[Closed] Snowball Fight!

[inlikethebrume]

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.]

Comments

[unsundered]

[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.

[inlikethebrume]

[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.]

[darkcharge]

[ 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. ]

[unsundered]

[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.]

[inlikethebrume]

[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.]

[darkcharge]

[ 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.

[unsundered]

[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.

[inlikethebrume]

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.

[darkcharge]

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?

[unsundered]

[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.

[inlikethebrume]

[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.]

[darkcharge]

[ 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?

[unsundered]

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.]

[inlikethebrume]

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?

[darkcharge]

They are the same person?

[ Okay, given Vanitas' little "issues" how could he not latch onto that? Mira is curious about this other Warrior and rightfully so. But Vanitas is curious as to how literal he should take that sentence...

All while going back to playing with Breezy's ears. ]

[unsundered]

They possess the same soul, which as far as I'm concerned, makes them the same person.

[As far as he could tell, anyway- but with so much else in common, why would that detail be any different?

The question about his own Warrior surprises him slightly, and he frowns.]

The Warrior that I know... heroic and selfless, like all the rest. More stoic than any of you, but not unfriendly. Taller.

[inlikethebrume]

[If that is the case, then...

Worry on it later. Be a little happy at Breezy purring from the attention.]

Taller than you? I am shocked.

[darkcharge]

[ Well he really doesn't have much to add to this line of conversation. Vani is listening, though. Taking in everything that he can. ]

[unsundered]

[He waves that off with a small gesture.]

Not what I meant. They're taller than any of you Warriors here, though that's not a difficult feat. But they're not like to match a Garlean. Average as this host is, it still towers over most Eorzeans.

[inlikethebrume]

I can name one shorter than you.

[Like Cid is a short Garlean compared to Lucia or Maxima. Same with the Warriors.]

And I seem to be the tallest of the Warriors here. Not by much but I am not used to looking down when needing to speak.

[That and all the others are tiny miqo'te.]

[darkcharge]

Host.

[ Usually that doesn't have a very good connotation, Emet-Selch. Why Van's master had quite a few of those... ]

[unsundered]

If this is an average Garlean, that implies there are shorter ones, yes? But true, you've got a considerable advantage over the miqo'te.

[Cats were so small. Vanitas' reaction gets a half-smile, a shrug.]

Ah, yes- my kind lacks physical form. To get around this, we possess mortal hosts. And, generally speaking, we do not return them.

[inlikethebrume]

[It should be awkward as hell but Mira already asked Emet about it while in Rak'tika. Or rather, asked her version but ever since Lahabrea took over Thancred long ago, it was very much a given.

While it may be answered for her, she can't help but wonder about Vanitas. Was he alright? Other than being awkward about touching.]

[darkcharge]

[ He clicks his tongue. ]

Do you possess them willingly or unwillingly?

[ Honestly he's just a bit curious. Somehow he doesn't really think Emet-Selch would care either way. ]

[unsundered]

Unwillingly.

[No regret or hesitation there. It was what it was.]

At least, I assume so. I've never asked, and I've no reason to leave their minds intact when I move in. Not that I change bodies very frequently- it's more tiring than you'd think, and the adjustment period is always a hassle.