Entry tags:
- *event,
- books of magic: tim hunter,
- fullmetal alchemist: alphonse elric,
- gundam wing: zechs merquise,
- hikaru no go: akira touya,
- kuroshitsuji: grell sutcliff,
- legend of zelda: vaati,
- loz: oot/mm: link,
- moon child: sho,
- nanoha: fate t. harlaown,
- nanoha: hayate yagami,
- nanoha: nanoha takamachi,
- one piece: marco,
- one piece: smoker,
- one piece: usopp,
- pokemon: april (au),
- pokemon: tobias hayes (au)
The Inspection
On the whole, the weather had been temperamental lately. One minute, it was absolutely bucketing it down, and the next, it was bright sunshine. The amount of rain had turned the ground into a muddy mess, but at least the tents provided perfectly adequate shelter, and a gazebo had been erected over the community dining table to protect everyone from the elements.
Despite the temperamental weather, however, it had been fairly warm throughout the past two weeks, so the chill in the air during dinner that evening was particularly noticeable, even before the dark, hooded figure by the Ministry's representative's desk had been seen.
Nervously, the Ministry representative approached the table.
"I'm afraid we have a visitor," he said, addressing everyone at the table and hoping that anyone not there could hear him. "This is a Dementor, one of the Guards at Azkaban. It's a high security prison. He's just here to, well, ensure that a certain escaped criminal isn't hiding amongst you.
"I don't expect he'll be here for more than an half an hour, so do try not to worry too much. They can make people rather, well... uncomfortable."
Bowing his head slightly, he left the Outsiders to their meal.
[And so, a Dementor is lurking around the camp, just in case one of the Outsiders is secretly Sirius Black. They're known to sap the happiness out of the environment, and - in cases where there are true horrors in someone's past - cause traumatic memories to resurface.
The chilly, depressed feeling can be lifted by the deliciousness of chocolate, though the Outsiders will need to discover this on their own. Good thing there's dessert.]
Despite the temperamental weather, however, it had been fairly warm throughout the past two weeks, so the chill in the air during dinner that evening was particularly noticeable, even before the dark, hooded figure by the Ministry's representative's desk had been seen.
Nervously, the Ministry representative approached the table.
"I'm afraid we have a visitor," he said, addressing everyone at the table and hoping that anyone not there could hear him. "This is a Dementor, one of the Guards at Azkaban. It's a high security prison. He's just here to, well, ensure that a certain escaped criminal isn't hiding amongst you.
"I don't expect he'll be here for more than an half an hour, so do try not to worry too much. They can make people rather, well... uncomfortable."
Bowing his head slightly, he left the Outsiders to their meal.
[And so, a Dementor is lurking around the camp, just in case one of the Outsiders is secretly Sirius Black. They're known to sap the happiness out of the environment, and - in cases where there are true horrors in someone's past - cause traumatic memories to resurface.
The chilly, depressed feeling can be lifted by the deliciousness of chocolate, though the Outsiders will need to discover this on their own. Good thing there's dessert.]
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....
[After a moment he finally looks back, reaching up to draw a half-moon and a line underneath his own eye with his finger in an attempt to indicate the marking Vaati has.]
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You don't really need to act so terrified around me.
[All he did want was for people to be scared enough of him to leave him alone, but....]
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Probably stupid, but hey. Tobias turns to look back at him, though not quiet directly.]
Okay.
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And it...worked? The more he ate it, the less anxious he felt, and by the time he was done, he barely noticed the chill in the air. He even felt less annoyed by Tobias, which could only be a good sign...]
Hey, you should try some of this.
[Vaati picked up another cake and held it out towards the other boy.]
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...and in a swift, almost way-too-fast-to-be-human movement, the cake is wolfed down and he's licking what's left of it off his fingers. Though considering he was watching Vaati eat like a starving dog would its master, perhaps the rapid disappearance of the food was no surprise.
Either way, it seemed to work wonders for him as well. The boy straightens up a little, smoothing down his shirt and fiddling with his hair. The anxious, terrified jittering is almost completely gone now, and he turns to look at Vaati with a faint smile.]
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The other boy was looking better now, though - in fact, he looked a hell of lot more cheerful than Vaati did after his cake. Which struck him as a little odd, seeing as Tobias had been panicking only minutes before. People are strange.
But hey, he wasn't exactly complaining. It was better than hearing endless screaming and crying.]
I reckon it's the chocolate, you know.
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[The voice is still as hoarse as ever, but the volume is a bit louder this time. It seems that, when he's not flipping the fuck out, he doesn't talk like a whimpering puppy.
Whether or not that's an improvement, well... that's kind of up to Vaati to decide.]
....
[He fidgets a little with the bracelet on his hand.]
...Tobias.
