Event Log: June, What Lies Beneath

[faileas]

Event Log: June, What Lies Beneath

Down, Down, Down The group leaves on the morning of the 16th, a band consisting of Mirrorbound, Theodore and Sowilo from the Coven, and one of the two returned Wilders to lead the way. The latter three will only be present for the first leg of the journey: from the North Gate to the Northern Outpost by teleporter, then a few hours' hike to the site. A tunnel yawns open, fallen rocks built up around it in mounds. Everyone is offered enchanted lanterns to light the way, and their guide takes them perhaps a mile down before he and the pair from the Coven must part ways with the Mirrorbound. The poorly-lit tunnel leads steadily downward. The way is marked by their gracious hosts to be, with arrows drawn in softly-glowing algae painting the walls so there is no mistaking which way to go; a good thing, because the deeper the party goes, the more tunnels branch off of the largest one, twisting and turning into the dark. It takes some hours to reach a familiar cavern lit with algae and glowing crystals, a herd of the velvet wormipedes idly milling about the small lake and stream that led into town in the dream. Much nicer long boats are set up and waiting to take them deeper, along with respectfully quiet Monster guards to steer them. They take a slightly different route from the dream, but before long, they reach the curtain of grayish green moss that dangles down into the water, stretched across the wide tunnel exit like a membrane. It parts on its own as the boats pass, though beware if you are infected by the Cwyld - it will not allow passage, only reach out long, tough tendrils to try and envelop you, the touch of it burning acid-bright where it is harmless for those uninfected. Past the curtain of strange moss, the cavern city opens up before them, vast and spacious, dimly lit with more algae, crystals, and softly glowing orbs of magic. It's like being plunged into an eternal twilight, somehow soft, cast in gentle colors. The boats bypass the markets this time, drifting farther down a branching stream into the city proper, to dock next to stone platforms. The winding streets and flowing canals branch out all around them with no rhyme or reason, the city sprung up around the natural layout of the caverns rather than the other way around. Buildings are carved out of tall stone spires, the windows and doors covered in fluttering silk, many of which are pulled away so that fascinated locals can peer out at the scene unfolding. The Matriarch herself comes to greet the group, ringed at the back by spear-carrying guards, all Monsters. A tall, long-limbed Arachne woman bearing battle scars and stark white hair, she looks perhaps in her 30s, and speaks with a booming, commanding voice, amplified by a charm. As she speaks, ten Wilders are released from silk rope bonds and nudged to join the Mirrorbound; they're a little roughed up, perhaps, and shaken, but none are seriously injured. A few Monsters also make the rounds, placing copper tokens in the hands of ten individuals. "Welcome, travelers! This meeting was foretold and so it has come to pass. During your stay you will be treated as our honored guests. You may come and go as you please, but we ask that you use the same tunnel you entered through; we have not yet re-secured the other entrances from Cwyld nor the tribes. I would hate for danger to befall you while you are under my care." Her smile is wide, her eight eyes bright, and her teeth are very sharp. "We have prepared temporary residences for your use. I hope you will stay for the celebrations. I look forward to meeting with some of you very soon." Notably, she does not mention the surface where from the Mirrorbound came, and those around her do not ask.

