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[wingedman]

"I-" Sam blinked, looking confused for a second, then embarrassed. "No, it's not that." With a twitch of his fingers, the glamour dropped away. He looked much the same, but his bone structure was closer to the fae "standard", the irises of his eyes shone burnished gold, and tufts of black fur sprouted from the pointed tips of his ears. If he relaxed more, then more feline features could appear, but this was how he normally looked under the illusion that made him seem human.

"It's second nature for me. I really didn't even think about it, I'm so used to living and working around mortals." He moved over on the bed, making room for T'Challa to sit next to him. "There really aren't any here in Wakanda?"

[forwakanda]

The glamour dropped to reveal plenty, the sheer beauty of Sam's real eyes almost taking his breath away as cliche as it sounded. But he enjoyed it far more than the mock human appearance, which he also needed when he left the comforts of Wakanda and needed to mingle amongst the mortals as if he could be one of them. He tried to not dwell much on it but it always relieved him to return home.

"There are mortals here, yes, but they know of the truth and no one needs to hide," he explained, looking off to the distance. "This safety does not extend else where and the rumors of danger are indeed true. Hunters have formed and they have already killed so many."

It pained him to even think about. "We will need to find more information about all of it."

[wingedman]

"Yeah, there's always danger." Growing up fae in the middle of New York City - and in the middle of the court there and its political turmoil - meant that Sam was more than familiar with the threat posed by the potential exposure of their world. The need for safety had been drilled into him from birth, but even with the danger, Sam had been driven to live among the mortals and learn their ways. There was something about them that he found fascinating.

Though not as fascinating as the prince of Wakanda.

"But I can deal with whatever life throws at me," he added, and held up one hand, fingers now tipped with razor-sharp claws. He wasn't as magically powerful as other kinds of fae, but he was more than proficient when it came to combat - and his kind had their own tricks, too.

"You have any ideas for investigating?"

[forwakanda]

Danger existed everywhere for the faes and the courts all over the world were in various uproars about protocols and what needed to be done to maintain their ways of life. Humans finding out would only destroy everything but they needed to be smart about what they decided to do either way. Rushing in would only lead to wars.

"Odd things have been happening," he explained, folding his arms against his chest. "The need for alliances is a strong one." A pause before he asked the one question really on his mind. "What kind of fae are you? You seem different that most of the clans I've dealt with."

"I have a few ideas of you'd like to accompany me."

[wingedman]

"Cait Sidhe," he replied simply. His people rarely interacted with the rest of the fae, preferring to keep to themselves, but that was because many of the other fae races saw them as little more than animals - barely better than humans. But his parents had decided to make a rare alliance outside their court, and they'd apparently found someone willing to accept. Sam was still surprised it had even happened at all.

"What kind of odd things?" Sam studied T'Challa closely. "Of course I'll accompany you." Which might not have been the wisest decision, following someone he'd only just met when he'd admitted that strange things had been happening, but Sam didn't have anyone he could trust here - didn't know anyone at all. T'Challa was his only choice.

[forwakanda]

A Cait Sidhe, of course, the appearance features clicked in more once he heard the label of the division named. He should have known before but with how rare the division tended to be, no one really considered including them in passing or not so passing thoughts. Intetesting; there were conversations he needed to have later about everything, especially on being filled in. Important information right there and sort of changed his view on a few things.

Back to the task at hand for the time being. There would be plenty of time later to contemplate everything. He offered a nod of his head towards Sam accompanying him and also towards the great reveal. Perhaps, teaming up might allow them to learn more about one another and find the sort of balance between them.

"Odd as in disappearances or changes," he explained as he lead them out of the room. "The crime scenes never make any sense. It disturbs most who have witnessed any of it. "

[wingedman]

"Has there been any magical tampering?" Sam asked, tilting his head inquisitively. "It sounds like someone's trying to hide their tracks, make you think it couldn't be anyone familiar." Were the disappearances themselves magical in nature? It seemed probable, all things considered - and he was sure the Wakandans would have pursued that line of investigation already.

"Have there been any killings?" Assassination was a familiar tactic among the fae; outright murder was rather less so. There were a thousand unspoken rules that governed their lives, but tradition was tradition, and breaking it was unthinkable for most. Especially, he would bet, in a place like Wakanda.