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[outofoffice]

Who: Venti, Yuri, Saya, Lumine, and Kantera
What: A moment of respite
When: March 4th
Where: A house at the far edge of Blossomcrown
Warnings: Probably mentions of previous game trauma/violence


[ Venti has always been the type who wanders to the beat of his own drum, dipping in and out of people's lives as easily as the blowing wind. But Tokyo-F . . . changed things, somewhat.

Though his initial instinct had been to sleep under a tree and call it "home," an invitation to live with old friends put a halt to those plans. For starters, it would be protection from the unpredictable weather in the segments. For another, maybe he did get used to having a bed and a room to call "home," in no small part because of the teammates and friends who inhabited it with him. Now that solitary tree feels . . . lonely, in a way it didn't before.

And so here he is, standing at the threshold of a house full of people he loves and trusts, who asked him to stay . . . it makes him feel his age, but not in a bad way, for once. Nor does he feel that nagging urge to disappear into the wind.

Should he catch anyone watching him, the pensive expression dissolves into a smile. ]

Hehe, is this the part where we fight over bedrooms?

Comments

[at_heart]

[ Cool, cool, great. Putting on a kettle to make tea. ]

Sure would be nice if whatever method they were using to pull people here could weed out the kids.

[ Less that Bakugou is 17, more that he's... Like This. ]

[sangreine]

Yeah. It'd sure be nice. This place doesn't seem bad, but without someone to look after them, you get things like this.

Arguably my beating the tar out of him was a pretty bad way to look after him, but I couldn't see another way. Words weren't going to get him to listen.

[at_heart]

[ Lipquirk. ]

He must've been pretty tough for you to go that hard.

[sangreine]

Not really? Not compared to my kind, at least. But it wouldn't have been much of a point if I barely won. He needed to understand that this place isn't like Earth, even with gifts like his.

He wanted to fight until one of us died. I only beat him until he couldn't stand... and I think I broke most of his ribs. Didn't even draw my sword until he was already down. Then when he tried to make me kill him, I told him that he doesn't get it if he thinks he can make the rules.

[at_heart]

[ Well, the smile is slipping off his face as he listens. ]

I see.

[sangreine]

It wasn't my idea of fun, in case you were wondering. He's just a kid, whose only crimes are being naïve and idealistic.

But better me than someone who'd kill him to learn this lesson with.

[at_heart]

[ He just........ whatever. Wasn't there. ]

Didn't think you did it for fun, no.

[sangreine]

[ She goes quiet. Feeling like somehow Yuri disapproves, which would be fair. Saya doesn't love this about herself, either. ]

[at_heart]

[ Yeah, that's. Not inaccurate. Sorry. ] [ After a moment, he offers up a half smile. ]

Does he need anything? Do you?

[sangreine]

[ She shakes her head. Talking about this is now Done. ]