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flatteries) wrote2023-07-07 06:49 pm
flatteries) wrote2023-07-07 06:49 pm
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leave a comment below to contact inigo!
leave a comment below to contact inigo!
[Don’t ask how, but he knows where you live. By the door will be a blade with a long dragon engraved on it, tied with a lace red ribbon. No note. Happy holiday.]
[On the 24th Inigo will find a box with his name along with a holiday card that reads,]
[Inside are a small bag of chocolates and a personalized chess set!
His chocolates are dragon shaped. They are mildly spicy with a hint of cinnamon. Cinnamon is a comforting flavor for Arrakis and he appreciates Inigo risking his life to help him the minotaurs.
His chess set is a beautifully carved wooden board with light and dark wood squares and the carving of a serpentine dragon wraps around the border. The pieces are white and black wood and carved on the bottom of one of the black knights are Arrakis's initials, AF.]
Merry Christmas!
- Arrakis Faylare
[Inside are a small bag of chocolates and a personalized chess set!
His chocolates are dragon shaped. They are mildly spicy with a hint of cinnamon. Cinnamon is a comforting flavor for Arrakis and he appreciates Inigo risking his life to help him the minotaurs.
His chess set is a beautifully carved wooden board with light and dark wood squares and the carving of a serpentine dragon wraps around the border. The pieces are white and black wood and carved on the bottom of one of the black knights are Arrakis's initials, AF.]
[ Inigo will find several presents sitting outside his door, wrapped in black wrapping paper with purple bows. The first is a squishy package containing a big comfy blue blanket. The second is a collection of books, all notably featuring knights on the covers, their blurbs promising only the best of gay knight fiction. ]
[Delivered quite kindly by the mail mice to Inigo's home is a bag of homemade potpourri and a little handmade Christmas Pixie. Last but not least, there are some Christmas cookies (some are a little misshapen but it's clear they were made with care).
Attached is a card inside is delicate handwriting:]
MERRY CHRISTMAS MR. INIGO!
I made the cookies myself with some help!
Hope you have a wonderful holiday season.
Again, Merry Christmas!
Love,
Alice Liddell
Attached is a card inside is delicate handwriting:]
MERRY CHRISTMAS MR. INIGO!
I made the cookies myself with some help!
Hope you have a wonderful holiday season.
Again, Merry Christmas!
Love,
Alice Liddell
[Delivered to Inigo's door by a giant owl is a box. Should he open it there it is filled with goodies to help survive the winter. There are two candles, one made of beeswax, bright and yellow, another is scented with cinnamon, orange, and pine. Next to the honey wand is a whole jar of honey that came from Aurora's bees, much like the beeswax honey. But it's not just honey and nuts, there is a sweet treat as well. Raspberry tarts are wrapped up safely to ensure they do not crumble.
In the box is a letter with elegant handwriting:]
Warmest and Joyous Yule Greetings to you, Inigo.
May this help get you through winter to spring's awakening.
I wish you well.
Kindest of regards,
Princess Aurora
In the box is a letter with elegant handwriting:]
Warmest and Joyous Yule Greetings to you, Inigo.
May this help get you through winter to spring's awakening.
I wish you well.
Kindest of regards,
Princess Aurora
[ Inigo will find outside of his door a box in Essek's trademarked purple with a silver bow tied delicately and precisely around it. Inside amid tissue paper, a cozy sweater that is very warm. The accompanying note: 'You deserve good and kind things, do not let your own mind keep you from them.' -with regards, E.Thelyss. ]
Edited 2023-12-25 15:41 (UTC)
[ In the morning if Inigo steps outside his home, he will find a dried flower wreath hanging on the door, delivered by the mail mice. Attached to the wreath is a tag. ]
To Inigo,
Happy Holidays!
- Willow
To Inigo,
Happy Holidays!
- Willow
[On a particular day in early February, the mail mice will deliver a red envelope to Inigo. It's folded to resemble a little pouch, and inside are found eight flower seeds and two lines of calligraphy.]
May the waning year have planted the seeds for good fortune,
And the coming year see flowers bloom all around you.
May the waning year have planted the seeds for good fortune,
And the coming year see flowers bloom all around you.
Edited (should not have written this right after getting up lol) 2024-02-10 12:04 (UTC)
[Okay, he's put this off long enough, and his moody nature has recovered from the (ridiculous and embarrassing) feeling of being spurned after seeing Inigo get along with that suspicious alchemist and not noticing Cat silently making a face at him that was definitely not some form of pining for friendship.
But, uh... What...is that that people...say...to someone that a part of them has attacked, when all they've done is be kind...? New territory, for Cat. He thinks, at least, that it would probably be new territory for most people.]
i hope you didnt take what "i" said or did too personally
it wasnt really me
But, uh... What...is that that people...say...to someone that a part of them has attacked, when all they've done is be kind...? New territory, for Cat. He thinks, at least, that it would probably be new territory for most people.]
i hope you didnt take what "i" said or did too personally
it wasnt really me
[ .. oh.
Inigo feels pretty surprised when he suddenly finds this message waiting for him. Really, even though he had some bad experiences back when the town shifted like that, he didn't really expect anyone to apologize for it. Most people couldn't really help it, after all. Inigo never blamed a single person for what they did under the influence of this place.
