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The Solstice was upon them. When the sun went down the magic began to swell, the veil between this world and the Other Side thin as vapor. Mortals could sense it, even, though they may not have a name for it. They gathered together, not realizing the animal instinct of safety in numbers.

But all around the city, from the dark parts, fae began to come together as well. Unseelie filled the city- boggarts and Red Caps and things unseen for many a year with bright eyes and sharp teeth. But they were tricksy, dangerous and malicious but no worse than they ever were. The real threat, the ever present danger this year, were the Milesian that crawled out of the sewers and tube tunnels to prowl they city. They were hunting tonight. They had eyes black and soulless, eyes too wide for their white, gaunt faces. Larger than their eyes were their mouth. The smile of needle fangs glinted in the street lights. Long arms ending with spidery, spindly fingers reached and clawed at passers by from the shadows.

There was a war in the city tonight and the nature of the foe, the Milesian, meant no bound mortal needed to be near any battle. Death would come to one or the other if a killing blow came down.

But there was hope. Seelie fae prowled the city as well, fighting for Light and Air. Even the Queen had seen fit to step through with her sword and shield. Such was the threat to the Fae way of life that the Milesian presented.

The longest day of the year dawned but the sunlight did nothing to frighten off the dark forces. The longest day of the year simply meant the things that went bump in the night were attacking in the light.




(Tag in, tag around! Open all week so check back. Have fun with your adventures. If you don't want any Milesian, there are plenty of Unseelie, too. Day or night, whichever works for you.)

Date: 2017-07-03 07:36 pm (UTC)
jageskro: (Default)
From: [personal profile] jageskro
And before he knew it, Jag had an armful of Jake rambling on about what the fuck was going on and how glad he was they were here and what the hell were those things. He glanced at Em and assured him that they were safe here, that Em and he would keep an eye out, that those things wouldn't get in, whatever they were.

Ten minutes later, Ollie had assured them he would take care of Jake, since no one was as calming to him as his flatmate. Jag and Em found themselves alone in the lounge, and Jag sighed. "What the fuck are those things, though?"

Date: 2017-07-03 07:49 pm (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (head tilt)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
Em was glad Jake was home and safe, and just as glad Ollie was going to handle him for a little. She wasn't sure she could take too much Jake right then, especially freaked out Jake. But then it was just her and Jag, and they weren't going to let anything in. That was better.

She thought about what Sunny had said and Felix, and what she'd Seen, and after a moment found something like an answer. "You know, in Lord of the Rings when Saruman says the orcs were elves once, taken by the dark powers, tortured and mutilated? I think these things were fae. Or something like that. And I think they want to take over here."

Date: 2017-07-03 09:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] jageskro
"Shit," Jag stated, very eloquently, thank you. He reached out for her hand, stepping closer. "How do we make sure they don't? Are people on it?"

Date: 2017-07-04 01:58 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (sadness)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Angelique staggered back a few steps when the heat flared, and put up an arm before her face. She didn't know how the circle didn't burn Sunny, but there were a lot of things she didn't know. How to deal with the inhuman screams of the shadow-thing was just one of many among those.

She found a lamp-post and grasped it for support, sagging against its reassuringly real metal solidness.

Date: 2017-07-04 02:05 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] harrowgate
Felix was in no great rush to discuss his experiences in detail, either. She had helped him that night, and now he could help her in return. That was better done than said, in his opinion. "Well, the rabbit is at your command, tonight," he said briskly.

He flicked one hand up, and a dozen little glowing lights appeared around them in the shape of palm-sized chrysanthemums. After a moment's concentration, then shifted from green to bright white, and intensified to light their way through the shadows.

Date: 2017-07-04 02:11 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] akatawitch
When Sunny was certain that it had been reduced to nothing but ash and her own magic began to disperse again, she turned to Angelique, though she couldn't quite raise her eyes. "Are you all right?" she asked softly. Physically, she knew. That wasn't her real concern.

Date: 2017-07-04 02:19 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny nodded, then cocked her head to one side, listening to the sounds of the Milesians' skittering steps and hissing voices making their way closer. "They're coming," she said, flat and low.

Date: 2017-07-04 05:11 am (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (shrugs)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
She squeezed his hand gently, then interlaced their fingers, thumb brushing over the back of his hand. "I think that's up to the other Fair Folk. They're out there, fighting the whatevers. The rest of us are just bystanders."

Date: 2017-07-04 05:22 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
Controlling the rabbit tonight was probably helping Em not tumble too far down again, when it was tempting to rely too much on precog instead of what was going on around her.

But then she might have missed the magical light show, and after living in Duninnean, she liked getting to see some of what people could do.

They hadn't gone much further when familiar skittering noises got clearer. Em turned toward the sounds, and the Death bunny charged, reaping three more monsters in a swing of its scythe.

