londoncallingrpg | GP - Wild Magic 2: Chaotic Evil Boogaloo

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GP - Wild Magic 2: Chaotic Evil Boogaloo

London was a magic epicenter of sorts. Between doors to The Otherside, dormant and active portals, and an active wizarding community, it was a hub of energy, more so now than it had been for quite some time. The city was experiencing a magical renaissance of sorts- Which sounded lovely and made it a prime place to be for those exploring and studying magical energies, but wasn't so wonderful for London's more 'normal' sorts.

Magic didn't care if you were a dark lord or a banker, if it liked you, it liked you- And it was impossible to guess who it would like.

Today magic energy was at an all time high. Another blip in the usually somewhat steady stream of power that flowed through the streets. As a result, odd things were afoot- From mischievous inconveniences, to darker disruptions. Unlike the portals, these bothers were a touch more subtle, creeping up unseen on the unsuspecting.

Last time around the magic had seemed lighthearted and playful- And some of it still was, but... There was an intensity to some of it this time, harking back to the troubles that seemed to roll around every Halloween now. Something wicked was caught in the current, and while it wasn't out to harm everyone, it did seem keen to target a few.

(OTA. Just like the last time, the magic can affect your pup however you see fit. Unlike last time, however, some of the magic has taken a darker turn. It doesn't have to do something wicked to your pup, of course, but the option is there now. This post will be open from 7/18-7/28 or longer if needed. Tag in, tag others, and check back often.)

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"I'll teach you. We should really have lunch once a week and compare notes. We could do it at my flat where no one can see," she said thoughtfully, then dove into her burger.

"Yeah? Alright," Fin agreed, staring at his burger and searching for the will to consume it. He was starving, but the act of eating was just- Unpleasent somehow at the moment.

"It's not going to eat itself, Fin," Pippa said when she had swallowed. She looked at him, gaze intense. "You haven't really been eating in New York, have you?"

"I did, and I didn't," Fin shrugged. He'd eaten plenty with Seren, but on his own? Not so much.

Eventually, he picked up his knife and fork and started to cut the burger up and pick at it.

"Hmm," she hummed, but let it go. Fin had always been like this, going through ups and downs regarding eating. So long as he wasn't wasting away she saw no reason to nag him about it.

"Tell me more about who you met," she said. "I want to hear all about it."

"Her name's Seren, she's... She's lovely. I felt like I'd known her forever, even though we only spent a few days together," Fin said, taking a bit of his burger before starting to tell Pippa about the time he'd spent with the other fae, and all they'd done.

Pippa listened with rapt attention. She ate, Fin talked, and though she wanted to interrupt many times, she kept her mouth full. It wasn't until her brother had trailed off that she smiled wide. Pippa licked her lips and leaned forward.

"Fin, that's brilliant. That's so exciting," she said breathlessly. "I'm so bloody jealous of you right now!"

"Don't be jealous, just- Know we're not alone. There's more of us, Pip. There are others, and they're living normal lives, good lives," Fin smiled.

"That's so good because honestly I was beginning to wonder. Wonder if all our kind was just gone and it was only you and I," she replied softly. "Not that that would be bad. Sometimes I think I don't want to be queen. I'm rubbish at it so far."

Which was quite the blow considering she was generally quite good at whatever she set her mind to.

"Impossible," Fin said, shaking his head. "You're brilliant at everything, Pip. If our kind ever need a Queen to be all Queenly, you'll be the best they've ever had."

"With a bit more practice," she replied. "I'm just being practical, Fin. Most of what I've found I can do, I do on accident. I've no doubt I could manage diplomacy and leadership, but this sort of power doesn't come as easily as things like piano or dance or picking up dates."

"It just takes time, Pip- and we've got plenty of that, don't we?" Fin pointed out. "I know you, you'll be the most powerful fae the world's ever known one day."

"One day," she agreed. She pinched a chip off Fin's plate and nibbled it. "And you, too. Prince. That's got power behind it. We'll be brilliant once we get our legs under us."

"Or we'll burn it all down," Fin laughed.

"We just might," she replied, laughing brightly. The warmth of it, the genuine happiness, it wafted off of her like a gentle perfume, making the very air around her lighter. She tried to control it, she really did, but when she was happy, really happy, it just kind of escaped.

The entire mood of the pub lightened. People talked a bit louder, laughed a little easier, and when the waitress came over to leave the check and ask if they wanted fresh drinks she was smiling and much warmer than she'd been before.

"Want another pint?" Pip asked him.

Fin felt the mood change and looked uneasy, but he found a smile and nodded.

"Sure, another pint sounds good."

"Another pint and another diet. Got it," the waitress smiled, then walked off to get the drinks.

Pippa leaned forward, elbow on the table and chin in hand.

"What are you doing after?" she asked. "My day is free. We could do something together," she suggested. It worried her terribly that Fin felt alone. She wasn't going to address that head on, though. Best to wiggle around the obvious and take another tack.

"I was going to do some writing, that was the plan," Fin shrugged. "What would you want to do, Pip? See a film, go to a museum? It all feels a bit dull at the moment, doesn't it? ...Or maybe that's just me. The world feels a bit muted lately. I'm forever searching for colour."

"I was thinking I could teach you how to change the size of your tits," she grinned devilishly.

Fin snorted at that, shaking his head and smiling. It wasn't a joyful smile though, and it didn't matter what Fin said or did, it was obvious he had a lot going on in his head right now.

"I like my tits how they are, non-existent."

"Fine, fine," she said lightly, teasing just a little. But she reached across the table again and took hold of his wrist.

"How about we do something else? Anything else. Something to make you feel better?" she said softly.

"Pip. ...Pip, um- What if- What if nothing's going to make me feel better? What happens when a fae has- I don't know, um... Chemical imbalance or something?" he asked quietly. "I mean, it's not like we can pop down to see our GP and get a script. Do you think there are, like, fae doctors? Fae institutions?"

"Well, I'd reckon there's got to be. Do you think that's it? You'd have to ask someone who knows more than me."

She nearly choked on her next words.

"Maybe you should ask Will."

"No," Fin said quietly. "That's not the way I want to reconnect with him. ...There's something wrong with me though, Pip. I'm not me right now. I'm not sure I've been me in a very long time."

"Why do you say that, Fin?" Pippa asked softly.

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