And yet.. there it is. A kind of apology. A clarification, at least. The blue-haired guy has to stare at the words for a few moments, unsure what to do about them. Unsure how to even reply. ]
I know.
Of course you wouldn't say that sort of stuff to people. You're nicer than that.
[ A pause, and then another message joins the last one. ]
I must admit I am fairly surprised you even went out of your way to clarify! I would hope you know that I think you are a much better person than that.
Inigo feels pretty surprised when he suddenly finds this message waiting for him. Really, even though he had some bad experiences back when the town shifted like that, he didn't really expect anyone to apologize for it. Most people couldn't really help it, after all. Inigo never blamed a single person for what they did under the influence of this place.
And yet.. there it is. A kind of apology. A clarification, at least. The blue-haired guy has to stare at the words for a few moments, unsure what to do about them. Unsure how to even reply. ]
I know.
Of course you wouldn't say that sort of stuff to people. You're nicer than that.
[ A pause, and then another message joins the last one. ]
I must admit I am fairly surprised you even went out of your way to clarify! I would hope you know that I think you are a much better person than that.
[ .. huh. ]
You mean sparring?
I mean, I would not be opposed, I just did not imagine you would want to do such a thing with me of all people.
You mean sparring?
I mean, I would not be opposed, I just did not imagine you would want to do such a thing with me of all people.
[ ooc : open logs will be posted on the 6th and 7th of July, where players can make their own toplevels and tag into others! 🥳 ]
Li Lianhua has only enough time to see the wild forest burst from his precious vegetable seedlings and cast the hill that houses his home into eerie, suffocating twilight, before he hears the call of the Green Knight. Already half a ghost and only clinging to this life with feeble roots and a flower for a name, that call overtakes him in an instant.
Unlike most of the other thralls, this one is not violent and makes no attempt to seek out a fight or weapons with which to serve the Knight. This one only wanders between the trees and along the banks of the lake, seemingly purposeless, like he can no longer be himself but not quite anything else either. His eyes are dull, devoid of comprehension and emotion, his ashen skin covered in spiderwebs of green veins, like the poison suffusing his body is outwardly visible for once. He walks slowly and silently, except for the occasional stumble and raw cough of a body that should really be allowed to take a rest by now, but continues on driven by some other will.
Unlike most of the other thralls, this one is not violent and makes no attempt to seek out a fight or weapons with which to serve the Knight. This one only wanders between the trees and along the banks of the lake, seemingly purposeless, like he can no longer be himself but not quite anything else either. His eyes are dull, devoid of comprehension and emotion, his ashen skin covered in spiderwebs of green veins, like the poison suffusing his body is outwardly visible for once. He walks slowly and silently, except for the occasional stumble and raw cough of a body that should really be allowed to take a rest by now, but continues on driven by some other will.
Inigo is - thankfully - still himself. It seems that his own condition does not fit the conditions of the knight's curse neatly enough for him to end up under its thrall. After all, even if Inigo lives as if he's either dead or about to die, he's still very much alive right now.
So he wanders through the greenery as himself-- just on edge. He's drawn his sword out of its sheath already, just in case he might run into something by surprise. There's an atmosphere hanging over these woods that he really doesn't like. It feels like something bad is about to happen.
.. maybe that was his instinct telling him about what happened to Li Lianhua, considering it feels like his heart skips a beat in shock and worry when he spots the other's form.
"What..?"
And, more notably, how awful that form looks.
"Li Lianhua..?" Inigo says. He lowers his sword, but he's still holding it in one hand as he stares at the other with big, worried eyes. "What's-- Are you alright?"
So he wanders through the greenery as himself-- just on edge. He's drawn his sword out of its sheath already, just in case he might run into something by surprise. There's an atmosphere hanging over these woods that he really doesn't like. It feels like something bad is about to happen.
.. maybe that was his instinct telling him about what happened to Li Lianhua, considering it feels like his heart skips a beat in shock and worry when he spots the other's form.
"What..?"
And, more notably, how awful that form looks.
"Li Lianhua..?" Inigo says. He lowers his sword, but he's still holding it in one hand as he stares at the other with big, worried eyes. "What's-- Are you alright?"
Mr Inigo?
It's Basil! I hope that you're doing okay.
The flowers that you asked for are ready to start budding. It'll take a little while longer for them to mature, but I have a pot ready for you if you're interested in them!
It's Basil! I hope that you're doing okay.
The flowers that you asked for are ready to start budding. It'll take a little while longer for them to mature, but I have a pot ready for you if you're interested in them!
Edited 2024-08-04 04:33 (UTC)
Basil, it's so good to hear from you!
What do you think is the best way to go about this? I could come see you to pick up the pot, especially if it might be too heavy for you to carry around town. Or otherwise you can come to me, if you'd insist.
But I truly do not mind coming to see you! I have time, even right now if necessary.
What do you think is the best way to go about this? I could come see you to pick up the pot, especially if it might be too heavy for you to carry around town. Or otherwise you can come to me, if you'd insist.
