THE WARDEN AND NIGHTRIDER ARE HERE (D170)

[osteothropy]

[Sans is blue.]
[Lambert is dark red.]

[ Supervisor’s Channel ]

All right. [ Lambert’s voice is brisk and business-like, for once, though it still has that familiar edge of sarcasm to it. ]

Okay. [Sans is here, too.]

I’ll get to the point. You know the next stop’s not like our usual. [ To say the least. A beat, before he continues: ] Keep an eye on your people. Make sure they’re actually following the rules, not freaking out and getting us all into shit.

[ That feels like a tall order, though, under the circumstances. ]

That goes for you, too. Keep your head on straight. Any problems or troublemakers you can’t handle on your own, let me or Sans know. This isn’t a performance stop -- if anyone who works for you is assigned to patrol or the nightrunners, they answer to us first.

Speaking of ‘keeping your head on straight’... some of you might remember a certain stop we had a ways back where a few certain someones almost got the guillotine for failing to abide by a similar set up of stuffy royal standards. Let’s not have a repeat of that, cause from the sounds of it the RM might not be able to save you this time.

If you don’t know what I’m talking about, this is your opportunity to remain blissfully ignorant.



[ Public Channel ]

[ Lambert’s voice is terse, and irritable: ]

Our next stop’s called Heartstone Manor. We’re going to go over some ground rules to make everyone's life, especially mine, a lot easier.

[Sans is also here.]

The RM has already covered a lot of this in her announcement, but it is officially our jobs to make sure that it sinks in. Dealt with True Fae before? Then you know this isn’t a joke. Yes, your fashion sense and table etiquette are now a matter of life and death. This is me, Sans, telling you to take this seriously. Hopefully that means something to you.

To summarize the gist of what was said, here are some basic RULES. The Nightrider and I will be watching. So, even if the Prince doesn’t catch you, we will.

[Sans recites “The Rules” like he’s just whipped out a pair of reading glasses and is quoting them from an official document:]

DO:

• Follow the daily schedule
• Follow dress code
• Be polite to The Prince and his servants
• Keep your radio on you

DON’T:

• Whine about everything
• Seed rebellion or talk about rules breaking on the network
• Make any deals or promises to other fae servants
• Lay any hard disses on The Prince, ever, under any circumstances
• Don’t sweat the small stuff: this is gunna grate on a lot of us, so just focus on the end goal… which is not dying

Don’t mess it up.

That, too.

Comments

[whattaprick]

Yeah. So it might be worth looking into whether there's anything we can do to speed things up.

Who said I wasn't going to complain? I just gotta do it politely.

[stillwinningthehardway]

Instead of postponing the inevitable, you want to jump right in? I'm sure that will end well.

You can do that? Prove it.

[whattaprick]

[ Well, no time to practice like the present. Now, how would Vesemir do it ...? ]

Now, Miss Esterhazy, since you're such an intelligent and considerate young lady, you know perfectly well what I meant and understood that's not what I was suggesting. Unfortunately, I'm almost completely certain the Prince's servants might not share our sense of humor, so perhaps you're better off not trying to amuse them. Really, you can do better.

[ Lambert as a schoolmarm: not a pretty sound. ]

[stillwinningthehardway]

[Here's the most earnest chirp she can manage:]

Now, I appreciate that you were raised in a rough-and-tumble manner, which you've done your very best to overcome. You can't be blamed for thinking of sarcasm as an obscure art.

But in fact lots of people know it, Master Lambert! It's a poor defense after giving offense. Do you have other ideas?

[whattaprick]

I think, by now, we all know form trumps intent where the fae are concerned. I, for one, don't want to meet my end because someone decided to take a joke literally.

Words have power, so maybe we should all strive to use them as little as humanly possible.

[stillwinningthehardway]

How... professorial.

Let's dig out those mushi that made you mute and just sprinkle them around. That's one problem solved.