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ATTENTION ALL CITIZENS AND TRAVELLERS

A reminder that curfew is in effect between the hours of 10:00PM and 6:00AM. All outdoors activities during these hours are strictly prohibited, including but not limited to:
fornication on rooftops.
Please be mindful of the time when playing hide the snake in public spaces.

This has been a courtesy reminder from your loyal City Patrol: keeping an eye on the sky so that you don't have to.

[ ooc; river will be staying anon unless otherwise noted. feel free to threadjack at will! and for the record, this is totally canon. ]

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[ ooh. ]

oxymoronic. but you have a half.

Yeah, I suppose this is more my human half talking right now. I'm not all demon after all. Still ironic.

are you expected to be?

That depends on who you ask. People that know me know better. People who don't expect me to be a demon, assuming they recognize what I look like.

what do you look like?

[Hey, lookie! Horns, red hair, red eyes, tail lashing in the background. She pulled up a lip to show a fang before shrugging.]

A demon. Used to have wings before I got here. Thaaat was a long damned story, how I lost them.

[ oh. fair is only fair. river turns her own feed on, though most of her face is obscured by her hair draping forward as she leans in close, trying to get a closer look at sam through the video. ]

I like stories. Especially ones that surprise you.

[Oh, hello there. The weird one with the funny way of talking that she didn't usually talk to. She'd kind of thought River had disappeared, though they never really crossed paths.]

mmm, this one wouldn't surprise you, but there's a bit to it. How much do you know about governments deciding they needed control over anyone with special gifts or powers?

[If only Sam knew...]

[ -- it makes her sit up again and blink, staring wide. it's funny. she should laugh. she very nearly does - but instead, she just cocks her head to the side after a second. ]

I know a little.

[ a ... little ... ]

We had a fight over that where I came from. Lots of people with weird powers, like the house ones here, only a lot more varied and a lot more powerful in some cases. Well, some of them wanted everyone to register and work for the government and others wanted to be free to do their own thing.

Me? I didn't hear about any of that crap until after some masked creep with a scythe started chasing after me. I have to say, if there's any way not to be introduced to global politics, it's having some jackass chase you with a glowing blue weapon in their hands.

[ she listens, enraptured by sam's every word, but she bodily flinches away at the the word 'blue'. chased by a weapon. to put you where you belong. her expression pinches and her voice is small, shaky like a child too scared to speak up to an authority figure. ]

Did they take your wings?

Well, not exactly take. More like cut off and destroy. There was an order to bring in everyone not registering with this group, by force if they had to. Apparently lethal force was authorized, so the guy was trying to kill me.

That scythe of his cut my wings right at the back, and its magic made it so they couldn't regenerate normally. [She grunted sourly.] I was already flying away from him at the time, so that put me in for a hard landing when he couldn't grab me right afterwards. I set off an explosion with a spell to make it look like I'd died in the crash and hid myself with another.

It was a damned close call either way. Never did pay that son of a bitch back for that, even after the war was finished.

It's smart, to play dead. Most folks don't realize the dead still have tales to tell. Do you need his eyes too?

No, no. I'd settle for kicking his ass, but the Wave snapped him up, last I'd heard, so that won't happen until he re-appears and there's a lot who never did.

[ she thinks about it for a second and then says quite seriously: ]

I need a glossary for your stories.

[ she would like to order ten copies please and thank you. ]

Yeah, sorry. I forget that a lot of people don't understand. Weird stuff happened in my world, a lot of it. [She sighed.] What did you not understand?

[ in the whole host of questions she could ask, river thinks about it for a minute and decides one is most important: ]

Did you fly?

Yeah. I wasn't actually that good at it, since I didn't fly very often. Really visible, makes you a big target. But I could definitely fly.

[ this is the literal actual best answer, and it shows on her face. ]

Can we get them back? Your wings.

No, what that guy did ... they don't exist anymore, just the scars. It's hard to explain, but even regeneration couldn't bring them back. They just aren't there.

[ oh. she deflates, visibly distressed on sam's behalf, and chews on her lip with something she oughta say. fair is fair. ]

They took hers too. Not - I didn't fly, but I had wings. I could have. I wanted to.

[ it's not the same and she knows that, but. there are parallels. she keeps chewing her lip. ]

Got too close to the Sun and they - they burned them away. Made sure it wouldn't heal. Yields better results when it's torn right open.

[ not exactly what the reports said, the truth mixed up in metaphors and fairytales, but she remembers it all. the chewing stops and she looks at sam with the sun still burning behind her eyes. ]

But I'll fly anyway. I will. And you can too, if you want to. I want to.

I'm... not sure we're talking about the same thing, but... I hope you get to one day, whatever you mean. [She wasn't sure. The metaphor wasn't obvious or clear-cut, but it was still obvious something had been taken away.]

I don't mind not flying. It's the 'phantom' feel that they should be there that's irritating, and the bones underneath the scar tissue can feel weird sometimes. No, I'd rather not. Up in the air, you're a target. My real flight is my magic.

That I still have.

[ this seems to appease her; she even smiles and perks up, intrigued again. more magic! ]

But not here.

Not here, though I've been figuring out the magic they have here a little. Runes and potions and the like. It's not the same, but it's close, so I don't feel completely useless.

Can I see? The closest we ever got were stories and classified documents.

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