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London was a magic epicenter of sorts. Between doors to The Otherside, dormant and active portals, and an active wizarding community, it was a hub of energy, more so now than it had been for quite some time. The city was experiencing a magical renaissance of sorts- Which sounded lovely and made it a prime place to be for those exploring and studying magical energies, but wasn't so wonderful for London's more 'normal' sorts.

Magic didn't care if you were a dark lord or a banker, if it liked you, it liked you- And it was impossible to guess who it would like.

Today magic energy was at an all time high. Another blip in the usually somewhat steady stream of power that flowed through the streets. As a result, odd things were afoot- From mischievous inconveniences, to darker disruptions. Unlike the portals, these bothers were a touch more subtle, creeping up unseen on the unsuspecting.

Last time around the magic had seemed lighthearted and playful- And some of it still was, but... There was an intensity to some of it this time, harking back to the troubles that seemed to roll around every Halloween now. Something wicked was caught in the current, and while it wasn't out to harm everyone, it did seem keen to target a few.

(OTA. Just like the last time, the magic can affect your pup however you see fit. Unlike last time, however, some of the magic has taken a darker turn. It doesn't have to do something wicked to your pup, of course, but the option is there now. This post will be open from 7/18-7/28 or longer if needed. Tag in, tag others, and check back often.)

Date: 2017-07-21 01:05 am (UTC)
wispofathing: (Drowning)
From: [personal profile] wispofathing
And as she half expected, it tried to take the face of Rockhouse.

Curnen sneered.

"Don't you fucking dare," she barked at it. "He's dead and drained and buried on Emania Knob. Who else you got? Bo-Kate Wisby? Someone shot her in the goddamn head like they should have done sixty years ago. Anybody you got that's scary enough, they've been put down. Do your fucking worst."

And then it smiled. And shifted into her husband.

Curnen's face went white.

Date: 2017-07-21 01:26 am (UTC)
winter_wisp: (think)
From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
Winter didn't know who he was seeing now, he only knew it couldn't be good. None of this was good, and impulsively the pixie ducked low and picked up some rocks and began throwing them at the being.

"Go away!" the pixie shouted, the rocks gliding through the being, causing it to flicker and glitch again, and it began to alternate between Curnen's husband and the man Winter feared most, morphing, and occasionally getting stuck somewhere between the two, lingering as a horrific vision.

Date: 2017-07-21 02:51 am (UTC)
wispofathing: (Fae)
From: [personal profile] wispofathing
The image of Brushy twisting together with that other face was just what Curnen needed to snap herself out of her stupor. Now she was angry.

Her face twisting with rage, Curnen's hands performed a series of sharp, complex gestures. Her husband was most certainly dead, and whether or not the other was, it didn't matter terribly. He was still part of Winter's past, and that was good enough to tell her how to dispel the magic. It couldn't, wouldn't, fool them with the faces of those who were gone.

The song was a traditional Irish farewall, and she sang it harsh enough to bite.

Of all the money that ere I had, I spent it in good company.
And of all the harm that ere I've done, alas was done to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit, to memory now I cannot recall.
So fill me to the parting glass. Goodnight and joy be with you all.

Date: 2017-07-21 03:00 am (UTC)
winter_wisp: (feral)
From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
The creature snarled at her, the song clearly causing it pain as it began glitching and distorting more and more, before giving up on Crunen and latching back onto Winter. Aspid returned, and the pixie tensed before finally lashing out.

Ice engulfed the being, freezing it in place for a moment before it glitched again and shattered.

"That was a terrible jump scare," Winter said softly, kicking one of the scraps of ice and frowning to himself.

Date: 2017-07-21 05:07 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] wispofathing
Curnen stared at the shards of ice, her eyes wide and black.

And then she spat at the ground. "God fucking dammit."

Date: 2017-07-22 05:35 pm (UTC)
winter_wisp: (sky blu)
From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
Curnen's outburst was a tad unexpected, and Winter jumped a bit at that, looking startled.

"I'm sorry?" he replied, assuming he'd done something wrong, but unsure what that was.

Date: 2017-07-22 06:05 pm (UTC)
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Putting her hands over her face, Curnen took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm down.

"That was my husband," she said, barely loud enough to hear at all.

