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The weather this weekend wasn't worth getting excited over, but it was fair enough to justify some time out and about. Stores were packed with new stock, cafes were brimming with life, and as always, London herself was buzzing with activity.

In South London Pop Brixton was celebrating its second birthday, offering up DJs and live performances, along side plenty of food and drink vendors. Though if your mouth's watering and that's a tube trip too far, you could always head on over to Westfield Shepherd's Bush, where you'd find a fun food truck festival. For those looking to fill up with girl power rather than pudding, you could always head over to the Powerpuff Girls pop up shop. As always, there was no shortage of things to do this weekend.

The news was still packed with election chatter, and talk of the concert for Manchester, but if you took a peek at twitter, you might find a little conspiracy brewing all about one Finlay Flynn- Who's management was currently fighting rumors about his disappearance. Little theories kept popping up, showing how his twitter feed seemed slightly off, or how filming for his BBC 3 show had been suspiciously delayed. There were youtube videos discussing it, threads on various online forums, all chattering about how the actor who was so often spotted on the tube or in pubs was suddenly absent. A silly little bit of internet crazy for most- But an unsettling reminder of his absence to those in the know.

Still, London stopped for nobody, and the city was in full bloom, just as it was every weekend.

(OTA! As always the GP will be open for at least a week, so tag in, tag others, and check back often!)

Timed to Wednesday night

Date: 2017-06-05 01:02 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (inhale)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Pulsing- Pulsing light, pulsing sound, like being chained to the floor of London's shittiest night club with a bag over his head. Everything muffled and distorted from being too loud. That's all he remembered. He'd been walking home- No, running home, winding and dashing... Then he'd been somewhere else. Like a dream he couldn't wake up from.

...And then, just like that, he'd been back.

The alley reeked of booze and piss, and Fin's head was pounding as he slowly sat up. It was late and dark, but somehow everything felt too bright and loud. Ducking his head, he covered his ears with his hands and took slow breaths, only now realizing he was shirtless. What he couldn't see, however, was the large tattoo that now covered most of his back, a series of runes and symbols woven into pretty circles that spiralled outwards.

One more deep breath, and the world seemed to calm again, no longer an overstimulating mess of colour and noise. Like this he could focus, and Finlay pulled himself to his feet, patting himself down to find a broken phone, a crushed pack of cigarettes, and a very beaten up looking wallet.

Emerging from the alley, the actor forced himself to find that charming smile of his, and turned it on the first person to pass by.

"Sorry, mate, sorry, I know I look a mess, but- Well, my mates think they're hilarious..."

He wove a story about a drunk night out with the lads, and though the man had seemed startled at first, he was laughing by the end, accepting Fin's offer to buy his coat and offering a good prank for him to pull in return.

Covered enough to face the public, Finlay headed off to the nearest department store, smiling at the clerk and promising to let her get a selfie if she'd let him buy a new outfit and freshen up first. The young fae was oblivious to all the internet buzz currently going on, but it worked in his favour, and the young woman was more than willing to bend the rules for him if it meant getting a bit of attention for herself.

When he emerged from the shop he looked as if nothing had happened. A quick wash and new clothes, and Fin was as good as new- On the outside at least. Inside he was buzzing. A nervous wreck with a head that couldn't seem to stay on straight. A heavy fog hung over his brain, and while he knew he ought to head right home, he found himself walking towards the pub. A drink... A drink would fix this. Then maybe one more...

Four shots later and Fin was leaning hard against the bar, drunk and warm and- Confused. Like he was lost in his own head.

Re: Timed to Wednesday night

Date: 2017-06-05 07:04 am (UTC)
pippa_flynn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn
Pip had a certain intuition when it came to Fin. She always had had it and to her it was as natural as breathing. It wasn't as if she knew where he was, or anything like that. But she knew within ten minutes when he'd be knocking on her door. She knew when he was in danger by some sickening twist of her gut she'd learned not to dismiss.

