Voice test, original canon is the Aladdin TV series, converted to the Once Upon a Time verse.

[deadsand]

You really don't know what you're getting into, mundane.

Comments

[controledfreak]

They seldom ever do.

[deadsand]

All the better when they finally learn.

[controledfreak]

You possess an expectation that I lack, I am afraid. Except not really.

[deadsand]

You're not really afraid, or you expect the same?

[desert_illusion]

My my, won't this be interesting.

[controledfreak]

Either. I find it intolerable to empathize with such beings. Though I suppose that is because they are a bit close to myself and my brethren.

I can understand if you possess hope for them. As you are of the same kind.

[deadsand]

[And it's almost like a switch turning on, the way his gaze locks on her, calculating. And then, immediately, a disarming smile.]

I aim to please.

[desert_illusion]

I must admit, you've drawn my curiosity. Can you do better in this world than your last?

[Good, bad, as long as you're suffering, she ca be on anyone's side.]

[deadsand]

Hope, not so much. Confidence in my methods? Always.

[deadsand]

You say that as though you know me.

[controledfreak]

Against your mun?

[Smiiiiiiirk.]

[desert_illusion]

In a manner of speaking, I do.

[deadsand]

Against anyone.

[deadsand]

[He bows at the waist, not quite the same salaam common to people of his region but something acclimated through much travel to more distant worlds.]

Then you have me at a disadvantage, my lady.

[controledfreak]

I also find your kind cute when you're arrogant.

[deadsand]

[Toothy grin.] The feeling is mutual.

Hope this is okay!

[controledfreak]

[Don't mind the girl-looking thing looking at you, Mirage.]

...

[controledfreak]

You don't know what you are talking about. And if you were I wouldn't mind, because I like you.

[desert_illusion]

[She smirks, causing floating up a few inches. Because she can. He's a bit more polite, this version, but she suspects not out of the goodness of his heart.]

I tend to have that over many people. But I on't plan on abusing it today. I want to see what your silly little mundane thinks they can do.

[deadsand]

If you have anything to worry about, it has nothing to do with her, I'm sure.

[deadsand]

[There is no argument. He spares half a moment to absorb her words, but still smiling.] Thank you.

[controledfreak]

[She takes a moment and breathes in. Dumbing it down to a level creatures of order can understand can be so tiring.]

Your mun is a reality warper. Or more accurately, your reality warper. Your being and consciousness is tied to them. You exist purely because they want you to. Were their attention or gaze fall from you, you will no longer be. Your life is an ephemeral illusion. Your thoughts are a dream.

I know this because I am one within one. And in my realm I have caught and ensnared beings of my own in this way.

[Her hand raises and a crystal appears. Her eyes look into it and the smile spreads.] And though they think they are of their mind, they are not. They were once predators of indomitable power. Now they feast and engorge themselves on the phantoms I create them. And as they waste away...

[Her eyes return to Mozenrath's.] I consume them.

[witchofthesand]

Trust me, Mozenrath: what your mundane doing to you is much better than what I have planned for you. You should consider yourself lucky.

[deadsand]

[He's not hearing anything new about mundanes, really.]

That is an interesting way of spinning it, certainly.

[deadsand]

[At first he stares uncomprehending, not truly seeing her.]