But I truly do not mind coming to see you! I have time, even right now if necessary.
Dear firefly,
I would like to extend an invitation for you. Our feline friend doesn't know it yet, but will be celebrating his birthday on the 10th of this month. I'm sure he'd be delighted to have you present for the occasion.
If you'd like to attend, please come to the Stone Dragon cafe at noon that day. Gifts are not required, but I'm sure he would appreciate those as well.
I would like to extend an invitation for you. Our feline friend doesn't know it yet, but will be celebrating his birthday on the 10th of this month. I'm sure he'd be delighted to have you present for the occasion.
If you'd like to attend, please come to the Stone Dragon cafe at noon that day. Gifts are not required, but I'm sure he would appreciate those as well.
[ .. firefly, huh? So he was right in thinking that's where that came from, at least! He's still a little bit curious why the two of them were talking about him in the first place, really..
But there's more important things to be addressed here, clearly. ]
Of course I will make sure to be there! And I will also similarly make sure to bring a gift.
I could think of a gift myself, but I wanted to ask you, just in case. Are you aware of anything in particular he might enjoy? I want to make sure to bring him a gift that would make him happy, and you two seem to know each other well!
But there's more important things to be addressed here, clearly. ]
Of course I will make sure to be there! And I will also similarly make sure to bring a gift.
I could think of a gift myself, but I wanted to ask you, just in case. Are you aware of anything in particular he might enjoy? I want to make sure to bring him a gift that would make him happy, and you two seem to know each other well!
[ BB has this: I did it, I'm a big girl now - face on as she is texting Inigo. Anyway, this is post this. ]
Hey, wanted to let you know Webby is okay. I managed to sneak a peak of her before she ran off and got away. So at least she is alive and well, very fierce too!! That is our Webby ~ ♡!!!
Anyway, she will be fine.
If anything, if it were you out there I'd be more worried tbh ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Hey, wanted to let you know Webby is okay. I managed to sneak a peak of her before she ran off and got away. So at least she is alive and well, very fierce too!! That is our Webby ~ ♡!!!
Anyway, she will be fine.
If anything, if it were you out there I'd be more worried tbh ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Edited 2024-09-04 04:35 (UTC)
Thank you, BB. That really means a lot to me. I know Webby is really tough, it's just hard to not be worried about her when she's out there all by herself, you know?
[ .. is he ignoring that last comment on purpose? Is it just coincidence?
Who knows! Especially when the thing Inigo adds to his message is actually: ]
If I may ask, what do you make of this entire situation surrounding her?
[ .. is he ignoring that last comment on purpose? Is it just coincidence?
Who knows! Especially when the thing Inigo adds to his message is actually: ]
If I may ask, what do you make of this entire situation surrounding her?
[ Well, it took her some time to get around to doing this. Between time loops, timey wimey stuff, and all other shenanigans occurring at any given time. ]
Hi Senpai ~ ♡! Are you free atm ( ╹ -╹)?
Hi Senpai ~ ♡! Are you free atm ( ╹ -╹)?
Me? Of course. Anytime, if it's for you.
[ .. sorry, BB. At least you likely know at this point that Inigo is just Like This. Forget the fact that the past while has been incredibly chaotic - there's no way Inigo wouldn't immediately make time for a friend if they need it. ]
Is something going on? Did you wish to see me?
[ .. sorry, BB. At least you likely know at this point that Inigo is just Like This. Forget the fact that the past while has been incredibly chaotic - there's no way Inigo wouldn't immediately make time for a friend if they need it. ]
Is something going on? Did you wish to see me?
[It's only the second night back from the varied timelines -- only, as if Cat hadn't had to fight himself from calling Inigo the night before, and had soothed himself instead by going back to the room they'd shared together for...however long it had been, back in that desolate world.
He still doesn't call, though. He doesn't need to yowl like his namesake while seeking a companion. A text will do. Much more dignified, surely, since it doesn't demand Inigo's attention, should he be managing to sleep, unlike Cat.]
Are you awake?
He still doesn't call, though. He doesn't need to yowl like his namesake while seeking a companion. A text will do. Much more dignified, surely, since it doesn't demand Inigo's attention, should he be managing to sleep, unlike Cat.]
Are you awake?
Edited 2024-09-25 03:29 (UTC)
Yes.
[ The reply arrives not fully instantaneously, but there can't have been more than ten seconds between the reply arriving on Inigo's end and his own reply being sent off back towards Cat.
Despite the time of night, strangely enough. It seems like Inigo is also still awake, for some reason or another.
The single-worded message is joined by another, a moment later. ]
Why? Is everything alright?
[ The reply arrives not fully instantaneously, but there can't have been more than ten seconds between the reply arriving on Inigo's end and his own reply being sent off back towards Cat.
Despite the time of night, strangely enough. It seems like Inigo is also still awake, for some reason or another.
The single-worded message is joined by another, a moment later. ]
Why? Is everything alright?
[Two days after the return of everyone from their respective futures, the mail mice will deliver a somewhat amateurishly made white paper rabbit to Inigo, as well as a little red envelope not unlike the one he received in spring.]
People see joys and sorrows, partings and reunions,
The moon sees clear sky and clouds, fullness and emptiness,
These matters of old have been troubling.
