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londoncallingrpgIt had been a strange week. It was his season, and so it should have been full of joy- But this year it was different. The winds that sang his name were too cold, too sharp. The trees seemed dead rather than naked, and the chill that usually lit up his magic was heavy and without spark. Everything was slightly wrong, and the longer it lingered, the more uneasy the pixie became.
An awakening was approaching, something powerful and dark. Winter could feel it in his bones, tainting the world around him- Something was approaching this realm, though the pixie couldn't sense who or what. He was sensitive to the change though, maybe more sensitive than most, and it was slowly altering him, as things so often could.
Walking down the high street he kept one eye on his reflection in the shop windows, noting the way his wings showed occasionally, even though they were hidden- And freezing in place when he saw a familiar figure behind him.
Aspid's eyes were dark, and though Winter knew he wasn't in this world with him, he still tensed as the reflection of the dead wizard rested his hand on his shoulder, and leaned in to speak in his ear. The words he whispered were like a low hum, but Winter heard each one, his shoulders shaking as he closed his eyes.
"You're lying," the pixie said quietly. "You're a liar!" he shouted, turning his head and opening his eyes- Only to find the shadow of Aspid gone, and a small group of people staring at him as though he'd lost his mind.
Looking back in the shop window, Winter saw himself alone again- But changed. Taller still than his new height, with a sunken gaze and painfully thin body. He looked warped and dark, and though he wanted to believe it was an illusion, he couldn't help but fear it was a vision of the future Aspid's warning had painted for him.
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Date: 2017-01-12 06:38 am (UTC)"I will pay," he decided, heading for the counter and ordering two slices of cake and two coffees. He was an adult now, after all, he could pay.
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Date: 2017-01-12 06:42 am (UTC)It didn't bother him too much, though. Just seemed to him that the kid was being kind of a brat, but maybe he wasn't. Maybe, Vod thought to himself, he was just acting bratty himself. This was how he got when he started helping people without thinking about it.
Whatever. He went and decided on a table to sit at, and just waited for Winter to come over.
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Date: 2017-01-12 07:16 am (UTC)"I made good money this week," The pixie said proudly, puffing up a bit and looking pleased.
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Date: 2017-01-12 07:19 am (UTC)Or maybe it was something illegal. Vod could stomach illegal. He had many a time.
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Date: 2017-01-12 07:30 am (UTC)From most people that would have sounded like a boast, but from Winter it was a bit more innocent than that.
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Date: 2017-01-15 03:26 am (UTC)Granted, Kathaari had music and song and art and similar things, but one didn't perform openly in the streets without special occasion. At least, not where he was from...
"Well, add that to the list of things I couldn't do," he chuckled.
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Date: 2017-01-15 04:17 am (UTC)"Are you not musical?" Winter asked, tilting his head curiously. "If not in music, do your talents lay in art?"
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Date: 2017-01-17 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-18 12:07 am (UTC)"...Like Picasso?" Winter asked, looking a bit puzzled.
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Date: 2017-01-22 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-23 08:30 pm (UTC)"I think he was Spanish, actually," Winter replied, still looking a bit perplexed, then smiling softly.