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[callmeven]

Who: Keyblade House & YOU
When: Throughout February
Where: Keyblade House aka Fancy House #3 ( info including aesthetic pics )
What: a catch all mingle log for those who live in the house and anyone who wants to stop by or hang out
Warnings: general language, talk of the previous event, talk and mention of past torture



[lots of new arrivals this month! with the end of last month's event and everyone else trying to recover and heal sometimes it's nice to just hang out at home.

post a toplevel or tag around if your character is in the area.]

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ventus | ota | feb 4-12

[callmeven]

[ a - post execution & trials ]

[the trials were hard enough on ven to endure through, but he pushed himself to make it to the end of the last sentencing. justice for others, but not for himself. somehow it was worse for ventus knowing others had suffered so much even if he was counted among them as well. at least some of the others there, victims from what he could remember, seemed pleased with the outcomes.

ven couldn't stomach the news about the executions. that was what upset him the most, a death to make amends for what happened to him. nothing about it felt right, but at the same time he didn't have another solution. in the end ventus was silent and left the courthouse in a mild fog.

coming back home he'd almost forgotten there were more people living with them now. none that ventus remembered, but they seemed to know him well enough.

ven can be found outside in one of the snow-covered gardens idly making snow bunnies with leftover leaves.]

[ b - zoomies ]


[there's a dog running around both inside and outside of the house, suffering some serious zoomies at the moment. despite a rather ugly looking scar on his hind leg he seems to be happy to run around causing chaos and-

is that something in his mouth? could be a pillow, a t-shirt, someone's shoe your shoe... maybe he sneaked something off your person and when you finally notice he's already running off with it.

oops.]

[ c - learn to bake the easy way ]

Is any of this actually possible...?

[ven may not be able to use magic now, but baking seems like something he might be able to learn if he puts some effort into it.

unfortunately the cook book he has only seems to be raising more questions than anything and he looks a little frustrated at some of the directions.]

How do I fold egg whites into a mixture? Isn't that kinda impossible?

[ d - wild card ]

[got something you wanna do? hmu! ven's usual form looks like this]

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[twilightskey]

[Roxas is new to the city, but even he ended up hearing about the trials. Though he didn't understand what was going on, he ended up watching them just to see what was going on. And when he heard just what sort of things happened...]

[Well. Ven's scars suddenly made a whole lot of sense.]

[He didn't stay around for the executions, even though deep down a small part of him wanted to see those who harmed all those innocent people brought to justice. What sort of people resorted to such measures..? Those were the real monsters.]

[But no, despite the disgust and horror he felt during the trials, Roxas is overcome with a new feeling. One that feels familiar to when he first met Ven here, when he first saw those scars; an unexplainable desire to check in on Ven, make sure he was okay. So he makes his way back to the house, and almost immediately walks through the house, looking for Ven.]

[When he finds him out back, he lets out a sigh of relief at seeing him okay. He walks over slowly, though his shoes still crunch in the snow as he peers over at what Ven is doing.]

[callmeven]

[the trial had been hard and knowing what would come after was even harder, but ven wanted to forget about that for the time being.

at least there was plenty of things to distract himself with.

ven's ears perk up when he hears the sound of someone's boots crunching in the snow and he turns around to see roxas standing there. his tail wags slowly, some bits of snow clinging to the tips of his fur and he smiles.]

Hey, Roxas! What's up?

[twilightskey]

[Considering the intensity of the trials and the stress he felt afterwards, this quiet little moment is enough to make Roxas smile softly.]

Not much. I just got back.

[Just got back from the trials, he would say. But he doesn't. He would rather not remember them right now.]

What are you doing?

[callmeven]

Making snow bunnies!

[he holds one of the creations out for roxas to see. two leaves for ears and holly berries for eyes.]

I was thinking about just making a bunch around the house... not for any reason except it seems like fun? Heh...

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[ua_duibhne]

[Today, Ventus isn't alone. As he tears up the grass, he'll find a considerably larger dog- he appears to be something like a more primal, wolfish greyhound- bound up beside him with an equally enormous stick. There's nothing particularly aggressive in his body language and, with a gruff bark, he drops it in front of it, clearly hoping to trade it for whatever his stolen goods are.]

Coill! Come here, boy!

[A few moments later, Diarmuid jogs into sight- only to find that his dog has somehow managed to find himself a golden brown furred friend. Well, now. Smiling, the Lancer drops down onto one knee and, slowly and carefully so as not to startle him, holds out a hand for Ventus to sniff.]

Ah... who are you then, coileán?

[callmeven]

[the arrival of another dog (and one definitely bigger than him) surprises ven a little, but his tail still wags slowly in curiosity. the trade for a large stick for the shoe in his mouth seems pretty tempting...

then the second arrival of a person has ven focusing on him instead. tail wagging he walks over to dia and instead of sniffing his hand he holds out a paw to land on dia's palm.]

