blood sweat tear

[imeanforever]

He's moving her to a different court to see if it'll improve her attitude. She's allowed to fly. It's been a long, long time since she was allowed to -

She is only allowed to fly to her destination, not anywhere else. She notices that she is not where she should be, that she cannot progress to where she was told to go, and she careens out of control when her wings won't flap anymore, and she crashes.

---

with Miles (kappa)

with Minus (kappa)

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[eversomuchfun]

He pours; the kettle was already hot. "Tea now, or tea in ninety seconds at a less painful temperature?"

[imeanforever]

Blink. (When he says 'now'. The water's not actually boiling, she's had worse it'll heal -)

[eversomuchfun]

The mortal shrugs. He brings over the mug and arranges it in a drinkable configuration relative to her face.

[imeanforever]

Promise opens her mouth.

[eversomuchfun]

Technically-non-boiling tea goes in.

[imeanforever]

It's hot. She swallows it anyway.

[eversomuchfun]

He inputs the entire mug of tea and then stands back and regards her.

"No doubt there is a next step to this puzzle."

[imeanforever]

Blink.

[eversomuchfun]

"Wouldn't it be nice if you could tell me what it is."

[imeanforever]

She opens her mouth again, just a little, but nothing comes out.

[eversomuchfun]

"Hm," says the mortal, regarding her thoughtfully.

[imeanforever]

[eversomuchfun]

"As much fun as this little interlude has been, do feel free to give the answer away."

[imeanforever]

Does that -

She opens her mouth and this time sound comes out.

"I'm under heavy orders and I can mostly only do things you tell or permit me to do."

[eversomuchfun]

"Well, that's annoying."

[imeanforever]

[eversomuchfun]

"And will it solve this irritating puzzle if I permit you to do whatever you like?"

[imeanforever]

"Yeah," she breathes, suddenly relaxing and starting to cry.

[eversomuchfun]

"Lovely."

He sits on the floor and pours himself a cup of tea from the cooling kettle.

[imeanforever]

Promise does not intrude on his tea-ing. She just cries softly.

[eversomuchfun]

He sits. He drinks his tea.



He says, unenforced, "Want to talk about it?"

[imeanforever]

"I - I - had a bad master. Went through a tear. Now I can't do any sorcery I suppose and I don't know if I'll ever see my tree again but at least he doesn't have me anymore."

[eversomuchfun]

"Well. Welcome to Sunnydale. Is this orders business a property of you in particular, or of the entire place you came from?"

[imeanforever]

"Of fairies."

[eversomuchfun]

"Fairies, that's a new one."