Halloween GP
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londoncallingrpgThe weather today had been fairly pleasant, a mostly sunny day wedged between fairly grey ones. It wasn't warm, but the chill was minimal for this time of year, and there wasn't a drop of rain in sight. As night crept in, however, the streets slowly faded from sun kissed and painted in autumnal colours, to foggy and damp. An odd thing, really, since the forecast had predicted a clear and pleasant night.
It wasn't normal fog either, it was denser, thicker, and it carried an distinct scent, like cinnamon sugar and chestnuts. It was so thick it seemed to drain the streets of their colour, leaving the wold desaturated and grey. More importantly, anyone with a bit of magic in them would sense, quite quickly, that it wasn't of this world. It crackled quietly with power, dark and heavy. Unfriendly.
It was around nine pm that the local police stations began to receive calls, things they assumed were pranks at first, but soon began rolling in so quickly and frequently that it seemed something more was afoot. The evening news spoke of mass hysteria, warning people to stay indoors. Conspiracy blogs were lit up with chatter of chemical warfare, and some 'airborne drug'. There were reports of people seeing everything from long dead loved ones, to killer clowns.
Though despite the nervous chattering of talking heads and twitter addicts, most people were paying the supposed danger no mind. Clubs and bars on every block were blasting music and throwing costume parties, people were out with friends, wandering the streets and looking for a fun time. It may have been Monday, but that didn't seem to be stopping many people from enjoying the holiday.
For the most part, everything seemed fine. ...The crowds and groups remained oblivious to the danger of the fog. ...It was only those who slipped off on their own, to have a quick smoke, to get some air or head home early. They were the ones in danger, they were the ones who's darkest fears seemed to emerge from the thick fog.
Around 10pm, reports started to come in regarding a body found in Whitechapel, cut open wide and left to bleed out. No prints at the scene, no signs that anyone else had even been there. The CCTV footage had somehow been rendered useless, glitched out and blurred. A trouble echoed by every other security camera on the street. It was enough to set twitter and the internet off all over again, with talk of how the things seen in the fog might, somehow, be real.
(Happy Halloween! The fog is bringing fears and spoops to life! You can make the creatures and fabrications of the fog as personal or general as you like. Whatever works best to spook your pup. If, for any reason, you don't want your pup to see any spooks, that's totally fine too. It's not a required plot. Unlike last year, this time around the creepy things your pup might see can harm them and do real damage. Though they will vanish in the morning. If your pup is sensitive to magic in any way, they might sense that this magic is distinctly fae. If you have questions about what you can or can't do, just ask in slack! Though really, the only limit here is your imagination. Remember to check with other players before doing anything that might seriously hurt their pup, ect, ect, and have fun!)
It wasn't normal fog either, it was denser, thicker, and it carried an distinct scent, like cinnamon sugar and chestnuts. It was so thick it seemed to drain the streets of their colour, leaving the wold desaturated and grey. More importantly, anyone with a bit of magic in them would sense, quite quickly, that it wasn't of this world. It crackled quietly with power, dark and heavy. Unfriendly.
It was around nine pm that the local police stations began to receive calls, things they assumed were pranks at first, but soon began rolling in so quickly and frequently that it seemed something more was afoot. The evening news spoke of mass hysteria, warning people to stay indoors. Conspiracy blogs were lit up with chatter of chemical warfare, and some 'airborne drug'. There were reports of people seeing everything from long dead loved ones, to killer clowns.
Though despite the nervous chattering of talking heads and twitter addicts, most people were paying the supposed danger no mind. Clubs and bars on every block were blasting music and throwing costume parties, people were out with friends, wandering the streets and looking for a fun time. It may have been Monday, but that didn't seem to be stopping many people from enjoying the holiday.
For the most part, everything seemed fine. ...The crowds and groups remained oblivious to the danger of the fog. ...It was only those who slipped off on their own, to have a quick smoke, to get some air or head home early. They were the ones in danger, they were the ones who's darkest fears seemed to emerge from the thick fog.
Around 10pm, reports started to come in regarding a body found in Whitechapel, cut open wide and left to bleed out. No prints at the scene, no signs that anyone else had even been there. The CCTV footage had somehow been rendered useless, glitched out and blurred. A trouble echoed by every other security camera on the street. It was enough to set twitter and the internet off all over again, with talk of how the things seen in the fog might, somehow, be real.
(Happy Halloween! The fog is bringing fears and spoops to life! You can make the creatures and fabrications of the fog as personal or general as you like. Whatever works best to spook your pup. If, for any reason, you don't want your pup to see any spooks, that's totally fine too. It's not a required plot. Unlike last year, this time around the creepy things your pup might see can harm them and do real damage. Though they will vanish in the morning. If your pup is sensitive to magic in any way, they might sense that this magic is distinctly fae. If you have questions about what you can or can't do, just ask in slack! Though really, the only limit here is your imagination. Remember to check with other players before doing anything that might seriously hurt their pup, ect, ect, and have fun!)
