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Apr. 4th, 2017 11:12 pm
willysilver: (Royal)
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Beltane was fast approaching. Beltane heralded the season of war. But of late Will's skin had begun to crawl. Magic he was familiar with, magic he had not felt for many years, magic strong and dark haunted him. It was not the strange magic of the Trooping fae that Fin possessed. No, this was familiar.

An old foe.

It wasn't simply a matter of the Unseelie whom Will and his brothers would battle and defeat, as was tradition. This was something he'd defeated with great cost long ago.

The Milesian.

He was keen and watchful as he knew they prowled the Earth. Somehow they had come back from banishment. And the strength of them had grown. Will knew the battle this year would be so much more weighty. There would be no need for a mortal on the field against the Milesian. They came from the Land of the Dead and would take as many lives as they could, fae and mortal alike. Today Will had heard tell of several people dead in the tube. Of course the authorities had their theories and suspicions, but Will knew. He just knew and so tonight with the initial investigation wrapped up he gathered his strength and descended into the tube stop. Magic crackled in the air. Dark magic. Dark as could be.

He reached for the neck of his guitar on his back and to those who could see such things his hand closed around the hilt of a broadsword. A few people waited for the train and Willy wasn't about to let them meet the same fate as the earlier travelers. Those hadn't been killed so much as claimed.

The Daoine Sidhe prince wasnt about to let his city fall to the enemy. Not even if he had to defend it all by himself.

Date: 2017-04-06 02:12 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (More than meets the eye)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
In her mind, Sunny saw Ekwensu dancing in the flickering flame of a candle.

That was an idea to file away for later.

"And how many people are going to die horribly soon if they make it out of this station?" she said, looking toward the tunnel as well.
Edited Date: 2017-04-06 02:13 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-04-06 02:37 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Mmuo Aku)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
It reminded her a little of Mmuo Aku, the skittering, scraping sounds so like a swarm of insects, and the hands of it and the movement so very like spiders. And yet, it was not a masquerade, let alone one made of so many crawling, stinging, venomous bugs. But still, you didn't get cocky even when something didn't seem as dangerous as things you'd already faced. People died that way.

When her nerve wavered for just a moment, Sunny's brain defaulted to humor as she found her resolve again.

"Well. If this story ever gets out and that thing doesn't kill me, my mother certainly will." The raised her knife. It was not made to cut flesh, but that was not what she needed it for.

Date: 2017-04-06 03:29 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Have to go through me)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny didn't give the thing much time to recover from the loss of its limb, her knife slicing through the air sending a blast of force to slam it into the nearest wall like the bug she couldn't stop associating it with.

Date: 2017-04-06 03:56 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Witch)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny only smiled. She was already half a ghost, at least when you put everything about her abilities into layman's terms. She drew a pattern in the air with her knife, chanting low in Igbo and summoning flame around the abomination lying prone on the floor.

Date: 2017-04-06 04:17 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Witch)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
She nodded her understanding, her eyes on the pile of ash on the ground. Then Sunny pulled together enough of her manners to say, "You prevented it from doing me harm," whether not she really needed that help, he had done it. "I'm grateful for that," she said, carefully skirting a 'thank you.'

Date: 2017-04-06 04:38 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Blue)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny really had no idea what to do with the idea that Willy cared about her and she did her best to simply never dwell on the idea. It felt weird, because she sure as hell only cared about him by proxy. If anything happened to him, Winter and Phouka would be crushed. Not to mention it would figuratively and then probably literally kill Fin.

"I didn't do it for you," she told him honestly. "You don't owe me anything." God did she not want to think of what having a fairy prince in her debt might mean.

Date: 2017-04-06 04:48 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Eyebrow)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny's eyebrows went up slowly and, rather than let herself try to make some joke and let something unfortunate come out--she was terrified it would end up being something about quickies in public restrooms--she just asked, "... Why?"

Date: 2017-04-06 05:12 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Ghost)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
And having only a split second to make up her mind between accepting him and refusing... Sunny took it and went with him.

It was a reflex, built over years as the baby of her group, lagging behind longer and better trained classmates. When someone else's magic was there to rely on, why use her own?

Date: 2017-04-06 05:27 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Have to go through me)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
... Cool.

Though the moment she got over the surprise and the curiosity it inspired showed clearly on her face and she eyed him. "You are not getting anywhere near my home."

Date: 2017-04-06 05:45 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Upset)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
"I'm not helpless," she assured him, bristling.

Sunny really wasn't proud of her reaction, but it was on her before she had much of a chance to hold it back.

Okay. So. School. Figuring out what to do after school. Anael. Faizel. And now she may be a target for eldritch abominations.

Her chin wobbled and she started to cry.

Date: 2017-04-06 06:08 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (You have to die)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
The flower was a momentary distraction from her sudden rush of distress, and just like a child Sunny was pulled away from continuing to weep. She scrubbed roughly at her eyes, frustrated with her lack of control. "I have never even liked you," she said. Humanity and the world were something else entirely, but any feeling for her? "Why bother?"

Date: 2017-04-06 06:42 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Two cultures)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Remembering how her last conversation with Fin had gone down in flames, Sunny snorted. Oh yeah, that was another thing to add to the list.

Her face was redder than she wanted it to be, but she took a deep breath and wiped her eyes and cheeks with her fingers.

Date: 2017-04-06 03:23 pm (UTC)
akatawitch: (Default)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch

"Call me little one again and I will jack up your 'fro beyond repair," Sunny snapped. She breathed, sniffled (which only made her mad), and... "But I don't think I'd say no to a drink."

She didn't know what made her say yes, other than, perhaps, a perverse need to try to understand something. Or maybe she really just didn't want to go home and be alone yet. Whatever.

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