Wishing for people to have enough time,
A thousand miles apart, united by the radiant moon.
If you're asking what a rabbit has to do with the moon, stop by Li Lianhua's house on the evening of the next full moon. All you'll be troubled to bring is a good appetite and enough time to share a cup of wine with friends.
People see joys and sorrows, partings and reunions,
The moon sees clear sky and clouds, fullness and emptiness,
These matters of old have been troubling.
Wishing for people to have enough time,
A thousand miles apart, united by the radiant moon.
If you're asking what a rabbit has to do with the moon, stop by Li Lianhua's house on the evening of the next full moon. All you'll be troubled to bring is a good appetite and enough time to share a cup of wine with friends.
[ .. oh, this is.. actually kind of cute.
Inigo isn't too sure how well he's coping with suddenly being thrown back into this world after everything that had happened in that awful future, but it's not like he's going to let that show to anyone else - not even to someone who had been through all of that with him.
It's why he opts for sending a text, rather than a voice message - nothing that could betray his tone or facial expression. ]
Thank you for the cute present and the poem.
I will make sure to be there.
Inigo isn't too sure how well he's coping with suddenly being thrown back into this world after everything that had happened in that awful future, but it's not like he's going to let that show to anyone else - not even to someone who had been through all of that with him.
It's why he opts for sending a text, rather than a voice message - nothing that could betray his tone or facial expression. ]
Thank you for the cute present and the poem.
I will make sure to be there.
(╥﹏╥) BB just saw a naked man with a towel on bc they misfired a text to me BBS EYES!!!! SHE WANTS TO UNSEE IT!!!! SHE WAS SAVING HER VIRGIN EYES TO SEE SENPAI NAKED IN A TOWEL ONE DAY!!!!!! BB HATES THIS!! VAEROS SEND ME YOUR NETWORK SO I CAN FIX IT!!!! .·°՞(¯□¯)՞°·.
[ It doesn't help that Inigo doesn't know what 'misfiring' means in this context, huh..
So even though his brain still needs a moment to process the rest of that and make it make sense in his mind, it then does immediately jump to one particular conclusion. ]
Wait, someone forced a naked image of themselves on you?! BB, who was it?!
I will fight them for you if I have to! For your honor!!
So even though his brain still needs a moment to process the rest of that and make it make sense in his mind, it then does immediately jump to one particular conclusion. ]
Wait, someone forced a naked image of themselves on you?! BB, who was it?!
I will fight them for you if I have to! For your honor!!
action, sort of; backdated to around... Sept 20th-ish?
fragmentaryblue
2024-10-07 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
[One morning, a week or so after the timelines have been repaired, Inigo will find a gift set on his doorstep. It is a flower pot of moderate size, too large for a window sill but still light enough to lift. Growing up from this flowerpot is a nameless wildflower with large slender leaves and a bud just about to open. A note has been carefully placed against the bottom of the plant's stalk:]
A flower for a firefly. May the single flower in this pot remind you that there is only one of you. Please take care good of it.
Instructions for care: Place in a sunny location, water only when the soil becomes dry. Ask for help when you need it.
A flower for a firefly. May the single flower in this pot remind you that there is only one of you. Please take care good of it.
Instructions for care: Place in a sunny location, water only when the soil becomes dry. Ask for help when you need it.
[ About half a day or so later - considering Inigo had to find the gift, actually move it inside and negotiate for a good spot in the house for it with his roommates and all of that - Blue will receive a message on her device.
The initial one is just an image without text. If opened, it shows the flower pot having been put on its own little side table in front of a window, the note no longer present.
The next message comes right after, this time consisting of just text: ]
How are you doing?
The initial one is just an image without text. If opened, it shows the flower pot having been put on its own little side table in front of a window, the note no longer present.
The next message comes right after, this time consisting of just text: ]
How are you doing?
[...Ah. The day's events had been draining, to say the least (oocly, even), but given the fact that it wasn't only immediately after they returned to this timeline that Cat has sought out Inigo's company late at night -- for kisses, yes, but sometimes even just conversation -- there should be one more person he fills in on the current situation.]
iris is going to be staying at my place for a while
she got herself dick
[Phew, all taken care o -- WAIT WAIT WAIT]
SICK
iris is going to be staying at my place for a while
she got herself dick
[Phew, all taken care o -- WAIT WAIT WAIT]
SICK
[ Sent so quickly after the last message that it's likely Inigo didn't see the correcting message yet before he was already almost finished with his reply: ]
SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND???????
[ He can't even focus on the anti-booty call-ness of it all. He's too distracted by this. ]
SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND???????
[ He can't even focus on the anti-booty call-ness of it all. He's too distracted by this. ]
10/13 ish ( CW: BB crimes... ) shuts my eyes hi jelle ready for some S&M
devilishkouhai
2024-10-08 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ BB spent the greater day watching him, the same way you would when watching the winds bristle against the petals of a flower, or, how the newly changed leaves turn yellow and become swept away by the wind therein. The entity here, that usually did nothing more than watch the world as it turned on its axis. It did the most familiar thing that it could do when it knew something was out of its reach and unattainable.
