You were unconscious, A soft, timid voice cuts into Donnie's mind. And it was fae-made. Your brother got what he asked for, nothing more.
Grusa sighs with a dark chuckle."Everything is a product to someone. What you stole held information I wanted on an elf of... importance."
Grusa pushes off the table and slowly walks towards the pair. It's like watching a living, breathing storm cloud whos eyes burn bright, as if lit by lightening itself. "Now, I've thought long and hard about what I'd do to you thieves. At first, I thought I might kill you. Simple. Clean. Use your cooling bodies in my art. Then I thought I'd give you to my students, but Maeb married my star student off-"
"Queen Maeb," the red cloaked figure corrects, and both Rock and Donnie finally place him: Tezca, Queen Maeb's Psychic Champion from the Grand Wild hunt.
"Queen Maeb, then. But the rest aren't as talented. Then I thought about handing you to my Gardeners... But... no." Grusa stops before them, eyes bright with malicious glee as the fae stares at Donnie. "You're related to the Leonardo of the Hunt. It took some digging, but... And you..."
Lightning laced eyes switch to Rock. "Most AIs are built in sets. Don't you think it would be funny if you turned on your own?"
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Date: 2025-06-19 01:50 pm (UTC)Grusa sighs with a dark chuckle."Everything is a product to someone. What you stole held information I wanted on an elf of... importance."
Grusa pushes off the table and slowly walks towards the pair. It's like watching a living, breathing storm cloud whos eyes burn bright, as if lit by lightening itself. "Now, I've thought long and hard about what I'd do to you thieves. At first, I thought I might kill you. Simple. Clean. Use your cooling bodies in my art. Then I thought I'd give you to my students, but Maeb married my star student off-"
"Queen Maeb," the red cloaked figure corrects, and both Rock and Donnie finally place him: Tezca, Queen Maeb's Psychic Champion from the Grand Wild hunt.
"Queen Maeb, then. But the rest aren't as talented. Then I thought about handing you to my Gardeners... But... no." Grusa stops before them, eyes bright with malicious glee as the fae stares at Donnie. "You're related to the Leonardo of the Hunt. It took some digging, but... And you..."
Lightning laced eyes switch to Rock. "Most AIs are built in sets. Don't you think it would be funny if you turned on your own?"