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middaeg2019-11-11 10:50 am
darkcharge) wrote in middaeg2019-11-11 10:50 am
Nov Catch-All
Who: Vanitas + Open
When: All throughout November
Where: Various
What: There are some open prompts and also some closed ones in comments. I can write individual starts for anyone who would be interested in threading something out.
Warnings: None, yet
( Magic Practice: All Month )
[ Vanitas has always excelled when it comes to magic. His elemental spellwork has always been top notch. Thus it shouldn't come as a surprise that he's taken to evocation and enchantment as his main fields of "study." Yes, he actually attends classes. Though usually Vanitas tends to stick towards the back, hood always drawn up to keep his face hidden. He doesn't openly question or mock instruction, though his body language always says he's disinterested.
There are moments where he is also found in the library, perusing over textbooks and reading theories. Vanitas also carries around paper that he's scribbling notes in.
Otherwise, he spends his time in the barracks, actually practicing. Be careful, though. There's plenty of fireballs flying to hit the intended target. The air is charged with electricity. And one only mildly irritated Vanitas complaining about how it's just not good enough. ]
( Incompatible: All Month )
[ There is, however, magic that Vanitas has never been taught. Either Xehanort had never bothered or the opportunity never really revealed itself. He's sitting down, out of the way, as he's pulling up the sleeve of his coat. There's a fresh burn there, probably from some earlier practice gone wrong - magic gone awry. ]
Sloppy...
[ He is irritated with himself. His hand hovers over the burn and he takes a deep, focusing breath. Sure enough, the soft glow of a very basic healing spell makes itself known... For three seconds before it just fizzles out. The result is a very, very agitated Vanitas that knocks over anything on the table instead. ]
Why won't it work!?
( Coven Grounds: All Month )
[ He pays very little mind to anyone as he comes and goes about the Coven. They aren't important enough to even catch his notice. However, every once and while one of the unbonded monsters sees him and sees fit to approach him. He throws up a hand and keeps walking. Every time. ]
Not interested.
[ Sometimes this exchange is witnessed by someone else. A witch. Another monster. Maybe someone bonded maybe someone that isn't. Either way they see fit to interject themselves, trying to tell him about the benefits to being bonded to another. Why he should consider it, because in the end it's unavoidable right?
Vanitas is, as always, disinterested. He couldn't care less about these bonds. How can he want something that is just a mockery of what he should have? ]
Why is it you can't get through your little heads that maybe some people are fine the way they are? No, I don't care what you have to say. I don't want it. So back off before I give you a reason to stay away.
[ He'll follow through with the threat, of course. ]
( Unfamiliar Familiars: After Nov 20 )
[ In the past, Vanitas has never bothered to keep track of his Unversed. He's never had to, being connected to them in such a way that he knows where they are at all times. After all, they are a part of him, his broken off emotions. Their entire purpose is to go out and collect more negative energy, whether through natural means or by creating it themselves.
This is why he doesn't keep the lone little Flood by his side. It's free to do as its pleases. The connection is different now, the creature no longer able to replicate or perform its intended functions. However that's not going to stop it for what its nature is.
The item in your hand that you're thinking about buying? Maybe that piece of food that you're about ready to take a bite out of? One moment it's there and the next it's being snatched up by this blue rabbit-looking thing and taking off. Or maybe the Flood is seen scurrying along the streets, pausing only to scare a small child or a baby in a stroller before going about its business once more. ]
( Wildcard )
[ Of course, there is always the option to just do whatever your heart wants if no other prompts inspire. Alternatively, I can write a starter for you or you can get in touch with me at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
jardaan if you want to do something. ]
When: All throughout November
Where: Various
What: There are some open prompts and also some closed ones in comments. I can write individual starts for anyone who would be interested in threading something out.
Warnings: None, yet
( Magic Practice: All Month )
[ Vanitas has always excelled when it comes to magic. His elemental spellwork has always been top notch. Thus it shouldn't come as a surprise that he's taken to evocation and enchantment as his main fields of "study." Yes, he actually attends classes. Though usually Vanitas tends to stick towards the back, hood always drawn up to keep his face hidden. He doesn't openly question or mock instruction, though his body language always says he's disinterested.
There are moments where he is also found in the library, perusing over textbooks and reading theories. Vanitas also carries around paper that he's scribbling notes in.
