maskormenace | video; the road not taken

[ Sitting before the screen is Kitty Jones...or, well. A girl who looks like Kitty. A girl who sort of looks like Kitty. Because whereas Kitty Jones tends to be cute, this girl is flawlessly, sleekly elegant - fiercely beautiful in a way that only very expensive haircuts and very expensive cosmetics can accomplish. Her bearing is different - unsmiling, haughty, eyeing the camera with contempt - and her accent, too, is altered - posh, educated, a little drawling. She speaks in a low and authoritative voice, beginning straightaway with no hesitation. ]

Since quite a few people are having a bit of trouble with this, I'd like to first introduce myself, so that no one calls me anything silly. My name is Medea LeFay. I'm a Junior Undersecretary with the Ministry for Internal Affairs. Some of you may think I have some other name, but I have reason to believe that the creature that resembles me was actually a demon taking my face in an attempt to slander and discredit me.

[ She...actually has reason to believe that the creature was in fact some other version of her, but, well...best to try to spread a bit of misinformation, to reduce the possibility that anyone will try to use the name Kitty Jones to cast harmful magic on her. ]

Second - [ She tosses her head, flipping her perfect glossy hair over her shoulder. ] I have been made to understand through my research and investigations that events such as those which have befallen us, with memory-alterations or dimensional displacement, are often followed by an attack by some foreign power or dissident group. My home is adequately warded, and as a magician of the first order I am thoroughly prepared and able to defend it. If an attack comes, any who find themselves in need of sanctuary may find refuge with me.

[ And doesn't that seem like an attractive offer? Because this girl seems like someone who would be so fun to spend time with. So fun. ]

And third...I have heard speculation that these changes have been brought about by magical means. As I stated, I am a magician myself, and have no knowledge of any spells that can cause confusion of this sort. What evidence do we have that magic is at its root? Any who have knowledge of this, speak; I charge you.

[ Then a beat. ]

And fourth...My home seems to be infested with these - small creatures. Crab-like, but with colorful shells. They seem to be pets. What are they, and how does one care for them?

[ what a nice-seeming young lady this is. ]

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And so where did this human form come from, dragon? Are you a shape-changer?

My name is Aurican and I arrived in this body. Why are you asking me these things?

Because I want to know if you're a danger.

How can I be a danger? I just got here!

Because demons - beasts like that - will rend people limb from limb if they're not bound and contained. They will consume humans. And you might be the same.

You are thick. I told you, I eat bats!

It's possible to eat multiple things.

[ And that's when Aurican begins to feel a twinge of unease. It's the same sensation that Aurican felt when he realized that even catching and eating six bats was not enough for Aurican's growing appetite. It was the sensation that felt pressing, like the grotto has become too small and urgency has begun to thrum in their minds. It was why Aurican and Darlantan explored the Darkness Beyond in the first place.

However, Aurican is also starting to think this human is not going to understand. Or even try to attempt to understand. She - Aurican thinks the human is a she - is not even going to try. She takes everything for granted on this world around her, while Aurican only knew darkness and stone. ]

You don't eat things that can talk!

{ It would be like eating a nestmate. If bats were self aware enough to speak, he probably wouldn't be able to eat them. ]

No? I've known creatures that would. That happily snap up human beings if they're given a chance.

I'm not like them! I don't even know what you are talking about!

So you claim, at least. Dragons are rather famous, as I understand it, for their savagery and hunger.

Well, at least it's easy to tell you are going to be famous for being cruel.

Cruel? What have I said to you that is cruel?

You keep insisting of telling me of what I might be, even though I'm telling you otherwise. You don't care about what I say at all, because you don't intend to. My nestmate Blayze was quick to insult and spit acid at me but even he knew when to stop.

I am not a human and I lived in cave all my life, but even I know when to stop hurting others. You should do the same.

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So tell me, how long did it take you to learn how to be self-righteous and preachy? Or is that something native to your species?

If suggesting kindness is self-righteous to you, then I am sorry you haven't got any nestmates to teach you otherwise.

Suggesting kindness? I think you mean sniveling about how I'm so bad.

I wish I know the way to prove myself to you how I'm not terrible. But I'm starting to think you are willing to kill me. Am I wrong?

[ Well, that escalated quickly. ]

Do I have a reason to?

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