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At least Tobias was speaking normally now, though. For a change.
Vaati guessed he didn't know his name, though. He sighed, and almost stuck out his hand, then though better of it when he realised the kid would probably never let go of him if he was that polite.]
My name's Vaati.
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[The name is repeated like a four year old would repeat names it was trying to learn and is followed by another, still somewhat reserved smile. He... really likes your name for some reason, apparently.]
...Thank you.
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[Wait, why was he telling him this, why was he acting a lot friendlier all of a sudden? Vaati rarely ever told people things about himself, even pointless things like the meaning of his name...
....he was well known for his defensiveness...
...oh dear.]
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[Tobias tilts his head a little, thinking strangely deeply about such a simple thing. His hand is automatically fidgeting with the bracelet again as he thinks, clearly some sort of tick or something.]
...I don't remember... what mine means.
[He shrugs a little at that, but with his fingers closed around the bracelet still, the separation of his hands comes with a dull click of the catch releasing itself and the bracelet coming off in his other hand.
Tobias' entire body goes rigid as he sucks in a breath that sounds somehow... odd, like someone mixed white noise from a radio in it. Instantly, the hand that the bracelet had been on disappears, melting into purple-colored 1s and 0s with flickering pieces of glitchiness and other unidentifiable things within it.
The red in his eyes becomes far more pronounced, giving off a sinister looking glow as the stoic expression morphs into something deeply eerie without changing much of the expression.
Ah.
It's a weak sound, and all that Tobias can manage to exhale.]
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Vaati stared in horror at the changed boy, edging backwards slightly- he didn't like the look of the thing that had replaced Tobias' hand, he didn't want it anywhere near him if he could help it. So much for the conversation they'd been having....it had just led to another freak out, and it didn't look like one that could be fixed with a chocolate cake.
He didn't want to admit it, but Tobias now looked scary.]
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The result is a physical struggle as much as a mental one, and Tobias ends up falling backwards, catching himself on the ground with his hands --
-- ground that is now slowly being consumed as his hand deletes what it's touching.
It's only the pressure of the unleashed power that keeps him from freaking out, but he manages to struggle the bracelet back on, making the glow and the hand disappear until he's back to as he was before it came off.
...Okay. NOW he can freak out.]
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He didn't know what had shocked him more- the sudden change in Tobias, or the fact that he'd just stumbled back like a TOTAL IDIOT. He was a mage. He had MAGIC. And what had he done with it?
Nothing.
Tobias had just made parts of the ground disappear with little effort, though. It wasn't as if you saw a feat like that every day, even back in Hyrule.]
You'd...you'd better keep whatever that is a secret from the others...
[Gods, now HIS voice was shaking.]
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Please... don't hate me... please... I didn't mean to...
[He can't even look at the wind mage, just whimpering his plea softly.]
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Then again, he wasn't used to people not treaking him like a freak either.]
You'd have to do something REALLY bad to make me hate you that much.
[That, at least, had some truth in it. Although really, it wasn't that hard for Vaati to see something as 'really bad.']
Aaahhh that icon. <3
[Sorry, Vaati, he can't really understand what you're reflecting on. As far as he knows, just existing is a crime with no forgiveness, so he doesn't really "get" that others might not see it that way.]
it is a great icon
[If you did, that would've been an entirely different matter.
He smiled wanly at Tobias, deciding to hold out his hand this time. If he was actually attempting to be nice for once, he had better play the part well- and this boy and his strange power interested him a whole lot...]
So cute! (also Vaati you manipulative bastard)
He reaches up, closing both his hands on Vaati's one to stand.]
....Thank you....
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Are you going to stick around here when that...thing is still with us? I'm not.
[Not unless there was any more chocolate cake.]
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...I'll follow you.
[After all, maybe he knows where they can hide from the dementor...]
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[Vaati gestured at the tents furthest to the south of the campsite, where his one stood. It had begun to rain again, but if they ran fast enough, they'd manage to avoid the worst of it.
Well, he could run fast. He had no idea about Tobias.]
Come on, we'll go this way so that desk guy doesn't try and stop us.
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Skinny though he may be, speed is definitely one of his best traits -- he manages to keep up with the smaller male easily, tailing him a bit too closely as they head towards the tents.]
...Why did they... bring that here?
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[...like said criminal would be able to hide in this place, with the amount of security placed on them...]
But he did say it would go after a while. I might just stay here, though
[By 'here', Vaati meant he was going to sit in his tent, where it was nice and warm. And maybe read a book. They'd given him a lot of books.]
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...I hope they don't find him.
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wow vaati quit being a JERK
Seriously Vaati come on. Tobias likes you!
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((i didn't get the notification for this reply at all AAAH))
IT'S COOL I'm a patient girl.
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