Random Fun with Jamie

[piwakawaka]

Wellington has decided to rain a lot even though its Summer, Tiwa doesn't approve so she's found a place on the beach and has her shoes off.

She's got a packet of things from Victoria beside her that she probably should look through, but for now, she might be asleep.

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[piwakawaka]

The tracing feels nice and Tiwa nods, she doesn't like talking about it, but its over and done with,

"We're not really that powerful at home, in a world of vamps, mages and shifters, Fae tend to just hold on. Our Freehold though its kind of powerful, old and loved and so Wellington is sort of safe."

She takes a deep breath to keep hold of herself and kisses him quickly.

[land_lover]

"You're tenacious."

He doesn't object to the kiss and holds her closer, but his eyes are still watching her with unwavering focus.

"Freehold?"

[piwakawaka]

"Marae too, a place to get to the Dreaming, we can be ourselves there without any guises. An lovely old taniwha, guess you'd call her a sort of sea monster watches over it. Others have always wanted it."

Tiwa hates saying this next part but his gaze is reassuring and sees through her all at once,

"Decided to make me a pawn, cage me."

[land_lover]

All at once his expression goes cold and hard, the look in his eyes almost dangerous.

"No one has the right to cage one such as you."

[piwakawaka]

He reminds her of Ben looking like that and she shivers,

"Wanted to know what cold iron would do. Mean I was saved and just some bad dreams now."

[land_lover]

Jamie is still staring at her, wondering, and very slowly he lets go of some of his mental shielding; not enough for a total assault on his senses, but sufficient to pick up a stray vision or two, should they come.

"We'll just have to see about giving you better ones," he decides.

[piwakawaka]

A large space, a warehouse with one fading point of light in Tiwa who's curled in a cage of iron, two men are laughing with two sorts of madness. One who sounds like he might fall over the edge, vampires aren't meant for Fae blood and the controlled edge of a scientist.

Tiwa nods into him as she does her best to steady herself,

"I keep working on that."

[land_lover]

"Ah, but you haven't yet worked on it with me," he says gently.

If he couldn't see so clearly how speaking of it affects her, Jamie would ask: Who were they? Are they dead? The cold anger that flares to life inside him and only just shows in his eyes makes him rather hope so.

"Do you like rum?"

[piwakawaka]

She's better sort of, its just a deep wound and her smile is weak and falters at that look in his eyes. That anger makes her want to tell him more, show him she's truly better,

"No, I haven't. They're gone with no coming back. Maybe."

[land_lover]

Jaime nods. It could mean any number of things, all of them reassuring. When her smile starts to fade, he touches her forehead and runs his finger down to her mouth.

"I want to show you something."

Carefully extricating himself, he jumps up and offers his hand.

[piwakawaka]

Her hop is slower as she grabs his hand, where his finger went her skin feels warmer and this time her smile works better,

"Okay."

[land_lover]

One arm loops around her shoulders and he walks several paces before stopping and giving her a cheeky smile, while bending his legs slightly and nodding at his back.

"Piggyback ride? No sense in wearing you out."

[piwakawaka]

His smile makes her grin and then the suggestion makes her laugh,

"Don't think you can wear me out."

[land_lover]

"Don't spoil my fun, lass."

His laughter safely removes any bite from the warning.

"Hop on! This sand is hot, and we can't have you burning such fair feet, can we?"

[piwakawaka]

"You're weird. Lean down, you're too tall."

Then she pats his shoulder and smiles as she waits.

[land_lover]

Jamie adopts a hurt expression, but crouches down further and reaches for her leg, helping her up.

"You wound me," he teases. "I'm quite sure I'm one of the least weird people here!"

[piwakawaka]

She kisses him before hopping up on his back and winding her arms around his neck,

"Nothing wrong with weird and you probably are."

[land_lover]

"Glad we agree, then."

Laughing quietly, he hooks his arms around her legs and bounces a few times on his feet before setting off in long, confident strides down the beach.

"The first time I came here -- that I could remember, anyway -- I was on the run from rampaging Immortals with my uncle, brother and sister."

[piwakawaka]

"What do you mean when you say Immortal?"

She leans her head on his shoulder as she asks.

[land_lover]

He turns his head slightly, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.

"Divine beings. They were trapped in the Divine Realms until someone let them out." He frowns, an expression that doesn't look natural on his face. "Mages."

[piwakawaka]

"Never heard them called that before, they don't usually live that long."

The look in her eyes is older since she's been around a long time through reincarnation.

[land_lover]

"Mages or divine beings?"

After a moment to consider her tone, he spins them in two fast, uneven circles and the laughs.

[piwakawaka]

She laughs and puts her arms out to catch the wind as they spin. Then she flops on his back and says,

"Mages, they're just mortals. Not sure who would be a divine being."

[land_lover]

"Spidrens, Stormwings... the much more agreeable unicorn. Mages closed the border between their world and ours long before I was born, but I was most certainly alive when it reopened."

He spins her one last time and turns to let her hop down on a large boulder.

[piwakawaka]

As she moves onto the boulder, Tiwa gives him another headtilt,

"Stormwings sound kind of familiar. So they chased you here?"