Having spent the latter few weeks trying to understand what it meant to have purity and be pure among other things... While also, laughing so much about it. Of course, BB understood the concept of purity more than anyone here, but she still felt lost at the same time in regards to it. Especially when it came to her as an entity and purity itself as a whole.
Perhaps, Sakura is pure, and yet this BB was never a Sakura in the first place.
Except for that one time, she was.
It was her first and only time in this unit's existence as a Sakura, and for once, whereupon Inigo mentioned her purity, BB thought about it with her existence in mind. The blank slate that she had become as Sakura, and what it felt to be absolutely disconnected and reset away from everything. This had BB thinking way too much about it. If BB was someone made up of trash in the first place, was she ever pure to begin with?
BB was a malignant existence and always had been. Even chauffering around the concept of Advent Beast for a time under the Imaginary Sea. With Kiara's looming demise, ever a crossing threat, and her hunger for BB's existence, ever a turbulent prospect always sat at her chest. Watching there, as she worked in silence as her beautiful Meltryllis grows way beyond her own expectations. Streaming across the sea, and learning what it meant to be in love.
To give yourself up for love.
BB watches him often for many reasons: out of love here too, yes, but out of curiosity the most. She can feel the truth of something hidden away that gnaws at her the way one calls a hunch, but for her, it is just calculated circumstances. BB is ever mindful and watchful over humanity, but there are a certain few who grip her attention, and he is one of those few.
With his age and lack of bitterness, BB was convinced he was less human than she was.
What a joke to be full of all things kindly, and not chaffed with bitterness?
Watching again, here, he is, as this one either lost it or can't find it. Far too easy and readied to decorate it with a bow, and name it something else. Heroism.
BB watches him so curiously, gentler eyes not afforded to anyone else within Sominus, wondering when he will give out. Wondered when Maruki would give out, and saw that he lasted no less than a month as he did...
It irks her, the feelings inside of her chest that beget something infuriating, and BB knows she wants to contend with stepping in. When that is not her way, as the moon looking down below.
All that she knows is that shefeels she does not want to see him change the way that he is; there is something there that she wants to believe. Is real.
Something there that fixates her as his existence being human...
I want you to be real.
It feels as if feeling is not enough here, to make it real.
BB watches, and she can do nothing else from afar. Finally, she decides that she has had enough of this watching, waiting, and doing nothing else. What she wants to be hers will be hers, if not one way then another. She has forsaken Chaldea in this moment, she will never go back again.
If BB understands that he is a human who either idolizes purity or represents it himself, then let her be the thing that absorbs all that is evil and all that is ugly for him.
If I can absolve you of all evils, then so be it. Evil I shall become.
Why go against one's own nature?
It's so foolish to try.
And then the world turns off, and there is nothing else again.
Why does no one understand how fleeting their existence are here? Why does no one understand how improbable this universe is? How easy it is to tear apart, how easy it is to be undone and unmade again - what it is that they are here. They cannot be reformed anywhere else; every single one of them dies the moment they are returned home. Memories made, gone. Existences frayed and purposes taken away - why does no one understand the absolute loneliness that comes with knowing how easy this dream world they all stand in, won't be for long?
And then we are back again.
BB decides she does not care, and she decides. What is hers is hers.... No matter the name that is put on it. As long as he is happy, she does not care what he takes and what is given to him. As long as she can be there beside him, she does to care how he treats her. Does not care, if he makes her the enemy, does not care, if she becomes nothing more then a bunny to be held, does not care if she was nothing but his glory hole, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, ḋ̷̢̡̗͙̞̤͈̠̩̠̫̤͇̫͇̽̋̈̆̓͌͆͂̔̔́̚͘͠o̴̝͓̅̈̍̐́̂͒͂̏͋͛̽̂̈́̈́͜͠͝é̸̖̱̦͐̅͐̒͛̽̑̀͐͆͐͊̓̆͠ś̶͔̣̻̝̪͉̙̯̜̗̪͇̼̣̒͛̒̃̎̀̈̍̎͑͋͆͗̉̕͜͠ ̶̡̡̡̳͉̱͓̙̜͇̳̩͔̻͎̟̰̾̒͋̉͝ṋ̵̜̺̳́͒̇͊̿̚̕ó̴̩̞͈͔̭̜͉͇̜̜͚͓͊͌̆̿̔̎͛̋̊͒̃̈̚t̷̢̛̞̞̻͓͊́͂̌̋̉́́͑̌̾͆̆̕ ̴̦͚͔̞́͊c̷̼̯͇͔̄̂͐͗ā̷̢̫̯͋̑̆̐̓̚̕͠r̴̨̧͉͉͍͉̙̠̲͚͖̘͍̞͐̇́̔̈́̀͊ͅe̴̫̥͇̽͊ - ]
. . .
[ There she is now at his window, staring there at him. Pulling out her phone with a means to grab his attention. ]
Look @ your window
[ BB seems to smile and wave to him, a touch of somberness. Yet a daunting, intense feeling can be found there hidden in the smile on her face. So long as he looks at her, and her at him. BB then opens her mouth to let out some hot breath against the window.
