Old muse piped up; bit of a voice test

[unfairfolk]

Well, well, well, it seems to be that time again. What time, you ask? Why the time when one's so hopelessly sidetracked by yours truly when a certain someone should be focusing on what she deems "more important matters."

And don't bother going on about how this was relatively unexpected. Do you really think I would continue to stay quiet after what you've done? I believe you severely underestimate me, Mundane Dearest. And after all this time of us being together, I would think you knew me better.

Oh well~. I suppose there's no time like the present to catch up. So tell me, just what have I missed?

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[kingofnightmares]

Perhaps it would have been better for you to stay quiet. Now you've gotten your mun's interest yet again. It only gets worse, as you probably already know.

[unfairfolk]

Oh, I know.

But unlike the common crowd, I'm usually the one making it "worse." It's quite fun if you ask me.

[kingofnightmares]

You're telling me you haven't had anything bad happen to you, in the past, under your mun's 'care'? Really?

I find that hard to believe.

[unfairfolk]

Briefly. However, I've long since convinced my mundane to refrain from such actions.

She knows better than to cross me.

[diamondsarentforever]

You....I sense great magic power within you. Greater than mine...

[unfairfolk]

Come now, don't sound so grim about that.

After all, I am a very old soul; I've had plenty of time to gather my magic. Though, the thought should cause excitement, not concern.

[Yanno, unless he takes a shining to someone; in which case, they best be prepared for spells and illusions of every shape and size.]

[diamondsarentforever]

[Noa gives him a formal bow, the type she learned from Japanese society.]

My apologies. I did not mean to come off as grim.

I am Noa, a sorceress. It's rare for me to come across someone else with magic, let alone the extent of magic you possess.

[unfairfolk]

[Well, at least she's not opting to stay a stick in the mud. That'll earn her some brownie points.]

You don't get out much, do you?

[witnessprotection]

Hey, why worry about more important matters when you can live in the now?

[Hedonism at its finest.]

Clearly, you should be flattered.

[unfairfolk]

That's precisely what I've been trying to tell her.

[Finally, someone who gets it.]

Not that she listens well.

[witnessprotection]

They never do, do they.

[He's fond of mortals and all, but damn, are they thick-headed sometimes.]

Let me tell you, though. Persistence? Pays off, pal.

[unfairfolk]

Rarely.

Oh, you don't need to tell me that. I've been in here long enough to have proven that for myself.

let me join you in the land of nostalgia and magic

[nypd]

It figures you'd be the first being she tosses me at.

yes please do; we can skip through a field of flowers and into the sunset filled with xanatos' ego

[unfairfolk]

What, you're not happy to see a familiar face?

You certainly are a strange human, Detective.

iiiii think she'd rather fall off a building again instead thanks

[nypd]

It's one I'm pretty wary of, no offense.

Re: let me join you in the land of nostalgia and magic

[reluctant_gargoyle]

I'd say better you than me, but mine tossed me too.

That and you being me.

[olympic_lion]

Now, unless I miss my guess and mistaking quite,
You are that merry wanderer of the night
Who loves him whimsy, or any mad prank
On those too pompous, or filled with swank-

Yet those who Goodfellow call you, or sweet Puck
You do their works, and they have good luck.

[Because when you've got one of the classics greeting another, a touch of style is called for, don't you think? It's been too long, old man!]

[unfairfolk]

You would not be wrong, I have to admit
To assume such a true statement about
This Puck. Indeed it is I, no half-wit
Can mistake, like an arrow to a clout.

Continue with th'obvious, go ahead;
Tis not flattering, but needless instead.

[Though Puck's words are a bit harsh, he's quite impressed that someone managed to create a snippet of a sonnet off the top of his head.]

Apologies for doggerel, it's midnight here

[olympic_lion]

[Even if bar tunes were more his 'thing', Herc could still belt out something with a bit more sophistication now and again!]

Such is the fate, one might suppose
that any might face, had they so chose
to lay themselves open to such a tongue's sting.

Yet is it really so needed to show biting wit
When much better fun might be had, than to pit
One's words 'gainst the Oldest of every Old Thing?

But then, it's long been a firmly-held bias of mine
To prefer a meeting shared with the juice of the vine.

[Care for a drink, Puck? He knows a few vintages that can compete with the fruits of Faerie.]

Must bother every Puck. Even if I'm late.

[lordoftheland]

Perhaps your continuing to stay quiet would have been preferable.

Shhh, it's fashionable. Bother him all you'd like!

[unfairfolk]

[And here Puck thought there wouldn't be a single face he didn't want to see.

He was wrong.]

As I told the detective, I'm not up to any trouble. You don't have to worry about me, my lord.

Please.

[Faes just wanna have fun, and this one isn't any exception.]

[lordoftheland]

[He scoffs.] A tale sure to change in a matter of minutes.

["Not up to any trouble" is basically Puck speak for "just give me thirty seconds to change that!" in his experience.]

[reluctant_gargoyle]

You staying quiet is always a good thing.

[unfairfolk]

And keep my mundane from feeling the slightest bit of excitement?

That hardly seems fair.

[reluctant_gargoyle]

As I recall, your brand of "excitement" tends to have... interesting results.