[ much to everyone's chagrin, lavi never actually went to the infirmary but just as he said to the others, he will stop by and when he does, this is when she can run into him. he just had to wobble back to his dorm room for a bit to decompress. you know. normal things after All of That.
his neck will be patched up and bandaged and will give her a little wave when he spots her. ]
Young lad! [Wow, for this to be their second meeting] I must apologise for [partaking in his flesh? Sucking his blood? Hm]---the earlier incident. T'was...most terrible circumstances I hath forced you into. Art thou well now?
[She has bandages! So many bandages! And cute little bandaids with horse patterns on the. All for Lavi]
[ IT SURE IS THEIR SECOND MEETING... but he'll take all of the bandages from her with a small smile. ]
No need to apologize—I appreciate it, and I'm fine now. It's not the first time that someone's bitten me on the neck and tried to drink my blood. I'm just happy that this time it could be from a cute girl.
[ is this supposed to give her comfort? probably not but man. crazy that it happened more than once in his life. ]
You know, I doubt many of us here will tell you how thankful you are that you challenged what we were being told almost immediately. [ unless people have? i don't know what's happening in pc land. ] It sounded like an excruciating experience.
It was a bit different with him. He really wasn't a "real" vampire—if that's what you'd call yourself. [ ...wait. ] I won't turn because you bit me, will I?
Are there things that I should be looking out for?
[ he means this half seriously but he'll move from that topic because, well, there's nothing that he can do here about it really. ]
...this "Father" certainly does seem to be untouchable but I wonder how much longer that'll be for.
[She is aware. But Lavi seems like the kind not to push]
...yes. It was a show designed to make us aware of how easily he could take control of our lives. He wanted us...pitiful. I wont acknowledge a Father like that.
[ he won't but he absolutely, without a doubt, will remember it. also this is really funny now after the announcement. ]
I'd never acknowledge any kind of being that would behave like this. If they want to do something like this, then there's no reason to go around and be so cowardly about it.
[ he doesn't know the additional significance of coming here after he has been..."resurrected" but he does know that it's different from the last time that he visited it. admittedly, he's also different from the last time he visited it too. who knew so much could happen in a few days?
with him, for starters and mainly, he has to either travel as a shadow or by car. one is definitely far less discreet than the other but sometimes you don't want to be discreet. ...except right now, anyway. he's just casually "walking" along the walls and around the coffins. ]
[ Has Lavi ever seen Don Quixote so quiet and still? She sits there, back rigid at a coffin that also says 'Don Quixote', except the figure in it is a tall man, with long white hair, clad in red, a strange golden branch piercing through his chest. She gives a tiny hiccupping sound]
...Father...thy...this is not thy true form, is it?
he doesn't know what to do when women cry around him; he was useless before when he still had a proper physical body and now that he doesn't, it's even worse. and given the added situation, he feels like he's witnessing something he shouldn't.
(though he doesn't feel as guilty as he thinks he should be.)
with a soft "ahem" and clearing of his "throat", lavi will make it over towards don with "flowers" seemingly in his hands. or, at least, it'll look like a shadow silhouette of flowers. ]
...it is all a twisted illusion, is it not? [She looks up, rubbing her face. She's not ashamed of her tears. But her heart feels heavy knowing she doesn't even remember how he had come to be like this]
And yet...I can't help but be caught up in it, even knowing better.
What thou speaks has a certain logic to it. If this is an endless cycle of pain, suffering and sacrifices, it would account for many things. The nature of this world, the Dramaturge Esquire's attempts to assist...
Looks like part of the goal, if it wasn't before, would be a way to end this cycle. It wouldn't feel right to be able to escape knowing others would just be dragged in.
[ you know. unless you're people who don't care about others which is fine, i guess?? but she hardly seems like that type. ]
[ oh, to see her rub her tears away and simply be a shadow (or potentially car) makes the fact that he's just a simple shadow that much worse. intangible in every way and unable to interact with anything. ]
Knowing that it is, doesn't make it any easier, I imagine.
[ he'll slide over closer to the coffin that she had been crying over to get a better look. you know, since it'd help to contextualize things. ]
You can tell yourself a bunch of things but sometimes the heart will just believe what it will regardless of what the mind says.
[The man in the coffin looks nothing like Don Quixote. But if Lavi looks closely, he'll see the skin around the man's eyes twisted and mangled, as if a mask had been burned into place there, once upon a time. There's no missing the guilt in the living Don Quixote's eyes, as she presses her forehead to the coffin]
Verily...thou speaks with wisdom. 'Tis is not real...yet, I remember him looking like this very clearly. I remember the guilt that burned away my dream and awakened my memories. I had...abandoned him in his time of greatest need. [Nevermind, she had been forced away, lead away with Bari's aid and Don Quixote's command] But he still saw me as his Child, his little 'Sancho'. This is a reminder of how I hath sinned.