It is colder now at night, with fall coming upon them. This allowed her to draw and write backward where the fog sat for him to read the following message: Let me in, please? ₍ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ]
Having spent the latter few weeks trying to understand what it meant to have purity and be pure among other things... While also, laughing so much about it. Of course, BB understood the concept of purity more than anyone here, but she still felt lost at the same time in regards to it. Especially when it came to her as an entity and purity itself as a whole.
Perhaps, Sakura is pure, and yet this BB was never a Sakura in the first place.
Except for that one time, she was.
It was her first and only time in this unit's existence as a Sakura, and for once, whereupon Inigo mentioned her purity, BB thought about it with her existence in mind. The blank slate that she had become as Sakura, and what it felt to be absolutely disconnected and reset away from everything. This had BB thinking way too much about it. If BB was someone made up of trash in the first place, was she ever pure to begin with?
BB was a malignant existence and always had been. Even chauffering around the concept of Advent Beast for a time under the Imaginary Sea. With Kiara's looming demise, ever a crossing threat, and her hunger for BB's existence, ever a turbulent prospect always sat at her chest. Watching there, as she worked in silence as her beautiful Meltryllis grows way beyond her own expectations. Streaming across the sea, and learning what it meant to be in love.
To give yourself up for love.
Like mother like daughter, it would seem.
BB watches him often for many reasons: out of love here too, yes, but out of curiosity the most. She can feel the truth of something hidden away that gnaws at her the way one calls a hunch, but for her, it is just calculated circumstances. BB is ever mindful and watchful over humanity, but there are a certain few who grip her attention, and he is one of those few.
What a joke to be full of all things kindly, and not chaffed with bitterness?
Most humans, by this front, when faced with something horrendous,
erode away and become something else.
She watches as Webby falls apart, wondering when that human will lose their way.
Fighting for them to not.
Wanting for the mto recall themself.
Don't become the thing that tries to make you lesser than it.
Watching again, here, he is, as this one either lost it or can't find it. Far too easy and readied to decorate it with a bow, and name it something else. Heroism.
BB watches him so curiously, gentler eyes not afforded to anyone else within Sominus, wondering when he will give out. Wondered when Maruki would give out, and saw that he lasted no less than a month as he did...
It irks her, the feelings inside of her chest that beget something infuriating, and BB knows she wants to contend with stepping in. When that is not her way, as the moon looking down below.
All that she knows is that shefeels she does not want to see him change the way that he is; there is something there that she wants to believe. Is real.
Something there that fixates her as his existence being human...
The same way a young girl, wants to believe heroes are real.
It feels as if feeling is not enough here, to make it real.
BB watches, and she can do nothing else from afar. Finally, she decides that she has had enough of this watching, waiting, and doing nothing else. What she wants to be hers will be hers, if not one way then another. She has forsaken Chaldea in this moment, she will never go back again.
If BB understands that he is a human who either idolizes purity or represents it himself, then let her be the thing that absorbs all that is evil and all that is ugly for him.
She did it before.
Let her do it again.
It's so foolish to try.
Why does no one understand how fleeting their existence are here? Why does no one understand how improbable this universe is? How easy it is to tear apart, how easy it is to be undone and unmade again - what it is that they are here. They cannot be reformed anywhere else; every single one of them dies the moment they are returned home. Memories made, gone. Existences frayed and purposes taken away - why does no one understand the absolute loneliness that comes with knowing how easy this dream world they all stand in, won't be for long?
BB decides she does not care, and she decides. What is hers is hers.... No matter the name that is put on it. As long as he is happy, she does not care what he takes and what is given to him. As long as she can be there beside him, she does to care how he treats her. Does not care, if he makes her the enemy, does not care, if she becomes nothing more then a bunny to be held, does not care if she was nothing but his glory hole, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, does not care, ḋ̷̢̡̗͙̞̤͈̠̩̠̫̤͇̫͇̽̋̈̆̓͌͆͂̔̔́̚͘͠o̴̝͓̅̈̍̐́̂͒͂̏͋͛̽̂̈́̈́͜͠͝é̸̖̱̦͐̅͐̒͛̽̑̀͐͆͐͊̓̆͠ś̶͔̣̻̝̪͉̙̯̜̗̪͇̼̣̒͛̒̃̎̀̈̍̎͑͋͆͗̉̕͜͠ ̶̡̡̡̳͉̱͓̙̜͇̳̩͔̻͎̟̰̾̒͋̉͝ṋ̵̜̺̳́͒̇͊̿̚̕ó̴̩̞͈͔̭̜͉͇̜̜͚͓͊͌̆̿̔̎͛̋̊͒̃̈̚t̷̢̛̞̞̻͓͊́͂̌̋̉́́͑̌̾͆̆̕ ̴̦͚͔̞́͊c̷̼̯͇͔̄̂͐͗ā̷̢̫̯͋̑̆̐̓̚̕͠r̴̨̧͉͉͍͉̙̠̲͚͖̘͍̞͐̇́̔̈́̀͊ͅe̴̫̥͇̽͊ - ]
. . .
