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Daryl Dixon ([personal profile] dirtyredneck) wrote in [community profile] undergrounds2017-05-19 11:57 am

[May 20th-30th] Another Cause for Me to Fight (Richmond Territory Claim)

He'd been sucking it up for months. Holding back waiting to see if Daybreak would get off their ass and do something about the shit that had gone down in their territory since Raymond's rise (which ended promptly with his fall, a thing Daybreak had no hand in). But all they'd done in Richmond was decide to build that eye sore of an insult to all non-witches. 'Center for Magical Innovation'. Bullshit. Center for slavery of non-witches was more accurate. Starting with the fae.

When Faolan had spoken against it, Daryl had hopes that maybe what little loose leadership the clan had might be ready to get up off their ass and do something. But that didn't happen and a month passed while the Center sat there, getting used. It's visitors abusing folks in ways it was hard to get any proof of. Just rumor and small confessions of a few fae who'd been able to slip away. Some of the stray cats in the area talked about it, too. Didn't like how it 'felt'.

Another month had almost passed and Daryl was done with waiting. He'd set up small patrols with others he'd trusted among Hillingdon months ago. Stuff to help protect the residents in the ways that Daybreak had been neglecting to. It wouldn't take much to turn those patrols toward doing something more.

Richmond was basically his territory already. It was time to make it Hillingdon's too.

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[personal profile] freelife 2017-05-20 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Evie had been here the night this place opened, attempting to look around. Iron doors made things incredibly hard, along with the tight security they'd had. Idly, she wishes Kieran were here, or that she'd gotten some of his information, so that he could be here to investigate. He'd seemed an interesting person and a good ally.

But, here she was herself, preparing to pick locks that needed picking, breaking things that needed breaking, and seeing exactly what sort of horrors Samantha had cooked up.

Oh, and you can bet she's got her iphone fully charged so she can document this. This way, there will be no denial of the truth.

To start, she's found her way to the very door she and Kieran had managed to open last time, before they were stopped by a busybody witch.