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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: 2017-06-22 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)
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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.

Date: 2017-06-22 01:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Shocked, and honestly a bit terrified, Fin scrambled away. Eyes wide, the young fae found himself stunned silent, and his hand scrambled for his blade- Only to find it gone. ...Dropped, most likely, during the attack.

Date: 2017-06-22 02:27 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin remained silent at first, keeping his distance and swallowing hard.

"Why... Why do you look different?" he asked, voice shaky when he finally spoke. "Are you? Are you alive? Are you still you? Are you..."

He had so many questions, and they all tried to tumble out at once.
Edited Date: 2017-06-22 02:28 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-06-22 02:37 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (rumpled)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
It was silly, Fin knew it was Will, could feel it, but- This face, this form, it didn't feel warm the way the last had. It didn't feel like his Will. He didn't feel drawn in the way he once had.

Finlay moved closer, but some distance remained.

Date: 2017-06-22 03:20 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"I don't intend to use it at all," Fin insisted quietly. Will seemed to be taking this all so we'll, but Fin knew death, he'd been in its presence. He was finding it hard to just accept this for what it was.

And the face, he was having a pretty hard time with that too, honestly.

"Will I... Maybe we should get you looked at. ...Back home, I mean."

Date: 2017-06-22 11:17 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn

Fin dragged himself to his feet with significantly more ease, lingering near but still not touching. Unease sat in his gut, weighing him down, leaving him much more cautious than usual.

"Pardon my ignorance and all that, but how do we get back from here?" he whispered, the words meant only for Will.

Date: 2017-06-22 02:50 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin followed, but hung back slightly, tense and shaken as he wandered along behind the other fae. He couldn't explain it, but he just wasn't ready to be close yet.

"How do you feel? Are you in pain?" he asked.

Date: 2017-06-22 04:03 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"Right," Fin said softly, wrapping his arms around himself and trying not to stare at all the Phoukas. ...Winter would think this was heaven.

"You look really different," he said quietly, sure he'd said that already, but finding himself stuck on it. ...He couldn't explain why, but this was different from the last time he had changed faces. That had been a choice. This was just- Unsettling.

Date: 2017-06-22 04:17 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"I'm not sure this is the sort of thing you just sleep off, Will," Fin warned in the most soothing tone he could manage just then. "I think, um... Well, we'll worry about it after you've been looked at and had some rest."

Date: 2017-06-22 05:59 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"Lovely," Fin said, looking down at the rat and stepping over it back into London.

"Is it over now?" he asked, finally falling into step with the other fae, rather then lingering behind. "The war, I mean- Is that it? Was that the end for now?"

Date: 2017-06-22 07:02 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"I'll get us an uber, alright?" Fin offered, pulling his phone from his pocket and tapping away. "You'll be home soon, Will. You'll feel better after you rest."

He texted Hex while he was at it, begging the other man to meet them at his and Will's flat.

Date: 2017-06-22 08:09 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin was much more chatty, fingers flying over the keys as he glanced up at will, then looked back down at his phone again, tapping away.

Will was hurt
Died
Came back
New face
Don't like it- freaking out a bit tbh
idk what to do Hex


Their uber pulled up, and Fin glanced at Will again. "Um, this is us, okay?" he said, nodding at the car and waiting for Will to get in first.

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