Trouble is Brewing (Cainid RP)

[The wild one]

"I will alert you when it is time for your shift," the AI said before vanishing into this air, his pedestal going dark as well.

Solstice was walking through the small town, the disguise collar on his neck making him uncomfortable. He did his best to not call attention to himself. He might have been in disguise, but he still looked close enough to his actual self that someone might recognize him. He was here to see for himself about claims of a Seer here. He had heard stories, and he wanted to see for himself, mostly out of curiosity. He also hoped that she might be able to help him with what he saw.
A Cainid told him where Zukun, the Seer, was at the moment, and he headed that way. He found her tent-like home on the edge of the small town, and approached it carefully. There was no one around, so he stuck his head in through the door.
"Hello?" he said, not seeing anyone inside. He felt silly doing this, but he had to know.

[Msskanira]

Zukun was sitting in her sleeping room, on her bed. The voice made her prick her ears, though she had been thinking of the blind cub and her frightening vision. Standing, she stretched and assumed her classic mysterious appearance- the jewelry and the half-light of the den added to the effect. She poked her head out, and walked through the various knickknacks to her table. Her eyes flicked over the statues.
"Come in, come in." She asked. She looked at the Cainid, and something about him seemed oddly familiar, but she dismissed it.
Deserts look so alike these days...
"How may I help you, Brother? What would you like? A Seeing? A Session with the Dead?" She asked.

[The wild one]

Solstice walked over to the table. He saw the statues and he felt a slight smile tug at his mouth when he saw the one of him. He was given the serious expression that the public always saw him with. If only they knew what he was really like . . .
Solstice mentally shook himself and sat down. He paused, now unsure of how to proceed. He guessed that it was best to tell the truth why he was here.
"I've heard that you're a Seer," he said, tilting his head slightly. I was hard keeping his voice from becoming recognizable, but he tried his best. "And I was just curious to see if the rumours were actually true."

[Msskanira]

Zukun's eyes followed the Cainid's approach, and his eyes catch on one statue. But before she could follow his gaze, he was looking her in the face and speaking. Looking rather affronted, she replied crisply, her voice loosing some of the mysterious hollowness.
"Of course I am, Brother! I am a Seer, as clearly as you see me, I see the Future's possibilities." She almost winced as the lie passed between her teeth, but contained herself. Wouldn't be nice if the customer saw her wince- he might suspect something.
Not the complete truth, but he doesn't need to know that, does he?
"I am a Seer- I was gifted with the power of sight by the Great Power, Alphan, at an early age...is this all you came to verify?" She could see something he wanted to say...

[The wild one]

"I'm not looking for legitimacy; all I wanted was for my curiosity to be satisfied," Solstice said with a shrug. He then paused for a few moments. "I'm also wondering if you could help clear something up for me." He was going to have to show who he was if this was going to work, but he didn't want to do it right away. "You see, I've Seen things as well, but my most recent one hasn't been exactly clear. I was hoping another person who knows what this sort of thing is like could help me to clear it up, and if not, at least give an opinion of what is happening."

[Msskanira]

Zukun was watching him intently, her ice-colored eyes as watchful as a cat's. He was a Seer, as well? Her ears perked at this, she knew few others who also Saw- there was her, there was the King, and Alphan had to be in there somewhere, didn't he? The Desert female watched the male with renewed interest- so, he wasn't here for one of her somewhat fabricated consultations...
"I see what you mean, no pun intended. Would you be able to describe this sort of premonition to me? Are you able to See clearly or are they flickering and unclear normally?" If he was able to See clearly, she was going to be put out- was she the only one who couldn't See properly? Did she need to get kicked in the head again?
"Wait," She held up a paw to pause him, then reached up and pulled a very fine string. The entrance shut tightly, the light now coming only from the few lights placed about.
"Go on." Zukun said.

[The wild one]

"Well, it started off a little dark, as if I had been knocked out. When I opened my eyes everything looked liked I wasn't able to focus my eyes properly; all blurred and hard to make out. It got a little clearer after a few moments, but it certainly wasn't crystal clear. I was standing on top of a cut-off hill, looking down on what looked to be a battle field. Black, white and grey shapes were moving around, and it seemed to be a battle. Then there was one big black figure that leapt on a figure that had a couple of shades of grey on it. They fought for a bit, and the black figured seemed to have been killed. The grey one seemed fine at first, and then it just sort of keeled over," Solstice said, doing his best to describe exactly what he had seen.

[Msskanira]

Zukun nodded, thoughtful. Blurred, was it? Could it have been a simple over-active imagination? Or perhaps something much different? Could he be an actual Seer? If so, why would he seek me out? I'm not well-known for immensely accurate predictions...
Giving herself a slap mentally, she refocused.
"I see. So a blurry battlefield, a black and gray Cainid fighting, and then suddenly...both die. Interesting. A cut-off hill, was it?" She seemed to deliberate for a moment.
"Well, let me think..." She was quiet for a moment, then suddenly, she began picking up the figurines. She re-arranged them so that the Solstice statue was by the actual Solstice, facing away from him. The Satan was no longer facing anyone, and Optimus and Alphan were pushed off to the side. A gray Cainid? She had to have some statues of everyone important... could the black figure have been someone important? Turning away, she rifled through a box containing more figurines, producing one statue of the Fear, and some important nobles and various high-ranking members of society. Even a few were of old, old Cainids whose bloodlines had created the Warrior Gene- various Commanders and soldiers.
"Do any look familiar?" She always kept the statues around, enjoying their various expressions and observing the differences some Artists had used- while many used blank or serious expressions on their works, others made them appear pleased, joyful even.
"There aren't many gray Cainids who are high-ranking," She moved them about, replacing the ones who had little or no gray on them, leaving the Cainids who were all or almost all gray. Zukun looked at one reckoning of Commander Bloodstone, then shrugged. Her paws closed around it and she turned to return it in the box.

[The wild one]

Solstice saw the little statue of the Fear and of Bloodstone, and his heart thudded loudly in his chest, making his ears ring. He saw Zukun take the statue of Bloodstone away, and he made an odd noise.
"Wait," he said. "Him." He pointed to the statue. When he lifted his paw, it bumped the disguise collar without him knowing, making it switch off, the fabricated markings vanishing from his form. "That, and the black one. It had to be them."

[Msskanira]

Zukun heard the male make a sort of strangled noise when she picked up the statue. She turned around, confused, and watched the markings just vanish from his body. Having never seen a disguise collar before, her mouth dropped open. Zukun heard the statue clatter to the ground, her paws frozen in the act clasping it. What just happened to his markings? Where'd they go?! And then, she saw the Cainid's actual markings, and she felt her lungs try to bring in air, but were unable as she stood gaping.
"Who the-" Zukun hissed, her voice flat and no longer mysterious or even attempting towards the fortune-teller facade. Who are you! Immediately, she recovered herself. Snapping her jaws shut, she turned and picked up the statue of Commander Bloodstone.
"Him? You're sure?" She heard herself ask, the fortune-teller mask set firmly in place.
"By the way, there's something amiss with your...er...armor." She hinted. Placing the statue on table, she removed the rest and then closed her eyes. With an exhale, she grasped the Bloodstone figure and placed it on the table, facing Satan.
He stood alone.
"So this is the male you saw attack a black Cainid? Did this Cainid have wings, or was he just black?" She asked, her eyes still closed.