Otherwise, he spends his time in the barracks, actually practicing. Be careful, though. There's plenty of fireballs flying to hit the intended target. The air is charged with electricity. And one only mildly irritated Vanitas complaining about how it's just not good enough. ]
( Incompatible: All Month )
[ There is, however, magic that Vanitas has never been taught. Either Xehanort had never bothered or the opportunity never really revealed itself. He's sitting down, out of the way, as he's pulling up the sleeve of his coat. There's a fresh burn there, probably from some earlier practice gone wrong - magic gone awry. ]
Sloppy...
[ He is irritated with himself. His hand hovers over the burn and he takes a deep, focusing breath. Sure enough, the soft glow of a very basic healing spell makes itself known... For three seconds before it just fizzles out. The result is a very, very agitated Vanitas that knocks over anything on the table instead. ]
Why won't it work!?
( Coven Grounds: All Month )
[ He pays very little mind to anyone as he comes and goes about the Coven. They aren't important enough to even catch his notice. However, every once and while one of the unbonded monsters sees him and sees fit to approach him. He throws up a hand and keeps walking. Every time. ]
Not interested.
[ Sometimes this exchange is witnessed by someone else. A witch. Another monster. Maybe someone bonded maybe someone that isn't. Either way they see fit to interject themselves, trying to tell him about the benefits to being bonded to another. Why he should consider it, because in the end it's unavoidable right?
Vanitas is, as always, disinterested. He couldn't care less about these bonds. How can he want something that is just a mockery of what he should have? ]
Why is it you can't get through your little heads that maybe some people are fine the way they are? No, I don't care what you have to say. I don't want it. So back off before I give you a reason to stay away.
[ He'll follow through with the threat, of course. ]
( Unfamiliar Familiars: After Nov 20 )
[ In the past, Vanitas has never bothered to keep track of his Unversed. He's never had to, being connected to them in such a way that he knows where they are at all times. After all, they are a part of him, his broken off emotions. Their entire purpose is to go out and collect more negative energy, whether through natural means or by creating it themselves.
This is why he doesn't keep the lone little Flood by his side. It's free to do as its pleases. The connection is different now, the creature no longer able to replicate or perform its intended functions. However that's not going to stop it for what its nature is.
The item in your hand that you're thinking about buying? Maybe that piece of food that you're about ready to take a bite out of? One moment it's there and the next it's being snatched up by this blue rabbit-looking thing and taking off. Or maybe the Flood is seen scurrying along the streets, pausing only to scare a small child or a baby in a stroller before going about its business once more. ]
( Wildcard )
[ Of course, there is always the option to just do whatever your heart wants if no other prompts inspire. Alternatively, I can write a starter for you or you can get in touch with me at
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And yet you're the one that just tried to rip my throat out. Seems a little extreme for just anger, Vents.
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Yeah, and I've also been chewing on bones and tree branches without understanding why but it doesn't mean I hate trees now.
[he sniffs, wiping his face with the back of his hand.]
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[ Ventus can stop the crying any time now. Vanitas casts another spell, this time aimed at the tip of his boots. Poor Ventus better be ready because Van?
He's more than ready. ]
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[he won't stop crying, but he will move again when vanitas sets his spell off. for now he's abandoned his keyblade, somehow moving faster without it. it was heavier now that it was just a simple blade without the connection to his heart- what was left of it.
he aims for a side attack, turning his foot to kick up dirt into vanitas' face just like he had done earlier.]
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Too bad that the spell Vanitas had just enchanted his boots with is an agility spell. So it doesn't matter if Ventus is a little quicker than before. Vanitas is as well. So he can easily move out of the way of Ven's little kick. ]
Man, Ventus. You're looking a little rough and dirty. Let me get that for you.
[ Which means he's casting a quick water gun spell - it's pretty weak and tame really - right at Ven's face. ]
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ven stops and sputters when the water hits his face, shaking his head and sending droplets flying everywhere.]
Stop it and fight me already! You aren't trying hard enough- I know it!
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You're right. I'm not really trying. There's no way I can give it my all here. There's no point. What can you do to me that hasn't already been done?
[ Vanitas walks, akin to pacing. ]
Beating you until you're broken and bloody won't change things. You're too weak to even put up a real right anyway. There's no fun in trouncing weaklings.
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[he's tired of this and everything hurts. ven spits into the grass, mouth still tasting of blood and dirt.]
You blame me for everything that's wrong, but that- that's bullshit! [don't tell aqua] Did you ever even try to find me?
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Don't act like you know what I want!
[ Because Ventus doesn't know. He doesn't know a thing. Doesn't remember how much it hurts being separated. Doesn't even have fragments of their memories. No, Ventus has always had his stupid friends while living in safety and comfort. When's the last time he really had to fight for his life in that lofty castle?
