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Lights Go Out and I Can’t Be Saved
Who: Valdis and Open with Some Closed
What: Valdis does stuff around the Serena Eterna, feel free to join her
When: September
Where: All over
Warnings: In each starter
Confusion never stops | Crichton | CW: None
Valdis hasn’t seen much of Crichton since she tried to remove Harvey last, but with her and Cassandra’s suspicions, she knows she needs to talk to him. He appears to be in his room on this particular evening, so she gently knocks on his door.
“Crichton?” She calls softly, trying to find the balance between worry and rage.
It’s not his fault that Harvey took over and started targeting people, but if he’s losing time again, she felt that he should have told her. Or at least somebody.
“Are you there?”
Closing walls and ticking clocks | Siffleur | CW: none
The one person she’s been avoiding is also the one person who she needs to see and it was only a matter of time before the two predators ended up in the same room by accident or on purpose. There’s a tightness in her chest when she sees Siffleur at one of the tables in Sand Dollar, anxiety perhaps. She’s been refusing soul energy again for fear of killing someone. She’d managed for awhile last time, but she knows she’s weakening herself by not having any backup.
But she still tries to ignore him, making some coffee and heading to a table with lots of room for escape should it be necessary.
Gonna come back and take you home | Open | CW: none
Valdis is struggling, but trying to keep her schedule as normal as possible. Meditation in the morning sunlight, sword practice in the afternoons. Reading a book from Cassandra in the spare quiet moments. Sometimes she practices what she’s reading, but mostly it seems frustrating for her and she’ll shut the book firmly before grabbing something else.
She’s doing her best to not withdraw from her friends, but she is less outgoing than people are used to, spending hours in the library or drawing people she knows on the ship.
Event Starters | Open | CW: The flowers are dangerous
Red Rose:
A rose by any other name is still as sweet and the red roses growing on vines in the library smell sweet. So sweet that anyone who smells them falls in love with the next person they lay eyes on. Valdis is wearing a makeshift mask and trying very hard to avoid getting too close to the flowers as she searches the shelves for a specific book.
Angels Trumpets:
Valdis sits in Sand Dollar reading, and another of her sits across the table, the one clearly trying to ignore the bookless one as she smirks and says in hushed tones:
“It wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t gotten so weak. Trust is so human.”
Purple Hyacinth:
If her past self following her around hadn’t been bad enough, the purple hyacinths growing outside her door decided to make her day even worse. Faces of the people she’s killed, the ones in the village, keep coming to mind. People she knew. People who didn’t deserve it. People who had once been friends.
She’s back at the bar and drinking as much as she possibly can, making sure it’s not the non-alcoholic stuff. She needs the real stuff and anyone who sees her can clearly see that she has probably had too much, even if they know it doesn’t affect her.
I could not stop that you now know | Wildcard | CW: As Necessary
PM to discuss or just go for it!
What: Valdis does stuff around the Serena Eterna, feel free to join her
When: September
Where: All over
Warnings: In each starter
Confusion never stops | Crichton | CW: None
Valdis hasn’t seen much of Crichton since she tried to remove Harvey last, but with her and Cassandra’s suspicions, she knows she needs to talk to him. He appears to be in his room on this particular evening, so she gently knocks on his door.
“Crichton?” She calls softly, trying to find the balance between worry and rage.
It’s not his fault that Harvey took over and started targeting people, but if he’s losing time again, she felt that he should have told her. Or at least somebody.
“Are you there?”
Closing walls and ticking clocks | Siffleur | CW: none
The one person she’s been avoiding is also the one person who she needs to see and it was only a matter of time before the two predators ended up in the same room by accident or on purpose. There’s a tightness in her chest when she sees Siffleur at one of the tables in Sand Dollar, anxiety perhaps. She’s been refusing soul energy again for fear of killing someone. She’d managed for awhile last time, but she knows she’s weakening herself by not having any backup.
But she still tries to ignore him, making some coffee and heading to a table with lots of room for escape should it be necessary.
