Eye Shadow

"Eye Shadow" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
Part One
==Summary==
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Sven was just about to settle into his lunch within the grand hall, when Dixie swooped down on his location like a diving falcon. His hands pressed flat on the table as he starred the boy down. Or, at least, Sven assumed he was staring him down. It was a little hard to tell at the moment. The man was dressed in his usual rich colored, and fabulously layered clothing. But on his face he had placed a pair of absolutely bonkers looking round sunglasses, where the lenses were so huge, they obstructed nearly the entire upper half of his head.
He tapped a finger in front of him in silence, and then drew a thin breath through his nose. “It’s a little much to get to the mainland right now for a professional’s opinion…and, as dear as Jari is, she’s busy, so you’ll do, now…be honest…and tell me…” 
Dixie leaned forward intently. “Do these glasses work with my outfit? Or, if they don’t, do they look good…at all?”
@lbigreyhound13
Sep 9, 2020
Sven widened his brown eyes at Dixie Donz as the man in front of him wore huge sunglasses on his face. The Heir found himself utterly speechless when the man first spoke to him. He had seen him around before, especially when he wanted to discuss Rebellion matters with his parents. 
“Uhhh…” Sven said before remembering that the man was asking him a question, “yeah…yeah…you look great, sir!”
Sep 9, 2020
Dixie was motionless for a moment, and then his hands slid off the table as he straightened. He seemed skeptical. He opened his mouth, closed it, and then pressed his finger tips together. “Perhaps I came on a little strong, or maybe I’m just cynical, but…” He pointed up at the glasses, which looked more like dinner plates that just happened to be bound  together with a string of metal. “You’re absolutely certain that these…right here…look good to you? Because you said, ‘you look great sir,’ which I know that, I always do…but I’m talking about these glasses, and how they look, and match, specifically…”
Sep 9, 2020
“Oh,” he shook his head chuckling, “I’m sorry, sir. Yes, they do look good. I mean…I know I’m not like my cousin, but even someone like me can see that they look pretty good. What are you using them for?”
Sep 9, 2020
The idea of a fashionable cousin almost caused Dixie to become sidetracked, but then he focused himself. “I uh…” He touched the edges of the glasses. “I’m not sure I believe you…but I’ll take your fashion preferences into consideration. As for their use well…I guess that requires a second option from you as well.”
The man took off the glasses, which revealed an….interesting, to say the least, mascara and eyeliner job. The edges of the black smears were stylized as best as Dixie had managed to make them, but at the end of the day, the sheer width of the material he had applied made him look like a raccoon. “Is…this…by any chance…and acceptable look as well?” 
Sep 17, 2020
“Ummm…” Sven squinted up at Dixie’s…makeover, “well, I…I don’t know…to be honest. I’ve never seen men wearing the black stuff on their faces. Why are you wearing it like that?”
Sep 17, 2020
Dixie gave a resigned sigh, and took out a small wooden box from his coat. He gave it a few brisk shakes, then popped it open, and took out a moistened cloth to dab at his eyes. “Oh well…I suppose it was worth a shot…” He cleaned away the makeup, which revealed a shiner of a black eye underneath. Dixie clicked the box shut and then rested a chin in his hand. “I guess I’ll just have to wait for this to fade on it’s own…it’s quite literally though, throwing off every single one of my outfits. I’m practically beside myself.” 
Sep 18, 2020
Sven rolled his eyes. “Okay, Mr. Donz…Dixie, sir, I have no idea what you want from me,” he said chuckling. “I’m just a teenager, I may be the son of a Chief and former rebel, but…just a teenager.”
Sep 18, 2020
Dixie hummed in acknowledgement and then sniffed. “That’s fair. A crisis of this generation in regards to fashion, but fair none the less.” He gingerly touched the corner of his swollen eye. “So what about tracking down ruffians? Have any experience in that? A handful of them lifted my coin and gave me this purple travesty of a bruise yesterday.”   
Sep 18, 2020
“Can’t say that I’ve done that before either,” Sven said now realizing what Dixie was trying to do with the glasses and the eye goop. “What happened? Are you okay?”