[ua_duibhne]

[With a little laugh, Diarmuid takes the paw and shakes it, following it up by bopping him lightly on the nose with one finger.]

What a courteous little thing you are. Pleased to meet you.

[This time, he uses both hands to ruffle the dog's ears, giving them a good scritch before burying his hands in the fluffy ruff of fur around his neck. There's no collar to be found but it's not as though Coill wears one either so it's not that unusual.]

Where's your master?

[callmeven]

[there's no collar, but there is a collar shaped burn scar that wraps around his neck and cuts through his fluffy fur.

but the pets feel wonderful and ven wags his tail, butt wagging with it. he drops the shoe at dia's feet, preferring this attention over the stolen goods.

a part of him wonders if he should answer properly...

maybe later.]

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[spirialink]

[Kor was new to this world, and yet he attended the trial proceedings. He understood little of what was going on there, frequently asking people around what they were talking about. And when he finally had enough information that he could form a general idea of what transpired to lead to all this...

...Well, it took an extraordinary amount of self-control on his part to not make an outburst of his own at the trial. The gravity of the atrocities these people committed, their utter disregard for others... It was honestly too much for him to stomach. And yet despite how much the crimes upset and angered him, the "punishment" for these crimes somehow seemed even worse.

A life for a life was never the answer. If you are dead, you can't make amends, you can't repent, you can't fix things or try to do better. Those criminals left the world as they were, with no chance or means to move forward. And to Kor, that was the most heart-rending fact to come out of this whole thing.

He wandered town for a good while after that, mind in a fog, unsure what to think or do or feel. Should he be glad justice was served for the victims? Upset over the pain and suffering others endured because of it? Angry at the outcome over it all? He didn't even know where to start.

But his aimless wandering eventually brought him to Ventus' house, where he spots the boy outside, making snow bunnies. It was enough to take Kor by surprise. He had no clue what Ventus was doing.]

Are you making something?

[callmeven]

[when kor arrives ven already has a few snow bunnies made, set up in a semi-circle in front of him. ven looks up at the question, ears perked up curiously.]

Huh?

[there's a handful of packed snow between his hands.]

Oh- they're rabbits! Or kinda, I guess. [he smiles sheepishly, tail wagging.] I saw some kids making them awhile ago and I felt like doing it myself. Wanna try?

[spirialink]

Really, rabbits?

[He sounds a bit dubious about that. How can you make rabbits?

But then he walks closer to get a look at what Ventus is working on, and sure enough, they're rabbits! Or close enough, at least. He wouldn't really know what the standard for rabbit sculptures is.]

Wooooohh! That's amazing, it really is a rabbit!

[He stares down at the snow rabbit with glee, very impressed by the handiwork! ...It doesn't take much to impress him.]

I never knew you could do stuff like this with snow. Show me how, please!

[callmeven]

[ven holds the little sculpture out for kor to take and study himself, still smiling. the excitement is infectious.]

It never snowed much back home, but when it did I loved making stuff with my friends. There's all sorts of stuff you can make with snow! [if kor lets him he'll take the rabbit back and waves him down to kneel in the snow with him.]

I can show you other stuff to make too after this if you'd like.

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[sing_for_me]

Ah, damn it...

[ Alex mutters under her breath when she sees the reason behind the sudden tug. Her skirt had gotten caught amongst the bushes, her daze probably kept her distracted from seeing just how close she was getting to the side of the road. That was probably better than walking into something hard and painful, but still a pain. This brain fog was starting to irritate her, but ever since returning, she's found it difficult to be completely present.

Putting down her basket of groceries, Alex tries to untangle the lace of her skirt from the bramble, not wanting to rip up or damage her clothing. Having lived with only a few articles of clothing gave a better appreciation for being able to buy new ones. Her focus on the task at hand had her almost miss the sound of something shuffling right by her. She turns her head just in time to catch...a little black nose, and a pair of little eyes, staring right at her.

Her hands stop, as if any sudden movement would cause something disastrous. The dog has it's mouth open and over the handle of her basket, caught right in the act of possibly taking it. But it wouldn't...would it? ]

Don't--No---Good...good, doggy. Stay..staaaay...I'm just..I'm just going to take this...

[ Slowly, she reaches out, her fingers extending as much as they can to try and take a hold of the handle. But before she makes it, the dog snaps its jaws around the handle and takes off in the opposite direction. ]

No--H-hey! Come back--!

[ Alex forgets for a moment about her skirt until she hears the rip of fabric. She winces, like a wound had just been opened. ]

Aw, man...

