OTA - Good as New?
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Less than three hours ago Tevaughn had come crashing into his life. He should have been reeling from it still, and yet- No, not so much. If anything, the world seemed a bit more stable now. Things that had seemed strange or unexplained now made sense. The troubles of his past had a new context, and Fin- Fin found himself feeling more like himself than he had ever had before.
He was no longer cold, and though his heart was still filigree and enchanted, it no longer beat at random- It was steady, rhythmic and calm. The hate in his gut had been destroyed, and all seemed well. ...Everything had a price though, and this time the price had been something he was supposed to have surrendered a long time ago. Finlay Flynn was no longer mortal, undead or otherwise. Finlay Flynn was fae. Had always been fae- Only lost, then damaged, then nearly destroyed.
His skin was warm to the touch now, though it was still ever so faintly blue in certain lights, as were the whites of his eyes. He seemed taller now too, as though his bones had been stretched out slightly, everything sharper, less delicate.
The strangest thing, however, was the buzzing feeling in his blood. Magic, Tevaughn had said. Too weak now to do anything, but something that would grow in time. It might take weeks, possibly years, to come through, but- It was there. It was there, and it felt- It felt wonderful. It was like having something returned to him that he'd never even known he'd lost.
He knew he ought to go directly to Will, to hunt him down and tell him everything he'd missed- But for the first time in years, everything in the world just felt right, and Fin found himself sitting outside a cafe instead. No cigarette in hand, no pills or poisons, just a cup of coffee and an understanding that the world as he knew it was about to change quite drastically.
He was no longer cold, and though his heart was still filigree and enchanted, it no longer beat at random- It was steady, rhythmic and calm. The hate in his gut had been destroyed, and all seemed well. ...Everything had a price though, and this time the price had been something he was supposed to have surrendered a long time ago. Finlay Flynn was no longer mortal, undead or otherwise. Finlay Flynn was fae. Had always been fae- Only lost, then damaged, then nearly destroyed.
His skin was warm to the touch now, though it was still ever so faintly blue in certain lights, as were the whites of his eyes. He seemed taller now too, as though his bones had been stretched out slightly, everything sharper, less delicate.
The strangest thing, however, was the buzzing feeling in his blood. Magic, Tevaughn had said. Too weak now to do anything, but something that would grow in time. It might take weeks, possibly years, to come through, but- It was there. It was there, and it felt- It felt wonderful. It was like having something returned to him that he'd never even known he'd lost.
He knew he ought to go directly to Will, to hunt him down and tell him everything he'd missed- But for the first time in years, everything in the world just felt right, and Fin found himself sitting outside a cafe instead. No cigarette in hand, no pills or poisons, just a cup of coffee and an understanding that the world as he knew it was about to change quite drastically.
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Date: 2016-05-29 11:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-29 11:55 pm (UTC)A little magic never hurt anyone.
Except when it did. He turned his attention back to Fin and shrugged.
"The fae do not go lightly into war, though I would not discount battles. Many battles with my kin, and those of Air and Darkness. And when my mother hears...well, in truth she likely already knows. What I did not comprehend she likely knew when she set eyes on you. That would explain why she has never liked you."
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Date: 2016-05-30 12:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-30 12:05 am (UTC)"No. We will not, nor any holidays. It might be wise to leave London. It might be wise to go live on the moon. But I have never been wise and I am not afraid of battle, Finlay, my love. And so we shall weather whatever storm comes our way."
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Date: 2016-05-30 12:33 am (UTC)"We must all be brave," he said. "And you, too, must learn to protect yourself."
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Date: 2016-05-30 12:41 am (UTC)"You'e so calm and collected- I was worried you'd be upset."
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Date: 2016-05-30 01:00 am (UTC)"God, I left the flat such a wreck, Meg will be furious. We should bring a cake home or something."
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Date: 2016-05-30 01:42 am (UTC)"No need to wait. There is tea a-plenty at home," he said. He got up, his lazy slouch making him look terribly relaxed and at ease, but when he stood he felt his pocket to make sure he had the cold iron dagger tucked away. Just in case. He'd taken it when they'd left the flat because he had assumed, incorrectly of course, that the Unseelie had taken Fin before the Summer War.
And it seemed he wasn't entirely wrong in the assumption he may need it. He'd carry it everyday from now on.
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Date: 2016-05-30 01:49 am (UTC)It was lovely. It was... Intoxicating.
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Date: 2016-05-30 01:54 am (UTC)While they were soaking the cake he looked at Fin and then bent to whisper in his ear.
"Are you sweeter than any cake?" he purred. "When we get home I will have a taste and see..."
His hair his his face as he pressed it against Fin's neck and breathed in the fragrance of him and then kissed the warm skin.
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Date: 2016-05-30 01:57 am (UTC)"You don't want to soak me in brandy first? Cover me in rich cream?" he whispered.
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Date: 2016-05-30 02:01 am (UTC)"I would cover you in cream and honey and lick you until I was drunk," he said, then sucked slowly on the lobe of Fin's ear. In that moment he completely forgot that they were in the bakery. Fin's power may be weak but it was there and Willy had never found him so insanely distracting.
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Date: 2016-05-30 02:05 am (UTC)Oh. ...Oh, he'd forgotten what that was like, having the blood rush up and down at the same time.
It was delightfully dizzying.
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Date: 2016-05-30 02:10 am (UTC)"I need to get you home," he said. "Before I get arrested for indecency."
It was such a beautiful day, he thought. The sun was out, the birds were lively, and Fin, his own true heart, was well and whole and magic. Danger be damned, he would enjoy this moment.
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