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come_sailaway2022-08-29 12:25 am
wimdy) wrote in come_sailaway2022-08-29 12:25 am
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Who: Venti and open /o/
What: laaate post-event thing for him, waking up from a little stress nap and being tiny.
When: near september!
Where: hurikane mostly!
Warnings: none really except maybe coming back from death and trauma-y memories if he talks about that. other than that he’s just a small fairy being an idiot.
[ it's not very responsible of him, but 1) responsibility and 2) venti: pick one. he is actually the kind of person who tends to disappear at occasional moments, sometimes at the most irresponsible times. he's also the kind who could stress-nap entire decades away, so maybe a good couple of days or even a week is being almost responsible for him. there's darkness, then he wakes up in bed rather unexpectedly and painfully by his new roomie. he processes that he's returned to life and rafaela is back and instead of talking to her or going out and checking on other people, why not just... go back to sleep. so he does.
a day later or so, he kind of disappears entirely, like wind invisible that may float away.
and maybe a week after that, the wind may slowly pull himself together. but he is weak, he's not terribly strong, he's rather tired and maybe lost more faith in himself. venti himself hasn't been around in a good while but a fairy-looking thing, something small and white that practically looks like a bird from a distance, would be slowly floating through the ship towards a bar. you can maybe find this creature:
1. fluttering rather dazedly, like a dizzy bee, charting a little path through the ship en route to deck five.
2. it seems to take breaks every so often to simply sit on the ground, or maybe even float to sit tiredly on your shoulder or head if you're nearby and make a nice perch.
3. sitting on the ground staring up at the door to hurikane, looking bemused at how to open it, chirping tiredly at you if you're nearby to please open the door!
4. if he manages to get in the bar, the critter is sitting on the counter making half-hearted little chirps to the ghost bartender who apparently doesn't get the hint that he needs wine.
5. eventually, or maybe a day later or so, venti would find it in himself to transform back and simply be found in hurikane at a table surrounded by bottles. he needs this, he really does.
(6. wildcard/anything else!! i might just make this a catch-all for september too i don't know yet) ]
What: laaate post-event thing for him, waking up from a little stress nap and being tiny.
When: near september!
Where: hurikane mostly!
Warnings: none really except maybe coming back from death and trauma-y memories if he talks about that. other than that he’s just a small fairy being an idiot.
[ it's not very responsible of him, but 1) responsibility and 2) venti: pick one. he is actually the kind of person who tends to disappear at occasional moments, sometimes at the most irresponsible times. he's also the kind who could stress-nap entire decades away, so maybe a good couple of days or even a week is being almost responsible for him. there's darkness, then he wakes up in bed rather unexpectedly and painfully by his new roomie. he processes that he's returned to life and rafaela is back and instead of talking to her or going out and checking on other people, why not just... go back to sleep. so he does.
a day later or so, he kind of disappears entirely, like wind invisible that may float away.
and maybe a week after that, the wind may slowly pull himself together. but he is weak, he's not terribly strong, he's rather tired and maybe lost more faith in himself. venti himself hasn't been around in a good while but a fairy-looking thing, something small and white that practically looks like a bird from a distance, would be slowly floating through the ship towards a bar. you can maybe find this creature:
1. fluttering rather dazedly, like a dizzy bee, charting a little path through the ship en route to deck five.
2. it seems to take breaks every so often to simply sit on the ground, or maybe even float to sit tiredly on your shoulder or head if you're nearby and make a nice perch.
3. sitting on the ground staring up at the door to hurikane, looking bemused at how to open it, chirping tiredly at you if you're nearby to please open the door!
4. if he manages to get in the bar, the critter is sitting on the counter making half-hearted little chirps to the ghost bartender who apparently doesn't get the hint that he needs wine.
5. eventually, or maybe a day later or so, venti would find it in himself to transform back and simply be found in hurikane at a table surrounded by bottles. he needs this, he really does.
(6. wildcard/anything else!! i might just make this a catch-all for september too i don't know yet) ]
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Ehe, well it might just be that youth is a state of mind more than anything. Enjoying good drink, good memories, friendships… remembering or focusing on what really matters and brings fulfillment could be worth the most no matter what age you are. [ honestly, he doesn’t even really have a good reason to be sly about who he is to shi qingxuan, it’s not as if he’s really that secretive about what he is. but he does lean towards secrecy, he could be careless and playful but hide his hand at least a little for now.
and remembering dvalin puts him in a more nostalgic mood as he accepts qingxuan’s toast, raising and inclining his glass with a tap to qingxuan’s. his smile wistful, maybe only a little pained; uncertain whether he might ever see dvalin again, if those memories of flights will stay only memories and he might never share the sky with his friend again. ]
To friendship. Whether we may see them again back home, or forge new friendships here.
So now, truth or dare for yourself?
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And yet, Shi Qingxuan just finds himself laughing at it and not picking up on the possibility that he might actually be much older. It is a sentiment that he can agree with. And maybe he'll steal that answer for the next time someone here asks his age. ]
Mhm. How right you are. If you focus on living your life to its fullest, spending time you're sure to treasure with friends, then you'll always be young and rich in the ways that matter. Of course, that means here, too. True friendship doesn't have limitations. It's fate either way.
[ There's no need for that "or"! It's easy for Shi Qingxuan to say things like that when, no matter how many times he hears it, the true hopelessness of never returning home has yet to sink in.
