James Memon (
youronlylaw) wrote in
undergrounds2016-05-13 08:15 pm
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Havering Claim - backdated to the 12th

Havering was at the back of the East End Packs territories in London; which seemed to be - by general consensus - a Bad Thing. Emboldened by their ability to vote, the wolves of the East End pack rally behind their Alpha (or would-be Alpha depending on who you asked) and his choice to take the territory. Some decide that acting on this is in the interest of their safety, some are simply hungry for more, some want to see the Fae out of London - whatever their reason, people are rallying.
The affair is not without bloodshed however, but the fighting is not horrifying. The Fae knew this was coming and had prepared to struggle against it - but what they could not know was that the wolves brought numbers in the form of allies.
Daybreak witches mainly accompanied groups of wolves to help clear out areas and keep the fae from individually doing too much damage. Among the Daybreak witches, there is a small number of Midnight witches - spearheaded by Abigail Widdowson herself. Apparently there was some sort of agreement between Memon and herself.
Eventually, the Havering territory - after a day of little fighting and more than enough protests - falls to the wolves.
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The affair is not without bloodshed however, but the fighting is not horrifying. The Fae knew this was coming and had prepared to struggle against it - but what they could not know was that the wolves brought numbers in the form of allies.
Daybreak witches mainly accompanied groups of wolves to help clear out areas and keep the fae from individually doing too much damage. Among the Daybreak witches, there is a small number of Midnight witches - spearheaded by Abigail Widdowson herself. Apparently there was some sort of agreement between Memon and herself.
Eventually, the Havering territory - after a day of little fighting and more than enough protests - falls to the wolves.
(Feel free to use this post as an event log! Make starters, tag other people, ect.)

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When she calls him out, he debates just running, but he's a bit curious about her, so he takes a step out of the deep shadows in the alleyway just behind her and leans on the building holding his trident at his side.
"You wolves and your sense of smell," he remarks. "You can find the enemy but you have no idea how in over your head you're getting."
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"I can take care of myself." Lately it feels like everybody's been implying that she can't handle herself in a fight. Despite her lack of enthusiasm for this whole situation, she's kind of itching to prove them all wrong.
"Are you going to leave, or not?" she asks, trying to muster more authority than she feels.
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"You're the one intruding," he says simply, with a bit of venom.
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"It's my job to make you leave."
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"Well, it's my job to stop that from happening," he says.
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She knows some fae have been fighting back. It might not be as easy as all that. But she stares him down stubbornly, not acknowledging the threat of his trident.
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It's a rhetorical question. He doubts many people outside the fae would actually recognize a minor lord like himself, but it gets the effect across rather well. The point is, he's important. "I will stay until I see the last of the fae out safely. Don't forget it's you who drew me out of the shadows and not the other way around; you could have kept walking."
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"And let you attack me from behind?" She glares at him. "Look, if you're just... if you're just making sure your people get out okay, or whatever, I won't fight you." She tries to sound magnanimous - while she knows she's not really doing him a favor, she wants to keep up an air of being on the obviously superior side - but it comes out sounding more like a challenge.
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