Who made this?

[emet_sulk]

Type: Text
Sender ID: emet_sulk (Emet-Selch)
To: Public
Subject: Who made this?
Warnings: Cursed horse

[ It's just a photograph taken of one of this month's bounty targets and presented with nothing more than a simple, terse message: ]



Who made this?

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[emet_sulk]

[ Like father, like son, he thinks ruefully. ]

...Yes, the apple corer. A wonderful thing. I will wait here.

[ He shares a rough location and then sits down with his back to a tree trunk to wait. ]

-->annd he's here! Action!

[beshackled]

[Like father like son. Though somewhat delayed in manifesting, Erichthonios has inherited every onze of his father's passion... and his temper. When he goes off, he goes off.

Fortunately, he calms down just as quickly. Thus, when he arrives but a few minutes later, he is not only calm--he is even a little cheerful.

Stepping out from the darkness of a teleportation magick with a substantial paper bag of groceries, Erichthonios smiles.]

Emet-Selch! I have them! The apples, too. The varieties were unfamiliar to me, so I brought a few kinds just in case.

[emet_sulk]

[ He raises a hand to return the greeting. He had been sitting idle, monitoring the horse-thing from a safe distance. ]

So... How do you propose to go about this? I don't think the beast will suffer anyone to approach it carelessly.

[beshackled]

[Hand poised before his chin, he considers the question.]

...Levitate the items into its proximity? This way, we need not approach directly.

[emet_sulk]

Hmm, I worry it may attack something behaving in an unusual way, but we may as well try it.

[ He flicks a finger and one of the apples floats up. Then gently bobs its way over to the horse with another flick. The creature looks up and watches the apple approach warily...

The hand-horn slaps it out of the air on to the ground. The horse circles it like a predator studying its prey...before finally deigning to take a chomp. ]