Lastly came Winter cloathed all in frize

[rules_winter]

[There appears to be fog or steam rising up around the woman as she appears on screen, in reality it's because behind her is a field of ice leftover from when she froze the water coming out of the pod so she could walk across it without getting wet. Her hair is down, all adding the the abnormal lack of color and making the dark lips and shifting colors in her eyes even more obvious. Her eyes are only sort of in the direction of the screen because she is holding the brochure in her other hand, flipping it over to see if there is any more explanation for whatever god had the audacity to pull her away from what she was supposed to be. And only a god would have that ability because there was no way any humans even in large numbers could have managed the task against her will.]This is unacceptable.

[Gaze lifting from the device in her hand to the surrounding city the Queen looks... annoyed. Which isn't the best mood to have her in but isn't all that uncommon either.] Handmaiden. [Now that sounds more like a demand than a randomly thrown out word. And it is. She's calling for the Leanansídhe and is even more annoyed when the woman does not appear. She'd call for her Knight if she thought he wouldn't run the other direction just to be difficult, he generally had to be suborned into service. Her eyes narrow as she steps out onto a street with passing people and they barely seem to pay her any mind which is not common at all.] Creatures of this demesne, explain.

[And that's about the time things start going frosty all around her, it even crackles into the edges of the screen, icing up trees behind her and something cracks as it freezes so quickly then explodes in a shower of ice shards and wood. One of the lower branches of a tree off to her left side.]

Comments

[rules_winter]

[Heaven and God?] The Christian God? [The news is of interest to her though she doesn't seem all that cowed by it. It does garner her more respect that she might show to a lesser being. At least a god (even with a capital G) would understand the irritation of being taken from obligations.]

Kidnappings within kidnappings. How very excessive.

[Her eyes glint and she smiles slowly, a hint of sharp teeth visible for a moment.] I am as much a threat as you are.

[whos_this_bitch]

Yes. To the first two of your statements.

[And as for the third...] I am one of four city guardians, don't like shoes and I like to party. [This is her way of laying the cards out: She's not a threat. you know, so long as you're not doing anything too bad. the kidnappings are concerning, sure, but for the most part she's keeping up her modicum of 'no interference'. Unless, somebody ends up incurring wrath. Which, as of yet.... nothing that bad.]

[rules_winter]

[Now that is interesting. She hadn't met that particular deity yet but she'd always expected someone more touchy. Grumpy even. Partying was not among the list of expectations. Which means she isn't entirely certain God is really who she says she is.]

I see. And are you in the habit of throwing... parties?

[whos_this_bitch]

[If she knew what you were thinking, she'd be laughing. Everyone expects that.... or a big old guy with a beard. Actually, the old guy thing is probably the prevailing image.]

So far I have mostly attended, here, rather than throwing.

[rules_winter]

[The Christian God is rather known for His temper. It's an honest conclusion to draw.]

I see.

[whos_this_bitch]

[...He's also not known for being a woman, so there's also a thing she's going to be surprised to find out?]

I probably will at some point, however. Though, they obviously won't quite be up to the standard that I could achieve back in Heaven.

[rules_winter]

[Mostly god is just a sexless being in her mind so if He chooses to appear in a female form it just means He has discerning tastes. It just seems rude to call Him, It.]

Yes, I imagine being here can ... what is that term? Cramp your style.

[whos_this_bitch]

That's the term. And it's very true.

[rules_winter]

[Mab may have to ask God for more info on not wanting to smite everything in sight later. Because you know she's going to want to eventually.]

My grasp of colloquialisms are not quite up to today's standards.

We are brought here to serve what purpose? What, precisely are we expected to do?

[Frankly she would like to determine if it would be worthwhile to consider just doing whatever it is to get it over with or actually trying to find and punish responsible parties. Her fingernails sharpen just at the thought of punishing someone for such utter presumption, bringing such beings as They against their will.]

[whos_this_bitch]

We seem to be expected to settle down, by the information left to us. However, I'm also starting to suspect that's the exact opposite of what they want. [A game]

[rules_winter]

It is not in our natures to settle down. Hmmm. [She's already looking for loopholes anyway. Mab isn't precisely one to take it lying down.] And what makes you believe their desires are counter to their words?

[whos_this_bitch]

If you were to steal creatures away with no warning and tell them to do something, how likely is it that they will do so? Or would you more expect them to do the opposite, unless offering something in return?

Especially the humans, they can be the most stubborn of all creatures. [...It's fond in tone, even by text.]

