Apr. 2nd, 2018

Robin

Apr. 2nd, 2018 10:02 pm
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He was still adjusting to having magic, adjusting to the strange jumble of foreign memories in his head. He had moments here and there where he lost time- Never long, just a minute, but enough that he was a touch uneasy afterwards. The trade off for lost moments seemed to be thoughts gained though, like this morning when he'd looked at the stupid crown he'd gotten for Christmas, and realized it was his. That for some reason, he was worthy of a crown. ...A fae prince, Winter had told him.

Right, yeah. ...Prince Finlay. Of course. ...Whatever.

Afternoon approached, and Fin found himself heading over to Robin's, his crown sitting lopsided on his head as he knocked on the door. He couldn't explain it, Robin was just one of the people here he felt drawn to. ...Emotionally attached to, even. It was like the other Fin's desires were alive within him- Or tangled with his own? 

Fuck it, maybe they weren't anyone's but his, who could say?

"Rob? Robin, are you in?" he called out curiously.

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