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✘ Vanitas ([personal profile] darkcharge) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2020-03-02 04:52 pm

[ open ] Darkness lets the stars shine bright

Who: Vanitas + You!!
When: All of Mareuer
Where: Various
What: Open + Closed Prompts
Warnings: TBA



( Familiar Shopping )

[ Vanitas has noticed that instead of having a Bond, plenty of local Witches seem to have Familiars. Do they prefer them over Bonds? He doesn't really know and Van isn't going to bother to ask that question. His Unversed, that one lone Flood, has been sort of serving as a Familiar since it had arrived. However, Van doesn't particularly like it. Okay, so he kind of hates the thing. Other people seem to think that it's cute. He doesn't get it.

That's why he's entertaining the idea of an actual Familiar. So Vanitas has made his way down to some shops, finding one that specializes in this sort of thing. He peruses the contents, making faces here an there; Vanitas isn't impressed by the selection. ]


Cats. Dogs. Rats.

[ That's where he's at in his search. Though perhaps at one point he does hold a hedgehog, somewhat entertained by it. ]


( Library Visits )

[ As always, Vanitas can always be found in the library from time to time. In fact, several times a week. He never reads for recreational purposes, oh no. Rather, he reads to fill the time. Fill the time and also study different kinds of magic. He can always be found practicing healing spells - progressively getting better at them.

There's a lot of magic here that doesn't exist where he's from. This particular instance, Vanitas is practicing Transmutation and Divination. Some days he can be found with a mirror, glaring at it as if he could break it with his mind. Other days he has broken objects lined up - anything from glasses/mugs to some tools he's found lying around.

Hey. He likes having multiple skillsets. ]



( A Flood's Day Out )

[ The Flood that Vanitas has isn't on a leash or stuck in a crate. It is allowed to meander about on its own. It does, however, have a collar and a tag about its neck just so people realize it does belong to someone. Vanitas doesn't actually keep track of it, completely unaccustomed to doing so - never needing to.

That being said, it likes to create problems for people. Enjoying a nice, quite lunch? Not anymore! That Flood darts up, snatches it, and likely takes off a few feet away to gloat. That new trinket that you just bought? That's gone too.

Vanitas might not be far away. Or maybe you just find it and decide to try to return it. Up to you. ]



( Disney Princess? )

[ Unbeknownst to Vanitas, all that time spent practicing healing magic has apparently left its mark. He doesn't know why this has been happening as of late and it's being met with no small amount of irritation. Here he is, minding his own business in the Coven gardens, and little critters keep coming out to say "hi."

No, really. One moment Vanitas is taking a nap and when he wakes? Maybe it's a stray cat sprawled on him. Sometimes a random squirrel. Today, however, it's a little more extreme. There's a bird in his hair and butterflies fluttering around. A rabbit has seen fit to flop into his lap. ]


Oh come on! Go away! Shoo.

[ Yeah, it doesn't work like that. Vanitas, as a result of his casting practices, apparently has a "calming aura" that he knows nothing about. ]


( Cooking Vani )

[ Back at the house, usually people take turns cooking. Van's helped out a little, though it's mostly with the cleaning. He actually wants to do something this time. So he's in the kitchen, a recipe book on the table. Vanitas is turning the pages, as if trying to decide on something. Though it doesn't look like he's really made up his mind.

This is... Probably going to end badly. For everyone. ]



( Wildcard)

[ As always, if there is no prompt that is to your liking, feel free to hit me up on plurk or discord and we can figure something out! I can even write a closed prompt no problem. ]
truescholar: (hm)

[personal profile] truescholar 2020-03-06 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ If anyone asks, Ienzo yelped as the flood draws closer. If anyone is actually there to hear him though they can safely safe he in fact squeaked.

He fumbles the book, the only reason it's not descending at speed on the flood, and takes a step back. ]
truescholar: (hm)

[personal profile] truescholar 2020-03-06 10:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fleetingly he wonders if someone might come to save him from this Thing, just like before. But at the same time that thought brings him a wash of shame. Here he is, no longer small and actually helpless and yet he's still floundering just the same. How sad. ]

Blasted thing-just. Return my scarf and go away!

[ He actually uses the book now, taking a step and making a downward swing; if the flood isn't nimble they might soon resemble a pressed flower. ]
truescholar: (closeup)

[personal profile] truescholar 2020-03-09 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ienzo's hardly one to anger easily but. The gloating, the gloating! He takes another swing with the book, faster and less hesitant than his first attempt. ]
truescholar: (closeup)

[personal profile] truescholar 2020-03-14 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ienzo will take the risk. Though he doesn't actually know said risk involves his hand. Because he wouldn't take it if he did (right?)

That said, he keeps the book flat where he slammed it down (he'll worry about flood...juice? on it later) and makes a grab for the corner of the scarf that's poking out from under the side of the great tome. ]
truescholar: (thinker)

[personal profile] truescholar 2020-03-15 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Surprisingly Ienzo doesn't have much attachment to this particular book. So the Flood is welcome try taking it. If they can lift it of course, the tome appears a lot heavier than it looks (its the hardcover and the fact its approximately 500 pages long).

All that said Ienzo does recoil at the sight of its amorphous body consuming the book. And his scarf.]


Euh-
truescholar: (closeup)

[personal profile] truescholar 2020-03-20 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hmm. Damn.

Ienzo balls his hands into fists though he remains silent, wracking his brain for some kind of idea to deal with this Nuisance. ]


... [ he turns sharply, picking up a few more odd items from the room and gathering them into his arms; a few more books, a notepad and pen (he doesn't have much on him right now okay-) ] Well you're not getting the rest of my things!

[ That's what. ]