eliot_thespectacular

Though it had certainly made things interesting for a bit, Eliot was glad that things on the ship were back to normal. He'd also noticed some newcomers around - the white haired elf, his equally hot friend. And... was that another one? He moved a little closer, hoping to get a better look at him.

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willysilver

Willy's laugh only moved his shoulders.

"There are many things to be cautious of when dealing with fae. You are not wrong," he said.

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eliot_thespectacular

The burning subsided into the sweet taste of cherries. Well that was interesting. He hoped it would get him drunk.

He set the glass down. And then finally asked, "So you're really telling me that you're my father."

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willysilver

"Is that something you'd rather not know?" Willy offered, a magic accompanying the words that made the world...tighter.

He wondered if Eliot had learned of the dangers of deals...

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eliot_thespectacular

"Ignorance is dangerous," Eliot said. "Why are you here? Did you come looking for me?"

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willysilver

Willy laughed outright at that.

"No," he said, the sound light and yet somehow casually cruel.

"I needed passage and found it."

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eliot_thespectacular

"... right," said Eliot.

As absurd as a coincidence seemed, Eliot believed him. In part because he sounded so cruel about it.

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willysilver

"Would it soothe your heart if I lied and said I have searched for you for all the days since I parted with your mother?" he asked.

"I could spin you a tale,' he offered.

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eliot_thespectacular

Eliot rolled his eyes. He took another drink, prepared for the burn this time. “Whatever. I don’t need a father.” Though in all honestly it did sting a little. Since the man he’s thought was his father had pretty much hated him.

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willysilver

Willy shot him a skeptical glance.

"You have two, I should think," he pointed out.

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eliot_thespectacular

“No,” said Eliot coolly.

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willysilver

Willy studied him a moment, then a curious smile settled on his lips.

"Are you upset because now calling me Daddy isn't what you'd imagined when you approached?" he asked.

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eliot_thespectacular

Eliot looked at him for a second and then said, "If you're planning to lecture me because I want to fuck random men, then you really will remind me of the man I thought was my father."

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willysilver

"I think the judgements about who you fuck live in your own heart. Stop projecting," Willy replied.

He selected a small cake to enjoy.

"But do stick to men. With your attitude toward fathers, avoid women, lest you become one."

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eliot_thespectacular

At that, Eliot went slightly pale. It clearly triggered him in some way, but he said nothing about his own experience, instead muttering, "Good advice, you were certainly a bang up dad."

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willysilver

"I was the love and comfort a woman wished for on a night of blood and fists and sorrow," Willy said. "Had she wished for a child and a decent father, she would have had that. But all your mother wanted was...a bang up job. Be mad at her, not me."

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eliot_thespectacular

"Yeah well, I got my share of blood and fists and sorrow too," Eliot muttered, though he really should stop being sorry for himself. "Did you even know about me?"

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willysilver

"No. Why would I?" he asked. "Do you know about all of your children?"

He asked it with a bit of a laugh. How ridiculous. Willy certainly had offspring in every land he'd been to.

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eliot_thespectacular

"Yes," Eliot said. Because he didn't fuck women. With one exception.

"But great. Fun knowing there's a non-zero chance I've fucked a sibling."

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willysilver

"My friend, no one of fae blood will ever find your bitter heart attractive. I feel confident all your lovers have been mortals," he said in an attempt to assure him.