The Captain stood in the middle of a wooded clearing trying to wipe all thoughts from his mind, save one: How was he to get to the court of the Seelie Fae?
The white in his hair had yet to completely fade but thanks to his new queen he was no longer an Empyrean but a Faerie. And he felt in his gut that he had certain duties to the court. So he reached deep into his subconscious hoping to find some homeward instinct that would lead him to the Court of Summer.
From the edge of the clearing, a pair of amber owl eyes watched from the cover of a leafy tree branch. [Hide] She recognized the Captain, but had forgotten about his new appendages. Why he would wander out into the woods alone, she wasn't sure. And then there was Glimmer. The observer settled in to watch the fairies.
Zwey had been tromping around the woods for some time now, pulling small trees out of the ground, inspecting the roots, and then jamming them back down into the dirt, before he saw a random......farie?, all on his own, he was about to introduce himself when another fae came ungracefully from the woods and started rambling about cookies. Zwey leans against a nearby tree and watched with much amusement, he always did love the life and vitality of the fae.
After hearing movement in the woodline, Glimmer turns her attentions (SEEK) to the trees. She spots Zwey, and a very hidden Binx. "HELLO ZWEY!!! How are you? You has some cookies?!?! COME'ERE! HAS SOME COOKIES!" Glimmer giggles and tosses cookies into the air rambling on about the possibility of a party. She flits quickly to the woodline and drops three freshly killed squirrels from her belt just under the shade of a large tree, then flits back to the other Fae "Needed to put those in the shade. Don't want em smelling me up and drying out afore' I can eatsies em!"
Zwey moves away from the dead animals, feeling like the scouts in this town like to show off, knowing there is far bigger game much easier had than these tree rats. He snatches the cookies mid air, tucks an edge of the burlap under his belt, so the bag hangs open, soes he can eat without having to hold the bag. "Afternoon Ms, or should is say Mrs, Glimmer. What is wrong with this fae here, he looks a sight troubled, or constipated, its harder to tell with the flitty folk"
Zwey moves away from the dead animals, feeling like the scouts in this town like to show off, knowing there is far bigger game much easier had than these tree rats. He snatches the cookies mid air, tucks an edge of the burlap under his belt, so the bag hangs open, soes he can eat without having to hold the bag. "Afternoon Ms, or should is say Mrs, Glimmer. What is wrong with this fae here, he looks a sight troubled, or constipated, its harder to tell with the flitty folk"
"HI ZWEY! There's nuffins wrong wifs him cept he needs to has some cookies! He should eat em and that'll fix him right up it will I say! I saw you looksin at my squirrels. They steal my nuts so I kill em dead, just so you know. Vile little beasts. My nuts are my nuts. Ask anybody and they'll tell you the same they will!" Glimmer appears to stuff two cookies in her cheek, much as a squirrel or chipmunk would do, and plops down wildly onto the grass. She sets out her flask, swallows the cookies, and lays down to look at the sky. Glimmer quickly opens the flask and takes three very large, loud gulps, then wipes her mouth with a piece from her tutu before standing upright again. "Wants some Zwey?" Glimmer wiggles her eyebrow and holds the flask out to Zwey.
Zwey grins and shakes his head, "No, but thank you, I'll stick to the cookies." Zwey then proceeds to pull small trees up out of the ground while keeping an eye on the new fey. As he re-plants a tree, he looks at Glimmer, "Well, we cant just leave him here. Push him over to see what happens." Zwey continues uprooting trees and replanting them, inspecting the roots each time.
The Captain snaps out of a deep concentration that seemed to last months yet no time at all. He turns to face the small gathering of people as if he had no idea when they appeared and addresses Leofrick First.
"Ah Leo, Wonderous to see you. I have actually been meaning to talk to you about an advancement oppurtunity within the crew." The captain smiled. But where traditionally therewould be malice or even hatred behind his eyes. This time they took on a strage gleam. Happiness but to the point of seeming as if he had just stepped out of a children's book.
*he went searching for the captain in the direction he was pointed and he notices the crowd, he stops when he notices his hair, not sure if he was still in the captains goodside, or if he was forgotten completely, in the end he figures he could run away fast enough if things did not go his way. he strolls tot he edges of the crowd waiting to be noticed out of politeness*
The Captain turned and addressed the Uordeq joining the group.
"Cain!" The Captain cried with glee. "Its been ages! What's new?"
The Captain regarded the excitement in his voice with a degree of Malice but seeing his wings droop made him sad so he perked himself back up.
"As you may or may not have heard I have for my more established crew and oppurtunity for advancement."
Thinking back for a moment his feelings for these wings felt a tad silly.
ive just recently returned fromt he edges of the shard my friend, *he shifts umcomfertably and favors his left hand mroe than his dominant arm, along with several new scars that dot his face one looks distincly like a slice froom an angori horn*
im perusing the town finding all my old alliances, i see your now a candyfactory my friend im happy for you.
Glimmer comes tumbling out of the woodline and tackles the Captain. "Hello cousin of very recent recent moons! How are you? Growing into those wings I see. You'll get used to them. Whatcha doin? Why don't you has any cookies? You'll simply die without them. Have some!" Glimmer shoves a burlap sack full of cookies at the new Fae and giggles.