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lostcarnival2018-12-27 10:10 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2018-12-27 10:10 pm
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⇨ THE SUMMER COURT
Who: Everyone in the Summer Maiden's entourage.
When: Day 129 - Day 131 (Subjectively experienced as only one day.)
Where: The Summer Court
What: The Summer Maiden returns to the Summer Court for the first time in eons, leading a posse of carnival workers and Summer Fae. The Summer Queen has initiated a peaceful Elysium for discussions to take place, with dozens of the Court in attendance, but the true tone of the negotiations has yet to be unearthed.
Warnings: Fae being bitches.
When: Day 129 - Day 131 (Subjectively experienced as only one day.)
Where: The Summer Court
What: The Summer Maiden returns to the Summer Court for the first time in eons, leading a posse of carnival workers and Summer Fae. The Summer Queen has initiated a peaceful Elysium for discussions to take place, with dozens of the Court in attendance, but the true tone of the negotiations has yet to be unearthed.
Warnings: Fae being bitches.
SUNSET OF AN ERA↴ The phase shift takes few minutes to complete, when it's time. The Summer Maiden gathers everyone together - her guard of Summerland Fae, and her carnival wards - and activates the spell to bring them to the Summer Court. It's been planned with the Summer Queen, she says, and they should have her cooperation. Nothing has been settled in terms of negotiations, but at the very least, the Queen was not willing to shut down the opportunity to see her daughter for the first time eons, along with her lesser children, Ignatius and Gild. The Summer Maiden has recommended that everyone dress formally and conduct themselves with respect, but she is not forcing anyone to do so. It simply seems like the best way to make an impression. When they arrive in the Summer Court, they are in a courtyard. The Maiden's light magic fades and they will see themselves in a garden of alien trees, with golden towers rising up around them in all directions. Two Summer Court fae are waiting for them at an ornate gate, but it isn't until the Summer Maiden has claimed her role as an adjudicator or the present Elysium that she breaks the barrier surrounding her party. She tells everyone that it is safe to go forth but to be cautious. There is no way of knowing what direction negotiations will take. The guard leads them in, and they will find themselves in a spacious and life-filled throne room, with massive trees that function and supporting pillars and the throne itself. A variety of True Fae that the carnival has never seen before are scattered around the room, waiting with a thick air of tension. As the Summer Maiden leads them in, she will announce herself to the Queen, and claim all those present as under her protection. The introductions are brief, and after the Maiden is done, the Queen will ask to speak with her privately. There is a clear nervousness beneath the Queen's veneer of control. As the Maiden joins her at the throne to speak about personal matters, everyone else is free to explore the throne room and mingle - if they dare. ► STICKING OUT: There are some notable reactions going on as the Maiden's entourage arrives. In general, the Court Fae respond strongly to Ignatius's presence - both the fact that he's turned up as an ally to the Maiden, and his curious magical transformation. Ignatius, for his part, holds back and tries to keep to himself, looking like he's trying to hide a significant amount of stress. To the Gilded Mark, there is a particular note of resentment, which she mostly seems to ignore and focuses on staying close to the carnival folk. The Starlight, the Whirling Rainbow, and a few other Summerland Fae have come along, and they all hold back as the Summer Maiden discusses things with the Queen privately. In general, the Court Fae eye the carnival with a mixture of curiousity and disgust. ► TOUGH CROWD: There are dozens of Summer Court Fae here that no one will have seen before. They mill about the room as if this is an uncomfortable formal engagement, eyeing up the Maiden's entourage an gossiping with one another. The opinions they hold of the situation vary wildly - some seem more of the attitude that the Court would be better off if the Summer Maiden were to die and be replaced, where others are openly optimistic and excited about the potential of reparations being made. You are free to make up/NPC any of these fae as long as they aren't doing anything radical, like trying to break the Elysium. Some of them will treat the visitors as threats, while others may even attempt to ask them questions about the situation. ► ACCOMMODATIONS: There is food and drink provided while negotiations endure. Normally you may want to be cautious about accepting this kind of thing, but given that it's part of Elysium, they are obligated to not harm any of those present. So, if you want, you will be able to enjoy faerie ales and other luxury foods that have the capability of being distractingly tantalizing to mortals with low self control. If you need some space, you are free to go back out to the courtyard where you arrived. There are few fae out there, but it is still covered by the Elysium. Take some time to settle in - this could take a while, and there's sure to be drama before it's over. Later on, there will be public discussion. |
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"Can't fault you that," Sans says, lifting his shoulders slightly. He looks in the direction of the Queen and the Maiden for a few moments and then exhales through his teeth. "Either way, I think we've got a shot. Her Majesty doesn't look like the sort of mom that's ready to let go."