Sep 18, 2020
Dixie placed his fingertips to his brow. The motion was dramatic, but oddly fitting for the man. “I’m distraught.” He confessed. “I can’t find them anywhere. My checkbook is now wrong. And my face practically ruins any outfit I wear.” He grumbled into his arms as he leaned over on the table. “And biscuit is too busy right now to help.”
He suddenly bolted back up as he placed hands on either side of Sven’s shoulders, and gave him an invigorating shake. “Sven! Literally everyone else is on some kind of mission, I have been left alone with this tragedy! So it’s time, you and I are going out there! We’re going to track down the criminals Sven! As heir! As a warrior for humanity! It’s your civic duty!” 
Dixie was standing on the table now…
“Onward to justice! There isn’t a moment to lose! Come on Sven!” 
And then, with a clatter of plates, Dixie rushed for the doors. 
Sep 18, 2020
“Oh Hel…Mom, Dad, please save me…” Sven said as he slowly stood up from his seat and walked out the doors following Dixie. With any luck, it was a simple squabble that could be resolved in a few minutes, and he could just head home to meet up with his parents and sisters. 
Sep 21, 2020
The next thing Sven knew, he was standing in an alley as Dixie starred at the ground. The man motioned and pointed a little with his hand as he described the event. “I was encountered by three of them here. One yanked me into this alley, pulled out a knife and demanded my coin. I tried to reason with him, and asked if he simply needed help. You know…for a moment, I think I was getting through to him, but then his backup arrived. It was around that time the one punched me and the other robbed me. After that they took off…”
He huffed a sigh. “This is now…a crime scene…need of investigating…”
Sep 21, 2020
“Did you see what they looked like or recognize them at all?” Sven asked as he surveyed the area in the alley scanning it for any sign of anything out of the ordinary. 
Sep 21, 2020
Dixie tapped his chin. “The one that held me up was narrow, couldn’t have even been an adult, thick curly top of hair. The other two were adults, young, but adults none the less. They were…generic…horrible sense of fashion, but let’s be real that’s most people on this continent.”
He muttered a little more, and then clicked his fingers. “One of them, the one who punched me, had a tattoo. Choppy and garish on the back of his hand as if he had made it himself, the image of a pair of zippleback heads.” Dixie turned to Sven with a pointed finger. “Sven! Promise me this, if you see anyone, anyone, with that kind of tattoo, call me immediately. Or the authorities I guess.”
Sep 26, 2020
“Yeah, yeah, Dixie, of course, I promise,” Sven said nodding. As eccentric as Dixie seemed, he was still an ally of his parents and deserved some justice, and that was when an idea came to him. “Maybe we can get on my dragon and fly around for a bit. Mom will be back soon too, so she would be able to get people to keep an eye out.”
Sep 27, 2020
Dixie snapped his fingers. “Yes!” He said once as he marched to the front of the alley way again. As he walked, he was intercepted by Tornpike, who had been passing by. Dixie immediately hailed him. “You there! I’m looking for a scoundrel. Yea high, lean, curly frock of hair, accompanied by another with a zipplback tattoo.”
Tornpike, who appeared to have just been on his way home with some groceries, hesitated at the bold approach. “Oh well um…” he rolled an eye. “Actually…I think I saw some lads across the valley a bit ago setting up what looked like a camp that matched that description.”
“Perfect!” Dixie declared, and then paused as he peered across the town. “From across the valley you said? Your vision must be exquisite.”
“So I’ve been told…” Tornpike said, and then gave a nod to Sven. “Sven…” he greeted, and then glanced a quick look over at Dixie again, his expression one of someone who wanted to make sure the young heir wasn’t in bad company.
Sep 27, 2020
“Good to see you, Tornpike,” Sven said smiling and nodding. Grey wasn’t as close to Tornpike as she was to Stonegit, Haddock, Seasick, Greg, Warren, Asha, and Akkey. However, Tornpike was always welcomed to Haligan Island, and he’s met him a few times. “Umm...if my mom comes back, can you tell her I’m with Dixie?”
It was not that he didn’t trust Dixie, but he would’ve felt somewhat better with his parents around. They knew how to help and how to handle Dixie.
Not long after that, Sven found himself flying over the valley while Dixie peered intently down below for any signs of activity. “So…” He said as he watched. “Dealing with criminals and threats will become commonplace for you one day I’m assuming…perhaps this can be a trial run for you young heir.” 
