vi is hanging out in the luna market, looking at potions. she's got a blue one in hand, looking at the other colors like she's considering what to mix, thoughtfully. ]
[ hobbles my way over sleepily, we start somewhere. ]
Something caught your eye? [ hulkenberg will come over to join her, holding one of those red and white popcorn boxes with a multicoloured popcorn in it. ] Quite the curious collection.
Hm. [ she's not. 100% sure this is a good idea, but they also seem like they'd be able to take care of whatever happened. she'll set aside her popcorn box after eating another handful, reaching to pluck up a golden yellow. blue and yellow for will... ]
'Tis something that your sister does? [ delicately giving the bottle a swirl of her own. ] I cannot say I find myself familiar with concoctions, truthfully.
[ did you know that my catgirl in ffxiv has the same color eyeballs as will. one blue and one yellow. she also almost has the same haircut it is insane. anyway. ]
Something she did, sure. [ but she skips past that. ] Me either, but hey, what's the worst thing that could happen? Bottom's up.
[ MIXES THE POTIONS and i think this is the one that turns you into animal, yes
because she's just a small pink dachshund now if so ]
[ that means that your catgirl is a babygirl and must be protected. mostly from herself. ]
A number of things. You will have to tell me the taste, either way. [ as the voice of reason, letting the sister thing go and watching vi mix the potions with cautious curiosity. i think it is the animal one so - ]
- oh, fie. [ crouching down to get more on dachshund level, frowning down at her. ] Perhaps not the worst thing that could happen, but also, perhaps, not the best. Can you understand me still?
What do you mean let you out, this is not the sort of thing that you merely - open a door for. [ she straightens up so that she can start looking through the bottles aaaaa are any LABELLED AS REMEDIES, HELLO. ] Hold a moment, let us see if we cannot find a solution at the source...
anyway here we are on the beach, vi settled on one of the lounge chairs with a drink in hand. girl has been getting wasted every day like a true vacationer... she brings a hand up to ruffle through her hair in a sort of exhausted way, and then: ]
Sorry that you went from one prison to another, actually.
Edited (WEEK THREE? I'M ON DRUGS) 2025-05-07 22:11 (UTC)
anyway! once she is freed of staring goddamn longingly at wriothesley, hulkenberg mutters to herself as she makes her way down the beach - and comes to join vi, seeing her there. the caracal ears are still very present, twitchy and flicky but not too different from her normal ears.
just vertical instead of horizontal. ]
'Tis concerning, truthfully. Like descending a ladder to another rung - all the same place, simply on different levels, and the gap is further than you expect. [ you die and get the rug yanked out from under you. ]
she is a little amused by the fact that hulkenberg is so grouchy, but she gets it. if someone cursed her to be in love with wriothesley she would've drowned herself. the ears do get her to grin, though she hides it behind her drink. ]
Yeah, sounds about right. I think this is all something simulated. I don't have any proof, but there's been some suspicious stuff around the place that's made me think so.
[ she barely knows the man, first of all!! second of all, what nonsense. third, ew.
but it does lend even more to the very, very surreal situation that they've found themselves in, being on this side of life and death. she's not sure what to make of it, even as she lowers herself to sit. with her usual clothes, she looks... very out of place. ]
What sort of things have you found out, since your death..? 'Tis been just over a week. [ beat ] At least, in the Euchronian calendar, as apparently 'tis not the norm.
[ but... ]
... our captain was there. At first, in only appearance, as his mannerisms were off enough that it felt false. But at the end, 'twas different; it felt like it could have truly been Will. The last thing I remember before the blurriness of the return was his despair as we were dying in his arms.
[ it's okay, vi is in her usual outfit so she also does not look like she belongs here. ]
... Shit, Hulkenberg, that's awful. [ she says first, frowning. she'll get to the other stuff in a second, she just like - she's heard about their captain, and she has gotten the sense that both of them adore the guy. he's got to be a good person if he inspires that sort of loyalty. ]
He probably wasn't actually there. I've looked everywhere for Pow -- Jinx, and she's nowhere to be found, so. [ ... ] Still.
[ she huffs a mirthless little noise, running some of her hair through her fingers with both hands as she thinks about it. it really did feel like him, at the end, so it's hard to separate that. but... ]
I know, logically. But 'tis not something easily let go of, is it? [ the "still." ] We had evaded death for so long, living our lives even before we met one another. I suspect you could say the same for you?
