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Jun. 28th, 2017 02:37 am
willysilver: (Emerald Eyes)
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It was late at the Alpha, Will's Tuesday night haunt, and though he'd not come to perform he had come to drink. He'd had glass after glass of Kahluha and cream. Good, thick cream that he downed with the express purpose of getting drunk. Truly pissed.

But at some point someone had tugged at him and convinced him he needed to sing. His magic made him familiar even when his face did not. He was still getting acustom to the face that greeted him in the mirror. The crowd was convincing, though, and the call of music struck him deep. And so he'd taken a guitar from a man performing tonight and he took the stage.

"Just one song," he said into the mike and the crowd clapped and cheered. He tested the strings and thought of all the songs he knew. He decided on one that was relatively new. One from another musician.

Just stop your crying
It's a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
Hope you're wearing your best clothes
You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky
You look pretty good down here
But you ain't really good
If we never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets?
The bullets
We never learn, we been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets?
The bullets
Just stop your crying
It's a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
It'll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
Have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
And things are pretty good from here
Remember everything…


The crowd was crying and cheering at the same time as he finished. Cameras flashed as he descended the stage.

Fin was gone and Willy felt hollow. He loved the other fae and yet with the severance of their bond he felt...empty. He didn't grieve him as he otherwise might. He simply carried on. Stop your crying.

Willy passed through compliments and praise. He took the last of his drink, licking the cream from the ice cubes, and then stepped out onto the street. Someone offered him a cigarette and he took it, leaning against the building and looking up at the sky, wondering if Fin could see the same moon he saw.



(Outside the Alpha, one of the smallest bars in London. Fin has been gone since the Solstice war and Willy has a new face. OTA forever)

Date: 2017-06-29 08:05 pm (UTC)
yves: (all blue)
From: [personal profile] yves
"Mmm, I suppose it is calming," Yves agreed, shrugging one shoulder. "All that manic energy and bloodlust slowly fading. What vile creatures we were born to be, hmm? How fortunate that unlike our kin, you and I have become- Civilised, for lack of a better term."

Date: 2017-06-29 08:36 pm (UTC)
yves: (Default)
From: [personal profile] yves

"It's less a matter of liking it here, more a matter of hating it there," Yves frowned. "Mortals are interesting though, on occasion."

Date: 2017-06-29 09:20 pm (UTC)
yves: (Default)
From: [personal profile] yves

"My interest in mortal's ability to create 'magic' when they have none. They have no power, yet they create potions... It's interesting," Yves said honestly.

Date: 2017-06-29 09:43 pm (UTC)
yves: (Default)
From: [personal profile] yves

"I find that slightly less impressive, but I suppose it's true," Yves admitted, leading the way to the door of a narrow, but grand looking home.

Date: 2017-06-29 09:58 pm (UTC)
yves: (Default)
From: [personal profile] yves

"It is," Yves agreed. "It's been so long since we last met though, I thought this would be a good opportunity to reconnect, as mortals call it. ...Perhaps we can start with why you're so drunk," he suggested.

Date: 2017-06-30 06:34 am (UTC)
yves: (chair)
From: [personal profile] yves
Yves didn't honestly know what to say to that, and he frowned before pouring them each a drink. Not cream, but a wine of his own making using fruit from home.

"Why not do a simple locating spell and hunt them down?" he asked, gracefully slumping into his own chair.

Date: 2017-06-30 11:59 pm (UTC)
yves: (WH the glow)
From: [personal profile] yves
"I'm really not someone to give relationship advice," the other fae assured him. "If love lingers between you though, surely that is worth preserving in some way?"

Not that he'd know, not really.

Date: 2017-07-01 08:20 pm (UTC)
yves: (mouth)
From: [personal profile] yves
"Mmm, just make sure you don't waste your time while waiting. There are plenty of things other than lust and love to fill one's time with," Yves said seriously.

Date: 2017-07-01 10:46 pm (UTC)
yves: (6_6)
From: [personal profile] yves
"Sounds... Rustic," Yves replied. "I suppose that suits you. ...Speaking of looks though, why the new face?"

Date: 2017-07-05 10:10 pm (UTC)
yves: (Default)
From: [personal profile] yves
"Resurrection is dangerous magic. Strong magic too. ...Could have altered something in the pathways your magic travels through. In theory, it should correct itself, though there's no knowing when," Yves said thoughtfully.

Date: 2017-07-05 11:04 pm (UTC)
yves: (Default)
From: [personal profile] yves

"I could undo it," Yves replied confidently. "If you want to be free, I can easily make it so. Strings like that can be cut, if you're a master of precision like me."

Date: 2017-07-06 07:40 pm (UTC)
yves: (Default)
From: [personal profile] yves

"It mightn't kill you," he said, tilting his head and watching Will curiously.

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