Clover Calling

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Clover
WHERE: ????
WHEN: ?????

[ready to make some elicit DEALS?

Do so here!!]

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[wooliefrand]

[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.

[psynchroneyes]

[ 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.

[aididitmyway]

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.

[sweetsmarts]

[ eyes Lyra...help ]

We don't break our promises.

[jerkalope]

[ 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. ]

[failsaver]

[ 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.

[wooliefrand]

[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.

[psynchroneyes]

[ 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.

[sweetsmarts]

[ Since she said to back anything she said...Shade nods amiably. ]

[jerkalope]

[ despite the inner turmoil of not knowing what's going on, which he hates. hates it precious!! he can keep a completely blank face when needed. ]

[doggonemad]

[ tips his head to the side, grinning. ]

[failsaver]

[ fingers twitch. he wants to make a peace sign so badly but instead he just joins in with the smiling. smile gang. ]

[eonsadrift]

[ why are you all like this. ]

[ His smirk sharpens at Spinel’s words, but he merely nods. ]

…so perhaps you’d be willing to tell us a little more about your side of the story.

[wooliefrand]

[Even though he's staring at a screen. . .somehow. somehow. . .

It looks like he's staring directly at Spinel. He freezes up, not moving at all, eyes widening.]

What. . .are you. . .

[and then Zenith speaks up, snapping him out of it. He pinches the bridge of his nose, shaking his head. The wolves outside slow their approach.]

Apologies. You sheep certainly do have a knack for saying senseless things. Exactly what about "my side" could you possibly want to know?

[psynchroneyes]

[ Bingo, it would seem; hopefully that's the reaction Red wants, though it seems to have worked in their favor too, given how the wolves relent outside. ]

As much as we can. Why wouldn't we? You have to know by now we're foreigners in a world we hardly understand, and if we're going to make any progress here? We need to know you.

That's not all we're here for, but we can take it one thing at a time.

[aididitmyway]

Yeah! Exactly!

So it's honestly better to just work with us here. At least we want to know your side, right?

[jerkalope]

[ do I look like I'm a hostage by now? but genuinely nodding at wanting to know about Ceo. ]

[doggonemad]

We were serious when we said we weren't here ta throw down.

[failsaver]

Uh huh. Noooo throwin' down here!

[eonsadrift]

Like I said, we’re here to offer some kind of truce.

…but we know very little about you and what you’re even after. Perhaps you could enlighten us.

[wooliefrand]

[They can practically hear Ceo's sigh through the screen]

You all know the story. Those sheep started this whole mess, and spiraled this whole world into chaos. Now I've lost my sibling, my father, and hi-- [a pause. he growls, banging a fist into the desk. the air around them gets bitter cold.]

There's nothing else to say. All I want to do is protect what's left of this world. A truce? You can't be trusted. And you'd never trust me fully either.

So just tell me what you REALLY bloody want and give me that body back!

[psynchroneyes]

[ A response isn't immediate. Spinel gives the crew another sweeping look, considering, then exhales slowly, raising her hands as she relents. ]

Yeah, I suppose that's fair. Maybe we're past the point where that could happen.

Alright, here's what I want—the Priestess' second book. In exchange for her body, I'm taking that with me. Where is it?

[aididitmyway]

[Mmm... she gives a sidelong glance over to Spinel, but then nods. She's here to just back up Spinel, after all.]

[jerkalope]

Eh, who cares about trust when the fate of your world is at stake anyway? Both of you screwed up. You started this round of messes by kidnapping and negotiation, Clover decided taking a body and a truck was reasonable retaliation.

If everyone stayed mad over a little torture and misdemeanor crimes, we'd never get anything done. Look at me! I had to endure some community theater yakuza roleplay while they mauled my foot just [insert nebulous time] ago, and I'm still here trying to make sure negotiations happen. A truce keeps everybody's eyes on the prize.

[doggonemad]

[ moving in front of Shade and Warden, rolling his eye. ]

We're gettin' off track. Who gives a shit, let's get back ta brass tacks.

[ shrugs! then tips his head to the side. ]

Seriously, though. We'd also like ta know 'bout where ta find some wolf sanctuaries. [ a beat. he glances back at Spinel briefly, then returns his focus to the feed. ] But the book is our priority.