Ari is patrolling the streets of scenic Vancouver! Well, actually he's just going to visit Peter, but he's keeping an eye out for monsters along the way. It's a nice night, monsters like ruining that kind of thing. The streets are more or less deserted, it being 2:00 AM on a Tuesday. Ari whistles cheerfully.
"There's not much to do with one that isn't, like, unpleasantly magical, but they're really quick, and they're slippery little bastards, so it's a fun challenge to catch one."
"Like catching a bug, with your bare hands, without hurting it. At least for the smaller ones, there's big ones that'd be more like catching birds."
"Sure! Let's see, the bells are that way, so..." He starts in the opposite direction. "And be really quiet, okay? They're too silly to be really alert, but they're pretty skittish."
Ari points at a larger female. Does Pen want to see if she can catch her?
Pen looks at the small, winged people.
Pen looks at Ari.
Pen does not look pleased.
"What's wrong?"
"They look people. Not bugs. Is not nice of catching people not having permission."
"Oh! They look like people, but they're barely like people at all. The biggest ones in that clearing have maybe a few weeks' memory apiece, and the tiny ones can barely think at all. It kind of bugs them when you catch them, but if you give them some honey afterwards it more than makes up for it. They really like honey."
"Could go offer honey getting them land asking nicely," says Pen. "Stupid people still people still not catching no permission."
"Well, but I know they would say yes if they knew they'd get honey for it, and it's more fun if they don't know it's coming. Besides, it's not like I'm eating them or something, I'm hardly the biggest threat to the pixie population."
"Do not scaring small wing people," insists the small winged person, stomping her foot.
"I just thought it could be something fun to do together. Sorry I offended you."
"Humph," says Pen. "Do fun nice things. Singing! Flying! Catch real not person bird!"
"Birds are easy. Pixies are really good at escaping. And we can do fun nice things, I just thought this was a fun nice thing. And was apparently wrong. Sorry."
"So. Off to see the tailor? Apparently he accepts payment in gemstones, so we're solid."
"Can't have of bracelets," Pen says, touching hers. "Important."
"No, I've got, like, a suitcase full of jewels. Is what I mean. I'm not going to steal your jewelry to pay for shit, come on."
"It's pretty much safe to assume that I'm not going to steal things from you. Or, like, punch you in the face, or other generally unpleasant things."
He starts off in the direction they should be going in.
"Before we go in, are you hungry? It's not a great idea to have food around faeries, no matter how nice they may be. It's too easy to insult them with it or accidentally entrap yourself."