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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But did you really wanna do it, or did you do it because it's all you knew? Because it was your purpose, and all you had to separate you from...

[He's not gonna finish the sentence. Can't bring himself to.]

When will you finally get it? You can't change me, Ventus.

I'm your Darkness, just like you're my Light. I can pretend all I want, but being like you will never be my first choice. How I was before is how I've always been.

Edited 2011-09-10 02:17 (UTC)

I just wanna help.

[Somehow. Even if he doesn't change completely.]

You don't have to be like me. I know you'd hate that more than anything. But if you keep going after people, they'll keep having to stop you. Do you really want that, Vanitas?

How much worse d'you think it can get?

A lot worse. They can take anything away, Vanitas. What if they made it so you couldn't walk? Or couldn't move your arms...

[He feels really uneasy just thinking about this.]

Do you really wanna take those risks?

Yes.

[Ven huffs, and he crosses his arms.]

I don't believe you. You're probably just saying that because it's me you're talking to.

Whatever you say.

[Sigh. He's still not giving up... but he might let that issue drop, as he wanders into the living room as well.]

You hungry?

[Might as well be nice... A few people did say to 'kill him with kindness'.]

No.

[He's probably not thirsty, either...

Sigh. Ven just sorta hangs there for a few minutes and then--]

Sorry.

[Maybe he went a little too far. It's obvious that something's bothering Vanitas.]

[Ven once again sighs and heads into the kitchen.

A few minutes later, he'll have a glass of water and some ravioli with him; he'll leave those by the couch for whenever Vanitas needs them.]

Edited 2011-09-10 03:24 (UTC)

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