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             Traffic cameras. Record.                                 Security networks. Record. Motherfucking weather balloons, spy satellites, Google Earth. Record.

Encrypt. Save data. Keep it streaming in. Don’t lose a single frame. One this blows over - and by gods it has to, it just has to - information will be the greatest weapon mankind can hope for. What people can see they invariably invent ways to kill.

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Non omnis moriar. (Not all of me will die.)

(From the Three-Word Proverbs Reference Page at the Bestiaria Latina Blog.)

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Reblog if you Believe in Mother Nature

Cause

How

Can

You

Not

(by Mother Nature I mean that of GoC by William Joyce)

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...

. . .

NOPE.

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the-lonly-shadow

“I like trouble. It’s kinda my thing. Luck and unluck.” He said as he twirls his cane around before he smashed it against the ground. Well the bottom part.

"Fair enough." He personally didn't like leaving things to luck but to each their own suppose, especially if it was something that could be used to one’s advantage. He smirked a little, one corner of his mouth curling slightly.

“Just keep in mind that I’m not the type who feels like I have to repay that kind of stuff when you know what you’re getting into.”

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“That’s quite a promise.” He arced an eyebrow, not that it was very visible from beneath his fringe of hair.

“You don’t have a reason to do more than we traded for, not to mention if I get in that situation it’s likely that anyone willing to step up for me will also be in trouble.” 

“And why do you wish to stay out of their way? Are you afraid they might do something to you? And why get all nervous?” He asked as he walks closer to him. “Don’t tell me your afraid of me now?” The man asked as he appeared next to him and whispered in his ear.

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“Shh, don’t panic now, it’s fine.”

Carefully he empties the trap is into an enchanted storm lantern traded from a fae for the express purpose. It might be a little less space than they’re used to, but at least they’re not separated.

Little by little, his list of items still needed grows shorter. Viva la Resistance.

A trap is laid for moonbeams in a place filled with their traces. -eleventhagent

A few unfortunately stray too close and are caught up, flickering and crying out in their own language for help.

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“Hey, personal space!” He sidestepped away from the other, waving a hand in the space between his movement had made. “Don’t mix up caution with fear. I don’t delude myself by thinking they’d just ignore what I do if they happen across it, and I prefer not putting myself in situations where I’m outnumbered.”

This was why spirits of any kind were so annoying. They latched onto things they had no context for and pushed, usually until something gave. He wouldn’t let this one get him off-balance, not when he needed to stick around to finish this night’s harvest.

“And why do you wish to stay out of their way? Are you afraid they might do something to you? And why get all nervous?” He asked as he walks closer to him. “Don’t tell me your afraid of me now?” The man asked as he appeared next to him and whispered in his ear.

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“Why? Because I’m done underestimating the opposition.” He grimaced and licked his lips nervously, shifting weight from one foot to another.

“The more I know about their comings and goings the easier it’ll be to stay out of their way. Or at least I’ll have an ahead warning.”

“That’s a piece of cake for me. I just need to get old nick drunk and he will speak like crazy.” He said with a smirk.

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“Sounds great! Just don’t be too obvious about it - I just want some ahead warning, no need to make them suspicious.”

“That’s a piece of cake for me. I just need to get old nick drunk and he will speak like crazy.” He said with a smirk.

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“Ah, uh, sorry about that. I did warn you earlier about the whole foot in mouth thing, but it wasn’t really meant as criticism. Just, one of the pretty key details about being human is mortality, and I get the vibe growing old isn’t something you need to worry about anymore.”

That among other things, but he shouldn’t really dig any deeper a hole for himself to fall in.

“I don’t really want anything that big. You could easily keep enough of an eye on those moon-sworn guardians to be able to give me some warning whenever they seem to have something big going on. You’re a similar type of being so it shouldn’t be that much of a chore.”

the-lonly-shadow

“I work outside their little club. I have problems of my own. Plus I don’t particularly work for anyone. He may have revived me but I’m not his bitch.” He said as he slams his cane to the ground,“like I said. I have my own issues. One of them is finding my killer.”

