.... so yeah he's just coming right over, shuffling over to the garden area. vax is not amending his "keyleth would love this" vibe at all as he comes over and looks at the breakfast, which. honestly he could go for some bacon but the sight of food at all makes his stomach grumble. ]
Were you expecting visitors? [ taking the chair like a good boy... ]
[ oh, tea. almost automatically, he takes the cup, hand curling around it as he pulls the plate a bit closer in front of himself. what kind of tea is this... ]
... 's been going. [ a bit awkwardly, at first, but; ] Still getting used to - everything. It's not really what I expected when... well. It's not really what I was expecting.
[ and after a moment, he will start to pick at some of the food, ripping up a piece of the bread to dip it in jam. having to eat again. wild ] What about for you? We all just dropped on your doorstep, yeah? Literally.
[looks dark, and has an earthy smell. a little bit herbal. how familiar is vax with tea?]
Sugar and cream, if you want it. [the food is pretty good. it's blackberry jam.] We weren't expecting you, either, but it's a nice change of pace to see a few more faces around. A lot of change all at once, but that doesn't have to be a bad thing.
What is it you were expecting? [they seem to have picked up on him dancing around that.]
[ familiar in the "spent a year with the ashari and keyleth and they drink a lot of tea" way so....... vaguely??? sweats i don't know don't ask me that
but!! it's nice to eat real food that doesn't have zombie eyeballs in it, so. vax's brows raise briefly, and he will resume munching on the food once shale starts, listening.
and. yeah. pretty much immediately busted. he frowns down at the toast for a second longer, brows furrowing. what was he expecting? after finally accepting this for everything that it was worth - for saying his goodbyes, for seeing his mother and then getting to the work he promised on his borrowed time - he wasn't expecting to feel this lost, again.
vax chews on the inside of his cheek before he answers, eventually. ]
...Well. Some kind of necromancer or something, fighting against the reality of life and death. Some fucking direction, maybe. [ ... ] Something.
Edited ("does this tag sound like liam o brien" no it doesnt try again ) 2022-02-15 17:58 (UTC)
More like... I prepared myself for it, yeah? [ the words feel sticky, sort of; like he's processing it as it comes, brows furrowed. ] I was ready - after a long fucking time. And now...
[ and now it's just... gone, again. vax, freshly walking along the top step of the five steps of grief, tumbling back down again. seeing percy had been such an absolute shock that he wasn't sure how to deal with it - there's no handling even that level of enormity of emotion, of knowing that when he'd finally managed to disconnect enough to accept, he was thrust back into it again. he doesn't have the words to say that out loud, or even the courage.
it's a familiar feeling, and that might be the worst part of it. ] ...well. Now I'm controlling blue or something.
[ man that's a big ole emotional landmine to step into. yikes!
... anyway! with a snort: ] Necromancers are shit, though, you've got that right. [ oof is the correct reaction ]
[they listen. the statue's profile says they're a good listener, and it's clear why. they don't have much of a face and it's hard to see expressions, but they sit with their chin in their hand, still, radiating a little understanding.]
It's a lot of change all at once. That doesn't have to be a bad thing, but it's a thing. [they will take a sip of tea. odd for a statue to drink it, but they seem able to.] Controlling blue isn't a bad thing, either. Blue's a nice color.
[ this is weird - it feels a little uncomfortable to just talk about it like that, to come to the realization that he's right back where he started. vax reaches up, absently, to mess with the feather braided into his hair. ] ....it is, yeah.
[ blue is a nice color. blue is vexahlia, after all.
or maybe it is just a lot of change?
...after a long moment, he shakes his head and resumes eating, reaching for the distraction. ] 's your color? Green?
I can see that about you. Not just the growing, though. Or maybe it is, but growing in more of a metaphorical sense. ... I'm peaceful here. I have things to do that I feel are valuable. It isn't perfect, but I accept it for what it is, and tend to it a little where I feel I can make a difference.
And that's also a part of you.
[as for the question, they stop and seem to think about this for an unreasonably long amount of time without answering.]
[ HELP THIS PERCY ROAST he snorts into his tofu scramble ]
Makes perfect sense, yeah. The one I know's in the right place. [ percy your decisions
controlling everything in life though... that gets him to shake his head. ] Can't imagine needing to be in charge of everything that fucking badly. What's the point?
[their face is worn away, but there's something very calming about that. no judgment on a face that doesn't exist.]
Think that's what blue is, to the prism. Finding what's good in the bad and using it. Sometimes that's a lesson learned the hard way. Still learned it.
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.... so yeah he's just coming right over, shuffling over to the garden area. vax is not amending his "keyleth would love this" vibe at all as he comes over and looks at the breakfast, which. honestly he could go for some bacon but the sight of food at all makes his stomach grumble. ]
Were you expecting visitors? [ taking the chair like a good boy... ]
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[it does smell pretty tasty. they pour a cup of tea from an old teapot into a mug, and gesture at the plate without a chip.]
