the indirect use of force: rin and tiun.

i had a request for rin and tiun's early adventures and several for indirect force [sidhe!team leverage], so hey, multiple birds in one fic. first part.

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The message arrived via a brightly dancing butterfly, which, once it caught their attention, unfurled its wings wider and then wider still, into an explosion of red-orange feathers, tipped with black and blue as if dipped into ink wells, attached to a black-haired, black-eyed, shyly giggling cherub. This spoke to a different sort of urgency; Huan didn't often trust messages with the butterfly-minded among the fravashi.

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the indirect use of force: the sky-mews

second part, which happens after this part. extended by another part, for those few that saw this as a WIP.

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The four--or somewhat less than four--of them were riding, and there was one following, the third bright one, the one that wasn't (probably) the cridhos and definitely wasn't the mage they were riding with, flicking in and out on the edge of their senses, like deamhan campfire. Female, they thought, and young, more curious than anything.

( who follows? )

the indirect use of force: the wrong drake

annnnd a very quick part 3. from here.

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"I've been thinking." Aten said. "And I don't think this was the ship he was directing us to at all."

"Nil hea?" Rin asked.

( Nil hea. )