Hattori Heiji (
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The June Detective [Open]
A: Everyone's a critic
B: I've just had a little fae experience
C Other! Open to suggestions and such; Heiji will also just be outright barging into the personal space of whoever he's friendly with and starting up conversations during the month, so that's a thing, too.
The only negative thing about his promotion was that Heiji really only had a select few people he could even tell about it -- mention you weren't really a human in casual conversation, see how long till you ended up under psychiatric evaluation. Still, Heiji could hardly conceal his good mood. Thus he had rewarded himself with the latest moderately detective-themed airplane novel by a decent writer that he could find, and was rapidly making his way through it on the train, in the park, wherever.
"I dunno. I can understand likin' a writer a lot. I don't see why anyone would commit murder because of it, though. Ain't that goin' a little too far?"
B: I've just had a little fae experience
Provided they slipped through just the right set of trees, someone might just find the rest of London fade away -- the noise of traffic, the noise of the crowd. Dense forest would press in from all sides, but a stone walkway would lead up below a long row of brightly-painted red wooden gates of some ceremonial significance.
At the top of the stone steps: a small shrine, with two guardian fox statues on either side. How curious...
C Other! Open to suggestions and such; Heiji will also just be outright barging into the personal space of whoever he's friendly with and starting up conversations during the month, so that's a thing, too.
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"No, we have not." She had not had a chance to travel into Summer's demesne since he had joined the London Seelie court and therefore did not know his name. "I find myself at a disadvantage." She had heard that someone in the Seelie court had just become a knight, rumors flitted about the courts like leaves. Fae enjoy a little gossip.
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"I know that our courts are technically opposed, but I hope you'll decide to make an appearance at the Litha feast! It's going to be quite an event." She did seem to have a bit of a chilly air about her, but that was part of her reputation as well.
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Litha was fast approaching, and the balance of Seelie power in the north would soon begin to wane. "I expect it will be." She agreed. "Perhaps I shall find a way to make an appearance." No promises but it would be stupid to miss a court event. Knowledge was power, after all and how could one gain such knowledge without observation?
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"More like murders in general," he said in response to her question, setting the book down so that it rested in the cleft between a tree and its lowest-hanging branch.
"It's like a game. The basic rules were published in 1928 by S.S. Van Dine, the author of the Philo Vance series. Things like 'The reader must have equal opportunity with the detective for solving the mystery.' In other words, they take place in a universe with an ordered set of rules. Within those rules, the reader tries to deduce the identity of the culprit before the character in the story. Of course, not everyone follows Van Dine's proposal."
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"No, humans truly are terrible about rules. It can be most irritating." She agreed, mystified by the detailed explanation about Murder Mysteries. Games though, those she understood. Perhaps there were not enough current games outside books to keep him truly occupied?
"Tell me, do you often find time to take in a book?"
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There was a bit of mischievousness to his smile now. "Not as much as I used to. But I still make a little time. 'Course, in real life, murders are a bit more straightforward. Human ones, anyway."
...And a little depressing, honestly. An angry, overgrown boy beating his wife. A squabble over the family inheritance. A million other mundane variations that could really strip away one's faith in humanity, if you let it.
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Mab had no concerns about losing her faith in humanity. They were useful sometimes but for the most part, very little of her concern. "Less time due to affairs of this Realm?" Fae politics could certainly take over one's life. And the annoyances of some of the other creatures that roamed London had become more interesting as of late from what she'd heard. Ways blocked between worlds, Fae hunted by vampires.
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"More like the affairs of London. There's been a lot goin' on recently. Most recently the Redbright takeover of Barnet. They're pushing hard on those dark witches, and it's makin' me wonder when those same witches are gonna start pushing back."
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"Is that so?" She asked, mildly curious. Witches could be both vastly annoying and sometimes quite useful. Her eyes gazed into the distance for a moment as the imagined the implications. "It might be interesting to keep an eye on that." She murmured as much to herself as to him. "And who is it that put the barrier between the worlds?"
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Mab, at least, seemed like a pretty dyed-in-the-wool Unseelie. ...she kind of reminded him of his dad. Not the Unseelie part, more the traditional note in general.
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"Do you believe the dark witches will be able to push back properly?" She asked him and genuinely seemed to want to know his opinion. He'd clearly spent more time than her in the human world.
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"No." Well, that answer was... unhesitating. "Least not any I've come across so far. One was dead, a couple I saw defected to Daybreak. And one kinda went into hysterics and lied when I was investigating the death of the first one. None of the ones I've met so far have the determination or numbers to mount any real resistance. That's probably why they're in the the state they are now -- incognito or pushed to the fringes."
He paused for a moment. "But it doesn't have to stay that way. And there are other factions that Redbright ain't too friendly with, too."