And of late, with him gone, she'd been a bit of a mess, really. A bit, because for the first time in as long as she could recall she'd had no intuition about him at all. It was a void where once there had been something. Though she couldn't name it or even describe it with any sense it had been there...and then it was gone.

But today she'd woken up and it was back. Back with a bang. She knew Fin wasn't in danger, that felt different. But she knew something was afoot.

She'd set out at once, trusting to fate. Well, fate and a bit of simply knowing Fin. She got into a cab and paid him to drive round. Round and round til things just felt right. The fare had been hefty but she wasn't fussed. She simply paid it and got out and began to walk. Into shops, into cafes, into an office building. And then she walked into a shop where a girl was on her mobile, showing photos to her mate.

"It was really him! I tweeted it right off. And he did a snapchat with me, too. Lovely. What the papers say is all wrong."

"Can I see?" Pippa asked, all wide eyed innocence.

"Here! Look!" the shop girl said excitedly, showing Pip a face she'd been desperate to see for a week now.

"Bang on," she grinned. "Where did he go?"

"That way. Probably the tube," the girl shrugged. And Pip left, turning to follow her nose. The tube was likely, but something told her as she walked past the bar she should go in. Her gut. Just intuition.

And there she saw her baby brother against the bar. Pippa let go a breath of relief and walked in, her Jimmy Choos clocking across the hardwood floor.

"Buy a girl a drink?" she asked, as if they might be long lost lovers instead of the closest siblings.

Date: 2017-06-05 03:54 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (lost in my thoughts)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
It took a moment for it to click, but when he looked up he knew exactly who he'd see. He'd felt her even before he'd heard her, that blood connection of theirs stronger than ever now.

"As many as you want," Fin said with a tired looking smile. "She's on my tab," he told the bartender. "Whatever she wants..."

He looked unsteady, and he rubbed his face a bit before taking his drink and staggering over to an empty table in the corner.

Date: 2017-06-05 05:20 pm (UTC)
pippa_flynn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

Pippa ordered a vodka soda for herself and then wandered over to sit with Fin. Everything was slow and practiced, no sense of urgency, no outward trace of the rush she felt at seeing him after she'd thought he might be lost.

Though when she sat, it was close, and she laid her hand lightly on his leg.

"A couple more drinks and we'll get you home, I think."

Date: 2017-06-05 05:44 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (crouch)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin drew away slightly, hunching over his drink.

"I don't want to go home, Pip," he insisted quietly, pushing his shaggy hair back and out of his face. "I want to be here."

Date: 2017-06-05 06:03 pm (UTC)
pippa_flynn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

"You want to sit in a dodgy bar in a part of town you never go to? Alright...but then I must insist you tell me where you've been. You look like you've been on a bender, but if you'd been in the clubs it would have been on Twitter and there's been no sign of you," she said, calm and even as she stirred her drink with the straw but did not sip it.

Date: 2017-06-05 08:01 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (default)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin was quiet for a long moment, staring deep into his glass as though trying to see the future in a pint of beer- But eventually he looked over at Pippa.

"I don't know where I've been," he said honestly. "Don't know how long I was gone, or what happened, I just- I feel like something happened. I remember vibrations and light, but it's all muffled, and when I try and focus on it, I feel this pit of dread in my gut."

He shifted in his seat a little, slumping into the corner, his head resting against the wall.

"I don't know if I've blocked it out or someone's blocked it out for me- But if those memories are hiding inside me somewhere, I'm not sure I want to dig them up, Pip."

Date: 2017-06-05 08:15 pm (UTC)
pippa_flynn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

Pippa frowned and huffed a small sigh.

"You've been gone a week, Fin," she said. "I can understand not wanting to remember, but be real...you can't hide here forever. If nothing else that bastard fae is really worried about you. He came to see me. He's a fright."

Date: 2017-06-05 08:22 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (distant)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"He'll only panic more when I tell him I don't even know where I've been," Fin replied, squirming again as though his back was sore.

