{Video | Crescent Moon}

[prince_of_the_moon]

Type: Video
Sender ID: crescentmoon (Sesshomaru)
To: Public
Subject: Answers. He seeks them.
Warnings: Sesshomaru being a grump.

{Silver hair flies in the wind and soft white fur is gently ruffled against a pale cheek. Sesshomaru is quite a striking presence wherever he goes, bearing the signs of his good breeding in the form of two crimson stripes on his cheeks and a purple crescent moon on his forehead. His ears taper into delicate points, too, and his eyes are the color of rich amber. When he speaks, he is accustomed to being listened to and obeyed.

Thus his first appearance on the network is dramatic, yet brief.}

Speak.

{His low voice brooks no argument and his expression is cold. He is difficult to read in the best of circumstances and his current predicament doesn't necessarily signify anything good.}

I am Sesshomaru, Lord of the Western Lands. What have you discovered about this world and the rifts?

Comments

[deepstar]

Hey look, if you can do that? More power to you. We just ended a war where someone wanted to prove superiority through strength.

That didn't end well for that person.

[prince_of_the_moon]

If the war ended with them failing, they proved their weakness. {The sort of power he seeks has nothing to do with humanity thankfully.}

I am not human.

[deepstar]

Agree to disagree there, friend.

[ Because that woman had been tough! It's just on his side they had each other. ]

Also hate to break it to you, but there are many non-humans here.

[prince_of_the_moon]

You cannot hold me to the same standards as other races. {You can't even hold him to the same standard as other demons at this point.}

None of them are like me.

[deepstar]

Oof. Starting to sound a lot like narcissism at its best.

Not that I would compare anyone, of course. No one is the same.

[prince_of_the_moon]

Is it? {His amber eyes flash gold and he tucks his hair behind a slender, pointed ear.}

Subtle differences hardly matter.

[deepstar]

[ You really think that's the first pointed ear that he's seen? ]

Yet it is those subtle differences that create the whole of who we are as individuals.

[prince_of_the_moon]

{It's just the start~

His eyes shift to red and he smiles - there is no warmth behind it. His face elongates and soon he is standing above the shellphone, peering down as...a giant demon dog.

Hi.}

[deepstar]

[ Okay it might be a little bit of a surprise. Not that Claude is going to show it. You see a lady turn into a dragon once and - ]

Yeah, people turning into creatures is a little stale at this point. I'm not really sure what you're expecting from me here.

[prince_of_the_moon]

{He has no issue fighting a dragon to prove his might! Sesshomaru gives him a deep, rumbling bark and swipes at the shellphone with large claws. In a flash of light, he returns to his more human form.}

I'm only giving you an idea of what I am.

[deepstar]

Which, to me, isn't really relevant to my point. We are the newcomers here and haven't done enough to gain the trust and rapport of the people who live here or have been here longer. Throwing your weight around because you feel like what you are sets you apart or by using a title that doesn't mean anything to these people might not be the best strategy.

Though now I've got to ask: how well do you play fetch?

[prince_of_the_moon]

{He is clearly not amused by the question and so he ignores it.}

Why should I gain anyone's trust or support? I speak to those stolen from their worlds; not those who call this world home.

I will find a way to return. I suggest others forgo their pride and follow.

[deepstar]

[ Yeah that's what he had figured. ]

Oh boy... Yeah, I can already tell we're not going to see eye to eye on this one.

[ Trust is soooo important. ]

Who is to say that those people aren't descendants of people that were stolen from their worlds? That seems very likely.

[prince_of_the_moon]

Then they call this land home. They have known nothing else.

{A breeze ruffles the fluffy fur against his cheek.}

I do not need your support. When I have opened a rift, do not dally.

[deepstar]

On one hand, I really hope you succeed, Your Fluffiness.

On the other...

[ He wouldn't mind seeing that arrogance knocked down a little. ]

[prince_of_the_moon]

His name is Mokomoko. I am Sesshomaru.

{The fluff on his shoulder, that is. Mokomoko translates to "Fluffy".}

[deepstar]

I'm going to take that to mean that things like "sarcasm" kind of go over your head.

[prince_of_the_moon]

Perhaps I am ignoring it. {Do you and he will do him.}

[deepstar]

That could be it too, sure.

[prince_of_the_moon]

{See this deadpan stare?}

[deepstar]

[ A SMILE AND A WAVE! ]

[prince_of_the_moon]

{Silly, silly man. Sesshomaru snorts and lowers the communicator, walking to only he knows where.}