Regardless, he offered a toast, and now he takes a long sip of his drink before setting his cup back down. ]
Let's do another truth! That is, unless you have a fun dare in mind already?
[ He asks it with an almost challenging edge, like he wants to see just what he could get put up to here! ]
oh my god i forgot about this one
There’s a question that a friend… that my lover likes to ask people sometimes. A rather thought experiment kind of question that I hadn’t even thought of before, before I came to this ship! Yet it kind of feels like it might reveal much of a person, if we really think about it.
Imagine that there’s a track upon which a trolley runs, and five strangers are tied to the road and they would be killed by the oncoming vehicle. You can save them, but only if you turn a lever and re-route that trolley onto another track… one to which a close friend or loved one is tied.
What would you do? Let the five strangers die, or save them by sacrificing your friend?
all good! o7
I say, isn't this question unusually heavy for a laidback and easy game?
[ He was going easy on you!! He was going easy!! ]
But all right, since you asked, let me think on it and say we won't question the mechanics at play here... Either way, aren't you still choosing to murder someone, whether it's your own loved one or some unknown people? Even if there was only one person each here, this whole problem would still be unsavory... There's really no winning here.
[ He trails off, running each scenario through his mind. His best friend, even his own brother...or five unknown people. His eyes stare down into the clear wine in his cup for a long while. If anyone should die in this scenario, then shouldn't it be...?
He slumps in his chair, planting his cheek against his palm. ]
No matter which answer I choose in that scenario, I wouldn't be able to look my loved one in the eye again afterwards... [ Sigh! ] All right, all right, the good Master Venti wins this round, so Qingxuan will take his penalty shot!
[ Or, since Venti just refilled their cups, it's more like a penalty triple-shot Shi Qingxuan knocks back (and back, and back) when he grabs up his cup.
Aaand it's empty again when he sets it back on the table, eyes a little more watery than when they started, but he's still energetic! ]
All right! I won't go easy on you for the next one, so please choose wisely!
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Months ago, when the first round of passengers were brought to this ship, Miss Friday held an 'icebreaker' party and encouraged us to talk and answer questions of each other, to be rewarded with star stickers. Someone asked this trolley problem of me and other people so cheerfully, it really took me aback as well! But I think I can understand now, even the way people think of this question, reasoning and deliberating or being troubled over what would be right or wrong... no matter what the answer might be, even if you can't answer, being divided or unsure of yourself might just show your effort to find the right way.
Or something like that. [ maybe? he had no idea if that even makes sense. he's semi-wasted, but he'll join qingxuan in half-downing a glass as well, just to make it a liiittle more fair if possible. ]
I'll go for a dare this time~ not to worry, I can take it after hitting you with such a tough truth!
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[ He nods, feeling a little silly now for being so worked up. It was only a hypothetical question, but he really can't think of a way where it would end well. Maybe it does say a lot about a person by how they answer. Another time, he'll need to ask Venti how he'd answer that question himself. Or maybe what he initially asked back when it was everyone's turn to ask questions.
Shi Qingxuan is a bit past tipsy now, but he's still together enough that, when he hears "dare," he thinks: Isn't asking you to do something physical mean you would get hurt...? It's too bad, because there are fun dares to be had when he's a bit more together.
Having settled that with himself, he smacks the table. ]
Not to worry, the fun of this game is having what goes around come back around. Now, I dare you to confess something to me that you haven't told anyone else!
[ It's (unfortunately) not asking him to trade clothes with the most ill-matched person in the room or to perform some dangerous feat of wind magic, but it feels like a fair enough dare after last round! ]
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… ] Maybe… I suppose…
I have a friend who turned into a falcon. And sometimes I think… honestly, I almost kind of envy her, and maybe it’d be a nicer life to be a bird rather than human. [ is that kind of a silly thing to wish?? maybe so, but there are idle moments he honestly thinks he could give up even incognito human life for being a creature of the sky. ]
Buuut that’d mean giving up wine and song, so I don’t suppose I could ever do that!
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Either way, Shi Qingxuan pouts, a bit disappointed that it's not something wilder. Who doesn't yearn for simpler life at times? Especially for someone who's loved by the winds, dreaming of life as a bird just seems like a normal sort of daydream.
But, it's still apparently a secret confession he's been told, so he'll hold it close to his chest, too. ]
It's true, if you were a songbird, you wouldn't be able to even finish three sips your cup before rolling over drunk out of your mind. It'd be no good if you couldn't resist.
Why have you kept it a secret, though? Being a bird sounds like fun. I would envy your friend, too.
[ He'll say that much, but more than that, this isn't a game of pry and then pry some more, so he moves on. ]
But, since you gave me your confession, then you can give me a dare, too.
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Hmm… it’s not quite a secret, it’s just something that I’ve realized I’ve never told anyone. [ a thoughtful sip of his wine, a little frown as he really tries to think of it more. it’s not as if he’s lived an entirely clean life. there are things he’s regretted, there are a few dark spots of history—but perhaps those haven’t really been secrets either, he could confide in a sparse few people back home or even here. he gives shi qingxuan a speculative look, ] It’s rather fun to be a bird, but I don’t suppose I’d stay as such. I’ve been human for much longer.
[ but the way he says ‘human’ might be a little in question. ]
As for my dare,
I dare you to sing karaoke with me! A duet, I say~! [ maybe his favorite thing to do with people…!! strangers, friends, even enemies if they’d put up with him. the enthusiastic wave of his hand like an offer, if qingxuan might accept. ]