OTA - Good as New?
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londoncallingrpgLess 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: 2016-06-04 05:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-04 06:05 pm (UTC)"Well he can't live on cake, despite his best efforts, and let's be honest, Will's not likely to step in and feed him a vegetable..." Fin countered, still pouting a little.
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Date: 2016-06-04 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-05 12:00 am (UTC)"I certainly never signed up to be anyone's mum."
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Date: 2016-06-05 03:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-05 04:36 am (UTC)"Oi, you better watch it. One wish and they could be living with you for a month," he cautioned playfully.
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Date: 2016-06-05 04:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-05 04:43 am (UTC)"You don't know that. I might have a real wicked streak now," Fin countered. "Just imagine, a whole month of being woken by Winter Wisp... And he's a very early riser."
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Date: 2016-06-05 06:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-05 06:07 pm (UTC)"So what are your plans for the summer then? Will you work? Travel? Hibernate?" he teased.