"God, I feel like I've been sleeping on a bed of thorns or something," he complained.

Date: 2017-06-05 08:23 pm (UTC)
pippa_flynn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

"Maybe a doctor first wouldn't be beyond reason..." she suggested gently. "At least that Hex boy."

Date: 2017-06-05 08:25 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (fire)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin looked unsure, then sighed.

"Yeah, I guess. ...I dunno. Hex sometimes has a hard time being around my magic," he admitted.

Date: 2017-06-05 08:31 pm (UTC)
pippa_flynn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

"I'll be with you. I'll wring his neck if need be," she said with confidence. Every day her power grew stronger and she gained more control. But her true strength came from her position as big sister, not queen.

"Do you know his number? I'll ring him."

Date: 2017-06-05 09:58 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (a mess)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Without thinking, Fin fished his phone from his pocket, forgetting for a moment that it was broken.

"I... I don't, actually. Not off the top of my head, Pip," the young fae admitted, rubbing his face with both hands and pushing his hair back. He could fix this, he could make it so everything was at it had been, and let this experience scab right over. With any luck it would fade, rather than scar.

Brave face in place, he knocked back the rest of his beer and found a smile good enough to pass as genuine.

"You're right, you know? I should just go home. Let's just... Let's keep this between us for now, alright? I'll think of something to tell Will, to tell everyone, okay? No one needs to know what happened- I mean, I don't, right?"

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Re: Timed to Wednesday night

Date: 2017-06-08 12:08 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (oh honey)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
"Fin?!" Angelique came into (however blurry) view next to him at the bar, appearing as if from out of nowhere. She was barely done-up for the night, wearing a very loose skirt and top with hardly any make-up, having not expected to actually go out anywhere. The alerts she'd set up on her phone had called to her, and she'd quickly followed their trail to Fin's location.

Maybe Fin was some sort of not-human-being, like that frustrating man in the spectacles had hinted, and maybe Angelique didn't belong in that world at all. Maybe she couldn't do a damn thing about the Cosmic Forces or Vampire Politics or whatever decided to stand between her and the people she cared about that week. But she could mop up afterward, and she'd found she was good at it.

Angelique lowered her voice to try not to attract too much (more) attention. "There you are. At last. I'm here to get you home."

Re: Timed to Wednesday night

Date: 2017-06-08 01:20 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (tilted right)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
It took Fin a moment to focus, but when he did he found a warm smile for her. It was a tired sort of smile, yes, but no less charming than usual.

"Why go home now? The night's young still, I think. ...I don't really know. Times a bit, you know, time-ish at the moment. Well, for me anyway."

Putting an arm around Angelique, Fin waved the bartender over.

"Get this woman a drink, wont you? Anything she wants, it's on my tab."

Date: 2017-06-08 03:00 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (modern)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
"No," Angelique told the bartender firmly, catching her eye to reaffirm she was serious. Even if this was Finlay Flynn draped over her shoulders, he was clearly drunk and she was clearly not.

Then, more gently, she turned back to Fin and touched a hand to his cheek. "No, honey, I don't want a drink. Not here. We need to get you home. You've been missing for a week, don't you know? I've half a mind to take you to hospital, except that I know I'd never win that argument."

Date: 2017-06-08 02:07 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"Don't take me to hospital," he said softly, leaning into her and resting his chin on her shoulder for a moment. "They'd never let me back out."

Pulling away, he pushed his hair back with both hands, moving a bit more stiffly than usual.

"Has it really been a whole week?"

Date: 2017-06-10 03:35 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (Default)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
"It has, honey," Angelique confirmed in a warm but steady voice. She dug her phone out of the shoulder bag she was carrying, lighting the screen so he could see the date on her lock screen (which was a photo of lights on the Thames at night).

