risingwinds | Seventeenth Shooting Star

[Ever since Vanitas moved in, Ven's had a lot on his mind. Taking in the same guy who nearly killed a lot of his friends, took over his body, and caused general chaos isn't something most people would even consider.

But Ven's not like other people. He's far too nice for his own good, and what some may consider reckless he views as the 'right' thing-- especially when someone's starving and dehydrated.

So, when he opens the journal, he doesn't look or sound particularly sad-- just a little confused. Something's on his mind, if nothing else.]

Hey, guys. I've got a question... [A beat.]

Let's say you know this guy who's kind of a jerk. What's the best way to help him lighten up a bit and improve his attitude?

[Suddenly, there's another voice chiming in. One some people will probably recognize as Vanitas.]

I hear a lobotomy works wonders.

Hey!

[What follows is some shuffling, followed by a resounding SQUEAK! Probably from an inflatable hammer.]

[ooc: Italics = Vanitas. Ven's gonna be doing most of the talking, but Vanitas might make some background comments!]

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Hey!

[Let go, Vanitas. D: Ven's gonna try his best to hold onto the thing...

But Vanitas does have more muscle. Sooo, he'll probably succeed!]

You've had enough fun with it for one day.

[...Darn it! Now he's gonna have to blow it back up later.]

You're the one who snuck in here. I was trying to keep it a secret!

[The entry, that is.]

'Trying' being the operative word. Your slyness could use some work.

I could've locked the door, but I didn't wanna keep Terra out.

[After all, they do kinda share a room now.

Woe.]

Guess it doesn't matter now, though. You already heard me.

Hm.

Get any bright ideas from it?

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Well, I don't think you'd wanna try gardening.

[Hey, at least he's trying to lighten the mood here.]

Pass. At least you're smart enough to know better.

[...snerk. Well, he gets an A for effort, at least?]

I don't think you'd want ice cream either, so...

[A beat.]

We've just gotta find something fun you can do besides all those roller coasters.

I wouldn't dismiss it so fast.

So what d'you suggest, then?

Really?

[Huh, he'll keep that in mind.]

Well, what kinda stuff do you think you'd like?

Well, since the usual's out of the question...

No idea.

[Great. So now he has to do all the thinking... Uugh.]

Loud music? Maybe a punching bag? That could help you let out any frustration.

[...But it's also encouraging violent behavior, ugh.]

I'd suggest jogging, but you'd probably need some help with that.

Gotta think harder than that.

You're gonna make me do all the work, aren't you?

[Oh, Vanitas. C'mon, there has to be...]

Definitely not baking or books on tape...

Just forget it.

Well, you're not making this easy. Isn't there anything you could do that doesn't involve violence or crazy rides?

[He sighs.]

I guess there's always the battle dome. It can simulate all kinds of stuff...

...Which would almost be alright, if I could see.

Face it, Ventus. You know absolutely nothing about me, and you never will.

Maybe I would if you told me.

[He sounds really upset now. Way to go.]

I want to understand you better. Really.

[C'mon, Vanitas. Stop hiding everything.]

Edited 2011-09-10 01:42 (UTC)

Why?

Because...

[And he hesitates here. This could end very, very badly.]

Because I know I've caused you a lot of trouble. I didn't accept the darkness, and you're affected by the things I feel, even if you don't wanna be. It's not fair to you. Plus, you're my darkness.

Edited 2011-09-10 01:52 (UTC)

Who said anything about life being fair, Ventus? This isn't about that.

But fine. You really wanna know the truth?

All you know is the Master who created you, and nothing more. You're alone for four years. What do you do?

[He doesn't say anything at first. He's too busy trying to imagine this...

And then he droops, looking down at the ground.]

I'd probably go crazy. No friends, and nothing to do but fight... I can't even imagine what that'd be like.

Then don't try to.

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