The Fool On The Hill

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A. Cooper needed to get out more. This was quite apparent to him as word reached him of Millicent’s latest plans. Letting her vamps run wild seemed like a bad, bad idea to him. He knew a thing or two about losing control and knew none of it ever came to any good. There was no fool like an old fool. Not that Cooper would ever say such words aloud where they could get back to Miss High ‘n Mighty. He liked living, thank you very much. There was nothing to do but go for a ride. He dusted off one of his motorcycles and took off into the night.

After a few blocks, any worries he had seemed to be far away. The only one he currently had was avoiding the suicidal public, who seemed determined to walk in the middle of the road. He yelled out in annoyance at the latest person to get in his way. “Hey! Get your head outta your arse and move it!” When would he learn to keep his mouth shut? Probably never.

B. Leaving the bike behind, he hit the local pubs. It occurred to Cooper that he was a bit peckish. Seeing as how he was out of contact with his usual blood donor, he was going to need someone else to bite into. It didn’t take long for his eyes to land on someone who looked like they might be up for being used as a blood bag. He sidled on up to them and crossed his fingers there were no overzealous hunters working in this part of town.

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[whatmatters]

"You'll be the first to know," she replied lightly, as much teasing as sincere. It wasn't like she would actually make an effort to make him aware of it, but there was no reason to hide it from him either, if her plans worked out. And she had a feeling she'd be seeing more of him again, now that he was back.

At the latter, she nodded idly. It was a nice thought, the idea of loyalty being rewarded by some great karma, as if simply sticking around would reap some positive benefit. Ringer had tried to change Hillingdon every way she knew how, short of trying to take over herself. Which she definitely did not want to do. She could see Cooper doing better on that front though. "I'll help if I can."

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"I'd better be. I'm a nosy fella that way." An aspect of his personality that he could sometimes have lived without. It was all good and well for him to keeping poking into things that were none of his business all the way up to the point where it bit him right in the butt. Still, there was little chance of harm coming to him if Ringer kept him in the loop.

"Not much you can do right now. Maybe later, if things start to change." Strange to think that he now considered a hunter to be among one of his allies and friends. Well, the world he lived in was a strange place. No doubt the time would come when he was glad to have Ringer on his side. With the way things were going among the vampires, it was bound to come to a head sooner rather than later.

[whatmatters]

Her lips twitched with a hint of amusement, at the idea of her confiding in the vampire. Even as she was actually confiding in him, to some extent.

At the latter, she gave a small nod and took more of her drink. If she joined East End, helping Cooper might be hard. But James had said he'd work with who he needed to get what he needed. Maybe her alliance with Cooper could be beneficial to both sides. It would have to be. "I'm sure you'll tell me."

Another thought occurred to her and she paused, turning to look at him. "Do you know Eames? He's a Lord, with the Unseelie."

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"I will." The vampire was not the quiet type to anyone that knew him even a little bit. But he knew how to keep things close to the chest when it came to political aspects. The minute he was to let anything slip about who he favored or which way he thought the wind was blowing, that's when everything would change and blow up in his face. No, it was far better to be non-committal and strike when the time was right, surprising everyone.

Cooper grimaced at the mention of Eames. Unbeknownst to the vampire, he had indeed already met the Unseelie fae. Not that he had figured it out yet. Being unable to tell one supernatural type from another was one of Cooper's failings. "No 'n I don't intend to if I can help it. I've sworn off gettin' involved with fae if I can help it."

back from hiatus, feel free to handwave if you prefer

[whatmatters]

"They seem to be a source of trouble," she replied idly, thinking of her limited interactions with Finnick and Eames and all the unnecessary drama to come from both. Even if, begrudgingly, Eames still intrigued her more than she'd admit to. With a hint of teasing, she added, "Not unlikes vampires."

Ringer enjoyed their banter. Cooper made it easy to forget that the person she was talking to could snap her neck in a heartbeat, even if she never entirely forgot what he was.

Re: back from hiatus, feel free to handwave if you prefer

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"This is true. However, unlike fae, we don't turn people into animals when we get mad at them." Cooper was going to be holding a grudge against the particular group of faeries who had turned him into a fuzzy bear-dog for at least the next one hundred years. "Also, we're much more handsome." He grinned impishly. There was a reason the vampires' well-known vanity was a cliché.