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General Toot-toot Minimus, of 'Za Lord's Guard (i_heartpizza) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2011-08-07 23:15:00

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harry dresden, lorne, toot-toot

We the Fairies, blithe and antic, of dimensions not gigantic... [open]
The field sprite most commonly known as Toot-Toot flitted through the City mostly unseen, in spite of his growing...talent. It had been six months--had it been six months? or had it been longer?--since the last time he had heard that familiar tugging at his magical senses that was Harry's summons. Six months of silence, while he fought to keep Chicago safe for his younger, smaller, weaker companions and followers. Three whole seasons of forging new alliances in order to feed his rapidly growing 'family.'

It wasn't just vanilla mortals, or small time magic-users that were disappearing. It was the lesser fae as well; being captured and forced into servitude as they once had, before the great 'Za Lord had deigned to care for them. Oh, the crazy wizard's friends did what they could, but they had their hands full looking after their fellow humans, and it just wasn't the same.

And then it happened. A whisper, a brushing at the back of his mind. A tingle between his shoulder blades. A wish. He had to follow. He'd slipped through the veil into the never-never in a twinkling, and somehow emerged in this place between what, when, where, and who. And why? Because Harry needed him. Harry wanted him.

But now that he was here, the wishing had stopped. Was he too late? No, no, no. This was the right place. Never mind that it changed, seemingly with the lightest of light breezes, such as the one that his dragonfly wings made as he beat his way above--and sometimes below--the streets. He just needed to learn its Ways.

He would gather information at a pub--that's what he would do! Mortals liked to congregate and gossip at the pubs. And they had pizza...

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i_wizard
2011-08-09 05:51 pm UTC (link)

"Thank you." With that taken care of, Harry moved towards the bar and sat at a stool. He lowered his arm for the pixie to take the seat beside him, and ordered a plain Coke for each of them. He might sneak in a beer later, but first he would share a drink with Toot-toot, as promised.

"How'd you end up here?" Harry asked, trying to keep his voice casual. "We're a good way from Chicago, you know."

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i_host
2011-08-09 06:54 pm UTC (link)

Lorne was busy, in the back of Caritas, going over the schedule he'd made with Logan for the waitstaff, and looking over the club's budget. Business was good--it could be better, sure, but things were solid. People were in seats, always. People came to sing and for the good greasy food. He really couldn't complain--and very rarely did.

Tonight he was decked out in a royal blue suit and purple tie, and his shoes were royal blue, too. Suede. Karaoke was about to begin for the evening, and Lorne greeted patrons here and there as he made his way over to the bar and a familiar face.

"Hey, stranger!" Lorne said, smiling broadly at Harry.

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i_heartpizza
2011-08-09 11:49 pm UTC (link)

Toot-toot perched on the bar stool, wrapping both his hands around the drink, just holding it for a while. Holding it, and smelling it, and listening to the fizz of rising bubbles--laughing as the carbonation tickled his nose. It took him a moment to wrest his concentration back to Harry's question, but eventually, he looked up, and shrugged.

"I twinkled," he quipped, ruffling his wings. "Following a hunch." He took a sip of the coca-cola, and squee'd. It was the only way to describe the sound he made. "Why didn't you ever give me soda before? You've been keeping--" His playful accusation cut off midstream when the blue- and purple-clad creature approached, the purple pixie's eyes growing even wider as he looked Lorne up and down. "I like your suit!"

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i_wizard
2011-08-10 06:03 am UTC (link)

Harry raised an eyebrow at the faerie. "You like it more than pizza?" He doubted it. The pixies loved pizza more than a heroin addict love their drug. Sanya had teased him about being a dealer, and it was an apt enough description to cause Harry a pang of guilt at the time.

He looked up, grinning, when Lorne arrived. "Hey, Lorne," he said, holding out his hand. "Good to see you again." He tipped his head at Toot. "My friend here just arrived, and I thought I'd buy him a drink. General Toot-toot Minimus, meet Lorne the Host."

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	i_host 2011-08-10 09:52 pm UTC (link)
	Lorne shook Harry's hand, and turned his attention to the new little guy he hadn't met before who was complementing him. "Thank you!" He grinned. "Any friend of Harry's..." He sat down on a free bar stool on the other side of Harry. "So when did you get in, General?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	i_heartpizza 2011-08-10 10:01 pm UTC (link)
	General. The pixie was fairly preening as he sipped his soda, trying to follow Harry's example and not gulp it down the way that he could inhale a pizza. He wasn't sure he liked it better, per se, but then, pizza and pop were two very different things. "Just now," he replied, coming up for air. " (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	i_wizard 2011-08-15 02:22 am UTC (link)
	Harry grinned. "General Minimus was a great help to me back in Chicago. He even took on a skinwalker to try and save my ass once. Big Navajo quasi-immortal demigod. I'd be dead if Toot hadn't come to my aid." Nothing like giving the little fae some due appreciation. "Hey Lorne, you don't happen to make pizza here, do you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

i_host
2011-08-15 08:15 pm UTC (link)

"Pizza?" Lorne shook his head. "Closest thing we've got to pizza are mozarella sticks. And quesadillas. I love our line cook to bitty bits but he's all about the frying."

On the stage, a woman began to belt out a fairly decent rendition of what Lorne believed to be the single most popular Shania Twain song in existence.

"Want me to rustle up one of those for ya?"

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	i_heartpizza 2011-08-16 12:19 am UTC (link)
	Toot-toot couldn't help but sit up a little straighter, his chest puffed out a little prouder at the praise. He looked from Harry to Lorne and back again, his eyes wide. Mozzarella was good on pizza, it wouldn't be terrible on pizza. "Can we, Harry?" He glanced over at the stage, then back at the wizard. He was fully prepared to sing for his supper if he had to. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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