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It was that time of the year, a time that used to fill Valentine with joy. Christmas was so wonderful usually, after all, but not so much this year. He simply wasn't in the holiday spirit. However, he'd planned this charity event months ago, and there was no cancelling it now.
It wasn't as flash as ones he'd held in prior years, his museum open to the public with collection buckets all over for people to give what they could to ensure a better holiday for those in need. Music filled the space, and there were performers all throughout the space. Yes, he'd had to up security for the evening to keep his many occult related items safe, but- Well, it was worth it, he supposed. If nothing else, it seemed to be enough to stop his mother from worrying so much about him for a bit.
All were welcome and admission was free. The bar was reasonably priced, and there were a few free nibbles donated by a local restaurant. All and all, not a bad night for the bored and the generously inclined.
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It wasn't as flash as ones he'd held in prior years, his museum open to the public with collection buckets all over for people to give what they could to ensure a better holiday for those in need. Music filled the space, and there were performers all throughout the space. Yes, he'd had to up security for the evening to keep his many occult related items safe, but- Well, it was worth it, he supposed. If nothing else, it seemed to be enough to stop his mother from worrying so much about him for a bit.
All were welcome and admission was free. The bar was reasonably priced, and there were a few free nibbles donated by a local restaurant. All and all, not a bad night for the bored and the generously inclined.
(Use this like you'd use any GP! OTA)
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Date: 2016-12-03 06:03 am (UTC)"Just need a moment. I'm trying yo be a bit more cautious with my magic. I had a bit of a mishap a few days ago," he admitted, wetting his lips and then closing his eyes as he focused.
A moment later and his magic was seeping into muscle, easing the pain until it was gone.
"How's that?" he asked.
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Date: 2016-12-03 03:00 pm (UTC)He had come to associate Fin with a lack of pain. Which was something that he treasured deeply.
"I still don't dance," he warned him with a little smile.
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Date: 2016-12-03 04:43 pm (UTC)"Then I'll dance and you can watch," Fin teased, starting to tug him towards the bar. "But first, drinks."
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Date: 2016-12-03 05:51 pm (UTC)"I was surprised when you invited me," he admitted when they got to the bar. "Not really my scene, is it?"
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Date: 2016-12-03 06:01 pm (UTC)"A charity event at an occult museum isn't many people's 'scene'," Fin pointed out with a teasing smile, ordering two glasses of fizz and then turning his attention back to house. "Besides, I like any excuse to see you."
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Date: 2016-12-03 08:27 pm (UTC)After a second he said, "I solved a case this morning." There was the slightest edge of excitement to his voice. Maybe a hint of pride, too.
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Date: 2016-12-03 09:46 pm (UTC)"That seems... Expensive, and hard. How did you work it out?"
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Date: 2016-12-03 11:47 pm (UTC)Then he looked a bit smug as he said, "I was convinced it was heavy metal poisoning even though he tested negative for everything common. I lived in Egypt as a kid, fancied myself a treasure hunter. So I found my old chemistry set. Spread stannous chloride on my hands and then grabbed the wife's. Her hands turned purple... which is what happens when that chemical interacts with gold."
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Date: 2016-12-03 11:55 pm (UTC)He paused a beat then, grinning a bit. "You really wanted to be a treasure hunter?" he asked.
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Date: 2016-12-04 12:37 am (UTC)It made him pause for a moment and then he said, "Well. You've earned a real story." He offered a little smile. Because he wasn't typically that truthful about things like this...
"I lived in Japan for a while, too." He drained the rest of the fizz. "My asshole of a father was in the military. Anyway, I was fourteen. A friend was in a rock climbing accident, really fucked him up. But the doctors around me were freaking out, they couldn't save him. And after arguing for a while... they brought in the janitor. He was a buraku, an untouchable. But also a physician and better than any of them. And as he saved my friend, they gave him respect that he didn't receive at any other time. Because in that moment it didn't matter who he was, what he was like - all that mattered was that he was the best."
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