Sit. Tell me how it's been going.
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... 's been going. [ a bit awkwardly, at first, but; ] Still getting used to - everything. It's not really what I expected when... well. It's not really what I was expecting.
[ and after a moment, he will start to pick at some of the food, ripping up a piece of the bread to dip it in jam. having to eat again. wild ] What about for you? We all just dropped on your doorstep, yeah? Literally.
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[looks dark, and has an earthy smell. a little bit herbal. how familiar is vax with tea?]
Sugar and cream, if you want it. [the food is pretty good. it's blackberry jam.] We weren't expecting you, either, but it's a nice change of pace to see a few more faces around. A lot of change all at once, but that doesn't have to be a bad thing.
What is it you were expecting? [they seem to have picked up on him dancing around that.]
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but!! it's nice to eat real food that doesn't have zombie eyeballs in it, so. vax's brows raise briefly, and he will resume munching on the food once shale starts, listening.
and. yeah. pretty much immediately busted. he frowns down at the toast for a second longer, brows furrowing. what was he expecting? after finally accepting this for everything that it was worth - for saying his goodbyes, for seeing his mother and then getting to the work he promised on his borrowed time - he wasn't expecting to feel this lost, again.
vax chews on the inside of his cheek before he answers, eventually. ]
...Well. Some kind of necromancer or something, fighting against the reality of life and death. Some fucking direction, maybe. [ ... ] Something.
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You sound disappointed. Doesn't sound great to me. Necromancy... [oof.]
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[ vax looks down into the cup. ]
More like... I prepared myself for it, yeah? [ the words feel sticky, sort of; like he's processing it as it comes, brows furrowed. ] I was ready - after a long fucking time. And now...
[ and now it's just... gone, again. vax, freshly walking along the top step of the five steps of grief, tumbling back down again. seeing percy had been such an absolute shock that he wasn't sure how to deal with it - there's no handling even that level of enormity of emotion, of knowing that when he'd finally managed to disconnect enough to accept, he was thrust back into it again. he doesn't have the words to say that out loud, or even the courage.
it's a familiar feeling, and that might be the worst part of it. ] ...well. Now I'm controlling blue or something.
[ man that's a big ole emotional landmine to step into. yikes!
... anyway! with a snort: ] Necromancers are shit, though, you've got that right. [ oof is the correct reaction ]
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It's a lot of change all at once. That doesn't have to be a bad thing, but it's a thing. [they will take a sip of tea. odd for a statue to drink it, but they seem able to.] Controlling blue isn't a bad thing, either. Blue's a nice color.
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[ this is weird - it feels a little uncomfortable to just talk about it like that, to come to the realization that he's right back where he started. vax reaches up, absently, to mess with the feather braided into his hair. ] ....it is, yeah.
[ blue is a nice color. blue is vexahlia, after all.
or maybe it is just a lot of change?
...after a long moment, he shakes his head and resumes eating, reaching for the distraction. ] 's your color? Green?
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Well, there's other colors I like. Might even prefer. But the one here in the prism I'm most in tune with, that's green. Which makes sense to me.
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he nods, glancing past them. ]
Cause of the growing? I've got a little - I tried it, I can do the green one a little.
[ ... ]
...What would you prefer?
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And that's also a part of you.
[as for the question, they stop and seem to think about this for an unreasonably long amount of time without answering.]
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however then they just go still and like, ]
...Don't turn to a normal statue, now...
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... Yeah. I like pink best.
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...huh.
[ well
patience rewarded. he learned something new today! shale glad you're good ] Maybe some of the flowers grow pink? Bit of both, yeah?
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[a few flowers growing are pink, but the predominate color is green.]
'course, what pink means to the prism isn't really my cup of tea.
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Pink's... that's what Percival has, isn't it? Crystalline? What's it mean to the prism?
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[wow.]
I met one of them the other day. They said that it should be possible to control everything in life. Wild, right?
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Makes perfect sense, yeah. The one I know's in the right place. [ percy your decisions
controlling everything in life though... that gets him to shake his head. ] Can't imagine needing to be in charge of everything that fucking badly. What's the point?
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And sometimes even things we didn't want to happen aren't all bad in the long run. Don't you think so?
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...
he pauses for a moment, glancing up at where their face would be. ]
... I do, yeah. Sometimes it just takes a bit to get there. Think I learned that one the hard way.
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Think that's what blue is, to the prism. Finding what's good in the bad and using it. Sometimes that's a lesson learned the hard way. Still learned it.
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...nn. [ he can jive with that, though he doesn't say it. finding the good in the bad. making it through.
... ] What about red? That's the other one I've got, I think.
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...yeah, there's a code word for that one and everything.
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