I. The City The Mirrorbound receive mixed reactions from the Underground. Some are fascinated by these visitors personally invited by the Matriarch and allowed past the markets; others are wary and suspicious, believing them to be wolves in sheep's clothing. In the city proper, most passing Monsters are armed, but this doesn't seem to be anything new. Still, step cautiously - plenty do not take well to even unknowing offense and will pick a fight, or may see these guests as easy, weak targets to pickpocket or mug in the dark corners of the twisting streets. The guards only step in if things take a turn for the worse or if the fight is very obviously imbalanced - they step in more for Witches being attacked than Monsters, because they feel Witches require protection more. Still, not all are so unscrupulous: more citizens are delighted to talk, even if they still seem skeptical about a whole world up above. Mirrorbound, as guests of the Matriarch, are given nearly free run of the city, allowed to explore such locations as the marketplace, the library, the shops, the schools (the Arena for Monsters and the Academy for Witches), and the tunnels and caverns outside the protective moss barriers. The only places they (and most locals) are expressly barred from are the Matriarch's audience hall, the upper level of the library, and the guards' barracks. a. The Marketplace The marketplace is much larger than previously thought - it rings the entire city, and stalls spill onto the streets of the inner city as well in a lazy sprawl. There are some shops with actual buildings, but they're fewer and more expensive: alchemy and apothecary shops, a couple of restaurants, a weapons shop or two, nice clothing shops. Most, though, are independent merchants who set up and take down their stalls every day and night. Any number of Underground-sourced foods, clothing, weapons, trinkets, and more can be found at the stalls; they barter, or exchange chips of precious metals and gems, but they'll take cune coins with fascination. The marketplaces are the liveliest areas of the city with Monsters and Witches alike, from all walks of life, mingling and sharing gossip and idle talk. Those who lost items to the burrowing hyenas at the Northern Outpost some months ago should keep an eye out: the hyenas are fairly common down here, serving the roles of pets or working dogs for Underground citizens, and a few merchants deal in more interesting goods. The missing items can be found scattered across some stalls, and the merchants will gleefully tell perusers that these things come from the surface, aren't they fascinating? Don't you want to buy? Luckily, it shouldn't be too hard to get your things back. They'll take all manner of interesting trinkets in trade. b. Library The library is bound to be a popular stop. Monsters get some strange looks if they enter the spire just off the courtyard from the Academy, but they aren't barred from entry; most just feel that reading is for Witches. The building is only two levels - one closed off at the top, guards keeping everyone out, and the rest is just one very tall floor ringed with a spiral of platforms and stairs to access the honeycomb-shaped shelves built into the walls. All their books are written on scrolls of silk, and the librarians bark at patrons to be delicate with them, some are very old. If one has endless time, the scrolls can offer a look at life Underground: historical accounts of past Matriarchs, brave warriors and battles against nomadic tribes or hideous beasts, their history as they know it, scrolls on offensive and defensive magic for Witches, fighting techniques for Monsters, information on their unique flora and creatures that can be found outside the city, and even plenty of fiction - sword and sorcery novels all set in the tunnels and the city. It's just a bit difficult to find what, specifically, you're looking for, because if there's any kind of organization, it only makes sense to the deep-dwelling denizens. Maybe make it a team effort! You'll also need some simple translation spells, because their system of writing is quite different to the common system in Aefenglom; even then, it may not be accurate on older scrolls. c. The Guest Villa Those who choose to spend several days in the Underground are given modest accommodations in a tall stone building. These guest chambers boast gentle lighting, wide beds, backless sofas, potted decorative fungi, and stone furniture. It's... cozy, with humble individual rooms and larger common rooms for gathering. The algae grows in delicate patterns across the walls, pulsing in soft colors. They've gone out of their way to provide what comfort they can, but there aren't enough rooms for everyone to have their own - everyone will need to share with one or two others, so choose someone you can get along with.

II. The Tunnels Mirrorbound are not restricted only to the city. There are many entrances to the cavern where it resides, the openings all covered with sheets of that same gray-green moss; some wider tunnels obviously see more use than other, narrower ones, and the footpath of many Underground denizens is easy enough to trace, the stone worn smooth. The path to the velvet wormipede cavern is one of them; they're raised as livestock, all at once food, transportation, and producers of silk and hide for clothing. This is much the same as the dream. Another well-worn tunnel leads upward to an agricultural center, though, and still more lead out into the wild. They're warned, but not hindered, before they leave for anywhere other than the farms or the livestock cavern; dangers abound in the Underground. Those who do much wandering may notice something going on as well; the guards stationed at each tunnel mouth can often be found talking to each other in low voices about an unknown red algae that seems to be growing on the protective moss. It can be found primarily around the lesser-used tunnels so far, starkly bright against the dull green, and this seems to be a point of concern... a. A Botanist's Dream It's a short walk down a wide, inviting tunnel to reach the place where the city grows fungi and underground plants for food and medicine. Large rats and hyenas both are present to keep opportunist creatures and insects from demolishing the carefully-cultivated beds of rock and soil, and small blind fish swim about in the large pool of shallow water, in which grows something like seaweed. One of their primary sources of food, besides bug and rat, are mushrooms of many sorts - all the types that grow in the farms are edible, though some may be an... acquired taste. The Fauns and Witches who tend the beds are happy to offer samples of anything that can be eaten raw; they're most enthusiastic about a type of spherical mushroom whose cap opens up to reveal what tastes and feels like savory cotton candy, and a type of flat fungi that tastes sweet and fizzy and offers a heightened good mood for an hour after. b. The Wild Underground The lesser used tunnels are a different story. A mile out from the city, Cwyld runs in thick black veins through the stone walls, infecting the sparse plants and many creatures that live out there. Careful not to touch. Infected and uninfected creatures both are highly dangerous to explorers, including stone-burrowing moles with wicked teeth and claws that can cut through metal like butter, vicious white wasps that carry lethal venom, and berserker vampire bats that survive on the blood of other animals and people alike. Some infected fungi give off blindingly-bright flashes when disturbed, while others will cause rashes and blisters on contact. Explorers are warned not to touch anything if they can help it. As well, the nomad tribes roam the less-civilized tunnels and caverns. These are small bands of usually Monsters of different types in mixed groups, though some can be found dragging humans along with them. Nearly all of them are some degree of feral, and plenty bear Cwyld infections in different stages of seriousness. They don't stop to ask questions before they'll attack anyone, including each other, in hopes of robbing them blind and leaving them for dead. As vicious and quick as they are, perhaps it's no wonder they value strength in the city?