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"Hmm." Her mind was working but her face was impassive. If the woman in charge of the white witches was intent on closing off acess to the Other Realm the dark witches would be their best shot at opening ways back up if the need arose. But it probably said something that Mab's first solution was, "If they are so weak, it would be little difficulty to convince them of the benefits in swearing loyalty to a Fae."
That's right. Mab's first instinct is to enslave them. What? "Other factions?" Mab is so out of the loop right now. It's disconcerting to her.
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"The werewolves, for one thing. Apparently, they're unrepresented in that Night Council, and they've got a longstanding tiff with the vampires. Who have an agreement with the Night Council, of course." Heiji made a slight face; he didn't really like vampires as a general rule. It was hard to be enthused at the idea of someone who'd love to sink their fangs into you.
"I've got a bit of a question. You've been around these parts longer than me, haven't you? Have you ever been summoned?"
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"Werewolves?" She looks displeased with the thought of dealing with werewolves. She knew a flighty fae who loved turning men into dogs, hellhounds really, but Mab had never acquired that taste. One had to made due with options available though. And if they were willing to work in tandem against Vampires and witches that thought it was their duty to police the ways between worlds Mab would simply have to suck it up. And perhaps invest time in creating a deodorizing spell. "You believe they would be amenable to assisting? They do tend to be touchy about other races, no?"
Her eyes widened a little at the question. "Certainly not." She wasn't going around giving witches her name. They must owe her a favor first. It would keep them careful about abusing the summoning. "Not in London, no."
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He nodded. "I don't much like the idea myself. Still, that's what dark witches do, don't they? Try and summon fae."
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"Mmm." Well, the witches thought it was something only a dark witch would do. Splitting hairs really. "A summoning is one spell, dark witches employ." Her agreement was offhanded and she touched her tongue to her teeth thoughtfully before adding to her response. "It can be terribly inconvenient. And yet, it can prove to be worthwhile, a quick way to test a witch's strength." And to begin to put them in debt.
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He laughed. "Well, I'd rather not get mixed up in that kinda thing. Puts a bit of a damper on the whole 'go where you please, when you please' thing, yeah? If I wanted to be on call to the mortal world, I'd get a pager."
Besides, he didn't like being compelled to do things.
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She sniffed a little. "It is important to set boundaries if you allow a mortal to know your name. Rudeness comes at great cost. It is always important to make such impudence worth it's while to the Fae you summon." And if that flash of bloodthirstiness in her eyes wasn't a good indication of how well it would go over if someone was insolent enough to summon her for something stupid, nothing was. But having witches in your debt could pay off later. And Mab could be very patient.
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Well, he supposed that Mab had a bit of a different way of dealing with humans. Or rather, a more Unseelie way. "Sounds like you've got your strategy pretty well worked out."
But time to switch gears. "So what brought you back to London? I heard you were gone for a bit."
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The summer court were entirely too easy on the humans if you asked Mab. But no one did. "Perhaps." She agreed. It wasn't like it couldn't change to fit a situation.
His focus switched to her more completely and she paused, smoothing a hand down her hip as she considered her answer. Nothing straight, she wasn't fond of giving out information like he was. "London's courts are some of the most powerful in the world, are they not? Scandanavia has it's place of course. But it is not London." It wasn't even Edinburgh.
that's about as far as I've gotten in wolf threads, just letting you know
"You're here on a bit of a mission, then. That makes sense." Especially for Mab, who seemed like a bit of a game enthusiast. Heiji himself wouldn't have considered moving for that reason; home was home and away was away. And that was really the end of it.
"So are you from Scandinavia, then? I've never been. Although I did enjoy a novel from Sweden recently -- it's called 'Gentlemen who Hate Women'."
I will try to avoid prying too much then LOL she's using you like google.
She didn't contradict him. Certainly she considered it her duty to maintain the balance between the courts which did not seem to be problematic here yet, and of course to shore up her own power base. So yes it was a mission, or in her opinion, how Things worked.
"I do not originally come from the north." She replied and that was clearly all he would get on that topic. No need to share with a summer fae exactly why she'd gone up there to begin with, or where she'd caused enough tension to force the move. And she did not want to have to discuss her child.
Her head tilted, almost bird-like. "The title seems contradictory. Was it suitable?"
Re: I will try to avoid prying too much then LOL she's using you like google.
Instead, he moved on to the subject of books, which was one of his favorites. "I'd say so. It was about... a family business, you might say? It went a bit into the Swedish judicial system, but the main plot was about two generations and their systematic targeting of Jane Does that no one would recognize were killed by the same party."
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"They call that..." She tried to remember the term, "serial murder do they not?" Frankly it seemed like a lot of trouble to go to for no payout. And the serial murderers so rarely ate their prey. Still, sometimes the excitement was in the chase. Frankly if someone loved the chase they should stop going after untrained human women and get some prey that presented a challenge.
"Do the books present any insight into a mortal's thoughts then?"
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