutes she's promised delivered by sprite express. The figurines had ranged in style from stately to bobble head. ]

Darling, are you available, or are you busy moaning underneath someone? I can come back.

[Merry is in her quarters. It's silent and she is sitting at her table, the one Erevos made for her. There are pillows everywhere, strewn around the floor. She looks distraught and manic. She's been crying and there is stardust glittering on her face from all of the tears she's shed.

Erevos...

I need you.

I desperately need you.

[Wisp: Aelius → Everyone]
[His voice sounds a bit harried.]

Asking for a friend: good yule gifts for friends and family that don't require murdering a human, sacrificing a bull, or killing the sun. Go.

[Mirror: Aelius → Winter]
[He's in her room, whittling a stick into a stick without bark. There is a bucket beside him. It may have blood in it.]

Snowflake. Would you like to go on a date?

[A mirror, because a mirror allows her to see his face. He's spent a good ten minutes beating himself up for being an ass, and so he leads with the only right words:]

I want to apologize.