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[Closed] Snowball Fight!

Who: An idiot (Mira), a darkness child (Vanitas), a sleepy grandpa (Emet-Selch), and later on the crafting catte (Iryha)
When: During the Winter Storm Event
Where: House Darkness
What: Playing in the snow somehow turns into an all out snowball war
Warnings: Potential Shadowbringers spoilers but more than likely none. Dark weirdos being nerds.

[Of course there was warnings about the incoming storm. Everyone being told to stay inside and keep warm is what any sane or normal person would do in this situation. And yet there are some who are in the opposite direction. Such as one particular dark knight bundled outside in the front yard from head to toe in as much warmth as she could handle. Why is she outside in the freezing cold instead of curled up on a couch with a book and warm tea instead? Because she is bored. And being bored is always a bad thing when Mira was around. But the weather itself was a bit hectic that some activities could not be done without the risk of injury.

So that leads into what the woman is doing now: making very odd snow creatures in the front yard. Well, odd to anyone who isn't familiar with them. They're rough but Mira's more into alchemy, not art. As long as they have the shape and they look the part, then she's fine with it.

In fact, she's a little too preoccupied with making those weird things that anyone could possibly snap her out of her concentration even by the smallest greeting.]

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[She cannot help but raise an eyebrow. Really think about those words Emet for a second and then realize it.]

Strange that you mention that.

[She went there. But this unversed creature coming this way, not gonna lie and say she isn't a bit concerned. Negative emotions and there is a thousands year old sorcerer and two Abyss divers with their own issues. How much chaos will this cause as she turns to face Vani.]

You are able to sense it?

[ That look of disgust? He can relate, really. Despite the fact that he can create the Unversed, Vanitas loathes them. The fact that he cannot make them here is one of the only things that makes this place tolerable.

Until one crossed over, that is. ]

Don't worry. You'll be rid of this "stray" once Mira stops fussing.

[ At least that's his plan anyway. But he turns his attention back to Mira and the now purring catte in his lap. ]

Yes. I can sense them. They are a part of me, after all. My manifested emotions.

[Now what was that look for, Mira? She couldn't possibly be implying what she seemed to be implying. The Ascian gives her a very flat, unimpressed look regardless, before returning to his tea.

While continuing to give thought to this whole Unversed business.]

Emotions brought into life. Can you control this process? Can you control them?

[This is getting more dubious by the moment, and all the use of plurals has him wonder if a literal flood of these things are going to turn up and overrun the place.]

[Hate to say it but Emet does bring up a decent point; would it be possible to control these Unversed by controlling emotions? But then Mira remembers something rather important: what Vanitas said about him being able to create them. He's confirmed one to be out there looking for him but what about the others? If they are here, why wouldn't all of them come at once? Wouldn't they want to return to the one who gave them life? Unless...]

The unversed that is looking for you now...how long has it been in the city?

[Humor her if you will.]

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[ Mom and dad. Please stop flirting. Vanitas is not as oblivious. He's choosing to ignore it though. More in favor of playing with Breezy's ears anyway. ]

It arrived when all the random stuff came through.

[ Then Van directs his attention to Emet-Selch. Why is it no one really thinks to ask these questions where he comes from? ]

This one is influenced by this world so my control over it is minimal. Under normal circumstances, yes, I can create them at will and control them. As Unversed are my emotions, they are an extension of myself.

[ And all that it implies, of course. Not that, again, anyone seems to understand what those implications are apparently. Which is why Vanitas cares little if people know about it or not.

Might also explain why he has zero coping skills too. Why he can go from fine to absolutely sparking in 3 seconds flat. ]

[Vanitas did tell them to take their flirting inside, he should have no complaints.]

And considering the loss of our powers within this world, I'm assuming you can no longer create them, then.

[Mostly just reaffirming to himself. So there's like to be only the one running around, not a fleet. That was good, at least.]

So, if they're a deliberate manifestation of emotion... what happens when that can no longer occur?

[Is the creation of Unversed an outlet? Or is he just always an irritable kid, and creating pets out of it is just a simple ability, nothing more?]

[Hey, it's light flirting! Should be fine! ~~Just don't call her mom to her face, it may make her double take~~

She...honestly doesn't have much to add; Vanitas confirmed that the creature came from the mirrors and her question was answered. But she waits to listen to his answer for the current one. Was there more to creating these Unversed than what they know of? All Mira can do is wait to hear the answer.]