@lbigreyhound13
lbigreyhound13
As he kept his eyes on the ground below from his dragon, Pyro, Sven formed a small smile on his face at the mention of his future as Chief. “Oh yeah, definitely,” he said. “I’ve been getting a taste of it for a long time, especially now, but I’m learning a whole lot from my mom. I hope I can be as just and fair as she is when I take her place.”
moe-lazyeye
“You think you may not be fair?” Dixie asked with a carefully raised eyebrow, and then gave a vague gesture down bellow. “Also, glide a little lower that way if you would…I think I see camp smoke.” 
lbigreyhound13
“Well, no, I mean…I just hope that…I would remember all of Haligan Island’s laws and punishments,” Sven replied as he patted Pyro silently telling them to fly lower. “I mean…Mom just had to throw her two comrades in jail, and I hope I can be as strong as she was during that. I know it wasn’t easy, but she still held it together. I hope I can be like that, you know?”
moe-lazyeye
“Hm…” Dixie rubbed his chin. “Law, morality, and yet flexibility to keep both in balance. It’s a road that won’t come without mistakes. But I think you’ll hold up just fine. Ah…here we are…” 
As Pyro got close enough to the ground, Dixie slid off his back as they came upon a small campsite. The fire looked as though it had only recently been lite.  
lbigreyhound13
Sven followed suit and slid off his Monstrous Nightmare eying the fire that looked to be recent. He couldn’t help but eye it curiously. “Why didn’t our men see this before?” the Heir questioned aloud. 
moe-lazyeye
“Because it must have just been lit…and is a bit tucked away.” Dixie sat himself down on a stump next to it. “Besides…It’s probably not uncommon for people to be camping all around this island. Whoever made this…is likely out to make sure it doesn’t go out aaaand…ah ha…”
The man waved a stick around before the point of it settled on some brush, just as a lanky teenager pushed his way through it. He had a bundle of sticks under his arms, and halted when he saw them. His eyes scanned them briefly as he prepared a greeting, but then his gaze fell over Dixie’s black eye, and he blanched. 
With a clatter the sticks fell from his hands, and he took off into the brush. 
lbigreyhound13
“True…Mom once encountered bounty hunters here when she was really little,” Sven began to say as Dixie continued to investigate. However, his thoughts were interrupted when the teenager suddenly emerged and upon seeing Dixie jump into the brush after him. “Hey, whoa, Dixie!” 
He ran to the brush and pushed through…only to see…
moe-lazyeye
The teen was booking it! Snow and turf kicked up behind him as he worked to put as much distance between himself and the camp. 
Dixie leapt past Sven, and took his arm in one hand as he did so. “After him!” He declared. “We need information and, more importantly, my purse back!” He ran a few more meters, and then stopped. “What am I doing? This outfit is going be ruined if I keep this up. Sven dear can you catch this one for me?” 
lbigreyhound13
Sven raised an eyebrow at the man. “I hope you realized that you ordered Chief Grey’s son to do something,” he said. “Ugh…fine. Pyro, fly ahead.” The Heir took off after the Monstrous Nightmare as soon as his dragon flew above him. He ran as fast as he could to catch up to the kid, who looked to be around his age, and sure enough, Pyro managed to grab the teen with his talons and lifted him a few feet off the ground. 
moe-lazyeye
The boy let out a howl in surprise, and looked torn as to whether he wanted to grab the dragons leg in an effort to prevent himself from falling, or push himself away to escape the beast. “Oh! Oh no!” He called. “Please! None of it was my idea! I don’t even have the money! I’ll never do anything like that again! Just let me go!”
“You’re doing great sweetie!” Dixie called from the distance to Sven. “Your parents will love this!” 
lbigreyhound13
“Thanks…I guess,” Sven said rolling his eyes before looking to the teenager still in Pyro’s arm. “Maybe you should start explaining why you attacked this guy…from the beginning, and then maybe we can talk about letting you go. Besides…my mom’s the Chief, so…maybe she’ll take it easy on you when she comes back.”
moe-lazyeye
“It was just a job!” The kid stammered. “It wasn’t my idea! I…I didn’t even, I didn’t!”
