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(Grins Well… whips out a bag and a goldmine of LGBTQ+ pins, band pins, and other assorted pins. it may not be real, but I figured you should at least get something.)
(Grins Well… whips out a bag and a goldmine of LGBTQ+ pins, band pins, and other assorted pins. it may not be real, but I figured you should at least get something.)
(thanks, I appreciate)
(my irl friend gave me a water bottle [I mentioned I dont have one to bring to school so I stay dehydrated] beef jerky and starbursts [the mini, unwrapped kind] but im gonna have to hide the water bottle in my locker so my parents dont take it from me)
(Mm-hmm!)
(The fact that your 'rents would take away a fucking water bottle is ridiculous.)
(its whatever, it could be worse, im used to it)
(Sighs Really? How much worse? Getting used to it is not something you should have to do.)
(its fine. I swear.)
(Sighs Okay. If you say so.)
(yeah its fine I swear guys, I'll be fine, everything will be okay.)
(Hugs tightly I hope so.)
(Ari, I'm sorry you have to deal with that.)
(can we continue the rp?)
(We're waiting for @icefire.)
(i was just kinda quietly lurking, i didn't see anywhere to put my characters in)
(We have an opening for the Fae prince to make his presence known at the door of Nolan's chambers. Page 12. But let's wait for Lily to get back.)
(ah ok)
(I hath returned)
(bump)
(Hullo, people! What were we doing again?)
(lol, idk)
(waiting for the Fae princes' entrance?)
(I think so, yeah. @Icefire, we're ready!)
(ohhh yeah!)
Vale was standing there with a bemused expression on their face. "All this talk of lineage and succession…don't you know who the bloodline belongs to?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at them all. He had not been standing there too long; just long enough for them to hear what the others had been speaking of. His gaze fell on the scrolls, and he scoffed softly. "Papers can be forged, you know. Histories can be made up." he shook his head, a few locks of pitch black hair falling into their forehead. Their eyes were back to that inhuman liquid black, even the "whites" the same shade of obsidian.
Alice snorts. "Yes, but that's treason, is it not? And even knowledge of it is treason."
Her words were pleasant, but the threat was clear.
He laughed. "What, you think you have any power over me?" he leaned in towards her, a razor smile dancing across his lips. "My dear little person, if you harm me, you start a war that you will not win. I am a prince of a foreign court; therefore I have diplomatic immunity. If you think to threaten me, you had best find some new threat. I am not a person to be trifled with."
Alice merely smiles: a smile that tells of a far greater power and elegance than her form shows. "Diplomatic immunity or not, there are ways of. . . dealing with issues."
His gaze still looked faintly bored. "Darling, I would love to see you make the attempt. Really, I would." he knew that she knew nothing of the fae, if she really thought she could "deal" with him so easily. "But let's not waste our time with frivolous arguments." they were highly amused that she had insinuated he had committed treason in some way. Treason could only be committed by a citizen of that country, and he was no citizen of this human nation.
Alice chuckles. She knows things, things no human should know. If the Faerie boy thought she knew nothing, he was in for a nasty surprise later.
"Oh, really? Cold iron, silver, rowan wood. . . many ways of daling with the Fae are well known. Belladona is a potent narcotic when used against humans. However, against the Fae it causes painful lesions to appear on the body. It'll paralyze you after an hour, and an hour after that, your heart will stop. Nightsbane. . . well, I would hate to be the Fae on the recieving end of that. And of course, cursed salt." she snickers.
"And just so you know, treason is treason. You are a guest and therefore subject to our rules, if enough evidence is provided. I'm fairly sure most of your actions in the privacy of this castle against the humans would be more than enough." she adds, eyes locked on the Faerie prince.
"Do you really think I would be here without any protections?" he responded, not otherwise responding to any of the mentioned articles. "And no. That is not how treason or diplomatic immunity works. Really, for someone who claims to be an heir you know precious little of the laws surrounding diplomatic representatives. And, furthermore, I have done nothing harmful to any of the humans in or near this castle. Any activities done were done consensually, with the human in full control of their own mind and emotions. I am not the kind of fae that enjoys ensorcellment, but again, a good attempt. So no, I am unable to commit treason, and I am not subject to your laws in any way, with few exceptions."
"I have ways to get around those. Money is very useful, you know." Alice grins.
She laughs. "My, aren't we well read on the laws! You know, I have my eyes all over the castle. I've seen your deals. Don't play your tricks on me, Faerie."
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