[rules_winter]

[The look she gives the camera is something a that would terrify a lesser being. Probably not God but the smile is cold and amused. Because lets face it, when Mab steals someone away, Dresden aside, they do what they are told or they suffer.]

Deals are a specialty of my kind. But for those things stolen, it is not common to be given money and lodgings. [No generally it is death or slavery. Many creatures of Winter enjoy the taste of flesh. Faerie Queens though, cannot kill a mortal.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[She's unruffled enough to contemplate giving the semantics over being 'given' lodgings. But she decides against it.... for now. The deals thing is something she makes note of.]

However, it is common to give players in games certain provisions.

[rules_winter]

[Considering how very little Mab cares about cash it's pretty much giving her an apartment. Because unless she builds something later it's going to be hers or someone's going to have a very bad day.]

I suppose if playing a true game and the players are smart enough to request things occasionally they might be provided. [And she's been known to slow down the other team if she wants something accomplished by someone she toys with.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[It's still all semantics.]

Yes. Also, they have been powerful enough to trap me here, as well as limiting the power I have access to [Sort of. It's just to make a point, okay.] Which is the main thing that makes me think they want us to do more than just settle down. Being able to do that would mean they are capable of more than just bringing us in.

[rules_winter]

[Well she hasn't been able to open a way to get back home, that much is true. Which is abnormal. She has not yet tested her limits. This will need to happen soon. It would not do to misjudge her abilities.]

Capability does not determine probability. It seems they have time to draw us into whatever it is they are planning as they have no issue wasting it.

[whos_this_bitch]

True enough. [Whether or not she thinks or knows more is going to stay with her. She knows no more, but she still has had time to think about these things. But.... it wouldn't do to overshare with an unfamiliar. Thinking of which-] You know about me, but I would like to enquire about yourself. Who are you?

[rules_winter]

[That gets a pursed lips response. Faery Queens aren't so keen about direct questions. Generally gods in her world knew one another at least in passing. Even if they didn't get along. The Christian God mostly worked through his or her angels though. ]

I am the Queen of Air and Darkness, ruler of the Unseelie Court.

[whos_this_bitch]

[....]

Really? [It may be text, but even so, you should still be able to sense curiosity and slight excitement. After all, Unseelies and the Fae are mostly just myths and legends mostly on her earth. They're certainly not enough to have one such as yourself.] Your people are mostly stories, myths and imaginations where I am from. And you're the first I've heard from here. And this is why I can't just be angry about being brought here. [...But not so much she still can't throw in a pointed comment about you being mad, bro.]

[rules_winter]

We do not lie. [In polite people terms 'yes really']

Your servant, The Watchman, and I have... had mutual interests on occasion in my world. [It would be rude to say Uriel's Name but all the same he has a hand in her Knight's work.] In general we expect the human's to think of us as myths.

I have a Purpose in my own world and should this distraction interfere with that purpose, the results would be... less than pleasant. [Try catastrophic. Fae find balance and duty extremely important. Well, not so much important as absolutely necessary. It IS. And she thinks this should explain quite clearly her anger. In fact she might be narrowing her eyes a little trying to determine how God expects Her world to cope without Her.]

[whos_this_bitch]

[....The really was more rhetorical, but very good to know indeed.]

If you plan to interfere with the innocents that had nothing to do with our predicament - especially as they have had as much say in this as yourself- I will stop you. [You've given her fair warning, and she's returning the favour. Your anger is misplaced, and she's more than glad the fae is nothing but imaginations on her world if this is how they actually behave.] I have my own Purpose, here as well as at home. And I am not the only one that would make an effort to prevent you from throwing a temper tantrum.

[rules_winter]

[Her head tilts in a baffled, bird-like motion. God seems quite ready to fight about nothing at all. She's starting to look annoyed because that is about the third time God has threatened her in one conversation. Mab can deal with other beings of power with respect but she expects to get the same respect in return. And if they really did throw down, it would likely destroy the entire city and everyone in it. Which seems completely counter productive to God's intentions.

It doesn't help that God has misinterpreted her meaning. In her own world, the absence of Mab would mean the end of everything. Without Winter guarding the Outer Gates, the Outsiders would overrun the world and the end result would be Empty Night. There would be no survivors. Thus the results being less than pleasant. Which she thinks ought to concern God about her own world as well. Surely a Creator has some impact on how the world works and even more of an impact in Her absence. And Mab is annoyed enough with God's continued threats that she is not going to explain herself any more.]

A temper tantrum. It would seem this conversation has exhausted all usefulness. I take my leave. [God doesn't get the customary tip of the head in acknowledgement of another power, just another moment of annoyance while she looks for the power button until she finds it and turns the device off.]