Doth thou think the Dramaturge Esquire could aid us? They had put an end to my initial suffering, and kept its destruction from raining out further than our comprehension.
[Surely, this was a most valuable ally in all of this!!]
[ lavi doesn't know what to say not simply because this is a situation that he's ill-fitted for but he has a vague remembrance that the last time he tried to speak about this he only made it worse for someone.
(who was that person? what did he say that time?)
so he takes his time to allow don to explain herself fully and to feel the weight of her confession. the very real guilt that she still feels and allows to haunt her. eventually, he'll come to a conclusion and take a leap. ]
At least you are alive right now to talk about him. If he saw you as his child then it'd only be natural that he would want you to be safe.
[ ... ]
He'd probably would want you to keep on walking forward, sins and all.
[The words bring warmth to her even though he doesn't know the truth of the matter; that Don Quixote had tried to lure his wayward Sancho back to his side, after breaking under centuries of torture. That he had trapped all his other Kindred to keep humanity safe, yet that had frayed his control in the end.
That Dante and the others had spoken true, and brought a sliver of light back into Don Quixote they believed in.
And she knew her father well]
...Forsooth. When mine father was at his brightest, he was only ever capable of wishing and wanting the best in all his Children. Even the ones that betrayed him. The one that abandoned and forgot him, despite carrying a shard of his dream.
I wish he was alive to hear the things I wanted to say.
I guess their story deserves some empathy but... [ he'll rub the back of his head (since he's neck is still injured here). yes, he knows how cynical he sounds here but sometimes you just have to say the words. ] If you spin a story enough, you can draw sympathy from anyone.
[ not me looking at this pc and what is going to happen in week 3. not at all...the irony of this and the woe as me for not being able to keep up with things. nevertheless, lavi is going to be mindful of what she says here about her father and how she describes him.
he could almost pity a man who was that kind. ]
I don't know what the afterlife is like in your world, but maybe there is a way that you can get your message to him.
[ hmm. ]
I've met a people that wrote letters to those who have died and burned them when they were done; they believe that the destroyed letters will be able to reach them in the afterlife.
[:) the irony is deep but at least Lavi will get to Know. The ache eases for just a moment. If she could apologise for whatever it was that was missing...]
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week one
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his neck will be patched up and bandaged and will give her a little wave when he spots her. ]
Yo.
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[She has bandages! So many bandages! And cute little bandaids with horse patterns on the. All for Lavi]
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No need to apologize—I appreciate it, and I'm fine now. It's not the first time that someone's bitten me on the neck and tried to drink my blood. I'm just happy that this time it could be from a cute girl.
[ is this supposed to give her comfort? probably not but man. crazy that it happened more than once in his life. ]
You know, I doubt many of us here will tell you how thankful you are that you challenged what we were being told almost immediately. [ unless people have? i don't know what's happening in pc land. ] It sounded like an excruciating experience.
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'Twas an experience thou hast experienced before...yet thou did not turn?
[Confusion intensifies and no one else has been trying to break things. Quixotegate remains intact, till another takes its place]
...Mm. We appear to be under a true tyrant's control, his reach beyond anything one could naturally fathom.
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It was a bit different with him. He really wasn't a "real" vampire—if that's what you'd call yourself. [ ...wait. ] I won't turn because you bit me, will I?
Are there things that I should be looking out for?
[ he means this half seriously but he'll move from that topic because, well, there's nothing that he can do here about it really. ]
...this "Father" certainly does seem to be untouchable but I wonder how much longer that'll be for.
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[ Don Quixote was just thirsty...]
...I wonder. 'Twas clear as anything he could hath killed us all in that moment.
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[ ... ]
In theory and if we're supposed to believe every single thing, then he could kill any of us at any point of time if he wanted to.
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...yes. It was a show designed to make us aware of how easily he could take control of our lives. He wanted us...pitiful. I wont acknowledge a Father like that.
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I'd never acknowledge any kind of being that would behave like this. If they want to do something like this, then there's no reason to go around and be so cowardly about it.
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'Tch. A villain hath no pride or courage. Else, they would hath simply been direct about their needs to begin with.
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...or maybe they're the worst kind of villain. The one that plays with their "food" before they kill them all anyway.
Pride, courage, cowardliness... It doesn't matter much to those guys. They simply just off on people's reactions.
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'Tis as we are...merely entertainment for Him. I wonder, those faceless people...do they perceive us as anything more?