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w1, MONDAY
vi is hanging out in the luna market, looking at potions. she's got a blue one in hand, looking at the other colors like she's considering what to mix, thoughtfully. ]
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Something caught your eye? [ hulkenberg will come over to join her, holding one of those red and white popcorn boxes with a multicoloured popcorn in it. ] Quite the curious collection.
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[ a beat. she swirls around the blue liquid. ]
... Reminds me of my sister, a bit. [ and then: ] Hey, grab another color. Let's see what happens.
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'Tis something that your sister does? [ delicately giving the bottle a swirl of her own. ] I cannot say I find myself familiar with concoctions, truthfully.
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Something she did, sure. [ but she skips past that. ] Me either, but hey, what's the worst thing that could happen? Bottom's up.
[ MIXES THE POTIONS and i think this is the one that turns you into animal, yes
because she's just a small pink dachshund now if so ]
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A number of things. You will have to tell me the taste, either way. [ as the voice of reason, letting the sister thing go and watching vi mix the potions with cautious curiosity. i think it is the animal one so - ]
- oh, fie. [ crouching down to get more on dachshund level, frowning down at her. ] Perhaps not the worst thing that could happen, but also, perhaps, not the best. Can you understand me still?
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this little pink dog WRIGGLES IN FURY. and then: ]
Bark. I mean - wait. [ OKAY ] What.
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stares. ] Ah. [ hm. i see. ] 'Tis good at least that you can still talk... I suppose...
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[ YELLS but in a tiny dog voice. ]
Why am I a dog! Let me out!
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[ DON'T LOOK AT HER, YOU DRANK THE POTION! ]
What do you mean let you out, this is not the sort of thing that you merely - open a door for. [ she straightens up so that she can start looking through the bottles aaaaa are any LABELLED AS REMEDIES, HELLO. ] Hold a moment, let us see if we cannot find a solution at the source...
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This is rich, of course it's a dog. Of course! Ughhhh!
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'Tis a targeted offence, I take it?
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On a long list of insults, dog's one of them.
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How... stupid. [ pausing to look down at her. ] But many will do and say all that they can in an attempt to bring others down.
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she looks so grouchy even as a puppy... ]
Yeah, well, we can have this conversation when I'm not actually on four legs.
w2, WEDNESDAY
anyway here we are on the beach, vi settled on one of the lounge chairs with a drink in hand. girl has been getting wasted every day like a true vacationer... she brings a hand up to ruffle through her hair in a sort of exhausted way, and then: ]
Sorry that you went from one prison to another, actually.
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anyway! once she is freed of staring goddamn longingly at wriothesley, hulkenberg mutters to herself as she makes her way down the beach - and comes to join vi, seeing her there. the caracal ears are still very present, twitchy and flicky but not too different from her normal ears.
just vertical instead of horizontal. ]
'Tis concerning, truthfully. Like descending a ladder to another rung - all the same place, simply on different levels, and the gap is further than you expect. [ you die and get the rug yanked out from under you. ]
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she is a little amused by the fact that hulkenberg is so grouchy, but she gets it. if someone cursed her to be in love with wriothesley she would've drowned herself. the ears do get her to grin, though she hides it behind her drink. ]
Yeah, sounds about right. I think this is all something simulated. I don't have any proof, but there's been some suspicious stuff around the place that's made me think so.
... You okay? Dying sucks.
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but it does lend even more to the very, very surreal situation that they've found themselves in, being on this side of life and death. she's not sure what to make of it, even as she lowers herself to sit. with her usual clothes, she looks... very out of place. ]
What sort of things have you found out, since your death..? 'Tis been just over a week. [ beat ] At least, in the Euchronian calendar, as apparently 'tis not the norm.
[ but... ]
... our captain was there. At first, in only appearance, as his mannerisms were off enough that it felt false. But at the end, 'twas different; it felt like it could have truly been Will. The last thing I remember before the blurriness of the return was his despair as we were dying in his arms.
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... Shit, Hulkenberg, that's awful. [ she says first, frowning. she'll get to the other stuff in a second, she just like - she's heard about their captain, and she has gotten the sense that both of them adore the guy. he's got to be a good person if he inspires that sort of loyalty. ]
He probably wasn't actually there. I've looked everywhere for Pow -- Jinx, and she's nowhere to be found, so. [ ... ] Still.
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I know, logically. But 'tis not something easily let go of, is it? [ the "still." ] We had evaded death for so long, living our lives even before we met one another. I suspect you could say the same for you?
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[ a sigh. ]
And then you died on top of it. At least we're all still here.