That sounded actually promising. Result of extraterrestrial meddling or not, this guy did have a right to be on Earth, and as such doing what he did best might not be out of the question…

“Your killer? I might be able to help with that. A little ‘you scratch my back, I scratch yours’ type of deal. Figuring out stuff is kind of a specialty.”

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the-lonly-shadow

“I work outside their little club. I have problems of my own. Plus I don’t particularly work for anyone. He may have revived me but I’m not his bitch.” He said as he slams his cane to the ground,“like I said. I have my own issues. One of them is finding my killer.”

That sounded actually promising. Result of extraterrestrial meddling or not, this guy did have a right to be on Earth, and as such doing what he did best might not be out of the question...

“Your killer? I might be able to help with that. A little ‘you scratch my back, I scratch yours’ type of deal. Figuring out stuff is kind of a specialty.”

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the-lonly-shadow

“I wasn’t trying to disguise myself first off, second, I am human. I was just reborn into the guardian of luck. My true name is Nicholas Leonard Patrick. I added the Saint part when I came back.” He explained as he sat down.

“News flash - humans don’t get reborn. Not into humans anyway.” He let out a dry, cynical laugh before gesturing upwards to the sky where thick clouds blocked the moon. (He wouldn’t even be out here if the whole night wasn’t supposed to be overcast - he’d learned the hard way where disregarding his paranoid ticks led.)

“You say you’re a guardian. Please tell me you’re not affiliated with the ones that work for that whackjob on the moon?”

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the-lonly-shadow

Patrick noticed the sand and rolls his eyes before he mutters,“show off.”

Patrick then noticed a couple walking towards the pond. He takes his cane out and aims it at the couple before the cylinder part of the cane turns black and black dust shoots out. Hitting the man. Before long, the man fell into the pond with the girl and they started laughing before they look at each other and they kiss.

He watched the other’s antics passively, even with some disappointment. He really should have just accepted the fact after hearing the name - when had he ever attracted anyone normal?

“So you’re not a human after all. Good disguise, you managed to get me hoping that the name was just your parents’ idea of a homage.”

Around them, attached to childrens’ windows all across the block, tiny mechanical dreamcatchers came to life one by one and began funneling minute threads of dreamsand away from the main flows.

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“And I haven’t been young enough to be a boy for a while, so guess that makes us even.” He laughed flippantly, eyes catching a flicker of something golden threading silently between the tall buildings.

Dream sand. It was slowly snaking its way from window to window, just a hair-thin thread for now, but soon there would be a lot more. The Sandman was hard at work, somewhere.

the-lonly-shadow

“Bloodied sky huh? Never heard of such an effect.” He said as he slowly stood up and groans as he cracks his back,“ugh…im getting old quicker then I thought.” He joked as he looks down at the man.

“Ah, might be a different term in proper English, I never did bother to learn all the idioms. So many dialects of it all around the world.” He smiled, shrugging apologetically.

No sign of his target quite yet, but the night was still young. It would show up, just as soon as the children in the apartment complexes in the area started falling asleep. In the meanwhile he couldn’t resist responding to Patrick’s joke with a grin.

“Should cut gown on all that wheat and get more fish in your gut before your back gives out, grandpa.”

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the-lonly-shadow

“Bloodied sky huh? Never heard of such an effect.” He said as he slowly stood up and groans as he cracks his back,“ugh…im getting old quicker then I thought.” He joked as he looks down at the man.

“Ah, might be a different term in proper English, I never did bother to learn all the idioms. So many dialects of it all around the world.” He smiled, shrugging apologetically.

No sign of his target quite yet, but the night was still young. It would show up, just as soon as the children in the apartment complexes in the area started falling asleep. In the meanwhile he couldn’t resist responding to Patrick’s joke with a grin.

“Should cut gown on all that wheat and get more fish in your gut before your back gives out, grandpa.”