[ There she is now at his window, staring there at him. Pulling out her phone with a means to grab his attention. ]
Look @ your window
[ BB seems to smile and wave to him, a touch of somberness. Yet a daunting, intense feeling can be found there hidden in the smile on her face. So long as he looks at her, and her at him. BB then opens her mouth to let out some hot breath against the window.
It is colder now at night, with fall coming upon them. This allowed her to draw and write backward where the fog sat for him to read the following message: Let me in, please? ₍ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ]
Edited (timeline HAS FIXED) 2024-10-10 23:00 (UTC)
[ Of course Inigo has no idea that any of this is happening. There are rare moments where he can be perceptive, sure, but those moments usually happen when he's one on one with someone. When he's paying close attention to everything. Their emotions, their facial expressions-- but this case is different. Inigo is not perceptive enough to notice she's watching him. Especially when he doesn't expect anyone to do so in the first place.
After all, who is he for anyone to pay this much attention to him? He wouldn't even be able to imagine it, let alone anticipate it. As BB watches him live his life, Inigo doesn't notice one bit of it.
He only notices when she draws attention to it. The message, first, and then his gaze moving over to the window - and the boy's eyes growing wide when he realizes she's outside. He's already rushing over before she's fully done writing on the window, opening it up like he's in a rush. ]
What are you doing out there?! [ There's no offense in the words, no worry about her watching him. Instead he just sounds worried for her. ] It's way too cold! Hurry up and get in!
[ It doesn't matter that BB is an AI - mostly because Inigo hasn't fully grasped the concept. To him, she's just a person. Someone complicated, someone he can't always understand, but surely someone who can get cold and tired standing out in the cold by themselves at night.
He's even gentlemanly enough to help her through the window, no matter whether she needs it or not. ]
Seriously, BB, you could've just knocked on the door.. [ Or told him you were coming over! He would have been prepared!! ]
After all, who is he for anyone to pay this much attention to him? He wouldn't even be able to imagine it, let alone anticipate it. As BB watches him live his life, Inigo doesn't notice one bit of it.
He only notices when she draws attention to it. The message, first, and then his gaze moving over to the window - and the boy's eyes growing wide when he realizes she's outside. He's already rushing over before she's fully done writing on the window, opening it up like he's in a rush. ]
What are you doing out there?! [ There's no offense in the words, no worry about her watching him. Instead he just sounds worried for her. ] It's way too cold! Hurry up and get in!
[ It doesn't matter that BB is an AI - mostly because Inigo hasn't fully grasped the concept. To him, she's just a person. Someone complicated, someone he can't always understand, but surely someone who can get cold and tired standing out in the cold by themselves at night.
He's even gentlemanly enough to help her through the window, no matter whether she needs it or not. ]
Seriously, BB, you could've just knocked on the door.. [ Or told him you were coming over! He would have been prepared!! ]
'You don't have to reply,' Inigo had said, and while it made Cat uneasy, he decided to trust in that, instead focus-firing his other conversations to try and wrap them up before a certain other cat made doing so all but impossible. Even if he'd opened up a little to Izutsumi about his circumstances, he wasn't about to let her listen in on those. Before night falls, he makes sure that she's sent on her way so that he can finally, finally force out the words he'd been too afraid to share with the only one he feels able to. That definitely isn't her business.
Without his little kitten to soothe his nerves, though, Cat finds himself too anxious to eat anything for dinner, pacing his living room and touching the clock on the wall for what feels like forever but the ticking hands tell him isn't, just waiting for a knock at the door.
He...would come, right? He'd listen? And...and he...
Cat starts to run his hand through his hair but stops, curling his fingers tightly in the mussed, swept back bangs. He has to believe that there had been more to this, and that Inigo wouldn't let what that profile had said -- and didn't say -- change everything.
Without his little kitten to soothe his nerves, though, Cat finds himself too anxious to eat anything for dinner, pacing his living room and touching the clock on the wall for what feels like forever but the ticking hands tell him isn't, just waiting for a knock at the door.
He...would come, right? He'd listen? And...and he...
Cat starts to run his hand through his hair but stops, curling his fingers tightly in the mussed, swept back bangs. He has to believe that there had been more to this, and that Inigo wouldn't let what that profile had said -- and didn't say -- change everything.
Edited 2024-10-30 04:21 (UTC)
Honestly, even though Inigo did his best to act all cool about it on the network, he's been dreading this conversation. Not that it's keeping him from coming over altogether - he's not just going to ghost Cat, just because Inigo is a little bit nervous to have a conversation.
But the problem is that he's already pretty sure what the other wants to tell him. It's got to be that he wants to cut things off with Inigo, right? Not their friendship, hopefully, but everything else. Cat will tell him that he's got other people, and-- it'll be okay. Inigo will be okay with it. He'll be happy for him, and he knows he'll be genuinely happy. Cat deserves someone great to love him, so it only makes sense.
It's just that it'll hurt. Inigo knows it will.
So he doesn't run over for once. It almost feels like he has to instead drag his feet all the way over to Cat's place, and even when he's standing in front of the door, Inigo has to suck in a deep breath to prepare himself.
It's fine. It'll hurt, but it'll be for the better for Cat. So that makes it alright, doesn't it?
He knocks.