Gonna come back and take you home | Open | CW: none
Valdis is struggling, but trying to keep her schedule as normal as possible. Meditation in the morning sunlight, sword practice in the afternoons. Reading a book from Cassandra in the spare quiet moments. Sometimes she practices what she’s reading, but mostly it seems frustrating for her and she’ll shut the book firmly before grabbing something else.
She’s doing her best to not withdraw from her friends, but she is less outgoing than people are used to, spending hours in the library or drawing people she knows on the ship.
Event Starters | Open | CW: The flowers are dangerous
Red Rose:
A rose by any other name is still as sweet and the red roses growing on vines in the library smell sweet. So sweet that anyone who smells them falls in love with the next person they lay eyes on. Valdis is wearing a makeshift mask and trying very hard to avoid getting too close to the flowers as she searches the shelves for a specific book.
Angels Trumpets:
Valdis sits in Sand Dollar reading, and another of her sits across the table, the one clearly trying to ignore the bookless one as she smirks and says in hushed tones:
“It wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t gotten so weak. Trust is so human.”
Purple Hyacinth:
If her past self following her around hadn’t been bad enough, the purple hyacinths growing outside her door decided to make her day even worse. Faces of the people she’s killed, the ones in the village, keep coming to mind. People she knew. People who didn’t deserve it. People who had once been friends.
She’s back at the bar and drinking as much as she possibly can, making sure it’s not the non-alcoholic stuff. She needs the real stuff and anyone who sees her can clearly see that she has probably had too much, even if they know it doesn’t affect her.
I could not stop that you now know | Wildcard | CW: As Necessary
PM to discuss or just go for it!
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Touching her wasn't just about the violence she had endured. It made her feel like an object, like property.
"Valdis...if I ever touch you or talk to you in a way that makes you feel like a thing...like an object...tell me as plain as that. You don't have to be cautious with me when it comes to how you feel. And I'll back off...let you lead. Follow your direction."
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"Ashley, if I were worried about you touching me like I'm a thing I wouldn't be here. I've been putting men in their place for hundreds of years, and I have the power to back up my words. I just..." she trails off. "I don't want to be detached again and the more I allow myself to feel and remember, the more fear comes to the surface. There has to be a balance somewhere between who I was and who I am now, I'm just struggling to find it."
Like she had told him before.
"And it's not like things have been simple. We spoke after the melee when I had been betrayed by a friend and just now when I'm trying to drown my sorrows and regrets in the bottom of a bottle."
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He sighs softly and holds their laced hands to his chest. As much as he would love to be able to rush into romance with her he knows it will take time. She told him before that she's trying to find balance. A new relationship probably isn't the best thing right now. He's been thinking too much about what he wants.
"That's why I say you lead, I follow. You're trying to find balance for yourself. And I'm over here trying to fucking...I don't know...make out like a horny teenager. You don't need that shit from me. Like I said...I want what you are willing to give me. I need to back those words up."
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"You aren't as horny as Erin," She replies finally. "Or Max. Or at least you have better control over those feelings. I'm used to lust and desire, I am very beautiful after all."
Her tone and aura lightens as she makes the last comment. Her confidence in that at least is very high.
"Max has repaired so much hurt. I don't know if you've met him, but I couldn't help but fall in love with him. He broke down every wall like it didn't exist, but I'm finding that some of them still do. I like flirting with you and being in your presence, but I don't want to lead you on or make you feel like you'll never get anywhere, or that our wants can't become mutual."
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Ash nods and that smile doesn't fade. Not when she mentions Max. There's only one other person he wants in the same way he wants her. "I...yeah. I've met Max." He shakes his head. "I'm not one of those guys who thinks the friend zone is a thing. Or who thinks just because I want you that you are obligated to want me back. You aren't leading me on."
He felt a lot more then want but telling her all of that felt like pressuring her. Ash doesn't want to feel like he's trying to convince her to feel how he feels. If she does it'll happen, if not...he can't make her fall for him.
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She rests her head on his shoulder.
"You have permission to woo me, because I do trust you."
As patient as she needs him to be, she also needs to find that balance and that might mean pushing herself instead of dwelling on it.
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He's grinning, hiding it by tucking his face against the top of her head.
"That is the cutest thing anyone has ever said to me."
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Not that he needs reminding.
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