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seasonsrpg2023-03-04 09:37 pm
outofoffice) wrote in seasonsrpg2023-03-04 09:37 pm
welcome home
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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...It doesn't matter what his intention was. Good intentions can still cause hurt. Sometimes there's no coming back from it. I won't know if this is one of those times for a while, but I sure don't need his side of things spelled out for me, because I had no doubt he didn't intend to hurt me. I only need to decide whether that matters enough.
But hey, now at least I know where you'll be at if I decide I'm done. I'll have to live with being a disappointment, but I'm damn well going to do it somewhere else for a little while.
[ She resumes walking. ]
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I'll have my phone with me.
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1/?
2/?
12:01AM Just so you know
3/?
4/?
12:06AM Or didn't shine through at all
5/?
12:11AM Because that's always going to be your business and yours alone
6/?
12:15AM And I'm not even sure if I do or not
12:15AM It's your mistake to make
7/?
12:23AM You know even you're not invincible
12:23AM And you know Doc and I aren't the only people who'd be hurt if anything happened to you
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12:24AM Unless Venti and Lumine did something to piss you off too
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12:31AM And ideally in one piece
done!
12:33AM I'm kind of an asshole sometimes
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11:23pm: I'm not ready to talk yet. But so you're not worried, I'll be staying elsewhere for the night. A few nights, probably.
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11:30PM Whenever you're ready
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[ Bad news is she's there to pack some things, and she tries to get in and get out before anyone can spot her. ]
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[ Just, leaning in the doorway of the kitchen. He hadn't actually started breakfast, but he would've, if he hadn't caught a glimpse of her fleeing. ]