wooliefrand | Clover Calling

[ shuffles ]

I, uh. Could turn it on from a distance...

[ surprise lol he's telekinetic ]

…save that ability in case we need to turn it off quickly.

[ He inspects the TV for any suspicious wires or attachments but he’s not going to look that closely before he switches it on. ]

[yall lol

THE TV TURNS ON AND.........it's showing a camera feed? An office of sorts. Nice mahogany desk, bougie fancy chair, a familiar wolf walking by with a martini in his gloved paw--wait what?

He pauses mid step, staring at the screen, muttering something like ". . .the feed came on?"

And then he's slamming a hand on the desk.]

Clover.

[ .............. REALLY? ]

Ceo! Hey! [ casually, lol. ] Were you expecting us?

... So! Hi!

Nice to see you again, hope you've been doing great.

We ain't here to cause trouble.

[ This Time ]

[ doesn't want Ceo to notice him, so he stays quiet and still, but is absolutely thinking:

"They're here to cause trouble." ]

[ he is holding the body like a perfect gentleman. for now.

he does step forward so he's hopefully?? visible. ]

Think yer gonna wanna listen.

[ looks low-key baffled. was he relying on them to turn on the TV for the feed to activate??? what kind of spy tactic is that???

does not blurt this out like an idiot. ]

—Yeah, what they said. Nice to meet you.

[ He waves cheerily once the TV switches on and then leans out of the way, so Hannya and the body can be in frame. ]

We’ve got an offer for you.

[he doesn't even recognize at least one of these Clovers. Maybe Clovers are the true weeds!!

He snorts, narrowing his eyes over his glasses (purple this time).]

I was expecting someone. Thieves always return to the scene of the crime, and I knew you bastards wouldn't resist a button dangled in front of you.

But I didn't think you'd be stupid enough to drag my sister's body out into the open.

[on his end, he snaps his fingers.

On their end, they'll hear distant howls all around. Should they look out the dusty, barred up windows, they'll find dozens of shadowy masked wolves surrounding the building. They aren't moving to attack though. Not yet.]

Now just what kind of offer do you think I'd ever take from you?

[ Briefly, her eyes turn toward the windows; this isn't terribly surprising, but she'd rather fight a bunch of wolves than Ceo, honestly. ]

Is it really that stupid? We're not interested in a fight—we're here to negotiate with you.

We're willing to give you her body back, but we want information from you. How's that sound?

The more information, the more likely you are to get her back! You have my word as someone with a sibling complex.

We'd rather not keep fightin' about it, so...

Lyra, do you really think that's something you want to use in negotiations?

[ he has nothing useful to say, he's just staring at Ceo with clear second-hand embarrassment. he really was relying on them to press the button???

are you a cartoon character sir????

(his gaze does flick to the wolves, but like. Ceo are you okay??) ]

…those are cute glasses. The purple suits you better.

[ His gaze flicks up to note the wolves around him, but much like Spinel he’d also rather fight Ceo’s henchmen so it’s not as bad as it could be. Yet. ]

You can consider it an opportunity for a truce, if you’d like. I’m sure you’d rather get us out of your hair than risk us ruining more of your plans, wouldn’t you?

I’m sure we’ve proven ourselves more than capable of that by now.

[he's staring at the screen, expression flat yet confused as they banter.]

Sibling complex. . .?

[wolf math meme face.

he shakes it off though, baring his teeth slightly.]

A truce? Please. You've practically committed a war crime. And what possible information could I have for you? For all I know, I tell you something, and you drive off with her yet again.

If I must cut my losses, it'd be far more satisfying to tear you to shreds. I'd rather destroy her body myself than let your dirty hands do so.

[ Ooooh, there's a lot she could say here right now, but she bites back her tongue. ]

So it's not enough to give our word we don't do that, huh? I'd give you a pinky promise, but you don't seem to be here.

[ She gives the others present a look; a little don't say too much right now glance. ]

... But whatever you decide on, I can promise you that killing us is not something you want to do right now.

No one asked you Warden!!!

Anyway, sibling complexes are when you just really love your sibling maybe a little too much! Like me with my brother Cygnus! But it's fine and people should stop judging me for it!

And what Spinel said.

[ eyes Lyra...help ]

We don't break our promises.

[ he's not a Clover, this ain't about him. but also if Lyra does not stop talking about being a sibcon, death will be a blessing. ]

[ one,

two, to Lyra: ]

There's nothing wrong with loving your sibling, anyway. It's only "too much" for the people that don't understand.

[hold please

hold

hold

. . .

Ceo's fur suddenly bristles all over.]

It's not--it's not like that. I.

[LORD. drags a paw down his face and downs his martini before tossing the glass]

I don't need to explain my motives or relationship to any of you. Out of respect for her memory, I will allow you to pitch me exactly what information you want.

And if it's as futile as I predict, that house will be flooded with wolves on my word.

[ CAN WE PLESE STOP EDUCATING THE WOLF ON SIBCON. GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY.

Ahem. ]

Like I said, it might be in your best interest not to lay a finger on us. After all...

[ A brief pause follows. 'Hey, play back those words for me again—gotta get it juuust right. ... Okay, got it.' ]

It's not just her, y'know—we have have him too. He's not gone.

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