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

[dirtyredneck]

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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[threadspun]

Of course she's tagging along.

After what she and the others have been through, it was only right she returned. See if there was anything they could still use or anyone they could still save. She isn't holding her breath for the latter however.

"… I don't think there's anyone left." Alive or free that is. She's quiet for a few seconds, recalling what happened down there. "I was informed that if I'd survived their experiments and tests, they would force me into a contract. More or less."

She rubs her arm self-consciously, trying to tame the goosebumps that come when she recalls how close of a call this all was.

[falsify]

"It's worth taking a look anyway." Partially for his own peace of mind, or whatever approximation of it he's feeling these days, and he's not one to scoff at additional information. "Never know what you might find."

If there's some kind of evidence of what they've been doing to fae, that'd be brilliant, but Eames isn't holding his breath.