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[open] Mareuer catchall
Who: Urianger and various
When: the month of Mareuer
Where: Various
What: General catchall prompts
Warnings: TBD, none so far
Library (repeatedly on different days throughout the month, open to anyone)
[Over the course of the last several hours, a table in the corner of the library has become increasingly piled high with books. A very tall man with shaggy silver hair, pointed ears, and a neck a little too long for most people to be confident in calling him human is just visible over the tops of them, and in the gaps between the piles; he appears to be taking swift notes from the book currently open in front of him, and occasionally pulls a different tome from one of the stacks to consult something else in it.
It's pretty easy to catch his attention when he gets up to retrieve yet another book, if you want to talk to him. If the book you're looking for on folklore, astronomy, or abjuration magic has gone missing, there's a pretty decent chance it's in one of those piles. Sorry.]
Tea shop (early Mareuer, open to anyone)
[Urianger doesn't indulge in a lot of luxuries, but it's important to find good quality in the few he enjoys. He's examining the wares of a local tea shop, carefully sniffing at the samples. The selection is diverse, though, and most of the labels aren't quite familiar. Seeing the clerk busy helping someone else, he'll smile at a nearby fellow customer and strike up a conversation.]
Art thou familiar with the local brews? I should not be opposed to a recommendation, if thou hast any to offer.
Haven (all month, open to residents and visitors)
[The Exarch invited Urianger to take up a spare room in Haven when he arrived, which he accepted in lieu of trying to hunt down a roommate himself or - Twelve forbid - actually figure out how to earn money to pay rent somewhere. He's finding it nice, really, to live among other people again.
The time spent in Il Mheg seems to have affected his preferences for scenery somewhat; he still does most of his actual studying in his room, but when he's reading for relaxation he can be found lounging under a tree outside, or in common areas of the house if the weather is bad. He's also taken up actively tending to the garden when he's not reading somewhere, and can be found working among the plants at least a few afternoons a week.]
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Renegade_one) or Discord (sylviaviridian#0158) and we'll discuss! It's safe to assume he's still learning his way around town and making friends with bookshop owners, if you want ideas to start with.]
When: the month of Mareuer
Where: Various
What: General catchall prompts
Warnings: TBD, none so far
Library (repeatedly on different days throughout the month, open to anyone)
[Over the course of the last several hours, a table in the corner of the library has become increasingly piled high with books. A very tall man with shaggy silver hair, pointed ears, and a neck a little too long for most people to be confident in calling him human is just visible over the tops of them, and in the gaps between the piles; he appears to be taking swift notes from the book currently open in front of him, and occasionally pulls a different tome from one of the stacks to consult something else in it.
It's pretty easy to catch his attention when he gets up to retrieve yet another book, if you want to talk to him. If the book you're looking for on folklore, astronomy, or abjuration magic has gone missing, there's a pretty decent chance it's in one of those piles. Sorry.]
Tea shop (early Mareuer, open to anyone)
[Urianger doesn't indulge in a lot of luxuries, but it's important to find good quality in the few he enjoys. He's examining the wares of a local tea shop, carefully sniffing at the samples. The selection is diverse, though, and most of the labels aren't quite familiar. Seeing the clerk busy helping someone else, he'll smile at a nearby fellow customer and strike up a conversation.]
Art thou familiar with the local brews? I should not be opposed to a recommendation, if thou hast any to offer.
Haven (all month, open to residents and visitors)
[The Exarch invited Urianger to take up a spare room in Haven when he arrived, which he accepted in lieu of trying to hunt down a roommate himself or - Twelve forbid - actually figure out how to earn money to pay rent somewhere. He's finding it nice, really, to live among other people again.
The time spent in Il Mheg seems to have affected his preferences for scenery somewhat; he still does most of his actual studying in his room, but when he's reading for relaxation he can be found lounging under a tree outside, or in common areas of the house if the weather is bad. He's also taken up actively tending to the garden when he's not reading somewhere, and can be found working among the plants at least a few afternoons a week.]
Wildcard
[If you want something else, hit me up on Plurk (
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Does nothing bother you? Ever?
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[Babysitting the Leveilleur twins probably counts as both.]
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[ Although Vanitas' unchecked emotions usually create bad days for many others. It still feels good to just cut loose sometimes instead of keep everything under such strict control. ]
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...Perhaps. 'Tis an accommodation I am more willing to make for others, however; I fear my concern for consequences precludes any such impulsivity on mine own part.
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[ Look, he gets it. But sometimes the consequences are really minimal in some situations. Keeping such a tight control is exhausting. Vanitas knows this. ]
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Nay, thou hast the right of it. I suppose in such a minor case, 'tis more a matter of habit: I spent much of my time for several years in my youth minding my mentor's energetic young grandchildren, and sought to model for them appropriately mature behavior. With a decade between us, I learned to avoid being pulled from equilibrium as a matter of self-defense, and events since have only reinforced that instinct.
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[ He's curious to know if it had actually worked or not, okay? Yeah, there is a touch of sarcasm there, but that's also just part of who Vantias is. That can't be avoided entirely. ]
How do you find this equilibrium anyway? You don't look like you're about to lose it any time soon. Nor do you seem like you're bottling things up?
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I suppose it is the same for myself. Learning what is vital to the outcomes I seek, what can be allowed to pass without consequence, or would take more effort than the benefit gained. Throwing one's energy at every stimulus can lead only to exhaustion. If the tome I sought is out of reach for the moment, 'twill not be so forever, and I have other tasks toward which I can direct the effort I might expend in growing wroth over having been stymied.
[Which isn't to say that he isn't bottling things up, just, like, not this particular thing.]