Fiery Fae

Nessa Foley. 25/20. Faerie. Triplet. Slave.

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St. Patrick’s Day

Helena was rather excited after getting the news of a bar crawl in town. She slipped into a pretty little green dress and made her way out of her suite. A walk would do her some good, so she found herself cutting through the gardens and courtyard. Her long, silvery blonde hair was braided intricately, keeping it out of her face but still loose in the back so that it fell nicely down her back.

Pausing in her walk, she came across someone sitting in the garden and decided to stop for a moment. “Enjoying the weather?”

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Nessa wasn’t necessarily looking forward to the festivities, but she would take any excuse to get out of her cell- even if it meant dealing with the sun. She made her way out, donning a pair of sunglasses, hoping to protect her eyes, and made her way to the garden. It had been a few days since her break time had been changed and she knew what exposure to the sun would do. She sighed, finding a shady spot in the garden and sat down, waiting for it to be dark. A voice cut through her thoughts and she looked up at the woman. “It’s perfectly pleasant I suppose.” She responded, not wanting to be rude. “Preparing to go join the festivities, then?” She asked, nodding to the woman’s green dress. 

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Stopping and turning to the source of the snark, Vincent was surprised to find himself getting eyed like a piece of meat by the one inside the cage. And damn if he didn’t like that.

“Just an observation on the management, nothing to do with the merchandise. Don’t be too quick to judge me, gorgeous, you haven’t even had a taste.”

She smirked, cocking her head to one side. “Are you offering a taste then?” She asked, biting her bottom lip. The old Nessa, the quiet and reserved Nessa that she used to be would be appalled with her behavior at the moment. “Because I just might say yes, if you’re lucky.” She teased as if she had any semblance of control over the situation. 

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Eclipse bit his bottom lip as he looked at the other, blue eyes watching her as he listened to her speak. When she mentioned feeling like a stranger to herself he agreed with a nod of his head. ‘Whatever was done to me has stripped me of daylight,’ he signed. 'I can’t even enjoy feeling the warmth of it any more.’ That had upset him more than everything else.

She nodded, she understood.At least she had her breaks at night, she couldn’t imagine being so drained, especially with how sensitive she was to the sunlight these days. “Why do you think they did it? Whoever they are? Why us?” 

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Eclipse let his eyes move to the person approaching, and a weight seemed to be lifted once he realized that it wasn’t a guard. A light smile appeared on his lips when he noted it was Nessa. He motioned for her to take a seat. Lifting his hands, he signed, ‘How are you feeling?’

She sank down when he motioned for her to join him, watching as he signed. She shrugged, “Like I am a stranger to myself...the new moon is in a few weeks...I feel less like me as it approaches.” She sighed, glancing over at him. “How about you?”

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“Y’know I was expecting…well, I’m not sure, but not this.” Vincent strolled along a catacomb corridor, speaking out loud to no one in particular, most likely himself, knowing he didn’t need to care about sharing these thoughts with present company. “More like, high-class hookers in cushy little studio apartments. Amusement park-grade slavery. But this…this is awful.”

“I like it. Shows they take their business seriously.” 

Nessa was bored, she missed not having to be stuck in the cell all the time. She waited, counting the hours until she would be free to roam underneath the moonlight. She sat up, tasting his magic on the air before she heard his voice. He wasn’t one she recognized but she found herself moving to the bars to get a look. She ran a hand through her red hair, with wings tucked away she looked as if she already had, the shackle on her wrist simply an accessory at this point. “You sound like a right sweetheart.” She said with a laugh, the hunger inside her building as he drew closer. It had only been two days since the new moon and the dark fae found it difficult to keep the hunger at bay. 

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Eclipse sat on the wall of the small fountain he had picked out as his spot for his break tonight. Here the air smelled of jasmine and it reminded him of home. His grandmother had planted a jasmine bush near the front of the large coven house. He remembered his mother used to dry the flowers she picked and create oils from them. His eyes closed for a moment as he took in the darkness around him. He missed the daylight. Missed being able to sit out in the sun. The creature he had been turned into was still so upsetting to him. A noise drew his attention back to reality and he tensed immediately.

Nessa was slowly coming to terms with who she was now, but the battle between who she had been and who she now was still was being fought underneath the surface. She walked in the garden, enjoying being surrounded by the aroma of the florals. She spotted Eclipse and smiled slightly, walking over to him. She could see him tense and she held up a hand. “Just me. Mind if I sit?” She asked, nodding to the spot next to him.

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“Oh, sweetheart,” he laughed. “I’ve been around a long time. I’m not about to divulge all the unpleasantness that I’ve run into.” He looked over at her. “Just trust me, when I say, this isn’t the worst thing that could happen. I still like you, and I still want to fuck you, so there’s that,” he said, shrugging his shoulder and smirking a little bit at her.