Date: 2017-07-22 06:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] winter_wisp

Winter nearly asked if she meant Aspid, but his mind was much more focused these days and he soon realised she meant the other man the creature had tried to be.

"...Oh," he said softly. "It wasn't though. It wasn't him any more than it was Aspid, honest. ...It was a lie, Curnen. It was wicked."

Date: 2017-07-22 07:29 pm (UTC)
wispofathing: (Black Eyes)
From: [personal profile] wispofathing
"I know," she whispered. "It had no right to wear his face."

Date: 2017-07-23 01:14 am (UTC)
winter_wisp: (wicked creature)
From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
Sympathetic, Winter reached over and rubbed her arm. His mind was still on Aspid though, the feeling of the wizard's fingers on his skin. He was seeing Aspid more and more lately, and it was starting to feel like the man was somehow above death, crawling his way back to life.

"Bad magic is in the air," the pixie whispered.

Date: 2017-07-23 02:28 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] wispofathing
Curnen nodded, lowering her hands when she'd gotten herself back under control. "And this ain't the first time. Where's it coming from?"

Date: 2017-07-23 02:51 am (UTC)
winter_wisp: (sky blu)
From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
"Aspid," Winter said, though he had no proof of that whatsoever. "He keeps coming! He is fighting death, I think. He was always a dark soul, he hurt me, why wouldn't he hurt everyone?"

Date: 2017-07-23 04:04 am (UTC)
wispofathing: (Wisp)
From: [personal profile] wispofathing
It wasn't impossible, but... "But that wasn't Aspid any more than it was Brushy," Curnen murmured.

Date: 2017-07-23 03:34 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
"I know, but he could be pulling the strings," the pixie insisted, though there wasn't much conviction in his words. "...Curnen, it's getting worse, isn't it? It's not just me, not just my head whispering sour things, right? There's something bad flowing through the city. Something sinister is coming for us all."

Date: 2017-07-23 05:06 pm (UTC)
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Curnen put her arms around him and pulled him close. Winter was much taller than her now and pulling his head to her shoulder would be awkward, but she could rub his back.

"... Yes," she whispered.

Date: 2017-07-23 07:01 pm (UTC)
winter_wisp: (sky blu)
From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
Winter embraced her without hesitation, holding on tight and ducking his head to press a kiss to the top of hers.

"I wish I wasn't afraid," he admitted quietly, pausing, then looking apologetic. "I didn't mean to say the w-word. I never know who I can say it to without making trouble, but it always slips out anyways... You know what I mean though. I'd be happy to be brave in the face of all this magical trouble."

Date: 2017-07-23 07:47 pm (UTC)
wispofathing: (Wisp)
From: [personal profile] wispofathing
"You're all right," Curnen assured him. It was something about her old world kin that she didn't understand. If any of her kind reacted like that to those words, they'd have all been outed centuries ago. "And yeah. I know."

Date: 2017-07-23 08:37 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
Winter held her a little longer, then finally let go.

"We should get ice cream," he decided, looking down at his trainers and kicking a bit at the pavement. "...Ice Cream can fix anything."

Date: 2017-07-24 01:44 am (UTC)
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"Ice cream sounds nice," Curnen agreed, tucking a curl back from Winter's face before pulling her hand away.

Date: 2017-07-24 03:34 am (UTC)
winter_wisp: (Default)
From: [personal profile] winter_wisp

"Something with fudge and cream," Winter added, offering her his hand. "My treat."

Date: 2017-07-24 06:12 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] wispofathing
Curnen slipped her hand into his. "And nuts?"

Date: 2017-07-24 02:41 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] winter_wisp
"Nuts, sprinkles, gummy fish... Anything," Winter nodded, glancing back one last time at where Aspid had stood moments ago.

Date: 2017-07-24 05:56 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] wispofathing
Curnen gave his hand a squeeze. "It wasn't him."

Date: 2017-07-24 07:23 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] winter_wisp

"I know. ...I know," Winter insisted, though he wasn't very convincing, even as he looked at Curnen instead and smiled brightly. Winter wore worry like a neon sign around his neck.

Date: 2017-07-24 08:37 pm (UTC)
wispofathing: (Drowning)
From: [personal profile] wispofathing
Leaning in, Curnen planted a kiss on his shoulder. "I get it. I know what I said to that thing... but sometimes even though I know my father's dead, it don't feel like I'm really safe."

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