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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?
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?
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My species has very strong emotions. I'm married now, and the last person I loved we were together 200 years before he died.
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Two hundred years... That's even longer than the time I've lived through. Wow.
[ Nenonen is genuinely impressed?? Time already seemed to go on forever in their world, so the thought of anyone living past that is mind-boggling. ]
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...How long have you lived?
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[ "Experienced" being the key word here, because Nen had only been alive for seventeen biological years before time started repeating itself. They're not sure if they can count all that reset time as a real age if nothing about them changed, the time never moved forward. ]
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[ Saya draws a breath, this is not the moment to ask about it, and she doesn't really need to know ever if it would mean pushing Nenonen. ]
It depends on how you count with me. My hibernations mess with things.
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[ That's the default for gauging how old one is, isn't it? How much time you've experienced in your life.
Even if someone were to slip into a coma or hibernation, it's not like the world stopped with them. ]
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[ Nen didn't consider that. ]
Could your age then be delineated into two values? One for total cumulative time lived, and another solely for the time you experience while awake?
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[ Nen lays their head back down and lets out a slow exhale, staring at nothing in particular for a few moments. ]
It must be very different if you don't remember it every time...
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But I don't have much choice, yet. Maybe someday.
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[ Hello information that is relevant to Nen's interests. So far, Nen only knows Chipp and Saya--and Chipp's already dead, so technically speaking he doesn't age anymore...they think. He says he's 21, so Nen's just accepted that. ]
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[ Nenonen can't help but shudder at the thought. It sounds like a a fate worse than anything they can imagine. Death would be a mercy at that point as far as they're concerned. ]
That is horrible. Are they alright?
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They're no less all right than a human or a younger immortal.
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Are the human and younger immortal in this case the same or comparable ages?
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Being an immortal among mortals means you lose a lot of people. Some mortals have experienced that level of loss too, either due to older age or circumstances in their life, so it's not something that is unique to immortals, but being immortal makes constant loss a certainty. It's always present in our minds, the losses we've suffered, the losses we will suffer.
It's something we learn to handle, and how well we handle it... like anyone, we have bad days, days where the sadness is overwhelming. But we also have many good days, happy days.
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Saya's immortal. Nen has a shorter-than-normal lifespan compared to a human. One day, they'll wind up making Saya sad too.
The thought is sobering. Nen tucks in closer and takes a long breath. ]
...I want to give you lots of good and happy days.
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I know you will. Being with you makes me very happy.
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Being with you makes me happy, too. Thank you for showing me a sleep-over. And a karaoke.
[ They tuck in close, rubbing their cheek against Saya's collarbone. ]
You're the best person I've ever slept with.
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[ The phrasing is hilarious, but Saya doesn't laugh. She knows what Nenonen means. ] What a perfect compliment. Thank you.