Gathering Post - 5/7-5/15

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WEATHER || LONDONIST || BBC NEWS

(Rather than write the same vague drivel, here is a pretty gif to inspire you, a link to the weather for the week, and a link to londonist, a great resource for all things London related. As always this post is open all week. Tag in, tag others, check back often!)

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[yves]

"No?" the Fae replied. "If you ever decide you should, I could check it for you," he offered, though as pleasant as his tone was, there was something about Yves that made it feel a bit like a threat.

[harrowgate]

"Would I get to keep my eyes?" Felix asked promptly, with a glimmer of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

[yves]

"I suppose that would depend on how interesting they proved to be," Yves replied.

[harrowgate]

For the first time in this brief conversation, Felix began to see this man as potentially frightening. Potentially dangerous. There was something about the way he spoke that was stomach-wrenchingly familiar, and Felix didn't want to think about the reason why. He suppressed a shiver. "I think I'll pass on the check-up, then. As long as we're asking one another personal medical questions, how bad is your allergy to cold iron?"

[yves]

Yves smiled then, dangerous- Yet charming. It was a fine line, but the fae walked it gracefully.

"You've stumbled onto one of my more interesting traits. You see, when I was younger, much younger, I was once taken by the Iron Court after a battle. They kept me for a year. The first six months were... Agony. It was as though my flesh was permanently on fire, and I wore marks that I was certain would never heal. My hair went shock white- At least what remained on my head did. ...And then, something odd happened. I began to adapt," Yves purred. "By the time they freed me, my skin had healed, and my hair had gone dark again. I'm not immune, but I have a remarkable tolerance now. ...It's one of the reasons I no longer live with my kin. It unsettled them. It was unheard of. ...It's one of the reasons I became a doctor."

And possibly one of the reasons Felix was right to fear him.

[harrowgate]

Felix listened with both tattooed hands wrapped around his cup, as if that could shield him somehow. The idea was, frankly, terrifying. The Fae had always been known to be powerful beyond mortal ken, in a wholly different way than wizards could be. Even the Cabal didn't understand Fae magic, if it could even be called magic in the way Felix understood it. Iron had always been humanity's defense, the symbol of their progress, industry, and technology that brought them out of caves and the darkness of fear.

A full-blooded Fae, in this world, with no fear of iron... that was a frightening thing indeed.

"Why," Felix asked in a low, carefully steady voice, "do you think they freed you?"

[yves]

"I think they were afraid," Yves purred. "My kin certainly were when I returned."

He smiled then, bright and charismatic. "Their loss. I never fit in with them very well anyway. I was always an outsider."

[harrowgate]

Felix knew that look; he'd worn it himself often enough. Yves liked people to be afraid of him. He liked wielding the power of fear. Yes, Felix knew that sensation a little too well.

"So, you decided to come live among us on this side?"

[yves]

"More like I was asked to leave, and this is where I came," Yves shrugged.

[harrowgate]

"Are there many options? I confess, I've only been to the Other Side once, and it was a bewildering experience. I've heard tell of Wonderland, but are there other worlds one can reach?" Felix hoped such a line of inquiry might prove safer.

[yves]

"No sane person would want to go to Wonderland, as for other worlds, I've heard tell that there are others, but never known anyone who'd actually been," Yves shrugged.

[harrowgate]

Felix looked almost wistful, over his cup. "I can barely imagine. We don't even know everything about our world, and there are others to learn from. I'm never going to live long enough to learn everything I want to."

[yves]

"I'm sure if you made a wish, to the right set of ears, you could have several lifetimes to learn as much as one mind can," Yves said casually.

[harrowgate]

Felix lifted those odd eyes to him, steadily. "Or I could live well past my natural life span on the magic contained in the terror and pain of others. I know quite well where that leads. My colleagues banned the practice, naturally, but I wasn't raised Cabaline."

[yves]

"Not an offer, just an idea," Yves shrugged.

He didn't grant wishes very often any more.

[harrowgate]

"My dear doctor, I'm certain that when you're making me an offer, I'll recognize it instantly," Felix promised him in a lilting purr.

[yves]

Yves wondered if he'd recognize a threat as well, but only smiled and nodded once.