Skipping Stones (OPEN)

[kismet]

She couldn’t help it.

Granted the green eyed nimbus hadn’t tried very hard to resist the temptation…oh temptation! Sweet and sinister whispering so many sweet ways to fill the boring hours…how could she resist? Maybe there was something aside from pompous posturing to her mother’s claim they came from a fae known as a goddess of chaos…well the mighty had certainly fallen hadn’t they? Not that the curly red haired creature cared much for history or records of beings so far gone their bone dust had long since scattered. The present was the problem! Boring, orderly, and so very dull…

At least it had been until she’d spiced things up!

Alas, experience had taught the nimbus that when a goblin finished beating the shit of another goblin it was wise to not be around. Partly because you could never be sure the thumping had sated the foolish beasts blood lust and second…well Kismet had a habit of being the cause of those fights. Goblins could rightly be called idiots hald the time…but it didn’t take a genius to tear off your head.

So chuckling under her breath the nimbus pulled up the hood of her red colored cloak and made herself scarce. Those graceful steps picking up their gleeful pace when shouts and snarls rang louder behind her. Oh boo! What if she missed something good? But reminding herself that trouble well made is its own reward the pale red haired woman followed twists and turns…

And was lost.

For a moment Kismet felt the faintest bit of annoyance. How had she ended up here? Wherever here was… yet the glittering quartzite walls and the mass of magical unnatural trees was a pleasing enough sight. So easily enough Kismet made her way through the network of trees, content that a little bit of chaos had found her for a change. Empty and echoing the cavern was beautiful and little cryptic….though Kismet preferred the heated whispering heart pounding of a crowd it was a nice change. For the moment at least, she kicked a stone and sent it soaring into the darkness.

“I’m ready to be amused now” the nimbus ordered to no one and nothing. She wasn’t really expecting an answer as she kicked another stone. But good things came to those who demanded! Or was it blackmailed? Ordered? She couldn’t recall…

[Saalyn]

For Saalyn, one of the many benefits of having a hyena for a mantel was good night vision—a quality that was quite handy when patrolling the dark caverns of the Unseelie Court. In light of the recent events she had found herself caught up in, the recently appointed Niceven had taken to roaming the passageways of the Unseelie caves from time to time. It wasn’t within her job description to do such. In fact, Saalyn could have easily appointed just about anyone within the kingdom to perform the task instead, but a certain sense of assurance came with doing something by oneself, a sureness that let her continue believing that her Court was still safe from the Drow and their possible Sluagh counterparts, at least for the time being.

She had been padding around in the dark for the better part of two hours now, tacking a section of the caverns she had yet to explore in her last two escapades, but once again finding no trace of any unwanted guests. It was a comforting sign, even if it was but a small one. Just because she did not find anything within the Unseelie walls did not mean that the Drow were not creeping closer to her home. Saalyn felt that an attack was inevitably in the future. It could be tomorrow or a month from now, but it would come.

No sooner had she felt that today’s was just another uneventful patrol, Saalyn heard a noise echo from down the hall, and a small stone bump against her front paw. Perhaps she had spoken too soon, she though as she sniffed at the thing, but upon hearing a voice, she immediately switched back into her sidhe form just in time for another rock to come tumbling her way, only this one she stopped under the toe of her heel-clad foot. The voice had sounded like a woman, and by what she had said, Saalyn deducted that she was no Sluagh or Drow. It was under these assumptions that the blonde sidhe stepped forward, eventually emerging out of the darkness with her arms crossed over her chest, ruffling the white blouse and large black and white striped bow she wore.

The light helped to reveal the mysterious woman—a redhead with vibrant green eyes. Saalyn left a few paces between them as she stood at the edge of the darkness seeping out from the natural bend in the passageway behind her. “Then perhaps you would like to tell me why you are disturbing the peace here in such an inelegant manner,” she quipped at the stranger, one brow raised slightly as her eyes stared into the other woman’s expectantly. Casually she crossed her legs at the ankles, her black, knee-length pencil skirt revealing her calves, the muscles relaxed despite her confronting a complete stranger alone in the cave. “If you would like to be amused, you can always refrain from answering and force me to escort you to the Hall of Mortality to extract your reasoning from you. Or perhaps that would only be amusing for me?”

OOC: Hope you don’t mind me jumpin’ in