"We're going to pay your bill and get you home. We'll drink as much as you like when we get there, I promise. But the world is starting to notice where you are, and I'm not inclined to let them mob you when you..." Angelique faltered briefly. When you might not be yourself. "When you might be hurt."

Date: 2017-06-10 03:54 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"I'm not hurt. ...Well, perhaps I am, I don't honestly know," Fin admitted, not even glancing at the phone. If Angelique said it had been a week, he believed her.

"You want to come home with me, love? I think I'd much rather go back to yours," he murmured, his breath rich with the scent of tonight's indulgences, but his voice steady enough to pass for sober. "We could hide all night from the press, from these people. I'll write sonnets about your glamour, and your deliciously long legs, while you nurse me back to health by letting me drink spirits straight from your lips," he murmured, his fingers tugging playfully at her skirt.

"Wouldn't we just be such a painfully romantic pair like that? The blind prince, and his perfectly painted muse. Pretty as a picture, and so completely wasted on him. ...On me."

Date: 2017-06-10 04:16 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (distrustful)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Angelique could let herself be swayed by that. It was tempting. It would be easier, to just give in to Fin and the aura of temptation that swirled eternally around him. If it took flirtation to get him somewhere safe, even if that was back to her room at a house where someone like Fin really should not be seen, that would be simple. So very, very simple.

But this wasn't simple, she was starting to think, because Fin had been missing for a week and he hadn't spoken the one name she expected to hear from him first. The longer he went on, the more uncertainty twined around Angelique's heart. Surely it wasn't possible, what she feared?

"You already have a muse, Fin," she told him softly, fingertips brushing his fluffy, rumpled hair back from his forehead. "Why haven't you gone home to him?"

Date: 2017-06-10 04:33 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin looked puzzled for a moment, until he slowly snapped out of his tempting little daydream.

"You mean Will? I... I can't see Will yet," the fae insisted, wishing he had just one more drink. "He'll have so many questions, and I don't have any answers, Angelique. I wish I did, but I try and remember and it's just sound, light, and pain."

Date: 2017-06-10 06:21 pm (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (suspicious)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Now Angelique put both hands to either side of his face and looked into his eyes, steady but searching. During their friendship, Fin had told her a lot about Will. Most of it led her to believe that their relationship was unhealthy at best, and outright abusive at worst. Now Fin was afraid to go home because Will would ask too many questions? No. No, that sealed it for her.

"You're coming home with me," she decided, speaking quietly. "But it's not the kind of place you ought to be seen at. We'll avoid the prying eyes as best we can."

Angelique wasn't taking him home for a romantic encounter. Now that she'd started him thinking about Will, she expected the floodgates to open for Fin. Maybe that was a mistake. Maybe she should have taken him for herself... but she couldn't, and she wouldn't, and that was her own doing.

Date: 2017-06-10 06:59 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Nodding slowly, Fin ducked in as if to steal a kiss- Before thinking better of it and leaning into her touch instead.

"Let them see, I don't care," he sighed. "There's a war coming, Angelique. Dark creatures creeping around in the shadows, waiting for a fight. The papers don't alarm me, there are considerably more frightening things than cruel headlines waiting in the night."

He laughed then, his inebriation showing somewhat as he put his finger to his lips.

Date: 2017-06-11 12:42 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (distrustful)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Angelique didn't know what he meant, not exactly but wasn't that the way of the world now? No one knew when someone might attack. You could get blown up because someone decided they had a grudge against your entire way of living.

Or did he mean something -- as that man Q had said -- something 'less than human'?

"Let's settle up your tab and you can tell me everything back at mine," Angelique said decisively, resting a hand on Fin's shoulder because he might just need the stability.

Date: 2017-06-11 12:47 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (messy fashion)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin nodded again, smoothing his hair back before digging in his pocket and fishing out his wallet. The cash he left on the bar was more than a generous tip, but he didn't wait for change as he staggered slightly off towards the door.

Suddenly fresh air sounded like the best thing ever.

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