Barry Smalls: 4/2011

February 7, 2011

I fucking knew it! I knew it! So I bought a goblin fruit from the market that behaved like paint that wouldn’t wash off normally. Left that construction company a message and just figured I’d see how they dealt with it. It took them a few days, but they got rid of it… someone working with the company knows how to erase Hedge Paint (for lack of a better name). There are Changelings involved. We’ll have to deal with them…

And as for things that need dealings, we had to deal with the genius brigade again. Lestrade and I went to gather the troops to go look into this hedge statue thing that Jacob found. Well, it seems that YET AGAIN they don’t seem to get the concept of stay in their room for now. So we had to have words, and then Bob decided to try and break out via the window just as Bailey showed up. And of all people, Issac decided to help him by shooting the window with a gun. Next thing I know, everyone’s jumping out the window. For fuck’s sake! Can these people not just fucking follow orders and behave? THIS is why we treat them like kids. Well Bailey goes to deal with the hotel guys before they call the cops. And me and Lestrade and Earl had to go stop them all. At least Earl seems to be getting things.

Well, Lestrade was furious. Well, at least as furious as Winters let themselves be. So he and I (with Earl’s help) take Issac and Bob to deal with this shit. I gotta say, maybe Lestrade went a bit too far this time, but… I think it may have finally gotten to them. Though Bob got us in a fucking pledge to help him out, so… Fuck. I don’t like how clever he is. He’s dangerous. To all of us. Still, if he and Issac can start behaving, maybe all will chill out a bit.

So we finally meet up with everyone, well at least everyone who didn’t dick off for various season tasks or whatever. Bailey was pissed off at Lestrade for giving her the cold shoulder while we were dealing with the Tweedle twins, but not much can be said about that. It’s better that she doesn’t know what he did. So we took the group into the Hedge via the west trod and started hunting down this statue. We found some guy who looked a bit like a older male Sparrow, but kinda fucked. Bailey tried to help the guy out, but it turns out that the fucker was playing the Mirror game and is an enemy. In addition, some suspicious folks were found, possibly loyalists, but we couldn’t get ‘em before they got away. Then things got crazy, some fucking flying beasts came after us. Well, we got everyone running, and while running, one of them (don’t remember who, and I don’t really care) found a hidden path to the statue area. I fucking hate the Hedge…

So we find this clearing with this ridiculous spiky statue, a corpse, 3 vials of some weird liquid, and a chest full of goblin fruit and an album. Well, Bailey goes and gives it a swig to see if she can place it and the stuff fucking turns her normal. Her mask goes away. Her memories as a ‘ling go away. But she could see us and didn’t know us. It was terrifying. Lestrade and I knocked her out before she did anything rash. Fortunately, the stuff was temporary, so she came back to us. But I gotta say, that stuff actually scared me. Years ago, maybe I would have taken the stuff, thinking it was a quick escape – I could be normal again. But no, I can’t afford to forget. I swore to myself that I would protect humanity as best as I could from Them. This stuff can destroy us. If we can’t remember, we can’t fight. If we lose our strength, we can’t fight. If we kill each other over promises of normalcy, we can’t fight. Honestly, I think I’d rather this stuff is destroyed. But from what I was told, this place was Autumn’s, so it’s not really my place to take and destroy what is theirs. Sparrow tried the liquid, too. She had even more than Bailey. She stayed normal longer. Fuckin’ kids…

I was able to ask Earl for some of the goblin fruit, and the rest from Hoyle (when we met up with him) to pay back the fruit goblin. Apparently, the album had stuff to do with Lestrade’s past, but, honestly, I find it better not to delve to deep into that can of worms. We used the puddle of spilled liquid to make a Hedge gate out and found ourselves in a sewer. We found our way out and right into the waiting hands of Hoyle and Lady Wax. Not exactly the greeting a guy looks forward to. We told them about what we saw, and I found out that apparently Lestrade used to be King of Winter here. He says he isn’t anymore. I believe him. The guy is terrible at Ice Law from what I hear. But, at the end of the day, I still trust him. He’s kept my secrets and I’ll keep his. That’s what being partners is all about. Kinda funny how the Summer and the Winter get along so well. Then again, I’ve seen him at his hottest and he’s seen me at my coldest.

Well, we’ve worn out our welcome at the hotel, so we’re putting up all the kids with their seasons. I took Bob and Tracy, since they don’t have a season yet and I got no kiddies that I have to babysit, myself. Bob needs to stop running off, but whatever. Maybe some time with Summer will do them well…

And maybe pigs will one day fly out my ass…

Barry Smalls: 4/2011

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