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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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No... I'm not...
[But that was the core of his problems, wasn't it? He hadn't been strong enough. Without his Keyblades, he couldn't fight back. Without his magic, he couldn't fight back.]
[Why couldn't he fight back then?]
[Why can't he fight back now??]
[He wants to fight back so much. He's better than this. Stronger than this.]
[He's better than this.]
[His frustrations over his lack of power, lack of autonomy had been the kindling. Vanitas's words up until now had been adding gasoline to the kindling. And his words about being in a cage? That's the spark that makes Roxas's eyes snap open, glaring at Vanitas with a fury he hadn't exhibited in a long time.]
Shut up!!!
[He half-shouts, half-snarls the words, and when he lunges, claws flexed and fangs bared, he aims for the throat.]