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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: 2017-06-20 09:02 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (stretch)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin wasn't half the fighter Will was, and he jumped back before throwing up a shield to give himself a moment to think. What should he do? What should he do...

Date: 2017-06-20 09:21 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"Then maybe we should run," Fin hissed, tensing and looking around. "Maybe we should run, Will."

Date: 2017-06-20 10:59 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (pensive or wtvr)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin hated this, hated the fact that Will was so stubborn, hated that he felt guilted into staying too.

"Fine. ...Fine," Fin said softly. "We'll fight."

Date: 2017-06-20 11:28 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (ill)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"No, I said I'd be by your side. I meant it," the younger fae replied. "If you're going to fight, I'm going to fight right at your side."

Date: 2017-06-20 11:43 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (distant)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin didn't look so sure, and he glanced down at his dagger before glancing at Will's sword.

"I don't suppose you could make this bigger, could you?" he asked, nodding at the dagger.

Date: 2017-06-21 12:28 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (tilted right)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin felt like a dwarf compared to them all, and he offered an awkward wave.

"Um, hello," he said softly, moving to stand closer to Will, dragging the sword along. Did they know they were lovers? Did they know who he was? ...Did they care at all?

Date: 2017-06-21 02:14 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin was still looking apprehensive, but after a moment he lifted his sword, moving to stand at Will's side to strike.

He exhaled with a shudder, and wet his lips nervously, ready for combat.

Date: 2017-06-21 12:47 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (fae pain)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"Watch your back, Will!" Fin shouted, fear in his voice as he lifted his sword and swung hard, managing to strike one down. Will didn't need to worry about him, and he didn't need saving. He wasn't a fighter, but he was a survivor. He could get through this.

Throwing his shield up, he managed to push back the creatures away from himself and Will- Though only for a moment. Just long enough for Will to recover a bit. Fin couldn't leave it up long though, it took too much power, and he needed his eyes.

Date: 2017-06-21 04:08 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (looking up)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin's vision was blurred, and the best he could do was focus on the gleam of teeth as the creatures came at him, occasionally putting his shield back up to ward off attacks between swinging his sword. His hands were shaking a little, but Fin did his best. His best was all he could do.

Date: 2017-06-21 10:44 pm (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (meh)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"Will!" Fin called out, fighting off another before rushing towards Will- Only to be stopped by one of the fallen Fae's brothers.

"No, Trooping one. You will be swallowed whole," the other fae warned.

Fin struggled hard, but he was small, weak, half blind. The other fae was right, he didn't stand a chance.

"Help him! You need to help him!" he begged.

Date: 2017-06-22 01:12 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
The world seemed to just stop. He'd read about this feeling, simulated it in his own plays and poems even, doing his best to play out the idea in his head. ...Nothing could have prepared him for how it really felt though. It was like being struck hard in the gut and across the back of the head with a lead pipe, each blow perfectly synchronised. It left him shaken and sick, and for a long moment, he was nowhere at all. Nothing below, nothing above- Nothing.

"You take me with you," he said finally, his voice as steady as it could be. "I won't leave his side- So you're going to take me with you, understand?"

Date: 2017-06-22 01:32 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (hurt)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin nodded dumbly, staring at Will's lifeless body, and stopping a pair of phouka who approached to take him.

"Don't! Don't... Don't touch him," he said quietly, his voice wavering slightly as he dropped to his knees beside the fae. The phoukas simply moved onto the next, leaving the young trooping fae with the fallen prince.

"You wanker," he whispered. "I begged you- I said I didn't want to break our bond... You had to keep pushing. You had to..."

Finlay trailed off, his breath catching as he fought back a sob. He didn't want to cry, not here. Not surrounded by strangers who knew about as much about love as a gnat knew about polka. He didn't want to cry. ...But his heart didn't care what he wanted, and the tears came slowly, rolling down his cheeks as he breathed hard through his nose and tried to hold them back.

Once there was a crack in the dam though, it was all over. Bent over Will's body, Fin had no say anymore as the agony heartache broke loose. Shoulders shaking, chest heaving, the young fae came apart.

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