[ open ] Life is what our thoughts make it...

[darkcharge]

Who: Vanitas + You!!
When: All of April
Where: Various
What: Open + Closed Prompts
Warnings: Violence, PTSD, Fluff, and more to be added later



( Cometflies: 4/3 only )

[ Vanitas has already spent enough time watching the meteor shower. He's a little dazed and confused trying to walk back to the house and there's a reason for it, but that's neither here nor there.

He is soon distracted by all of the colorful little glowing things now fluttering around. The natives seem amused by it, but Vanitas does not. Red and yellow seem to want to linger close to him as well as blue, but he keeps batting them away before any single bug can actually hand on him. ]

Go away and bother someone else!


( Pile's Plantagorium: A )

[ Earning some funds by growing plants? Well count Vanitas in. It's not that he went out with the mindset that he is going to specialize in flora. In fact, it isn't as though Vanitas really finds any relaxation or enjoyment in this activity. However, he is good at it and he believes plants are easier to deal with than people are.

So, sure. Vanitas spends plenty of time helping out on that rooftop, tending to and growing what seedlings tare there. Vanitas can be seen putting his talent to use, standing above flower beds and soon seeds become greenery and leaves. Then they begin to bloom in an array of colors. ]

( Pile's Plantagorium: B )

[ Buuuut there's more to be had if he ventures outside, right? Vanitas is standing right at the edge of the Wall. His Keyblade, Void Gear, is strapped to his back. The problem is, Van sure doesn't know what is a deadly plant or what isn't. So maybe stop him before he goes out and offer a hand?

Or maybe Vanitas is encountered already exploring beyond the wall. He has a plant isolated, it's true. It doesn't look sick... But those are a lot of sharp looking thorns on it. That's probably not a very good thing to bring back, but it looks like Vanitas doesn't really care. Only... he's kind of circling it. Looking for how he can get a cutting of it. ]

( Out of the City )

[ Once again Vanitas takes the opportunity to not stick around the city. When the chance is offered to venture beyond the Wall to one of the settlements, Vanitas takes it. He makes sure to leave a note stating that he'll be out. Doesn't state why or for how long because who needs to know that? He played it pretty safe last month by staying within the city walls so naturally Vanitas needs to get out and actually do something.

To get rid of some of his restless, excess energy, Vanitas takes to patrolling around the settlement he is brought to. There are plenty of infected monsters in the area and the spar he had last month isn't enough. Thus he can be found engaging in battle, fierce grin on his face and laughing. It's almost like he's enjoying every single moment that he cuts down one of those monsters, hurling around Void Gear like it weighs nothing. There's no magic used, just brute strength.

And when Vanitas tires of this - not that he will ever fully tire - there is something else he can do. Don't get him wrong it's not that he cares about these people. He doesn't, at all. Vanitas isn't doing this for their sake, but for his own. He joins some of the other Witches that have set up healing stations. Vanitas, see, has been working on the healing artes for months. Now he's putting himself to the test to see just how much mastery he has over those skills. Feel free to bother him or tease. ]

( Book shopping )

[ Vanitas enjoys being self-sufficient. He doesn't like to rely on others, though there are at least a few people out there that... Well he'll let them help him out if he really needs it. Over all? Vanitas still is uneasy. Normally that would be his motivation for getting out and learning anything.

That's not the case this time, but he's going to keep that to himself. Instead he's at this bookstore, going through the shelves. However, Vanitas looks more and more irritated as he goes. ]

Augh. This one's useless too.

[ He's getting aggravated enough that he's not bothering to put all of the useless ones back. Nope. There's starting to be a book scattered here and there. ]

Why is this proving to be so difficult!?

[ All he wants is a ding dang recipe book. To meet certain Monster dietary requirements. ]

( Wildcard )

[ Anything that you wanna do with Van, of coruse. As always, feel free to contact me at jardaan

Comments

[callmeven]

His loss then.

[ven hums as he starts looking for a mixing bowl and some measuring tools.]

Huh? Oh, blueberries are great with pancakes! I like mixing some in the batter, but I can make some with and without for you.

[darkcharge]

Tch. I'm sure he gets to eat these whenever anyway.

[ Breezy gives a meow and Vanitas tugs and plays with her ears. The mortal gives her attention anytime she demands it. They're good. ]

I don't think I've had blueberries.

[callmeven]

Not always. He always sleeps in and misses out on someone making breakfast for him.

[sora, you sleepyhead...

but at that ven quietly pushes the blueberry carton over towards vanitas. his eyes flick from the cat to him.]

Wanna try some now?

[darkcharge]

[ Van muses over this. Then shrugs. ]

When I tell him he'll miss breakfast, he gets up. Usually goes right back to bed after. Sprawls out everywhere and I can't make the bed.

[ Which is problematic for Vanitas because he likes things tidy and in order. He reaches over to snatch up a blueberry and pop it into his mouth.