MY MISSING WORD *get off....
I'd say they don't. They come off as the sort that don't bother to worry about morality. If they were even real people to start off with.
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[Curious]
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[ ... ]
I'd think of them as echoes of a person or a group of people.
week two, let's go with tuesday!
with him, for starters and mainly, he has to either travel as a shadow or by car. one is definitely far less discreet than the other but sometimes you don't want to be discreet. ...except right now, anyway. he's just casually "walking" along the walls and around the coffins. ]
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...Father...thy...this is not thy true form, is it?
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It doth seem that way, no? Echoes of people past.
[A pause as her gaze focuses a little more]
Ghosts of those lost here? Those that failed.
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he doesn't know what to do when women cry around him; he was useless before when he still had a proper physical body and now that he doesn't, it's even worse. and given the added situation, he feels like he's witnessing something he shouldn't.
(though he doesn't feel as guilty as he thinks he should be.)
with a soft "ahem" and clearing of his "throat", lavi will make it over towards don with "flowers" seemingly in his hands. or, at least, it'll look like a shadow silhouette of flowers. ]
You...shouldn't trust everything you see here.
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It would make sense to assume something like that. Whatever game that this "Father" is playing now can't be the first time that he has ever tried it.
Beings like him would hardly start at one if they decided to start at all.
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And yet...I can't help but be caught up in it, even knowing better.
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[Hmmmmm]
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[ you know. unless you're people who don't care about others which is fine, i guess?? but she hardly seems like that type. ]
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Knowing that it is, doesn't make it any easier, I imagine.
[ he'll slide over closer to the coffin that she had been crying over to get a better look. you know, since it'd help to contextualize things. ]
You can tell yourself a bunch of things but sometimes the heart will just believe what it will regardless of what the mind says.
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Verily...thou speaks with wisdom. 'Tis is not real...yet, I remember him looking like this very clearly. I remember the guilt that burned away my dream and awakened my memories. I had...abandoned him in his time of greatest need. [Nevermind, she had been forced away, lead away with Bari's aid and Don Quixote's command] But he still saw me as his Child, his little 'Sancho'. This is a reminder of how I hath sinned.
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[Surely, this was a most valuable ally in all of this!!]
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not to be super suspect or to tell how don to live her life but— ]
I'd hold them at a distance. My past experiences with beings like them have never ended well.
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(who was that person? what did he say that time?)
so he takes his time to allow don to explain herself fully and to feel the weight of her confession. the very real guilt that she still feels and allows to haunt her. eventually, he'll come to a conclusion and take a leap. ]
At least you are alive right now to talk about him. If he saw you as his child then it'd only be natural that he would want you to be safe.
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He'd probably would want you to keep on walking forward, sins and all.
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...Mm. Yet, I cannot help but feel a certain empathy for them. Neither of us are quite human enough by the standard definition.
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That Dante and the others had spoken true, and brought a sliver of light back into Don Quixote they believed in.
And she knew her father well]
...Forsooth. When mine father was at his brightest, he was only ever capable of wishing and wanting the best in all his Children. Even the ones that betrayed him. The one that abandoned and forgot him, despite carrying a shard of his dream.
I wish he was alive to hear the things I wanted to say.
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Really?
I guess their story deserves some empathy but... [ he'll rub the back of his head (since he's neck is still injured here). yes, he knows how cynical he sounds here but sometimes you just have to say the words. ] If you spin a story enough, you can draw sympathy from anyone.
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Maybe to some people. Typically there are limits to everything.
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he could almost pity a man who was that kind. ]
I don't know what the afterlife is like in your world, but maybe there is a way that you can get your message to him.
[ hmm. ]
I've met a people that wrote letters to those who have died and burned them when they were done; they believe that the destroyed letters will be able to reach them in the afterlife.
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[:) the irony is deep but at least Lavi will get to Know. The ache eases for just a moment. If she could apologise for whatever it was that was missing...]
...but it sounds like a beautiful custom.
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Isn't it?
I like it a lot, too. It gives people the chance to get closure for anything that's unresolved.
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Mmm. Like messages in a bottle? I hath read stories about such things before. It seems freeing.
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Yeah, something like that. Why not give it a shot?
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[She brushes herself off]
'Tis a tragedy I hath left my writing tools back in mine dormitory. Will thou accompany me?
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I can't help with any sort of writing, but that shouldn't be a problem. [ hmm. ] Would you want a ride back? I can change into a car, if you'd like.
[ just not allowed in the driver's seat. ]
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[Excitement, lets goo!]
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[ ... ]
Though there's only one person who can sit in the driver's seat.
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[ into the passenger seat she goes??]