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[pippa_flynn]

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...

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[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin hadn't been looking for her- He didn't look for anyone these days, but Keats had needed an especially long walk today, and as soon as Fin's magic had sensed her's, his 'vision' had sparked, going from just colours and people-esc shapes to something a bit clearer.

Honestly, he wasn't sure he'd ever work out the rules as to how his magic vision worked. In fact, he was starting to suspect there were no rules. That it simply did as it pleased. Annoying, but he could respect the rebellious nature of it at least.

Pippa was crystal clear in sea of quick brushstrokes, and he smiled as he let Keats lead him over. He didn't bother with hellos, they didn't need hellos. Instead he simply began speaking as though they'd been chatting all morning.

"My new manager thinks he's found me a reoccurring role on some American show," he said. "I told him I'm not moving to LA, not even for part of the year."

[whispersoflove]

Anael hadn't meant to stare, but the young woman who wasn't human looked a lot like Fin. She was her own brand of special, confusing his senses as to what she might be. In any case, she looked lovely, and when she must've felt the weight of a gaze on her and dark eyes looked up to meet his, Anael's smile held a touch of the sheepish at being caught staring.

"I'm sorry," he told her, stepping a little closer to her table outside the café. "You look quite a bit like a friend of mine."

[akatawitch]

Even having met Pippa, Sunny couldn't help but be just a touch shy of the older woman and she knew exactly the reason why. It was the sort of reaction kids had around people they were convinced were cooler than they were. She very nearly just kept going, but somewhere between not wanting to be a chicken and wanting some news of Fin maybe, she approached. "Pippa?" Just her name, but the tone was one of 'I can go away if you're busy.'

[drfeelbad]

Even though one of the ways House maintained his connection America was mostly patronizing Starbucks, he went into the cafe today to get a coffee after work because it was closest to the hospital and he was kind of desperate for caffeine. It had been a long fucking day, thanks to his team calling him to come in at 5am because they'd started killing the patient again. Fuck what he wouldn't give to have Cameron and Foreman back. Even Chase.

He'd just picked up a paper cup (the largest they had) of coffee when he spotted the woman sitting alone at a table.

He hesitated. He wasn't sure what to say. Hi again, I told you I wasn't fucking your brother and then I did. Or maybe I hear he went blind again, must be a hell of a thing being a fairy or whatever, how's your health?

In the end, he waited too long and she looked up and obviously saw him. So he walked over to her.

"Hi," was all he offered.

[utterly_mysterious]

Angelique recognized her immediately, from that day not too long ago at Harrod's, shopping with Fin. She wondered if Fin had given her the Alexander McQueen clutch they'd chosen that day. Then she recalled what had happened directly after meeting Pippa, and smiled secretly to herself. Probably she shouldn't be thinking about shagging a lady's brother when introducing herself, but Angelique sometimes was nervous around bold, confident women. Holding that thought in the back of her mind gave her a bit of mischievous confidence of her own.

"Pippa, isn't it?" she asked brightly, balancing an iced coffee in one hand and a bowl piled high with salad in the other. Lunch today had come a bit late, around her other appointments.