Silver and Satterly discuss an Antidote

Characters in this scene: Satterly, Silver

Editor's note: LHC is Satterly's player - anytime you see her speaking, that is who is being played.

LHC — 02/28/2021

A note phases into Silver's possession with contact information for Nell H. Satterly.  It notes that an antidote is available to her (albeit an imperfect one), free of charge, if she desires it. It also notes that the House of Satterly now holds her and hers in very high regard.

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

((What kind of contact details? phone/address/??))

LHC — 02/28/2021

Addresses, phone numbers, fax number (HA), email.

Should be noted that the note is extremely fancy.  Gold writing, fancy printed cursive and stationary-stuff, the obviously-expensive thick paper, you know.

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

Silver is currently on her phone in the backyard of a house, partway between human and sword-wolf - over the last few hours, Silver's passively regenerated enough Glamour to vaguely get a human face and hands, though anyone who actually walked into the house would still think its a monster because there's swords sticking out of her back.

Silver types the phone number into her phone and rings it.

LHC — 02/28/2021

"Hello, Silver," says the voice on the other end of the line.  "This is Nell Herndon Satterly, of the old Herndon evangelist family and the ancient Satterly Alchemist family.  I take it that you have quaffed the potion I sent you?"

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

"I most certainly have." Silver's voice cracks, scraping with metal; she winces, and shoves at her Glamour, rearranging it, and her voice smooths out into charming British tones. "It was rather effective, though not including an antidote with it has resulted in a few problems."

LHC — 02/28/2021

Mrs. Satterly speaks formally and, in some sense "politely", but she's still a hard one to like.  She may be better at the "formalism" side of the Practice than she is at warmth; her showmanship is a different kind than the salesman's.

"I realize that that might have caused you great distress, and I am truly sorry.  It is the way of these things, though; it wouldn't have been nearly as effective had you known at the time that it could be reversed.  An antidote is available, and I could send it to you at a moment's notice, though you should know first about the complications.  You might reject the antidote when you learn of them, and I am truly sorry for that, as well."

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

"What are the complications?"

LHC — 02/28/2021

"You were a being infused with Glamour before you changed your underlying form.  Your new form is resistant to the overreach of Glamour that makes so many into Faeries, but changing one's form still generally leaves it less stable.

If you were to return to human form, it would be a less stable one.  You would be less material than you were to start out with, by some quantity.  Glamour would have an easier time seeping into you in the future.  You would be much closer to the Faerie.

Conversely, were you to stay in your current form, it would remain your form indefinitely; you would be a beast of silver blades at your core no matter what Glamour could be wrapped around you.  You have a choice, but they both have their consequences.  ...I'm sorry, Silver."

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

"... Damn." Silver's tone is... very neutral. "Are you completely sure that there is no way to construct an antidote without this downside?"

LHC — 02/28/2021

"It is an inherent problem, but it isn't so much of a problem for those without preexisting links to the Fae.  Of course, those without preexisting links to the Fae are also harder to make such effective transformed bodies for in the first place.  The greater the downside, the greater the upside.  Equivalent exchange.  In your case, all of the details lined up exactly, for the form you now have.  ...and so, the vile goblin is dead."  You can hear her spit.

"We would be in your debt for that even if it weren't for your current predicament.  We despise the noxious elements among goblin communities, which seem to define their species.  Our son died for it, and we pray that our daughters haven't suffered something worse.  Our community has been wounded, and our deepest gratitude goes out to you, for getting this indirect revenge.  We would be happy to meet with you in person in the future, and we would be happy to present you with many further gifts and opportunities.  They would be much more pleasant ones than the first gift you received from us, to put it extraordinarily mildly."

"You are a heroine, Silver.  Generations from now, people will speak of you with reverence, and they will draw power from your memory.  I'm just an angry mother trying to help you in the confusing way we Practitioners are wont to do."

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

Silver... Silver is stunned into silence for like fifteen seconds.

"Thank you," she manages. She scrapes again, and makes a noise of frustration; she shoves at herself again, again reclaiming her true voice. "I... do believe that I would like to take you up on the... meetings and opportunities in the future. You may also wish to contact my Mother - a trading relationship with another established family is something that she would like to establish, and I'm sure you can guess how this would in turn benefit me. Regarding the antidote... if you should make it, would it keep especially long?"

LHC — 02/28/2021

"Then I will be sure to contact your Mother, yes.  The antidote has already been made, and I could send it to you at any time.  It will not expire, but if you desire to avoid the side-effects of drinking it... I do not expect that those consequences will improve if delayed.  They may not get worse, either.  I am unsure."

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

"More along the lines of... I like having options, though this is certainly a highly problematic thought process. Whilst I appreciate my survival currently - well. Please send the antidote, if you don't mind.

"My Mother is Felicity Woods; I believe with some research you should be able to determine my family details."

Silver pauses. "I'm curious - how have you been just... getting these items to me?"

LHC — 02/28/2021

"Aha!  With the miracle of radio waves and atomic decomposition!  You see, any object can be disassembled into its base particles, and sent as the associated pattern of matter in rays of light to elsewhere, where it reassembles itself.  I've purchased access to an Astrologer friend's transmission center and satellite network.  So we can load anything into the chamber, and with the right setup and the press of a button-"

A bottle appears in your presence; it looks very similar to the previous bottle, but it's full of a cloudy pink material, which seems to contain abstract images of grinning faces.   The tag deems it "The Antidote", as though that weren't contextually clear.

"-we can send it anywhere in the world.  Of course, it would get much more complicated were we trying to send something animate, or something with a soul."  If allowed, she continues to infodump at you ((but I'm not going to RP it  )).

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

Silver listens for perhaps ten minutes, blandly curious and politely making appropriate noises, before interrupting that she unfortunately has separate business to attend to. "Thank you for sending the antidote. I'm quite glad to have been able to establish this connection with you and your family; I wish you well with the rest of your business today!"

LHC — 02/28/2021

"And I wish you well in the rest of yours.  Again, I'm sorry for the dilemma in which we've placed you.  I hope you don't regret whatever choice you take."

Silver Wolf of Blades — 02/28/2021

Silver hangs up, and stares at the antidote. "Fucking hell," she mutters. She opens up the messages app on her phone to talk to other people.