III. Graduation Day (21st - 23rd) The Underground does not have 'Litha' as Aefenglomites know it, but come the 21st, they do have a major celebration. They simply call it the New Year, or Graduation Day, depending on what festivities are asked about, because the three days serve as both. At this time of year, with more magic in the air, the algae and crystals glow much brighter, cycling naturally through different colors that cast beautiful rainbows across the imposing stone structures. This display is how they mark the start of a new year, and it coincides with the graduation of young Monsters from the Arena and Witches from the Academy. The New Year is a time to celebrate Bonding, partying, and showing off one's skills in the hopes of attracting a new Bondmate or romantic partner. Tensions can also rise high as rivalries are settled, and small brawls in the streets are common; the guards don't interfere, again, unless things get too dangerous. They're content to let citizens work out their own issues, but unfortunately, this means Mirrorbound may get dragged in on occasion! Small fights are also a tried and true tradition to show off one's abilities around this time of year. It serves multiple purposes: attracting a Bondmate, establishing a place in the unspoken hierarchy of the city, and working out problems with others. Monsters are more likely to start brawls than Witches, though it isn't wholly uncommon to bear witness to two rival Witches throwing spells at each other in an alleyway over their grievances. They're more likely to be stopped, as magic can be quite destructive. a. A Matching Pair The un-Bonded should take precautions during the New Year celebrations. These fascinating newcomers are bound to draw the eye of curious locals, and they may put on a violent or flashy show trying to draw your attention in return! The most common way to show that you're already taken during the celebrations is with face-painting: several stands set up around the marketplace with cosmetics and brushes, and two (or three, or more) people painting matching designs on their faces and bodies signify them as a set - either Bonded or intending to Bond. That doesn't mean there won't still be competition for your heart, but it will lessen significantly, especially if you're a Monster-Witch pair already. b. Exhibitions Primarily intended for the graduating classes of Monsters and Witches, the exhibitions are an official stage set for their coming-of-age; this year, however, the Matriarch has decreed that Mirrorbound may participate as well, in the interests of getting to know one another! They're interested to see what these strange travelers can do, especially against some of their own. Mirrorbound are encouraged by excitable locals if they seem reticent, but of course, no one is forced. (Just don't be surprised if you're called a coward for refusing!) At the Arena, a massive sunken ring with stone benches for spectators ringing the whole of it, young Monsters learn combat skills, with and without weapons, and how to harness their unique physiologies in the dangerous world of the Underground. Their yearly exhibition fights take place all through the three days of the New Year, and young Monsters battle each other til first blood to the cheers and jeers of citizens (and more importantly, Witches) come to watch. The longer the battle, the more impressive it is - and Monster Mirrorbound will have no shortage of eager opponents wanting to test their skills against the unknown. Generally, the fights result in bruises, small cuts, and little else, but rivals for the same Witch might take it farther on purpose before they're wrenched away from each other by the teachers. Meanwhile, at the Academy, the tallest stone spire building in the city, young Witches learn magic from a young age. It isn't exactly the same as magic taught at the Coven, but many concepts are similar - barriers, evocation, enchantments meant for weapons or shields, healing, most of the magic they're taught at this younger age is for combat, protection or practical purposes. They only learn more frivolous magics after graduation. Much like their Monster counterparts, they give solo or duet shows of their flashier and more impressive magical skills in the courtyard, with many citizens coming to watch and take stock of the new generation. Mirrorbound Witches may find themselves being cajoled into putting on a show of their own by curious locals wanting to know what kinds of magic are taught elsewhere.

