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undergrounds2016-03-19 08:48 pm
occultdisciple) wrote in undergrounds2016-03-19 08:48 pm
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To be thus is nothing; (Bromley territory claim)
Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown,
March 18th
Bromley. A beautiful borough that belonged in the hands of those mortal or formerly mortal. The fae? Were intruders. They had their own realm; there was no need for them to claim territory in this one.
So, the vampires were going to take it back.
The first day, it's a simple ebb into the territory. Beginning to push back against the fae. To try and drive them back into the Other Realm.
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,
March 19th
By the second day, the fae have responded. Hard and brutal. There are battles to be fought outside the sight of humanity. But there's power sparking, and some of it spills over.
Coward continues to fight, yes, and to lead his forces, but he also has to focus his efforts on keeping things at bay.
Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,
March 20th
The battle is lost. Coward knows that.
Rather than risk too many of his forces on a battle that isn't able to be won, he orders the withdrawal. And oversees it personally, much as he's loathe to do so. It's frustrating, but it's what must be done.
No son of mine succeeding.
Aftermath
Coward is not proud of his failure, but he also can show Millicent the effort. These things happen, and he knows about it. He has his office open at Scotland Yard, his time available to the supernatural and human for all sorts of matters.
That he'll have to discuss about Bromley... he knows. But he's waiting for it.
March 18th
Bromley. A beautiful borough that belonged in the hands of those mortal or formerly mortal. The fae? Were intruders. They had their own realm; there was no need for them to claim territory in this one.
So, the vampires were going to take it back.
The first day, it's a simple ebb into the territory. Beginning to push back against the fae. To try and drive them back into the Other Realm.
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,
March 19th
By the second day, the fae have responded. Hard and brutal. There are battles to be fought outside the sight of humanity. But there's power sparking, and some of it spills over.
Coward continues to fight, yes, and to lead his forces, but he also has to focus his efforts on keeping things at bay.
Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,
March 20th
The battle is lost. Coward knows that.
Rather than risk too many of his forces on a battle that isn't able to be won, he orders the withdrawal. And oversees it personally, much as he's loathe to do so. It's frustrating, but it's what must be done.
No son of mine succeeding.
Aftermath
Coward is not proud of his failure, but he also can show Millicent the effort. These things happen, and he knows about it. He has his office open at Scotland Yard, his time available to the supernatural and human for all sorts of matters.
That he'll have to discuss about Bromley... he knows. But he's waiting for it.