[ The question actually makes Vanitas tense up. He's never had to deal with it before now, though he's always wanted it. To not be able to create those monsters - to be reminded that he is one - should be a blessing. ]

You saw what happens.

[ When he threw that charm at Emet-Selch's head and stormed off. Vanitas had been crackling with unchecked lightning magic. Flies into a rage, really. ]

[That was an interesting reaction, and the Ascian watches him closely. It was probably quite frustrating to have something like that build up with nothing to drain it. Almost as frustrating as needing to drain it in the first place, he suspected.

Though he does frown a bit at the memory. Vanitas had been quite- cruel, actually. But then, so had he.]

Ah, so you're normally better behaved than that.

[A thoughtful hum.]

But you're not currently so... volatile. Yet I would expect you to be much worse, if you can still no longer create these- entities. Did you find some other way to bleed off the excess?

[Hold on, someone here is a little lost. The only time where she had seen any sort of reaction was when he burned that doll but even then, he was somewhat calm. Look, no fighting counts! But hearing from Emet, she can guess that it was Bad.]

Pray forgive me but I am a bit confused as to the example you speak of but the concept I can understand a bit.

[The kid feels a bit more like Fray than Mira first thought. And yet it does not stop her for putting a hand on Vanitas's head, letting her fingers pat him. A hug might end up chasing him away so small steps. Maybe.]

More in control and less reactive.

[ Oh he is absolutely cruel, but he doesn't lash out like that. Not unless Ventus is somehow involved. Vanitas is usually 100% in control of his actions and emotions... But one could argue that it is because he sheds them like a second skin and thus is usually devoid of them. ]

I threw something at the old man, Mira. There's probably a lot of charred remains of plants too.

[ It's not like he isn't going to own it. But the way that Vanitas speaks? Obviously he doesn't see anything wrong with it.

He doesn't really know why he's talking about it. Again, probably because no one thinks to ask these questions. Vanitas really isn't a liar. Cruel and terrible, but not really a liar. That and this is what it is. Though Emet-Selch's comment about him not being so volatile makes him shrug. ]

I deal with it. [ By starting fights and blowing up targets. Destroying anything really. And no one sees what he does when he's alone and there's nothing to distract him. ] And maybe the reason why I'm not currently is -

[ That's when Mira's hand is placed on his head. Vanitas absolutely flinches. Probably even startles the cat. You see, Vanitas should have been better guarded. This is what happens when one gets comfortable.

Because he's expecting to get hurt and hasn't quite realized the opposite is happening. ]

[Getting that small toy thrown at him had just been the capstone, the final sting of insult; the words before then had been much worse, but the Ascian was disinclined to bring that up.

And he's not surprised at the lack of remorse nor shame over what had happened; he expected neither and felt neither himself. But it was interesting to find there was some sort of reason for Vanitas' sudden aggressive display- that it was more than just catching him at a bad moment. Having reasons for something was always nice.

Waiting for the rest of his response, Emet-Selch gives Mira a look at the obvious flinch. Why in the world would she prod the kid? What would that achieve? Unless she really was viewing Vanitas as another pet for her collection.]

You're spooking the boy, Mira.

[That...was honestly not how she pictured how it would go. Immediately, her hand went off the boy's head and to her own lap as she could feel the tension in her own body begin to form.]

My apologies, Vanitas. I was not trying to scare or cause you any harm.

[Meanwhile, Breezy did get spooked as she sits up but she doesn't try to leave. Would you leave a warm spot? Gaelkitten aside, Mira has to wonder if the boy knows what a positive action is. And if a simple headpat made him react as such...perhaps not.]

[ Nope. Absolutely no idea. Though he knows his reaction isn't correct either, not with the way that Mira is immediately backpedaling and trying to, augh, reassure him. ]

Obviously...

[ Look, he knows. Mira could have done so before plenty of times before now and she hasn't. Vanitas knows that.

But learned responses are that for a reason. ]

[At least the Ascian is disinclined to attempt anything like reassurance. The thought doesn't even occur to him. If there was anything sad or unfortunate about twitching away from a friendly pet, that doesn't really occur to him either. It seemed a pretty natural response, honestly....]

As you were saying?

[As though nothing at all had occurred.]