She pouted slightly but nodded, thankful that he still liked her and wasn’t freaked out by the change. At the last comment she laughed, shaking her head and smacking him on the arm. “Incorrigible.” She murmured, leaning up and kissing his cheek. “What am I going to do with you?”

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Gio watched her, and shook his head. “I promise that I’m not freaked out,” he told her. He stepped closer towards her. “I’ve been around a long time, and I’ve seen much freakier stuff than you. Plus, I know you. That helps. This isn’t the whole you. It’s just…a new part that we’ll have to get used to.”

Nessa nodded, relaxing slightly. She might not be okay with the changes, she might not know how her brothers would feel about the changes, but at least she knew that Gio wasn’t going to run screaming in the other direction. He was really her only other friend in this damned place and she would have mourned that loss. “Freakier huh?” She asked, arching an eyebrow as he stepped closer. She closed the difference, allowing herself to melt against him. “Like what?”

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“I would deserve that.” She said quietly, at the comment about him hurting her a little back. “There’s…something else.” She said, biting her bottom lip. “Seeing as how you have a tendency of seeing me naked.” She teased gently, halfheartedly. “If you change your mind…I understand.” She took a step back, hands moving to her shoulders and then slipping the dress off. Her wings stretched out, the horns grew from her head, her hair now a dark purple- the same as her wings and horns, knowing it would get darker once they were closer to the new moon. The whites of her eyes turned black while her iris turned a piercing shade of violet. She glanced at him, wondering what he might think of her new look. 

Gio shook his head, but before he had a reason to really try and convince her otherwise, she was stepping back and then she was changing. His eyes widened, but not really out of fear. He was more surprised than anything else. He bit his lip just a little bit, cocking a little sly grin at her. “You’re different,” he told her. “But, not necessarily in a bad way…you’re still gorgeous,” he said, shrugging his shoulders.

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She bit her lip, glancing up at him. “Well that makes one of us that thinks so.” She said, running fingers through her hair. She grabbed up the dress and tucked wings back, slipping it back on. The horns retreated back beneath her fiery red hair and she sighed. “You promise you’re not freaked out? Because it’s okay if you are...I am.”

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Gio watched her, as he tilted his head to the side. He moved in front of her, running his fingers down the side of her face. “You’re going to be okay,” he told her gently. “You’ve got me. Lucky for you, I tend to be a fan of the darkness…and, if you hurt me, well…we know I could take it. I can’t guarantee that I might not hurt you a little back, though..” he said, smiling wryly at her. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I’ll help you…if you want. To embrace whatever it is.”

“I would deserve that.” She said quietly, at the comment about him hurting her a little back. “There’s...something else.” She said, biting her bottom lip. “Seeing as how you have a tendency of seeing me naked.” She teased gently, halfheartedly. “If you change your mind...I understand.” She took a step back, hands moving to her shoulders and then slipping the dress off. Her wings stretched out, the horns grew from her head, her hair now a dark purple- the same as her wings and horns, knowing it would get darker once they were closer to the new moon. The whites of her eyes turned black while her iris turned a piercing shade of violet. She glanced at him, wondering what he might think of her new look. 

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“What do you mean they changed you?” he asked. “What did they do to you?” He continued to step closer to her, before placing a hand on the small of her back, if a bit hesitantly. He looked at her, his eyes searching for anything that might tell him what was going on with her.

A shiver ran through her at the light touch and she rested her head on his shoulder lightly. She wasn’t ready to show anyone her new look at this point, but she could tell him...she could tell him. “I mean...I feed on magic...I’m always hungry for the magic I sense around me.” She was thankful that Gio was at least safe, but it didn’t change the fact that as it grew closer to the new moon, her senses were heightened as was her thirst. She was terrified of hurting others. “Everything is dark. I’m dark.” She whispered. “I could hurt others but...when the hunger is all I can feel...I don’t care. I should care. I want to care.”

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“I’m always sure about things,” he smirked. He cocked his head a little, watching her. He stepped closer to her, but not quite closing the space between them. “A little vague, darling,” he teased. “How are you…after everything?” he asked her. He hadn’t really checked in too much, since the actual storm, and yes, there was a part of him that cared.

She hummed at the teasing but didn’t turn back around. He asked how she was and she paused, wringing her fingers. “That...is a complicated question.” She said softly. “I feel...fantastic...but I also don’t feel like me. They...took me...they changed me.” She bit her lip and turned to face him. “I don’t know who I am anymore...”She all but whispered the last words.