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Eames. ([personal profile] falsify) wrote in [community profile] undergrounds2016-01-14 07:51 pm

CROYDON 2: CROYDON HARDER


January 7th-14th: Once the purge really gets going, it's pretty obvious that Croydon's being targeted disproportionately. It's less of a surprise than some might like; the area's a source of numerous bruised egos - Eames' included - but more than that, every side involved clearly wants to put this to bed. Daybreak, unfortunately, has a lot more backing and more official channels to go through to get the upper hand. Numerous people are taken in by the Night Council on whatever charges of using dark magic can be used against them, and it leaves a not insignificant dent in their power. Clever, one might suppose, reduce the numbers before Daybreak - Norrell, let's all be honest here - send the bodies in to take the area. Eames has the fae on his side and the people in his employ do what they can to undermine this though. Moving people out of the area quickly and under the noses of the Council guardians sweeping the area, goods hidden, the odd person stored away safely in Faery. More than anything, it's a move of solidarity with those living here. A gentle suggestion that those witches, fae, metas, etc. in the area can trust him and his to look after them.

January 15th: This is a losing fight, and Eames makes it clear no one is obligated to join in before things start. There's too many extenuating circumstances to have a hope of keeping their hands on Croydon. Still. Eames is too frustrated with the current state of affairs to let it go easily, and he amasses a small militia of the like-minded. They may not be able to keep Croydon, but they can make it difficult as hell to take. The plan is simple: In the early hours of the morning, before the sun has risen, they'll attack. The intent was to avoid bloodshed last time, but this time the intent is clearly to kill as many as possible. By the evening they'll have withdrawn, and Norrell can have fun explaining to the families of the deceased that they died for a shithole like Croydon.

[personal profile] protagonized 2016-01-28 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Simon tries and fails to avoid rolling his eyes. What little empathy he felt for Norrell is rapidly fading.

"Mr. Norrell," he says, sounding exasperated. "You aren't the only witch in Croydon. The others are on their way. Unless you know a spell that will make them come any faster, we'll have to wait."
Edited 2016-01-28 05:20 (UTC)
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[personal profile] hurtfew 2016-01-29 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know very well I am not! But I am the one who has lead this! That is why I will be blamed! I am the High Priest of Daybreak! Something you would do well to remember."

The sharp glance he shoots Simon suggests that lack of respect is something he should be checking, for Simon has ever had an irreverent manner that in moments like this grates.

[personal profile] protagonized 2016-01-31 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
How could I forget it, with you reminding everyone all the time?

It's on the tip of Simon's tongue, but ultimately he keeps his peace. No need to further antagonize someone who's got something of a say in whether or not he becomes a Guardian.

Should he actually decide go that route.

"Right, then," he says instead, "Is there anything we could be doing to prepare for them, so when they do get here we can just get on with it? Is there--"

He cuts off, hearing signs of movement.

"Mr. Norrell," he says, more quietly, "How many people are we expecting?"
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[personal profile] hurtfew 2016-01-31 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
His expression softens from irritation to something more wary as Simon cuts off, then twitches into a frown.

"Well, the ritual requires an entire coven or as close as one can get. So we should expect the rest of the Norrellite coven. Can you hear them coming?"

At least, he hopes it is them. Norrell is not a man given to magical duelling if he can help it.

[personal profile] protagonized 2016-02-08 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
One of the benefits of being a shapeshifter are the heightened senses. Simon's hearing and sense of smell are both far more sensitive than the average human's. "Doesn't sound like it's that many," he replies slowly.

It sounds like three people, at most, and they're running towards them. And the smell...

"Mr. Norrell, did you invite vampires to this, er, party?"
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[personal profile] hurtfew 2016-02-15 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Norrell blinks in surprise, tilts his head thoughtfully at the question.

"Islington Nest pledged their help to us in this claim...." he begins, cautious. "I did not specifically invite them to the ritual, but they were here to secure the territory. They may be escorting some witches...?"

If it is not that many there is no cause for alarm, surely? Lord Coward had assured him he would keep an eye on those in the nest to make sure they behaved...
Edited (repetition ) 2016-02-15 13:24 (UTC)