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londoncallingrpgAnd 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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Date: 2016-09-10 03:21 am (UTC)"Well, then. That's settled," she replied with a serene smile. Then she took a sip, making a face at how her drink had gone a bit cold.
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Date: 2016-09-10 04:00 am (UTC)"I can see the resemblance," he said. "You look like Fin."
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Date: 2016-09-10 04:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-10 07:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-10 11:56 pm (UTC)"Of course you are," she said, then mischief glinted in her eyes and her smile turned cheeky. "Why...do you want me to call you daddy?"
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Date: 2016-09-11 12:03 am (UTC)"Go ahead," he said, deadpan. "Try it on for size."
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Date: 2016-09-11 12:05 am (UTC)Pippa couldn't stop smiling but she caught her bottom lip between her teeth and kept eye contact with him.
"I think Fin might vomit if I started calling you Daddy on a regular basis," she said, utterly amused.
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Date: 2016-09-11 12:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 12:17 am (UTC)"Oh, so it should be our little secret?" she asked, her eyes sparkling and...not entirely natural. They were amber flecked with gold more than the brown they had been. As she teased him and felt joy at it her magic began to creep out, winding around everyone nearby making them laugh and smile more.
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Date: 2016-09-11 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 12:27 am (UTC)Pippa laughed softly. As she did her magic grew stronger.
"Alright, that's true," she said, her voice warm and light. "If it's all the same to you I don't think I will. Nothing against you, Greg, but I've got enough issues regarding my father to put any of that on you."
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Date: 2016-09-11 12:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 12:41 am (UTC)"You have a lovely smile, Greg. You should do it more often," she said with warmth.
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Date: 2016-09-11 01:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 09:20 am (UTC)"I'm hardly flirting. I'm being kind. If I was going to flirt with you, daddy, I'm sure you'd be able to tell," she teased, still so terribly amused that her magic ran wild. Now everyone around them was a bit happier, laughing easier and touching one another affectionately. The waitress was even smiling and had a bounce to her step as she moved from table to table.
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Date: 2016-09-11 05:40 pm (UTC)He looked back at her, and wasn't smiling anymore. "What are you doing?"
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Date: 2016-09-11 09:31 pm (UTC)"I'm having a good time, Greg," she said, smiling at him as her eyes sparkled with cheer.
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Date: 2016-09-11 09:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 09:56 pm (UTC)"There's nothing wrong with a little joy," Pippa pointed out. "Don't be cynical, Greg."
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Date: 2016-09-11 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-09-11 10:41 pm (UTC)"Moods are contagious. Fear, anger, joy too. Crowds feed off energy. There's nothing wrong with sharing happiness," she said.