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- eric northman,
- faizel,
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- victoria winslow,
- willy silver,
- winter wisp
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Date: 2016-11-13 04:21 am (UTC)She shrugged. "At the time, I just knew that I was twelve, and all of Otokoto's victims were sixteen or younger. Mama was terrified for me. And that was before I was essentially told, 'You and your friends are likely the only people who can stop him.' It was true, and not. He slit his own throat in front of me."
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Date: 2016-11-13 11:37 pm (UTC)"That must have been very traumatic for you," Faizel said gently, giving her leg a soft squeeze. "I can't imagine what that was like, Sunny."
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Date: 2016-11-13 11:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-14 07:08 pm (UTC)"Some people aren't built for the powers we have, Sunny. It devours them, soul first," Faizel said softly.
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Date: 2016-11-15 12:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-15 11:34 pm (UTC)"I don't think there's a simple reason," the other wizard said gently. "Some people aren't strong, I think that's part of it. ...You are though," he added after a moment. "It's in your eyes, in your soul, Sunny. You're strong."
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Date: 2016-11-16 01:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-11-16 03:41 pm (UTC)"Thank you for telling me," Faizel said gently. "It means a lot to me that you would share something that weighs so heavily on you with me."
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Date: 2016-11-16 07:35 pm (UTC)Sunny blushed deeply and lowered her eyes. "You're easy to confide in. I'm not sure why exactly. Because I know you're listening, I guess."
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Date: 2016-11-16 09:15 pm (UTC)"I will always listen," Faizel promised, pausing to sip his tea. "I would very much like to be someone you can confide in."
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Date: 2016-11-16 09:31 pm (UTC)"I'd like to be that for you, too," she said. The blush spread further. "I'm... not always good with vulnerability, but I still want that." Her coping mechanisms involved bluster and humor and anger and rarely involved quiet, honest discussion. This wasn't something she was always proud of, though she could make it look that way.
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Date: 2016-11-16 10:42 pm (UTC)Faizel smiled warmly at that, visibly touched by her words, then sighed as he glanced over at his bag. Soon he'd have to set to work, and the beautiful moment would be spoiled. He knew what he was like when he worked, the way the rest of the world faded away as he fixated on the task at hand.
It couldn't be put off though, whatever this fog was, whatever strange power had summoned it, they needed to get to the bottom of it.
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Date: 2016-11-16 11:14 pm (UTC)Sunny squeezed his hand. "We need to talk about the other thing that happened first." She knew there wouldn't be coming back once the work started.
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Date: 2016-11-16 11:17 pm (UTC)"...Right," he said quietly, looking a touch uneasy.
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Date: 2016-11-16 11:24 pm (UTC)Sunny chewed her lip as she considered how to broach the topic. "So... what's too much? I mean, so I don't freak you out."
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Date: 2016-11-16 11:32 pm (UTC)Faizel so very badly didn't want to talk about this- In part because he didn't know. He didn't have an answer.
"I... Um, I don't know," he said awkwardly, busying himself with topping up his cup. "It's not something I believe I can predict."
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Date: 2016-11-16 11:42 pm (UTC)Sunny nodded and turned her focus to her tea. That didn't entirely surprise her. "For the record," she said quietly, "I'm not trying to get you into bed or anything. I'm not ready for that either." Not to mention she couldn't look at him when she said that, not if she didn't want to blush again.
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Date: 2016-11-16 11:48 pm (UTC)"I- I didn't assume you were," Faizel replied, glancing over, then glancing away.
"I should really start working on that sample. ...You should stay, there's no reason to risk going back out into the fog. ...You may have my room tonight, if you'd like."
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Date: 2016-11-16 11:56 pm (UTC)Okay he was uncomfortable, and she could respect that. But before he achieved escape velocity from the conversation, she did need to know something. "Will you at least tell me, the next time you get overwhelmed?"
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Date: 2016-11-17 01:25 am (UTC)Faizel was silent for a moment, then looked over at Sunny. Not a glance, not a peek, but a gaze he held for a long moment.
"I will," he promised softly.
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Date: 2016-11-17 01:33 am (UTC)Sunny gazed back at him, willing herself not to look away. Then she nodded. "And I'll stop," she promised in turn.
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Date: 2016-11-17 01:40 am (UTC)"Thank you," Faizel said gently, hesitating again, and then growing bold enough to say something more.
"I imagine you think I'm quite queer for being so- Shy, I suppose, for a lack of a better word. If I'm too much work or too tiresome, I'd take no offence if you were to find such things elsewhere. ...I'd understand," he added quietly.
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Date: 2016-11-17 03:17 am (UTC)She didn't know what that meant, though. How long would it be before she could touch him without sparking panic? She cared for him, but wouldn't wait forever, not for someone she didn't love.
Not sure what else to say, though, she brought his hand to her lips and pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles, a gesture equal parts warm and chaste.
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Date: 2016-11-17 03:32 am (UTC)Smiling at the gesture, Faizel echoed it before squeezing her hand gently and letting go.