IV. Aefenglom - Litha (21st - 23rd) Meanwhile, for those who have chosen to stay above-ground or those who have left early, Litha comes once more to Aefenglom, bringing with it beautiful pink and purple skies, a far departure from last year's red tint. It has the city in a much cheerier mood for the celebrations. While they know that several Mirrorbound left for a while, they don't seem too aware of the actual mission, and have very little to say on the matter - they'd rather have a nice Litha, after last year's bad omens! Many of the activities from last year return, better than before, including the brothels opening up their doors (showing off all the wonderful new styles in lingerie!), collecting flowers to put under one's pillow in order to dream of future partners, and wandering the hedge mazes that have been magically constructed in certain parts of the city. Seeing off ships happens regularly as well, citizens setting floating candles into the harbor and river to wish them luck. a. Love Boats A new attraction for Litha is being rolled out this year right on the River Temese! Near the gate, an enterprising Faun has set up a few small boats, each just big enough for two and shielded with fine gauzy curtains for privacy. Couples are invited to buy a ride down the river together, assured it will certainly set the mood. Those who have no partners are offered (or cajoled) to be randomly paired with someone, because perhaps it's fate! The boats drift lazily down the river and stop on their own next to a small dock right before they reach the Harbor. Unless you're willing to swim, hopefully you like your boat partner, because you're stuck with them the whole ride. b. Predictive Pools One bathhouse in the Entertainment District has laid an enchantment on one of their semi-public baths for Litha. When two people stand in the water together, bare, it will begin to glow and take on one of a handful of colors that they say will predict the pair's compatibility level! Sexually, romantically? Well, why not both? The only thing is, they've lost the instructions, and cannot seem to remember what color means "most compatible" and what color means "not compatible at all"... As a reminder, all sexual content should be clearly marked in comment headers, or else moved to a comm-locked log or personal inbox! Be good to each other.

Welcome to June's Event Log, What Lies Beneath! The Underground will be open until mid-July at minimum, and possibly longer. Characters can come and go if they're willing to make the trip multiple times. As always, please direct your questions here! The NPC threads will take place here. Aaand, the Action Tracker is right here! Make sure to let us know what your characters have been up to, good and bad, by July 7th, as this will help determine how Mirrorbound-Underground relations might proceed in the future!

Comments

[oathkeeper]

[Perhaps when Sora gets the flower idea again it might come up again. Right now he's much to busy with tugging them towards the street food stalls. The smell of cooking foods and steam fills the air and he can notice that there's something particular about some of the smells. Spiced or wood-like, like things have been smoked or spiced with special exotic herbs and dried spices he's never smelt before. It all smells so interesting. He just hopes that he can try some of it and it's not all just smoked meats? wouldn't it be awful if he saw some smoked rabbit]

Uh-huh! Another puca friend I had shared some with me once! They're really good!

[That puca friend is gone now but he still remembers the nice lunch they shared. He learned a lot that day.]

So, what should we get first? The entire street is our oyster!

[darkcharge]

Never even heard of them.

[ If there is something a little particular about the smells, Vanitas wouldn't rightfully know. His senses aren't quite as sharp as Sora's. Although the smell of food is definitely making him hungry. ]

I think finding you something comes first. You're the one that has a special diet.

[ Vanitas is probably going to go for some of the smoked meats. Maybe on a stick? ]

[oathkeeper]

[He doesn't mean to have a special diet, he knows it's kind of inconvenience sometimes! But he does shoot Vanitas a smile before he starts to tug him towards one of the stalls that probably has some baked apples and such.]

Over here first, then!

[But... Just as Sora's about to take them that way there is something else that catches his eye. One of the stalls seems to be selling what appears to be a cider-like drink. He can smell the sweetness in the air.]

Hey, what's that?

[He's going to tug Vanitas this way first.]

[darkcharge]

[ Vanitas doesn't really think of it as much of an inconvenience as he lets on. At least it's veggies and not something like human energy or blood. Now that might actually be problematic! ...Though Vanitas would likely try and make it work somehow. ]

Over where -

[ But before Van can really ask about the stall that Sora is tugging him towards, the direction changes. He's practically jerked around by the Puca and that can be a little disorienting! ]

What's what?

[oathkeeper]

[Thank goodness Sora didn't turn into a vampire! And the type that he's not used to being like, at that.

Sorry for all the tugging around, Vanitas. He's much too excited to see everything that's going on now. But the stand that sells this sweet-smelling spice apple cider drink has him too curious to pass up.

The vendor explains it is the signature drink of the festival and that couples should share one mug of it together. That has Sora smiling expectantly at Vanitas.]

Wanna share one with me?