[Mainly because to the two males in the room, comfort must be a foreign concept.

Nonetheless, Mira will let the boy continue. To some, it might sound heartless to ignore the concern but...well, she did not need to be shown again.]

[ The two adults in the room have to be patient. At the moment Van's fists are balled up pretty tight and he's kind of struggling with keeping the slight panic down. Just because he is incapable of his Unversed being forced out of him, it's not like he can't feel the nausea rise all the same, body seeking to accommodate what it thinks may happen.

Not calling attention to it, right now, might be for the best. While that may seem heartless and cold, Van isn't really in a place to deal with that sort of confrontation.

So maybe his fists are clenched just a little too tight, but it's enough of a distraction, at least. ]

I've lost it plenty of times if there's not something to distract me.

[ Snorts. ]

Why so interested anyway? You two are really the first people to actually ask about any of this.

[That's because comfort is a foreign concept. Or at least, there are any number of things were there's no comfort to be had. What good is word, or touch, or company?

It accomplished nothing at all.

Not that Emet-Selch felt much of anything in regards to Vanitas' display, apart from, perhaps, some vague recognition. This was just how things were.]

Idle curiosity, on my part.

[Easily enough spoken; Mira could say the nice things.]

Your condition and star are not uninteresting. And there's not much else to do in this place.

The first? Truly?

[That cannot be right. Surely someone had to have asked at some point? No one else was curious about emotional creatures coming from someone mainly from negative emotions? Or maybe Mira did have a tendency to gravitate to those with some kind of tie to emotions and power.]

I have to admit that I too am curious about it all. About you and where you come from.

So glad can alleviate your boredom just a little, old man.

[ Oh that sarcasm is quite thick isn't it? Vanitas snorts and rolls his eyes. ]

But yeah, the first. Unlike some heroes that defend the Light, my own don't really seem interested in the why's. Only how do we stop it.

[ A thing he might have spoken to Emet-Selch about before. ]

What I am curious about is how you two seem to not be at odds. How is it you two met?

[He's not offended at the sarcasm, at least. Displacing his boredom is a worthy thing. The question gets a more thoughtful look, though, and he's silent for a few moments, considering.]

That's... a more complicated question than you realize.

[Where did it begin? There were at least a half-dozen correct answers. And why weren't they at obvious odds? Certainly, he was more accustomed to heroes and champions taking the how do we stop it route, with no deviation. And that was still the result in the end, wasn't it?]

Technically, I first met Mira when I arrived in this place. Yet at the same time, we're well known to one another.

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[Only because communication sucked. It's a very long and complicated story and should they really bring up the details like this?]

He has the right of it; there are different Warriors like myself but...how to explain? Different people but sometimes following the same path on a separate plane?

[How to explain timelines and all that? No one explained this so all Mira is going by is testimony from the other Warriors and friends.]

Thus it is the same with those we have met on our own stars. Emet-Selch and I have met in the city proper during the last festival technically. Precisely on the bridge where people were speaking their grudges and fighting to get it out of their system.

[As for why they weren't at odds, the answer is long. She should want nothing to do with him, ignore him or shun him like the dark vile being that she had known all ascians to be. And yet, it's the opposite. She admitted it to him herself: the fact that she cares about the man. If someone offered to change events that happened in the city, Mira would refuse to take it.]

[ Vanitas would say that alternate timelines aren't really a thing where he comes from, but Sora... Well Sora had undone what Xehanort did to him and his friends. ]

You're right. That is complicated. So then these other Warriors have experienced the same things as you?

To some degree. Their backgrounds are different, but a number of their... accomplishments remain the same.

[Like interfering in all those Ascian plans, for one thing.]

I've four such heroes to entertain me here- though none are the same as the reflection from my version of events. Yet they remain the same person, nonetheless.

[The same soul, though he could not see it. They were interchangeable, but were not. They all had a baseline of importance to him, but- their differences manifested moreso than he expected. Almost as though they were their own people.]

Sometimes they are.

[Like K'rihnn and her experiencing the journey of the red mage or her and Irhya walking the same exact path of the dark knight. As she sips her tea, Mira gets a bit more curious. Not to mention recalling what Emet told her at the masquerade. Did that person's soul fragments exist within them too? One step at a time.]

I do not believe I have heard of your Warrior yet. What are they like?

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