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londoncallingrpg2016-08-31 07:03 am
pippa_flynn) wrote in londoncallingrpg2016-08-31 07:03 am
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And so she had become the Forgotten Queen of the Trooping Fae. Her grandfather's passing had come at a price and now she was some sort of royalty she didn't quite understand and Fin had gone blind again. It was nearly too much to take but Pippa was carrying on. What else could she do? The facts were the facts and no amount of fuss would change it. And she'd tried. She had power coursing through her now, all the time she felt it, and she'd tried to restore Fin's sight. It didn't work. Of course not. Why would it?
And then the dumb twit had gone back to stay with his stupid boyfriend. Pippa was outraged about that and she'd told Fin so. And that didn't work, either. Of course not. And so on that front she bit her tongue. Fin knew how she felt. It had little to do with keeping him close and everything to do with keeping him out of the treacherous prince's arms.
Pippa sighed softly and looked at her mobile that had just chirped. He newest client wanting a progress report. She needed something more concrete and so she sat down at the cafe on one of the dwindling nice days of the London summer, and she texted her client back.
It was striking, just how much she looked like Fin. And, of course, she'd been all over the papers thanks to the paps hounding Fin about his drug use and his blindness. The gentleman at the next table actually had a copy of the daily rag and she smiled at the photo on the cover.
If only life could be as dramatic as the paper made it seem. If only being queen meant something...
And then the dumb twit had gone back to stay with his stupid boyfriend. Pippa was outraged about that and she'd told Fin so. And that didn't work, either. Of course not. And so on that front she bit her tongue. Fin knew how she felt. It had little to do with keeping him close and everything to do with keeping him out of the treacherous prince's arms.
Pippa sighed softly and looked at her mobile that had just chirped. He newest client wanting a progress report. She needed something more concrete and so she sat down at the cafe on one of the dwindling nice days of the London summer, and she texted her client back.
It was striking, just how much she looked like Fin. And, of course, she'd been all over the papers thanks to the paps hounding Fin about his drug use and his blindness. The gentleman at the next table actually had a copy of the daily rag and she smiled at the photo on the cover.
If only life could be as dramatic as the paper made it seem. If only being queen meant something...
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That spoke volumes and Pippa decided then to protect Fin's secret, even though she truly wanted to confess her own. It wasn't right and it wasn't fair and so she simply nodded.
"I appreciate that," she said, gently shifting the topic away from revealing herself. "Everyone wants something from him, and too often he gives it. Or it gets taken. He could do with more genuine friends."
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She paused a moment, considering, then went on, "And you haven't shocked me at all today, Pippa, so don't worry. I have a... a very good friend who is a vampire. It's not a world I know much about, but I trust my friend."
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"I've met a lot of vampires and some aren't monsterous at all. I'm glad I didn't tell you something new. Or make you think I'm nutters," she laughed lightly.
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"There's a veil. Not everything you think you know walks in the mortal world," Pippa said thoughtfully. "I'm going to find out everything I can about it."
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"He's as good a place to begin as any," she said with a nod. "And then I'll just follow the trail as far as it goes. No matter what happens, I'll learn something."
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