Gathering Post

[lcrpg_npc]

The Queen's official birthday celebrations might wait for the better, brighter weather of June, instead of the actual date just passed, but there was no lack of things to do in London this week, even if it was cooler and damper than the week before. St. George's day festivities were scattered throughout the city, competing with celebrations of the four hundredth anniversary of Shakespeare's death. Getting around the city could be even more difficult than usual on Sunday, with multiple streets closed off for the London marathon.

There were exhibits - everything from graphic design to a survey of Sicilian history to the influence of underwear. And the same level of diversity could be found whether you were in the mood for music, theatre, good food, or late night fun. There was something for everyone, and no matter your plans - or lack of plans - you never quite knew what you were going to find, or who might find you.



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[just_hex]

The fight had left him. Maybe he could be a complete arse with other people, but not with someone like Fin. His best mate. A man he loved so very much in the best possible way. He'd never had a brother, but if he had...well, they probably wouldn't get on as well as he and Fin did.

"Alright. Tea. But let me pay for me own ride. Winter didn't even let me spring for pizza. He said he has an account," he said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yes, his favourite account, my credit card," Fin snorted. "And no, I insist," he said firmly. "My treat. You can pay me back some other way in the future."

[just_hex]

"You're to good to me," he replied. Hex moved then so he could face Fin and he hugged him, careful not to be a brute about it.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You're my best friend, Hex. I don't think I could ever be anything else to you, no matter what," Fin admitted, returning the embrace and kissing Hex's cheek.

[just_hex]

Hex held on for another long moment before he let go. He turned away quickly so Fin wouldn't see his eyes were a bit damp.

"How about that tea?" he said and reached for the pot. Maybe tea was what he needed. Maybe he should stick to tea from now on.