[ But that could be deal with later. Right now, her food for the week was in danger! And so the merrow takes off, hiking her skirt up and chasing after the thief. ]

Come back! Here, doggy! Here, boy!

[callmeven]

[he doesn't plan on actually stealing her food, but the temptation to play keep-away is just too much for him to resist. he zig zags around the yard, stopping only briefly to look back at her as if to ensure she is chasing him before he takes off running again. his tail wags the entire time, obviously enjoying this 'game'.

he'll definitely feel bad about her ripped dress later.

ven falls into a play bow when she comes closer again, growling playfully with the basket handle still in his mouth.]

[sing_for_me]

[ She is definitely still chasing him, stopping when he stops, attempting to move slowly towards him, only for the canine to zip away.

When he stops and suddenly dips forward, Alex is unsure what to do, especially when he growled. Her hands go up defensively. Was..was he mad? Should she back away? But his tail was still wagging---was that a good sign? God, what were all these mixed signals!? She's never had a pet before and hasn't interacted with dogs much, so she wasn't familiar with their ways. ]

Do you want me to back off or chase you?!

[ Looking around, she spots a a near by stick and picks up. ]

H-here! Want to trade?

[ She throws it the other way, quite pathetically. ]

Go! Fetch!

[callmeven]

[ven starts to hesitate when it seems like she is even more unsure than he is about what to do next.

... even more so when she tries to throw the stick, head turning to follow it with a sad whine before looking back at her. okay maybe the game is over.

he trots over towards alex, basket handle in maw, before setting it down in front of her. ven looks up at her with a remorseful expression (as remorseful as he can look like this), glancing to the tear in her dress.]

Sorry...

open; late february

[oathkeeper]

[After coming home from the work everyone was doing on the outpost Sora found himself with a lot more painful earaches than usual. They had been bothering him for some time since his arrival, getting this weird burning sensation in his temples every now and then. What he didn’t know was he was experiencing his first growing pains as a monster.

And after one particularly painful night, Sora wakes up to find himself with some strange new and fuzzy appendages. Rabbit-ears to be exact. With no more human ears in sight, Sora now has two long and soft brunette-furred rabbit ears coming out of his head. They are new and sensitive and twitchy when Sora’s feeling particular things.

When he wakes to find them he’s extremely disappointed at first. ... He wants to be a cool dragon. Rabbit ears are not dragon-like?!

He can be found around the house with a somewhat glum look on his face. But it’s probably hard to take him seriously with those cute new ears.]

[twilightskey]

[Sora isn't the only one with new additions to his anatomy. Because once the full moon came and went, Roxas had found his nails to be more like claws, his hair to be longer and more unruly, and a pair of grey-furred, dog-like ears atop his own head.]

[He's sitting at the table, scratching at one of his ears when Sora enters. He perks up, ears pricking as he does.]

...you too?

[oathkeeper]

[Sora looks like he hasn't had much sleep thanks to the change but when he sees Roxas sitting there with his own changes Sora can't help but stare at him. His long furry ears twitch in response.]

Yeah- Huh? You're a dog like Ven too?!

[Almost just like Ventus now that Sora can actually see it. So here they are staring at each other.]

No way!

[twilightskey]

[Those ears flatten down a bit as Sora openly ogles him. He nods.]

Yeah, I think so. They look like his, at least. [Only instead of bright blonde, they were more grey]

[oathkeeper]

You look a little different from Ven, though.

[Sora might look a little amused. Who knew that the two twins would turn out to be the exact same type of monsters too?]

I wonder if Vanitas were a monster if he'd turn out like me too.

[Now he's snickering lightly, his ears twitching with the motion.]

[truescholar]

[ Much like Sora, Ienzo has also experienced a certain degree of elongation to his ears. Though he's slightly more accepting of them than the sudden, uneven sprouting of fur around his neck. What would Even say if he was here? probably a rant about Ienzo's presentation is what. (And orders to talk to Dilan about shaving, probably.)

He exits the bathroom, having stopped to readjust his purple necktie for the third time that day. His eyes finds Sora with a start, immediately zeroing in on the new additions to his appearance.]

Sora-? ...Hm. It seems like we're matching, in a sense.

[oathkeeper]

[Sora's in mid-yawn when he nearly bumps into Ienzo in the hall. Almost forgetting that the other one is staying here he looks up a him with a sleepy expression. His long ears twitch.]

Ienzo? Whoa! We're both rabbits?

[What a strange coincidence! This house is turning into a real Noah's Ark. ... Sort of.]

[truescholar]

It certainly appears that way-although...

[ He watches the way Sora's ears move. By comparison, Ienzo's ears are a bit. Well, Vertically challenged. ]

Yours aren't quite as floppy as mine seem to be.

[ There's a note of amusement in his tone. ]