But the problem is that he's already pretty sure what the other wants to tell him. It's got to be that he wants to cut things off with Inigo, right? Not their friendship, hopefully, but everything else. Cat will tell him that he's got other people, and-- it'll be okay. Inigo will be okay with it. He'll be happy for him, and he knows he'll be genuinely happy. Cat deserves someone great to love him, so it only makes sense.
It's just that it'll hurt. Inigo knows it will.
So he doesn't run over for once. It almost feels like he has to instead drag his feet all the way over to Cat's place, and even when he's standing in front of the door, Inigo has to suck in a deep breath to prepare himself.
It's fine. It'll hurt, but it'll be for the better for Cat. So that makes it alright, doesn't it?
He knocks.
[Sometime between the 24th and the 25th (and who can really say which day or which hour with the endless darkness looming over them), a package is placed on the step of Inigo's residence. It is soft and bulky, of moderate size, wrapped in thick paper and tied with a string. A small card has been attached, with words inked in a vine-like script:]
For the warmth you've given me. Take care, Firefly.
- Iris
[Upon opening the gift, Inigo will find a long woolen coat, a shade of blue darker than his hair. It is warm and loose-fitting, perfect for layering, with a set of hazy iridescent buttons sewn down the front. If he's able to identify them by sight, they're made of abalone shell.]
For the warmth you've given me. Take care, Firefly.
- Iris
[Upon opening the gift, Inigo will find a long woolen coat, a shade of blue darker than his hair. It is warm and loose-fitting, perfect for layering, with a set of hazy iridescent buttons sewn down the front. If he's able to identify them by sight, they're made of abalone shell.]
[ It takes a little bit before Inigo truly realizes what this gift is about.
Not that he doesn't appreciate it right away. Of course he does. This is Inigo - he doesn't ever expect anything, so just a coat as a sign that someone is thinking about him means a lot to him, and it also means he actually properly bundles up a little bit more when going outside, compared to how sloppily he'd do it on his own accord..
But it's after a few days that he realizes something. Maybe it's the way the buttons catch the light, reminding him of something.
It's a shocking realization, and Inigo only barely manages to keep himself from running off to Blue's shop. Instead he takes out his device, sending off a half-panicked: ]
Can we talk?
[ Please don't let him wait for the answer, Blue, he is BUZZING with so many thoughts and feelings right now! ]
Not that he doesn't appreciate it right away. Of course he does. This is Inigo - he doesn't ever expect anything, so just a coat as a sign that someone is thinking about him means a lot to him, and it also means he actually properly bundles up a little bit more when going outside, compared to how sloppily he'd do it on his own accord..
But it's after a few days that he realizes something. Maybe it's the way the buttons catch the light, reminding him of something.
It's a shocking realization, and Inigo only barely manages to keep himself from running off to Blue's shop. Instead he takes out his device, sending off a half-panicked: ]
Can we talk?
[ Please don't let him wait for the answer, Blue, he is BUZZING with so many thoughts and feelings right now! ]
( Basil goes a bit more creative for Inigo. He drops off a flower crown, created with flowers with cooler colors to go with his hair -- there's darker shades of blues, and some whites.
With it, is a note carefully placed with the flower crown.
Inigo,
I don't know if you celebrate the holidays back at home, but I hope you enjoy this present... I used some magic to make sure that the flowers would remain intact no matter what.
Thank you for always being there for me, and reassuring me, too... You're a great friend.
Merry Christmas,
Basil. )
With it, is a note carefully placed with the flower crown.
Inigo,
I don't know if you celebrate the holidays back at home, but I hope you enjoy this present... I used some magic to make sure that the flowers would remain intact no matter what.
Thank you for always being there for me, and reassuring me, too... You're a great friend.
Merry Christmas,
Basil. )
[ Of course Inigo was already preparing a present for Basil, just a little bit more prepared for this tradition than he was last year - but before he can even deliver it, he does see the gift Basil got him first, and it definitely makes him smile. Especially the thoughtfulness of it all.
Basil, in turn, will receive an ice sculpture from Inigo. It's an ice sculpture of both Basil and Inigo - though scaled down a little! - sitting among a whole bunch of wildflowers, both with bright and genuine smiles on their faces.
The note included reads: ]
Sorry, I don't believe this one will hold for as long as your flowers will. But at least it will give you something to enjoy until the weather gets better, right? Something to tide you over!
Thank you for all the time you have shared with me, and for being my friend. I truly treasure it. I hope, more than anything, that you will be able to keep finding reasons to smile in this place.
And if you need a little bit of help with that, you know where to find me.
- Inigo
Basil, in turn, will receive an ice sculpture from Inigo. It's an ice sculpture of both Basil and Inigo - though scaled down a little! - sitting among a whole bunch of wildflowers, both with bright and genuine smiles on their faces.
The note included reads: ]
Sorry, I don't believe this one will hold for as long as your flowers will. But at least it will give you something to enjoy until the weather gets better, right? Something to tide you over!
Thank you for all the time you have shared with me, and for being my friend. I truly treasure it. I hope, more than anything, that you will be able to keep finding reasons to smile in this place.
And if you need a little bit of help with that, you know where to find me.
- Inigo
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