“What he means…” Dixie drawled as he strolled over. “Is that he lured me into the alley, and his chump friends were the ones that hit and stole from me.” He crouched next to the man.
“It was a stupid idea!” The kid stammered.
“Oh you’ve got that right…” Dixie breathed, and it was then that Sven saw how Dixie’s eyes had become suddenly, very, cold…
“So…” The man went on as he glanced at Sven. “What should we do with him?”
lbigreyhound13
Sven couldn’t help but feel slightly uneasy at seeing the coldness in Dixie’s eyes. “Well, Dixie,” he said, “we need to talk to him first. Find out why he stole and who he was working with. Then he’ll receive a punishment, but only my mom can deliver that. I can ask him questions though.” He turned back to the teen.
“If it wasn’t your idea,” he said, “then whose was it? You were clearly working with someone.”
moe-lazyeye
“It…I can’t just-”
“Rat them out? Sure you can.” Dixie said. “A first offense on your part, I’m sure ratting them out will reduce your punishment. And it’ll certainly help secure your safety.”
“I…” The kid weighed his options. “I did it to get into the group…Darby and Jaxs…they’re trying to finance a gang. So they’ve been pulling jobs, and using muggings to recruit new members.”
“Hm…” Dixie hummed, and then straightened. “Sven…I’d be willing to drop charges as long as this boy gives the whereabouts of the other two to the authorities.”
lbigreyhound13
“Well, that would be up to Mom,” Sven said, “but if you’re willing to drop the charges, then I’m sure she can consider it.” He then looked to the teen. “You heard him. If you talk, my mom will probably go easy on you.”
moe-lazyeye
The teen swallowed as he looked between Sven and Dixie, who regarded him coldly from where he stood above him. “I…” he lowered his head. “Okay…I’ll cooperate. My mom and I have been strapped for coin for a while now, I thought this would be a way to get some more food on the table. But…” he bit his lip. “Please, I’d take you to their doorstep if you just let this go. My mom will kill me if she finds out I’ve been stealing.”
Dixie tsked his tongue and the cold look vanished from his eyes. “Well that doesn’t sound like such a half bad idea! Maybe the chief can deal with this personally, you think?”
lbigreyhound13
“It would depend,” Sven said. “Mom is all about going by the book, and according to the book, she can hear the…suspect’s story before talking to the council about it. She may go easy, but it depends if he’s willing to talk. So…just tell us the names of the guys you were with, and like I said, Mom’s the chief. Maybe she can work something out for you.”
moe-lazyeye
“Oh but the poor dear is terrified…you can see it.” Dixie says breezily and crouched down next to the teen. “But…by the books is by the books, as it should be. Just know I won’t be pressing any charges, to any of them, after all…it was only a black eye…right?”
The kid starred at Dixie, and his face went progressively whiter. “Y-yeah…I-I’ll face the Chief. I’ll do what I have to, I just don’t want my mom to find out about this, she’ll flip.” The kid swallowed. “Um…the…the guys. Darby and Jax hang out at that old warehouse that used to be a dragon stable in the back of town. It’s all painted up with their gang logo so it shouldn’t be hard to find.” He carefully gets up, and hold out his hands to Sven. “I’ll cooperate.”
Dixie clapped his hands together. “Well…that certainly is sweet. I think I’ll stroll back to town on my own then.” 
“Why go through all this trouble if it ended up not mattering?” Sven asked raising an eyebrow at Dixie. “Besides, maybe my mom can help this guy.” 
Oct 18, 2020
Dixie paused from where he had been walking away, and then turned around smoothly as he rolled a black eye in thought. He then quirked up both of his eyebrows as if a thought at just occurred to him. He folded his fingers together, and drummed his colorfully decorated nails against the back of his hands. 
“Oh…well…I can’t consider all this for nothing really. We tracked down the thieves, your mom will be able to help this poor, misunderstood boy, you’ve made your first arrest. And by the end of it all I’m sure my coin will be recovered. So bang up job everyone.” Dixie added as he pumped a fist. “I think we can call this day an overwhelming success…”
He pause awkwardly, and then spun back around as he began to practically dance away. “Bye bye now!” 
Oct 18, 2020
Pyro and Sven could only look at each other and then at the thief. 
“I...I don’t really know him...he just works with my mom,” he said awkwardly.