CROYDON 2: CROYDON HARDER

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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 By the evening they'll have withdrawn, and Norrell can have fun explaining to the families of the deceased that they died for a shithole like Croydon.

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Both, is what comes to mind. Especially judging by the way she'd bristled when he'd suggested she could be naive, but one would be more easy to manipulate than the other, and moreover keep her followers supportive.

"She seems to think of herself as their protector, hence why the threat needs to be serious and immediate." He gestures around them, "but. If we could suggest to some members of her circle that her complacency with the Council's new laws means that perhaps she doesn't have their best interests at heart after all... That may push her into action."

[thelittlemerman]

Finnick's mouth twists into a wry smile and he raises an eyebrow at Eames.

"Sowing discord is so characteristic of the Unseelie," he says. "But I'd be willing to take on some of your court's strategies if it meant we'd be closer to our goal. Playing their little game of territories only seems to do so much."

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Eames laughs, and judging by the way it suddenly bubbles out of him, it's the first time he's laughed genuinely in a while.

"Unfortunately, sewing daisies into our hair and morris dancing likely wouldn't do much to help us here." His amusement dies quickly though, and he sighs, "but you're right. Focusing this much on lines in the sand will only slow us down."

[thelittlemerman]

"And in case that fails - in case her followers are so naive and bright-eyed that they can't be swayed - I think we need a back up," Finnick says. He can do this much at least, decide what they need. When it comes to making up an actual plan, that's where he falls short. He makes up for it by being a very good fighter.

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Eames nods, he's right. Especially after how everything's been lately, they can't afford to rest on their laurels and afford the first plan they come up with will work.

But right now he's got so much going on, he's co-ordinating so many things, he can't think what their backup would be. "I'll need some time to think about it," he says, sighing. "I can't come up with anything right now."

[thelittlemerman]

"After Croydon, then," Finnick says. "We have a long day ahead of us, and I don't think we should be distracted. Maybe something will come of this, and we won't have to do anything at all."

If only Norrell would push Midnight too far. If only he would cross that line. It might be easier to tempt him into breaking the truce, and then that would free up Midnight without any other need for meddling.

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"Maybe," Eames says with another sigh. The only thing he's expecting from Croydon is a ruined suit, but something useful might come of it. "Either way moving forward after this is going to be a hell of a trial."

[thelittlemerman]

"Nothing we can't endure," Finnick says lightly; something he's had to tell himself over and over again. It's less frequent now than it was, but if one can survive thirty years of being bound, one can survive a night of fighting. He has all the free will he could want now, and he plans to use it.