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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[winter_wisp]

"Yes. ...And no," Winter replied, giggling as his car went flying right off the path.

"I am big when I take my potion, but I can shrink and grow as I please until it wears off."

[just_hex]

"Bang on, that's pure boss," Hex replied. While he waited for Winter to get back on the path he swallowed the rest of his beer.

[winter_wisp]

"Pure boss," Winter echoed, not sure what it meant, but liking how it sounded.

[just_hex]

"That's it," Hex chuckled. "Give me a bit of time and I'd have you sounding proper Scouse. You probably don't know what that is. Where I'm from, Liverpool, that's what we're called."

[winter_wisp]

"Scouse," Winter echoed. "That's weird. You're weird, Hex," he giggled, coming in third and getting ready to start the next race.

[just_hex]

Hex hit pause and went to get another beer, drinking it down on his way back.

"I'm not weird. I'm hardly even interesting. Just daft old Hex. And since I got shot I'm not much good for anything," he said matter-of-factly.

[winter_wisp]

"You were shot? Like in games?" Winter asked, looking over curiously. "Why?"

[just_hex]

Hex was quiet for a moment, then wet his lips. Winter wasn't human, surely he'd believe in something as fantastic as the Doctor...

Or maybe not.

"I went traveling, just a short trip. There was a misunderstanding and a bloke shot me in the chest. Just here," he said, pulling down the collar of his henley so Winter could see the healing wound. "I've not been working or exercizing, so coming here is a treat."

He paused.

"Like ice cream, but better."

[winter_wisp]

"Ow," Winter said softly, reaching out to touch the wound with thin fingers.

His magic reached out curiously, healing some of the damage hidden beneath the skin. Though he pulled away a beat later, worried he'd overstepped his bounds.

[just_hex]

Hex's eyes went wide as he felt an itch and a burn and then no pain at all. He moved his arm experimentally and could feel his chest cooperate.

"Oh my god," he said in wonder. "I didn't know you could do that!"

[winter_wisp]

"I'm sorry!" Winter squeaked, looking worried. "Sometimes my magic just wants to help. ...Especially when I am big."

[just_hex]

"No, no! Don't be sorry. It's brilliant. Thank you," he said, forgetting he shouldn't say thank you to a fairy. He smiled at Winter and reached out to ruffle his hair.

"It's brilliant. Really. You're amazing."

[winter_wisp]

Winter preened a little, looking pleased, then pausing when the pizza arrived.

"Food!" he grinned.

[just_hex]

Hex drank his beer as he got up to get a slice or two for himself. It smelled delicious and he was feeling the effects of the lager, making him warm and loose. He'd missed feeling like this.

"These are brilliant," he said. "Today is fantastic."

[winter_wisp]

"Yes!" Winter peeped in agreement, bringing the pies through and laying them out on the coffee table, opening each and taking a slice.

[just_hex]

Hex fetched a third beer and sat to eat. The game was paused for the time being.

"You're pretty happy about pizza," he chuckled. "I like you, Winter. I don't think I know anyone else quite like you."

[winter_wisp]

"I am the only Winter Wisp, that's probably why," Winter assured him, settling in close beside him as he happily chowed down on pizza.

[just_hex]

"That probably is why," Hex agreed. One more bite, then he sipped on his beer. It really was all he wanted. The pizza was good, but, well, he was enjoying his buzz.

[winter_wisp]

Winter ate one slice, then another, and another, only stopping when there was a tap on the door.

"Winter?" came Fin's voice as the door opened. "Oh, you've got dinner. ...Oh, Hex," he added, smiling brightly- A smile that faltered as he spotted the beer.

[just_hex]

Hex was just drunk enough that he didn't care about being caught. He took a swallow and then nodded at Fin. Another sip to wash down the bite and he smiled.

"Fin! Do you know what Winter can do? He touched me wound and healed me up. Just like that," he grinned.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Yes, he's, um- He's very talented," Fin said, frowning a little. "Winter, could you do me a favour? It's just us tonight, and I'm a bit worn out from work. Would you take Keats out for a quick run?"

The pixie nodded eagerly, getting to his feet and rushing off to get the dog.

Alone, Fin turned a hard look on Hex.

"I can't believe you're drinking," he scolded. "After all your hard work..."

[just_hex]

"Oh, don't be like that," Hex replied. "It's just a few beers with pizza. I'm not even drunk."

But there were four cans in front of him to Winter's one that wasn't even finished.

"We're just having some fun."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"...Look, I can't tell you what to do, but if your drinking was enough of a problem that you had to get clean, then you don't do it around Winter," Fin said firmly. "Do whatever you like when you're with Danny, but I don't want Winter being exposed to it. It's been hard enough convincing him not to drink himself stupid when he goes out."

[just_hex]

"You know, maybe if you weren't so hard on him he wouldn't want to drink. He could have fun in other ways. God knows you're making me want to get drunk right now," he said, turning the blame onto Fin rather than accepting any himself.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Hard on him?" Fin replied flatly. He wasn't a pushover, but he was all to aware that they were all far too soft on Winter.

"Whatever Hex. You can wait in my flat while I call you a cab," he said, willing himself not to get annoyed with the other man.