[darkcharge]

[ It's not as though Van doesn't sort of expect this from Sora. He's always being pulled and tugged around by the Puca. This has been happening since the day after they Bonded. In the end, Van is accustomed to it. It's just that Sora seems kind of extra today. It probably has something to do with the nature of the holiday itself and the fact that they are, technically, on a date.

Now Vanitas also listens to the explanation. It could mean that the drink is enchanted. Or that it is just so large that people are meant to share it - that had happened to him at one of the other festivals. Whatever the case... ]

Was that even really a question? Obviously you had your mind set on it the moment you smelled it.

[ Not that Vanitas is actually complaining. He still just doesn't understand the point of asking a question when one already knows the answer. Not fully. ]

[oathkeeper]

[It's so nice that Vanitas has accepted his fate that he's attracted to Sora of all people and that being tugged and pulled in every which way is sort of part of the package of being around Sora. He's just an explorer at heart. When there are things to see and things to try he wants to do it all. It's always better when he has someone to share those things with.]

Uh-huh! Okay! Glad we had this talk-!

[He looks pleased and turns back to the vendor and asks for one mug of the spiced apple cider. The man looks a little amused but Sora doesn't really think anything of it. When Sora's handed the brew he sniffs it carefully.]

Whoa, that's really apple-y.

[darkcharge]

[ In that sense they balance each other out. It's not that Vanitas is any less of an explorer or curious. He is just far more muted than Sora. More down to earth instead of floating around in the clouds.

Thus he waits patiently. Silently. Sora has his little interaction with the vendor. Vanitas doesn't miss the odd look, but doesn't think anything of it just yet. Rather his focus is on Sora sniffing the drink. ]

Are you here to just smell it?

[oathkeeper]

[Well then that has Sora lifting up the cup to Vanitas' nose level.]

Nope, here. You try it first.

[Take a sip, Vanitas!]

[darkcharge]

[ Since when does he try things first!? Vanitas gives Sora a little huff and a glare. ]

Fine.

[ He then takes the mug and tries a sip. Vanitas frowns, mulling over whether or not he truly likes it. It does smell sweet... But it doesn't taste as sweet as it smells? ]

[oathkeeper]

[Since right now! Sora is pleasantly delighted when Vanitas does so, too. He watches curiously.]

How is it? Sweet?

[Sora's bouncing a little.]

[darkcharge]

Yeah it's a little sweet... But there's something else?

[ He's never had a spiced drink before. So there's no way that he could place the additional flavors that have been added.

Vanitas hands it over for Sora to try. ]

[oathkeeper]

[He takes the cup carefully with both hands. It's warm in his palms and the smell of the drink keep making his nose twitch.

When he brings the drink up to his lips to sip Sora feels a strange warmth tickle his mouth when it touches his tongue. It's bitter and sweet at the same time like something else is there just like Vanitas had explained. And when he swallows it leaves this strange warmth all the way down his throat.

Sora lets out a puff of heated breath when he's finishing sipping.]

It's kind of weird but it's not bad. It's like drinking an apple pie.

[darkcharge]

I haven't really had apple pie to know.

[ But he had been watching Sora for some kind of reaction. The Puca had taken a far more generous gulp than Van had. However it seems fine, so he's reaching for the mug once more. Being mindful not to burn his tongue, Vanitas takes a more appropriate sized drink.

That's actually much better? He can feel the warmth of the drink actually sort of warming him up? ]

It's not bad, I guess.

[oathkeeper]

[Well that's a note to keep for himself. Maybe he needs to gift Vanitas with some freshly baked apple pie soon. What a shame that he's never had any yet. Sora needs to gift Vanitas with more baked goods and foods in general. He's going to do that.

But! Right now he notices how warm his cheeks start to feel as the warm liquid settles inside his chest. It's kind of a strange feeling.]

I like it! [And he's innocently going to take another big sip.]

[darkcharge]

[ Gifts of baked good are always going to be favorable. Although Sora might be surprised to know that there's at least one more gift in store for the night. Granted, Vantias is going to have to find the place again. For now, though, he is going to focus on their drink. ]

Is there anything you don't like?

[ Van takes another drink after Sora. There's that warmth blooming again. He can feel it on Sora's end of the bond and it creates this little fluttering feeling in his gut. ]

[oathkeeper]

Umm. I don't like a lot of sour things?

[Sora watches Vanitas take his second sip but this time his eyes drift down over the shape of Vanitas' chin and lips and he can't help staring at how those lips move and drink.