Date: 2017-07-04 05:29 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
"The reaper's on our side," Em warned. She and Pyro had tested her projections against smaller amounts of fire, and while she could feel something, it didn't burn her or the projection. But add magic into the mix or actually trying to burn up a projection, that she wasn't so sure about, and now wasn't the time for surprises.

She flipped the card in her hand face up between nimble fingers, and all it took was a glance. The color faded from her eyes, a winged woman on horseback, armed with a scythe appeared between the approaching creatures and the girls.

Date: 2017-07-04 02:54 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] jageskro
"All right, okay," Jag nodded, trusting her. She would have seen more than him, obviously. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and brushed a kiss on her forehead.

So he was starting to crash from the adrenaline a little.

Date: 2017-07-05 07:53 am (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (im a wanderer)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
"I can keep an eye on the cards," she said, unwinding a little as she breathed in his scent. "Without any leaving home."

Date: 2017-07-05 09:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] phouka
He gripped his sword in one hand and Curnen's hand in the other. The Phouka paused to tilt his head up to sniff and immediately caught the scent.

"This way," he said, and struck out toward dark places.

Date: 2017-07-05 10:09 pm (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (sadness)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
That entire encounter, Angelique realized, had lasted mere seconds. She took an unsteady breath and looked up at Sunny, her face pale but her expression resolute. "I'm... yes, I think so. I've never... I thought I... " After a second of wordless stammering, Angelique admitted all in a rush, "I'm not sure I'm cut out for this."

Date: 2017-07-05 11:24 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] jageskro
"Mmkay," Jag murmured, shifting to rest his head on her shoulder and focus on her warmth.

Date: 2017-07-06 01:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] harrowgate
A bright flash of green light -- it was always green when Felix wasn't concentrating -- flashed across the slain creatures, burning away the smoke they seemed to leave behind. He was just a second too late to react to the creatures, but Cute Death had already taken care of them. Somehow, his luxomancy had missed the adorable apparition entirely. Or maybe his magic just didn't work on Em's projections.

Because he reacted unexpectedly under stress, Felix gave the bunny a gentlemanly bow of thanks.

Date: 2017-07-06 03:02 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Ghost)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
"Not many people are," Sunny answered with a limp shrug. "And those of us who aren't... well. If we have no choice, we make ourselves be that way." She hesitated for a moment before she added, "You did great."

Date: 2017-07-06 06:09 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Witch)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny had opened her mouth to reply, but she stopped when she instead heard the sound coming toward them out of the dark, like a swarm of insects. Either they had a Mmuo Aku or...

"They're coming."

Date: 2017-07-06 06:18 am (UTC)
akatawitch: (Beyond the pale)
From: [personal profile] akatawitch
"... That is so fucking cool," Sunny murmured.

Still, even when the specter of death itself between her and the creatures, she didn't give the Milesian time to go on the offensive. At the first sight of a pale face she charged, inhumanly fast.

That, she'd discovered over many years of trial and error, was the way to handle a crowd. You never let them establish or feel that they were in control. Once they'd done that, you were already done.

Date: 2017-07-06 03:47 pm (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (smile)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Angelique smiled, weakly but honestly. "You're sweet. You were incredible. I'm... a bit in awe, frankly. You've done this before," she added, because that much was obvious.

"I feel like I ought to say I'm sorry for that."

Date: 2017-07-06 09:09 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] akatawitch
Sunny had been twelve at the time that she'd begun to learn, and all she'd done that night was stood there and screamed while Orlu, Chichi, and Sasha took care of it. Neither Kehinde nor Anatov had apologized for it.

She blushed deeply and lowered her eyes.

"Thank you," she said.

She held out her hand.

Date: 2017-07-08 01:15 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (Default)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Angelique reached out and took Sunny's hand, her own steady and strong. Nothing she'd seen tonight gave her any reason not to trust Sunny exactly as she had before. And she got the sense maybe people didn't spend a lot of time complimenting Sunny.

"Do we keep on?"

Date: 2017-07-08 01:48 am (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (gentle)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
"Curl up on the sofa or grab a shower first?" Jag was crashing and Em could feel herself starting to do the same, but there was part of her that felt like she wanted to be clean more. Not that she was physically dirty, or could really explain what she felt.

Date: 2017-07-08 01:59 am (UTC)
offthebeatenpath: (watching)
From: [personal profile] offthebeatenpath
Em probably would've felt a tingle of energy over the psi connection to her Death, but it was drowned out by the feel of the scythe severing the life force of the creatures. Or maybe Felix had aimed to miss the bunny.

Stubby, rounded legs didn't maneuver as precisely as the more realistic version Em usually projected, but the move was so engrained Em willed it to bow without thinking too much. Enough you could tell what it was trying to do as one leg stretched forward and the horsey's head leaned down over it.

"We should probably either get off the streets or go hunting for more of these things."

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