IC RADIO CONTACT

[starseedling]

✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 123.78383
DESCRIPTION: Steven will be fairly quick to answer, on average, but it's also entirely possible that he'll forget his radio or get distracted from answering.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Mailbox on Door
DESCRIPTION: It's wooden and a little crooked but Steven is gradually covering it in sequins and jewels.

Comments

[whattaprick]

[ Lambert pauses, thinking. ]

She might. Maybe not alone, though. Did you want to?

[starseedling]

I still have my powers from Portland... so...

[He shrugs his shoulders helplessly on his side of the radio.]

If I could interact with it, then she could too, right?

[whattaprick]

I think anyone who's part plant could. Syrlya turned it into a sword and used it to kill the Prince.

[ Probably not helping, Lambert. ]

But ... he said that it might be possible for it to take other shapes. You talk to plants, right?

[starseedling]

Yeah, kinda... Especially the faerie ones. They tended to have the most to say, anyway...

[He spent a lot of his time looking after faerie plants when he was trapped in the gardens.]

[whattaprick]

All right. If you're willing to talk to it, I'll ask her.

Who do you want with you, if she says yes?

[starseedling]

Um...

...You could come? Since, I'm already talking to you about it and stuff! And you're the Nightrider. That makes sense, right?

[whattaprick]

[ Well, its nice to know someone has faith in him. However: ]

I don't understand much about the fae or fae magic. And this is a pretty powerful artifact. If there's a risk that it's dangerous, I might not be able to do anything to help.

[ Them's the facts, buddy. ]

But I'll be there if you want me to be.

[starseedling]

I know...

[He speaks with the tone of a weak smile.]

I don't think anyone really knows what to do about this stuff.

[whattaprick]

Some still have a better idea than others. I'd feel better if I ask a few other people to come.