Voice Test - Canon is Sleepy Hollow

[pickitywitch]

I cannot say I enjoy your humor as much as you do. [She motions at the username vaguely.] I fear many will take the word "witch" poorly and you know I have never harmed anyone. Convincing Ichabod was difficult enough; must I now convince beings from different worlds?

You ask too much of me.

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mun just watched that movie for the first time yesterday

[notmonsters]

Might be surprised at what people are willing to accept if you give 'em a chance.

it's one of my faves.

[pickitywitch]

That reasoning will only lead in one direction.

How do you feel about witchcraft?

I loved it. It had a lovely story and visuals!

[notmonsters]

[Hulk blinks, that's not what he expected, but he is rather close friends with the Sorcerer Supreme in his world.]

Guess it depends on what it's used for--helping people, or hurting people?

Tim Burton has fun with darker settings.

[pickitywitch]

I would never use it to hurt another. [That is said pointedly.] The only spells I have used personally have been to protect my family.

[notmonsters]

[Hulk grins, appeased. He thought you seemed nice.]

Then we've got no problem with you.

Now, how do you feel about giant green rage monsters?

[pickitywitch]

Many things in this world could be used for good or ill. Intention is always important.

[She tries to determine what exactly he means.]

Giants don't frighten me unless they are in some dangerous or deadly rage. Green is a nice color.

Are you referring to yourself?

[solifugae]

Bold announcement. Lynch mobs are deaf to reason, their world view is limited. Fortunately mine isn't.

[pickitywitch]

Thus why I have kept it secret for so many years.

Is that so?

[solifugae]

Leaving the safety of secrecy, huh.

Yeah. I've seen enough of life to believe you. Have you been at your craft long? You're still young.

[pickitywitch]

It cannot be helped.

Since I was a child. My mother practiced it and I have taken after her. Unfortunately, she has passed.

[solifugae]

There's usually a choice. Did someone force your hand?

I'm sorry to hear that, still you're committed despite the risk. I admire that.

[pickitywitch]

My Mun. She chose an interesting name for me.

One should be true to themselves.

[solifugae]

[ What is oneself, their linage? It's an abstract expression, but he understands her meaning well enough. ]

Trouble is candor carries a price. If I were true to myself you would wish to run. Like you I have secrets.

[pickitywitch]

Everyone has secrets. Some of them are innocent and others are not.

[She won't hold it against him prematurely.]

[solifugae]

Why don't I tell you?

[ It's only courteous that's he's forthright with her in return. The man steps forward, a little closer than necessary. He leans and the crest of his forehead touches hers. ]

I'm someone who drinks blood.

[pickitywitch]

If you deem it -

[Her eyes widen and she freezes, looking confused. Her hands ball in her skirt as she thinks quickly.]

Does my blood appeal...? I would rather it didn't.

[solifugae]

[ He lifts a hand and ushers a lock of hair from her temple. His expression hard to parse until he smiles. ]

It appeals very much.

[ His hand falls, though he remains in her sphere. ]

But I can subdue my desires.

[pickitywitch]

[She isn't one to jump to conclusions - not anymore. Things are always more complicated than they seem and even the most trusted can prove to be deadly enemies. It might seem strange that she doesn't run, but she has grown braver since encountering the Horseman and her step-mother.]

Is it the only thing you can drink? It must be difficult for you.

[solifugae]

[ She stays because she can run. Her mind would be set had he deprived her of that option. The question has the young man smile and slowly shake his head ]

It's not hard at all. You see overpowering people is easier than holding on to them. That's much more complicated.

[pickitywitch]

[His answer earns a step back and she grabs the star pendant resting against her chest.]

So you have chosen to be lazy about it.

[solifugae]

[ She may speculate on his moral standing but his history is unknown to her. ]

You assume I find the former preferable, yet you stand unharmed.

[pickitywitch]

The future is nothing if not change. [She steadies herself.] I have seen a being of darkness slay before and I never imagined he existed.

Have a [straaange] version of the Horseman! :P

[ridesheadless]

Personally I always thought witches were strong forces of feminism. But then again it was indeed a witch who cut my head off so I can't say as I'm a fan overall...

But as to the latter, they always ask and expect too much of us, you might as well get used to it.

:D Welcome!

[pickitywitch]

Feminism? [The word is confusing to her.] You've...lost your head?

[This is bringing back fearsome memories.]

My curiosity might sustain me.

[ridesheadless]

Female strength. It's something men seem to take joy in oppressing.

[She smiles, tipping her head and showing the scar around her throat.]

Yes, a witch cut off my head and put it back on.

[pickitywitch]

I have noticed that women can oppress one another too. [It's a complex issue, which has no inkling of coming close to that scar.] The witch who beheaded you...

What is her name?

[ridesheadless]

They can. You're not wrong.

[Alleyne taps her scar and gives a strange little smile.]

I didn't really get a chance to ask questions. She just didn't seem too happy with me when she found out I couldn't bring her dead lover back to life. So she cut my head off.

[pickitywitch]

[A dead lover... So it can't be...]

My step-mother stole the head of a mercenary and forced him to do her bidding. I thought perhaps the stories were similar.

[ridesheadless]

Ahh...a witch she was too, eh?

But it seems similar enough. She took my head and controlled me for a while - anyone who holds the Horseman's head controls the Horseman.

[Sound familiar enough?]

She sewed a new head on in its place so I didn't look too out of place, and when the opportunity came, I took it back.

[pickitywitch]

One that depended on the black arts, I'm afraid.

[No fainting. She purposefully breathes deep, though she's pale.]

Yes, that... That is how it is done. I think it a cruel spell.

Whose head...?

[ridesheadless]

Ah, well aren't you lucky...so I take it you disapprove of the dark arts then?

[She tries not to chuckle at how pale the girl becomes.]

I think 'cruel' is a generous word for it. I'm not sure where she got the head, she just kind of stuck it on there. For all I know she conjured it herself.

WELL WELL WELL

[malleusveritatis]

But now that I am convinced, you know I would defend your reputation to anyone. Do not avoid the truth about yourself. Others may assume the worst of you only because people have not been truthful with them about what you are.

Besides, I...I happen to...like it. The title. { Of course you do, Ichabod. It comes as close to the concept of a fond memory as anything pleasant that's ever happened to you could. Which isn't a common occurrence. }

<3!

[pickitywitch]

That I do not doubt in the least! [Her smile is warm and welcoming as she stretches out her hands.] There are so many tales. Even angels can be good or bad.

[Oh ho. It definitely brings up nice memories.]

She was the first to greet you with a kiss.