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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[london_spy]

Danny was shaking, but rather than lay down, he leaned lightly into Hex, burying his face against the other man's neck.

It felt like the whole world was falling apart and spinning out of control all around him. Even Hex, who'd always been so solid and there was suddenly falling apart. Danny wasn't thick, he knew the man was secretly drinking. He saw him flinch at loud sounds and the way he seemed to be fading away more and more...

Everything was broken, and it was- It was too much.

[just_hex]

Hex held him, keeping him close. He hummed softly, a tuneless lullaby. He didn't know what to do. Danny was damaged, he knew that, but he'd always thought he could help. Maybe he'd been wrong. Maybe it was all going to go to hell.

"I'll stay tonight," he offered, thinking of nothing else he could do.

[london_spy]

Danny nodded a little, whispering his thanks and then slowly lowering himself onto the bed again.

[just_hex]

Hex held him and petted his hair. The Phouka slowly slipped out of the room and closed the door behind him, standing guard outside.

"Go to sleep, Danny. We'll worry about it all tomorrow. Go to sleep now."