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middaeg2021-03-02 05:58 pm
darkcharge) wrote in middaeg2021-03-02 05:58 pm
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[ open ] If you do what you always did...
Who: Vanitas + Open
When: Throughout Mareuer
Where: All around
What: Quest Prompts and semi-open prompts
Warnings: Mentions of last month's event
( Scarring ) - open to close CR ; Beginning of month
[ For the first week after Vanitas had returned home, he really hadn't left bed much. His body had been healing and recovering from the events of the previous month. He hadn't felt much up to doing anything or talking to anyone. There had been a lot that Vanitas had been dealing with internally as well. He had been beating himself up for being too weak and for allowing his guard to drop. Blamed himself for his circumstances and busted wrist. Screaming and having fits in the middle of the night to the point where he'd try to slip away and try to find a place where the voices aren't so loud.
The following few weeks are better, but not by much. Vanitas still hasn't been sleeping well, but he is roaming about the house. Maybe he makes it to the front porch and around the yard, but that's where he stops. For now. If anyone asks, he snaps at them. Vanitas may very well pretend that nothing is wrong and everything is fine. He's defensive, closer to how he had been a year ago. It makes him sick, but he can't stop himself from lashing out a bit.
Because he's fine. He should be fine. So why isn't he? ]
( Gerard's Gardening )
[ Now after about a week into the month, Vanitas can't stand it any more. He doesn't need to be treated with care so he's going to show people that he's fine and that they need to pay attention to themselves and not worry about what he's doing.
Which leads him to where he is right now, planting some seeds. It's a task he's actually done a lot since he's been here and is more familiar with plants than he cares to be sometimes. Anyone watching for a lesson might see - ]
I'll show you how it's done. The right way.
[ Which means Vanitas digging his fingers into the soil. Sprouts magically rise from the flower bed and begin to bloom. He pulls back soon after. ]
Anything more than that and you'll kill them.
[ He's totally done this before. ]
( Birds of a Feathered Cap )
[ Sure, one could probably look for feathers in the city but everyone's going to be doing that, right? Hence Vanitas can be found right outside the wall. It's likely an odd sight, seeing him pace around the area - checking out vegetation and even going so far as to climbing some trees. Looking for nests, of course. They're bound to have feathers as well. ]
You can get lost. I can handle it.
[ This is his job. He doesn't need your help ]
( Curiouser Cats )
How often do these Chimeras run off... I swear there was another incident like this.
[ He's mostly grumbling to himself. This brat's run off and whatever. Vanitas is pretty sure he can track the child down. Without help. Though if pressed he'll motion to the Flood at his side and say that this is all he needs. It's like he's trying to prove to someone - mainly himself - that he's not weak. That Vanitas is still the same as he had been.
Hopefully he won't go out there and get overwhelmed by the Caitagàire.
Even so, he's pushing on - with or without you - into the woods proper with his Keyblade strapped onto his back. ]
Need a bell or something on these kids.
( Wildcard )
[ You know what to do. If you want to plot just hit me up on plurk at jardaan! ]
When: Throughout Mareuer
Where: All around
What: Quest Prompts and semi-open prompts
Warnings: Mentions of last month's event
( Scarring ) - open to close CR ; Beginning of month
[ For the first week after Vanitas had returned home, he really hadn't left bed much. His body had been healing and recovering from the events of the previous month. He hadn't felt much up to doing anything or talking to anyone. There had been a lot that Vanitas had been dealing with internally as well. He had been beating himself up for being too weak and for allowing his guard to drop. Blamed himself for his circumstances and busted wrist. Screaming and having fits in the middle of the night to the point where he'd try to slip away and try to find a place where the voices aren't so loud.
The following few weeks are better, but not by much. Vanitas still hasn't been sleeping well, but he is roaming about the house. Maybe he makes it to the front porch and around the yard, but that's where he stops. For now. If anyone asks, he snaps at them. Vanitas may very well pretend that nothing is wrong and everything is fine. He's defensive, closer to how he had been a year ago. It makes him sick, but he can't stop himself from lashing out a bit.
Because he's fine. He should be fine. So why isn't he? ]
( Gerard's Gardening )
[ Now after about a week into the month, Vanitas can't stand it any more. He doesn't need to be treated with care so he's going to show people that he's fine and that they need to pay attention to themselves and not worry about what he's doing.