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"Oh, that is good," Papyrus says, reassured by his brother's observations. He squints in the same direction, making out that they're still over there. Not a whole lot else, especially not of expressions, from this distance.
"But... Do you think, she's the kind of mom who wants her happy? Talking so they'll keep talking, isn't the same as going to help her daughter's... special friend."
He honestly doesn't know, for sure, what relationship the Summer Maiden and RM have. It's clearly at least friendship, far beyond 'ally' - the Prince was supposedly an ally, but that went all power games and stealing and killing for sport. The Summer Maiden's not only kept her promises, and made good promises, but offered the kind of no-conditions warm welcome that few mortals ever offer. To all the carnival, not just the Ringmaster. And she's here, despite her beliefs, to help get her back.
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He manages to shrug that off, though. More important fish to fry.
"It can be a hard balance, y'know? Being happy and doing what you have to do. If she's any kind of Queen at all, whatever she does, it won't be for the sake of one person. Even if it is her daughter."
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"But, it isn't just good for her daughter?" he says, quickly and uncertainly, just barely remembering to keep his voice low enough that it's not easy to eavesdrop on. "It's... for her, and all the people who followed her, and..."
The idea doesn't sit well with him, anymore, that it would be irresponsible or selfish for a monarch to put one person's life or happiness ahead of other responsibilities. He'd been conflicted about it before, in his indecision over the last human, and ultimately? Ran away from the problem, in hopes of a better option than those presented to him.
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Sans's opinion about these things would have probably been a bit different before facing down the responsibility of being the Warden, and before being exposed to just how big the universe is.
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"I used to think so, too, but now I'm not sure..." Papyrus looks over towards Queen and Maiden, still in their talks, then towards Gild, Ignatius. There's families, for sure.
"Maybe... it depends on the fae. The Mother talked as though she was just a force of nature. One who didn't choose things, or love anyone enough to try choosing. These two don't seem like that.."
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Sans stares ahead as he considers that, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Maybe. But that's kind of convenient, isn't it? Sounds like an excuse to me. A lot of regular people wanna pretend like they are some force of nature that others just have to weather, because it means they aren't responsible for their own actions. It means they don't have to think about anything outside their own head."
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Papyrus flips the dinner roll back and forth across his hand. Rolls it, even, it being an aptly named food product. Tiny bits of it break off, but the metallic coating surrounding him means the crumbs or grease won't seep into his bones. It's doing some good, even here.
It's odd that he keeps referring to her, specifically, when the carnival and the ringmaster ended up being the demise of a few ancient and powerful beings. To say nothing of smaller, more ordinary hostile creatures, like vampires...
But he talked with her, personally, in a way he hadn't talked with any of the other big scary people who captured them. And she was the most recent they ran afoul of. Maybe that's why she's so fixed in his thoughts, as he thinks about these things.
"I'm just... really tired of people dying. I don't like it at all. Most times they don't really have to! People feel pressured by time, and fear for themselves or fear for their loved ones, and... it's more convenient, than risking losing, and dying in turn. I don't want to talk about war, or going to war... I just want to find a way for people to be friendly. Even if they can't be friends."