... His chest feels hot.

His fingers reach out to take hold of the bottom of Vanitas' shirt.]

Wanna go sit somewhere else?

[darkcharge]

You like me.

[ Van sticks his tongue out at Sora. Don't deny it. He isn't a sweet thing at all. Perhaps Vanitas should be considered more bitter than sour though?

He chuckles to himself and continues to drink out of the mug. The decision has been made that he likes this drink. Then, however, he feels Sora tug on his shirt. Van frowns. ]

Why would we need to -

[ Just one look into Sora's eyes and he knows. Now while Sora may be fixated on Van's mouth, Van is more into those eyes. The enchantment is making them as blue as before, but there is definitely some interest there. Sora's eyes speak quite a lot and right now?

Well Vanitas shudders and his gut suddenly feels tight. ]

Okay. We can move.

[oathkeeper]

[He smiles lopsidedly but there is indeed something interested and hazy in Sora's magical-blue eyes. He tugs lightly on the fabric of the other boy's shirt before he lets go and takes Vanitas' hand gently in his instead. It's not bouncy or insistent as before. It's just soft.]

Come on, sourpuss.

[Joking, of course. His tone light and playful as he leads them to somewhere, anywhere, a little more secluded. Luckily there seems to be a bench nearby in the midst of several trees and flower bushes.]

[darkcharge]

Sourpuss...

[ What kind of a name is that? Really? Vanitas frowns, but follows after Sora anyway. There's a gentle tug of a hand that he can't ignore. Never has been able to, really. From day one Sora's been doing this. However the way the Puca does it is so different. Tender. ]

Trying to get me alone though? So devious, Sora.

[ He snickers, cup still in hand as they sit down. Van takes yet another drink, humming contently. ]

[oathkeeper]

Like you didn't wanna be alone with me too, Sourpuss.

[He gives a small knowing look at Vanitas with a smile on his lips. But he still can't really take his focus off the subtle things about Vanitas right now. Weirdly enough he feels a little hot around the collar.

He reaches for the cup again and takes another generous sip once Vanitas is done with it. But when he swallows this time he licks his lips and feels hazier.

His fingers drift over his chest.]

It's just... really warm.

[darkcharge]

I'd always prefer to be alone with you, Cottontail.

[ He gives Sora a smug look back. Vanitas even reaches around to give that little fluffy tail a squeeze to prove his point. The truth is that Vanitas doesn't like crowds. Doesn't like people. But he sits through this all because Sora likes the hustle and bustle. Van would be fine if it were just the two of them just somewhere isolated.

Then when Sora takes the cup and those fingers drift? Van's eyes are rather glued to the sight. He licks his bottom lip a little. Feels the heat radiating off of Sora and starting to mingle with his own warmth starting to make itself known. ]

Things that are spiced are supposed to make you warm aren't they?

[oathkeeper]

[Sora's shoulders lift as he smiles. Even with the nickname, it's so good to hear Vanitas say something like that. It makes his heart bounce. Maybe Sora should try to steal him away for alone time more often. Vanitas would probably like that.

He sets the cup down and his fingers reach out to touch Vanitas' chest. He wanders his fingertips over him for a moment as he looks up at Vanitas through his eyelashes.]

Uh... I guess so. I just feel like I wanna...

[He is very warm right now. And it's building. So much that Sora leans up to kiss Vanitas softly.]

[darkcharge]

[ Augh. The Puca is, again, messing with his head and heart in so many ways. Just feeling that little surge of happiness is enough to make Van's ears burn and heart sing a little in response. It's disgusting.

And yet he can't tear his eyes away ( nor does he want to leave regardless ) as Sora's fingers gently touch. Vanitas can feel his pulse quicken when those baby blue eyes look up at him like that. He knows that look. Knows it well. ]

Ah...

[ He's not going to turn down a kiss? In fact, Vanitas returns it. His hand goes into Sora's hair, right for the ears. Yeah... He feels the same warmth blooming within him as well. ]

[oathkeeper]

[There's always something so thrilling about kissing Vanitas too. Even the soft kisses leave something burning and ember-y. He likes it so much. And he has to admit that kissing him like this in a secluded part of the festival grounds is also kind of... very thrilling.

Or is that the cider talking?

Either way, Sora's fingers travel back down Vanitas' chest slowly. Until they touch and grip at his hips. All the while Sora kisses him with a heated touch on his lips and ears twitching. A small rabbit-like chitter comes from his throat.]

Feels hot. [He whispers, excitedly.]