At first he makes a face because it's tart. Then he tastes the sweetness. ]

It's not too bad I guess.

[callmeven]

[ven listens quietly as he mixes the batter together, already heating up a skillet pan on the stove top.]

So you two sleep together too?

[he says it innocently, head tilting. maybe it was a monster thing to cuddle...]

You can have some more. They taste really nice in the pancakes, especially with syrup.

[darkcharge]

It's my bed. I wasn't going to give it up that easily and Sora just sort of makes himself at home.

[ Ventus should know that much at least. And it really is a completely innocent thing. Now Vanitas doesn't know if Monster just have this cuddle thing going on or not. He only deals with a certain Puca for now. ]

Take what you need. Tasting them is enough for me right now.

[callmeven]

[ven eats a blueberry himself, chewing it happily.]

Roxas and me sleep together a lot too. It just feels nice, y'know? Weird, but nice.

[the skillet hot enough ven starts spooning pancake batter onto it. it sizzles and soon enough bubbles start to rise through. ven flips it over with a spatula, the other side a nice golden brown color.]

[darkcharge]

[ While Ventus does all of that, Vanitas goes right back to petting Breezy. Which is a good thing because she had started to look a little annoyed that she had been ignored for other things. ]

How cute. It's a puppy pile.

[ Though he will admit, to himself, that it is nice. Vanitas just thinks its due to the Bond though. Nothing else. It just feels better, calmer, to be next to the person he shares one with. ]

[callmeven]

Whatever...

[ven only huffs a little at that comment as he pours pancake batter onto the hot skillet, adding the blueberries next.]

Should I make enough for everyone else?

[darkcharge]

Aww. Is Venty-Wenty getting a little pouty-wouty?

[ Snickers. ]

Do what you want. I'm sure if you make them they will be eaten one way or another.

[callmeven]

[for that vanitas gets some pancake batter flicked at him. also completely ignoring that taunt. hah!]

Well with all this batter there should be enough for three people. Or one very hungry person.

[first two pancakes are done! he flips them out onto a plate before pouring two new scoops of batter onto the skillet.]

[darkcharge]

[ Vanitas can't help but snicker. Breezy sees fit to lick some of the batter that's managed to land on the table and Vanitas. ]

There are four people here. Five including yourself.

[callmeven]

[he's slowly making a small stack of blueberry pancakes, pausing.]

Four? Who else lives here?

[darkcharge]

The old man. Irhya. Mira. Myself...

[ Vanitas picks up Breezy who mewls. ]

And Breezy.

[callmeven]

[ven is putting the last of the pancakes on the plate when van finishes that sentence and he stops.]

B... Breezy... [slow glance between the cat thing and vanitas.] ... Did you name it that?

[darkcharge]

[ Breezy makes an offended noise. How dare the other mortal assume that Vanitas would be the one to name her? Sure, Vanitas isn't so bad but the nerve.

Vanitas, on the other hand, snorts and places her on the table. ]

She's Mira's so that would be a no. No, I did not.

[callmeven]

Mira's, huh?

[ven smiles, finishing plating van's breakfast before pushing it his way across the table. he puts a smaller pancake on a separate plate for breezy if she seemed interested in it.]

Have you named your flood?

[darkcharge]

[ Breezy is interested. She picks it up in her paws and chomps.

Vanitas, on the other hand, pokes at his own with his fork. Is this edible... ]

Huh? Why would I name the Flood?

[callmeven]

[it's very edible! some of the blueberries burst in the cooking pan, turning some of the pancake blueish-purple, but otherwise very tasty.]

Well... why not?

[ven pops a blueberry in his mouth.]

Or I can name it for you!

[darkcharge]

Because it's an emotion. You don't name an emotion like it's some sort of pet.

[ Okay just going to just. Stab. Stab and bite. ]

[callmeven]

That's a dumb reason. It acts on its own most of the time, doesn't it? I think it should have a name.

[ven watches vanitas bite at the pancakes curiously.]

Could name it Pancake... or Berry. Berry would be cute.

[darkcharge]

[ It's edible. So he eats another few bites without scowling. Right up until Ventus starts suggesting names. ]

Augh no. Irritation isn't cute Ventus. The Flood doesn't need a name. It's a Flood. If there's ever some sort of anomaly that gives us our powers back, it's gone.

[ He'll suck it right back up into himself. ]

[callmeven]

Well until that happens I'll keep calling it a name! I think Berry would be a great name for it.

[ven's ears perk up and instinctively he sniffs the air.]

Where is it anyways?

[darkcharge]

Stop making decisions on your own. Maybe before you could've had some right, but it's so far disconnected from you at this point that you don't even have a claim.

[ Speaking of... ]

Besides. It's probably with the old man.

[callmeven]

It's not completely disconnected... [he says quietly before changing his tone, expression turning curious.]

The old man... Emet-selch?