Which leads him to where he is right now, planting some seeds. It's a task he's actually done a lot since he's been here and is more familiar with plants than he cares to be sometimes. Anyone watching for a lesson might see - ]
I'll show you how it's done. The right way.
[ Which means Vanitas digging his fingers into the soil. Sprouts magically rise from the flower bed and begin to bloom. He pulls back soon after. ]
Anything more than that and you'll kill them.
[ He's totally done this before. ]
( Birds of a Feathered Cap )
[ Sure, one could probably look for feathers in the city but everyone's going to be doing that, right? Hence Vanitas can be found right outside the wall. It's likely an odd sight, seeing him pace around the area - checking out vegetation and even going so far as to climbing some trees. Looking for nests, of course. They're bound to have feathers as well. ]
You can get lost. I can handle it.
[ This is his job. He doesn't need your help ]
( Curiouser Cats )
How often do these Chimeras run off... I swear there was another incident like this.
[ He's mostly grumbling to himself. This brat's run off and whatever. Vanitas is pretty sure he can track the child down. Without help. Though if pressed he'll motion to the Flood at his side and say that this is all he needs. It's like he's trying to prove to someone - mainly himself - that he's not weak. That Vanitas is still the same as he had been.
Hopefully he won't go out there and get overwhelmed by the Caitagàire.
Even so, he's pushing on - with or without you - into the woods proper with his Keyblade strapped onto his back. ]
Need a bell or something on these kids.
( Wildcard )
[ You know what to do. If you want to plot just hit me up on plurk at jardaan! ]
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What did you bring to match that?
[ Nodding to the dip. Because Vanitas knows what it is. He just hasn't had it. ]
no subject
Crackers and pretzels, though there are a couple of sandwiches if you're feeling adventurous about it. Is that enough of an offering, or do I need to come back with more?
no subject
[ Vanitas makes a face. He had been hoping for something sweet. ]
Augh. I suppose it is better than nothing.
no subject
Don't worry, I can make it taste as unhealthy as you want.
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[ The jostling does, in fact, get his attention. Vanitas recognizes the gift, of course. there's a weird churning in his gut. An emotion that he can't really name. The following comment does make him scoff just slightly. ]
Illusions work with tastebuds? Someone really has been working...
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They can work with every sense you have, if I put enough into it. [He lowers his hand again, placing it on his hip.] Making things seem nicer than they are is the main Fae experience in all the stories I know.
[Just because Ferran detests the native fairies doesn't mean he can't use his own powers for good.]
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[ Not that he is completely discrediting Ferran and his abilities. Vanitas wouldn't really know something like that. However... Is it really okay to go that far? Seems like kind of a waste of time and energy?
Surely there is something that Ferran could be doing with all that instead. Something more beneficial than to just cater to Van's sweet tooth.
He might be having a moment. ]
no subject
Getting my friend something he wants is hardly asinine.
[Doing these sorts of things is one of his main drives, honestly. Any time he can make someone's day better is worth it in his book—for the most part.]
no subject
A friend, hmm? Is that what I am?
[ It's a strange thing. People tend to call each other that so easily. Or maybe Vanitas still doesn't understand when that line is crossed? ]
no subject
Do you routinely buy specialized gifts for people who aren't your friends?
[It's a rhetorical question; he already knows the answer, of course, having helped Vanitas with gift giving ideas in the first place. And as hesitant as Ferran himself was to call people he'd known for maybe a month or two a friend, he feels like they've already moved past that "line."]
We've helped each other, and we get along well. I'd trust you with more than a few things, and you might even go so far to say I like you. Why wouldn't you be a friend?
no subject
Valid points, all of those.
[ Maybe one day he will actually grasp the concept of friendship. One day. ]
All right. Just give me something. Doesn't matter what.
no subject
I'm glad you agree.
[Ferran obeys without pause, digging out a quarter of a sandwich out of its wrapping and holding it out to the witch. What kind is it? Well, thanks to a decently powerful illusion, it's whatever kind Vanitas wants it to be. Working with such a small scale after months of practice is hardly a challenge.]