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[silksentinel]

[A video feed begins showing Hornet from the neck down. She lifts a piece of paper to present to the feed on which is drawn her mask.]

My mask was washed away during the flooding. If anyone comes upon it I would greatly appreciate it if they would return it to me. I will gladly recompense you in the form of demichroma, Chroma, or if you need anything sewn I can do that as well. I'm willing to negotiate.

[Simple and to the point, she turns off the feed without further ado.]

(ooc; if anyone wants to plot being the one to find it you can dm me or contact me on CalledVertigo)

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[silksentinel]

["I"

There's a lot of weight to that single word. It's a bit shocking to see, and may have troubled her a long time ago but now?

She's glad for them.]

Yes. I see nothing wrong with that.

[soupervillain]

[ He lives with his mom okay, she's strict! ]

Uh, because I'm evil? Obviously? Or if you mean the museum heist specifically, that was so I could steal some valuable artifacts to turn in to my bosses and get promoted! And I got one! So there!

[ He proudly holds up a cool necklace. It does look like it's worth something, at least. ]

[getting_better]

[He wasn't expecting that when she answered the door. He thought the mask to be a tad strange but if there's anything he's learned in this place, never judge a book by it's cover. Ever.]

Good evening.

[He says with his best poker face as he hands over the mask, which was covered in newspaper to keep it safe.]

I believe this is yours. I examined it to see if it was damaged in someway but, I think you'd be the best person to tell me that.

[silksentinel]

[Wise man to not go against his mother, not even the vilest of villains do]

That does not---

[Wait. Why is she bothering with this?]

Congratulations. [She says it as dryly as possible.]

[silksentinel]

[She takes the mask, carefully unwrapping it and tucking the newspaper under one of her extra arms. She inspects the mask with a scrutinizing eye, turning it around and viewing the inside.

She lets out a small, relieved side before donning it on.]

It is as you say--no damage has befallen it. I thank you for your aid, it holds great value to me. How may I repay you?

[getting_better]

That's a relief.

[He'd have to go back and scold those kids for being so rough with their toys. Doesn't anyone understand the value of objects???]

Uhhh. Well, I hadn't really thought of that. I honestly was just in need of something to do and this fell on my lap.

[Also gave him a good reason to check on the status of things.]

But since you asked, hrmmmm, well what kind of skill set do you have?

[soupervillain]

Thank you, thank you! I couldn't have done it without the help of my minions. If only they were here to share in the victory...

[ He wipes what appears to be a genuine tear from his eye. Giovanni misses his boys. ]

[instilled]

[ It was a relief to see no judgement from her. Somehow, it had still thought she might have been outraged. Her mother had died as part of its seal, and she would of course have had more of a bond with the Beast than the Vessel both her mother, its Mother, and their Father, had told her to ignore. It so flagrantly flaunting that it was not empty could have been terrible.

It was glad it was not. ]

Very well.
I shall continue looking.

[silksentinel]

[He has minions.]

You have minions.

[Not a question. Simply an exasperated statement.]

[silksentinel]

I am a warrior and a weaver, as well as have some skill in crafting small weapons. Should you need someone to spar or any clothing or weapon made or repaired, I can do that.

[getting_better]

A weaver, huh?

[He gives it some thought, but the difficult thing is that he himself is not in particular need of anything. His sword is invincible and while a sparring partner would be nice, there's no shortage of people fill that role.]

Oh. Actually...Can you make a shawl? I'd like to give it as a gift to someone who helped me.

[doctorize]

Ah, I see... goodness, it seems like I'm finding a lot of unexpected things about him lately.

[Between this, and Hollow Knight mentioning Grimm as a "God" of some kind...]

[soupervillain]

Well, of course I have minions! A bad guy is nothing without minions to rely on! Don't tell me you're one of those lone wolf types?

[silksentinel]

I am not a "villain" so such things do not apply to me.

[She is 100% a lone wolf type]

You do not find it demeaning to those who work for you to call them minions?

[silksentinel]

That would be quite easy. Do you have a design in particular in mind?

[silksentinel]

He seems to be rather forthright. He would likely be willing to answer any questions you may have.

[Hornet would rather not be the one spewing information about someone else. Despite what she just said and her not feeling too strongly about Grimm, she doesn't want to go giving information that the Elder Being may not want out.]

You are his friend, I take it?

[getting_better]

Hmmm...

[He gives it some careful consideration. He wants this gift to be perfect for her and conveys what he thinks of her.]

A floral pattern, with roses, vines and leaves. Colorwise, the pattern in bright white with the rest being in a soft color. Pink perhaps, to match the roses. Essentially, I'd like for it to give of a kind of....warm and gentle feeling when you look at it. Could you pull that off?

[silksentinel]

Yes, I could.

[She hadn't made a design like that before, but Hornet had full confidence in her abilities and she had been wanting to try new patterns with her designs.]

I will draw the design and send it to you for your inspection. What do you go by on the network?

[doctorize]

Yes... or ah, I'd certainly like to think that he sees me as a friend as much as I see him as one.

[... Danny you know damn well that Grimm likes you what is this coy bullshit.]

[silksentinel]

[Hornet is starting to think that Grimm is friends with just about half of Lunatia. She doesn't engage much in this network, but she certainly peruses it and sees him interacting with so many people.]

He likely does. He seems the sort to make friends with just about everyone he meets. [That has been her observation at least.]

[soupervillain]

Uh-huh. Whatever you say, lady.

[ This bug... is a lady, right? Honestly, it's not super easy to tell. ]

Nah, it's their job description! Hard as it is to believe, I myself was a lowly minion until a few weeks ago. You move up the ranks, you get your own minions, they get their own minions... circle of life stuff!

[silksentinel]

[She's got fangs she's not afraid of sinking into you, Giovanni. And not in the kinky way.]

Right.

[This human has to be very young.]

Well, fascinating as this has been, I must continue my search.

[I am sorry for her.]

[soupervillain]

[ No don't do that he's scared of mean people ;A; ]

Oh, right! Hey, I'll let you know if I see your mask thingy. You know, in between crimes and all. Good luck!

[getting_better]

"magicowl" is the username I use. Should be easy enough to find.

[He pauses, unsure if he should ask how long it would take. He's not in a particular rush but, well, he'd like to get the feeling off his chest as soon as he can.

For now, he'll let it go and leave it to her. It might be for the best after all.]

Do you need measurements of the person, by the way? Height and such?

[Clothing is a bit out of his territory.]

[silksentinel]

Yes, though if you'd like to remain discreet with your gift, if I could get a look at them I am good at measuring by eye.