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⊰viii⊱ // action/video // 4th wall

[Hello City. Your friendly neighorhood augur is out on the green today, like always, but for once he doesn't appear to be surrounded by birds. He has instead been descended on by a small pack of girls. They are sitting in a crescent circle behind him, all looking curiously down into the camera.]

I know how to work that thing, Jast, fork it over.

It belongs to him, Snake, enough.

Just put it away, I don't want to talk to them...

They allll belong to-to the masssster. This iiiis of no con-on-onsequence.

Hello, everyone, I hope you're enjoying the beautiful weather!

[Jast looks bemused by all of them, finally getting them to just shush for a moment. Then he's able to smile into the camera faintly, a song spilling from his lips that is translated thusly,]

Greetings, City, you have opened your heart to many this day, what a joy and a blessing you must feel. I have the honor today to host these beings most reverent to me, the five handmaidens of the wheel. Lady Delia sits at the fore in high Summer, beneath her master's burning star. Their favor is a worthy boon, please show them your regard.

[He ducks down into a bow which causes one of the girls to look confused and also bow forward at the end of the message. Someone swats her behind and tells her to get up, but she remains down until Jast rises.]

[[ooc; HI 4th WALL HI. We are game for errybody. RNG a number 1 - 5 or... pick one if you have a favorite. ACTION is good too?! Threadjacking is a probable must.]]

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You would not wish to meet her keeper.

[She says this flatly, giving Delia another jerk until the girl snaps out of it.]

Why?

Have they acne and crooked teeth? Bad table manners?

He is no man, chiropteran.

How do you know what I am?

Immortal you may be, but you are not timeless.

Nor do I care to be.

Timelessness is overrated.

[ Look what it did to Rosiel. ]

[Seething.]

Innnconsequentiiiial.

You're doing it again~

[ Hissing. ]

Sisterrrr Winter has sssscorned it. Per-perhaps it shouuuuld beg us a boon.

Or what?

You'll turn me into a toad?

We need not do a thing to you, chiropteran. You will suffer on your own.

Hopefully not as much as your friend with the - speech problem.

We are not friends.

[Fact.]

And for her problems, she made you an offer in kindness.

Family, then?

She may keep her offer to herself. It isn't needed.

No.

[And as they are not needed, they will be leaving now.]

[Sob. Karl. Jast looks at the camera in exasperation. Didn't he say be nice?]

You need to control your flock better.

[ He's never nice. Except to family. And even then, only a select few. ]

They do as they wish, they are not mine to control.

Madwomen are quite a handful.

[ He would know. ]

They are the handmaidens of the Seasons. They are as they are meant to be.

Seasons?

Summer, winter, fall, spring. And wasp, apparently?

Summer, Winter, Fall, Spring, and the Conium. The wasp is Delia, High Priestess to The Burning Path.

A bit foul-tempered to be a priestess.

[ Then again, he knows angels who curse and fornicate. ]

The Burning Path bleeds madness.

[As Tawny has said: not someone you want to meet.]

And speech defects too, apparently.

[ What to say? The hiss amuses him. ]

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