It makes Vanitas sick. ]
Idiot. I've always known where you were. Every time you felt happy, I knew about it. Every time you were worried or sad, I knew. Frustrated? Inadequate? Scared?
[ Vanitas scoffs. Ventus is so ignorant. ]
Finding you only became somewhat difficult after you shattered us.
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[right, that had been the first time he met vanitas... or remembered the first time he met vanitas. even now his memories of being pulled apart were hazy at best, heavy with the pain from being ripped apart. his head throbbed.]
It just sounds like- it sounds like you just hate me because Master- because Xehanort isn't here for you to beat down! I never wanted to be ripped apart!
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[ His master had kept them apart on purpose. In fact, Vanitas hadn't even been allowed to go where he liked until it was time to. ]
You don't even remember it! My issues aren't with Master Xehanort. They're with you! You and your stupid friends! I gave you such a lame answer and you were just "well okay then" as if it didn't even matter!
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ventus clenches his hands, body stiffening. he can feel his fur rising and his ears falling back against his skull. his heart feels full to bursting with emotions he can't put names to, but they're hot to the touch and burn against his chest.]
Then I'll change it! I'll change everything- if there can be magic to rip us apart or to create the chi-blade then- then there has to be magic to change the future! [he brings a hand up to grip at his chest over his heart.] It's not right. Even if you're- mean and cruel it doesn't mean you don't deserve better than that stupid answer. You can keep on hating me, but I'm not going to give up on you this time!
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[ AUGH. WOULD YOU PEOPLE STOP TOUCHING YOUR HEART? IT MEANS NOTHING!!! ]
AND THERE'S NO OTHER ANSWER! YOU GET TO BE COMPLETE! THE STUPID NOBODY GETS TO HAVE A HEART! THE PUPPET GETS TO HAVE ONE BUT NOT ME!
NEVER ME!
[ And right about now? Now is when Vanitas pure, unfiltered rage and anguish over that fact hits critical mass. Electricity is coming of him in droves. He can't keep the magic in check at all.
He doesn't even care. In fact, Vanitas is almost laughing hysterically about it. Oh there are tears in his eyes at the same time but this all too much. Too stupid and painful and hilarious.
Everyone wins! But not him. Never him. ]
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[this was his fault. it was his fault in a way he could never fix and ventus holds his future self with contempt for- for being blind? selfish? aqua had said they were okay in the future, but this...
this wasn't okay. how could he have let his other half suffer like this?
electricity runs across the ground and burns up grass in its path, but ven doesn't move away uncaring if it hits him. he steps closer instead and closes the space between them. a part of him expects to get hit when he throws his arms around vanitas, pulling him into the tightest embrace he can manage. electricity hits him, burning his skin but he refuses to relent.]
This is your heart, Vanitas. If I try harder... I can give it back to you. [his voice cracks, tears spilling over.] It's your heart, you deserve it more than me.
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Will never accomplish anything. Will never be anything.
And to make it all worse, Ventus is there just being stupid. Saying stupid things that dare to make Vanitas have a little spark of hope that he's not to have. Because it's impossible. It won't happen and Ventus doesn't actually want him around in the future despite what this one says.
Really, it's just too much. Vanitas has his tantrum, magic being flung around. Screaming and yelling and even shoving Ventus a little. He goes on like this until he wears himself out - until the magic runs out.
And then he just passes out. ]
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vanitas is heavy in his arms when ventus starts to move. he knows he can't leave him here like this and that's when he decides to take him back to the house. ven only hoped no one would be home right now. he'd rather not explain his own wounds or why vanitas was passed out.
he carries vanitas on his back, stopping here and there to adjust and make sure he wasn't going to accidentally drop him. by some miracle ven manages to get back to the house in a decent time and even more of a miracle that he learns quickly he is alone in the house. kairi and aqua were gone... that made some things easier.
ventus lays vanitas on his bed and almost all at once ven finally feels all the aches and pains from their earlier fight up until now hit him. so much is running through his mind, pull a blanket over vanitas, set a glass of water and an apple next to the bedside (and if vanitas rejected it then ventus would eat it later himself), and sit in the plush chair in the corner of the room with the medical kit to tend to injuries.
he gets all the way up to sitting in the chair before ventus finally passes out himself just like that.]
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Then see if Ventus is conscious or not.
And finally just, well. Leave. No taking the water or the apple. Just straight up leaving. He's not certain if they really understand each other better or not. To be fair, Vanitas himself doesn't even feel that great about how this has all turned out. ]