[ he sleeps for two days straight, which all things considered might not be too bad after a brush with the presence of an elder god, and in comparison to his record for long sleeps that extends into the centuries. it's late at night when he rouses, yawning a bit, stretching out his arms like a cat and frowning a bit at the stiffness of dried clothes. why is he asleep next to the pool--
oh. no, he remembers.
he really needs a drink. he's also quite hungry (almost, for a brief moment, for meat or...) anyway, he shakes his head and carefully sits up from the beach chair, dizzy for just a second again. those illusion and visions... there's a lot he has to mull over and decide what to tell mizuki, who he guesses must be asleep in his room. he wouldn't blame mizuki for not being here with him through out entire days he'd been unconscious. maybe the first order is alcohol. then to put some thought to what to do, then find mizuki.
he gets to his feet in a waft of wind, observing the moon over the water's surface, just taking a moment to gather his thoughts before he might leave. ]
[ Venti may not even notice when his foot catches something very briefly, but whatever it was doesn't stick around very long. While Mizuki might be far more cautious about showing himself for good reason now, it doesn't mean he's not going to use them. Especially while his friend just so happens to be in a mini-coma with a fucking pirate on board. No thank you. So, while it's probably a bit paranoid to set up a few of his camouflaged tendrils around Venti like tripwires, it's the only way Mizuki would feel comfortable leaving him alone while he slept in the pool.
The touch makes him stir immediately, hastily pushing himself from the bottom of the pool to poke himself up quietly from the surface of the water, a brief flash of something wary and dangerous in his eyes. It's hard to think that anyone is doing anything good in the middle of the night to the bard asleep at poolside, after all...
But it settles quickly to immense relief once he realizes that it is Venti himself. ]
You're awake! [ Good... if he'd been asleep for another day, he wouldn't know what to do. Maybe talk to Zhongli? They're friends right? Would he even know what to do? ] Are you okay? How do you feel? Should you be moving around right now??
The bone belongs to someone Jenny killed 10 years ago. Same with the ash. She killed them to escape the captain and used their souls to fuel her ship. That's why we heard the voices.
no prob! any1 would have. n i dont blame u 4 being distracted. jinx needed some1 2 talk 2 her. im no good at that part.
went 2 throw jennys waterlogged book away. then i 4got what i was doing n just started playing video games lol
[ A lie. But he’s not about to tell Venti it felt bad to see him like that and knowing there was nothing he could do about it. It wasn’t even his fault this time… ]
[ so... that whole fiasco with jenny sure happened. and as wonderful as it felt to finally stretch out his wings and fly again, he could feel himself tiring quite quickly as the storm roared on until it finally eventually stopped, from whoever managed to calm jenny down. he didn't quite see. and then after cautiously confirming everything should be fine, after he and mizuki transport everyone back, after talking with jenny and she leaves--
he's ready to lie down and sleep for maybe a week straight. or go to a bar and drink himself into blacking out for a week straight.
but he needs to find mizuki.
the wind's flow is weaker and faint as it makes its way back to the top deck, again. speculating mizuki may be around here, among the wreckage and the waterlogged floor, he looks for him. ]
[ Calling today a fucking disaster would be one hell of an understatement. Mizuki, honestly, would rather be standing in the middle of a Catastrophe back on Terra and hoping for the best than dealing with… whatever the fuck happened today. There's so much he has to just… consider. Clarke. Ebalon. Jenny. His failures today. How much harm he did than good. What he was supposed to do better. Why he did bad things and what that meant and…
And then there's Venti. And he is perhaps the only thing today that he doesn't have to think about. The only thing that isn't crashing in the waves of loud, migraine-inducing ocean of thoughts. In general, it's not like he understands the bard any better than he ever has, but at least… for today something made sense. Things clicked, if only for a moment, in a day where every other moment was terrible. So, of course, as Venti approaches his hiding spot, he reaches a hand out to grab his, and in doing so, his camouflage dissipates. Currently, he's huddled on the ground, hugging his knees and only his eyes are visible as he presses the rest of his face into them.
He gives himself a moment or two to collect himself, before standing entirely and giving a squeeze to Venti's hand. ]
…I know today just started, but… [ It's only just a bit past midnight, after all. ] I'd like for it to be over now, I think…
venti just about vanishes from the ship for about two days after that party; maybe just drifting as mindless wind, not even drowning himself in alcohol like he normally would and maybe that's how he knows he's fucked up bad, with two of the most important people to him. but even he knows he can't really run from problems forever, especially not on a ship he's trapped on. two days pass and he wakes groggily on his bed with braids frazzled and hat missing and feeling and probably looking a mess, but what else is new? well, normally he'd try to look cute as least...
he needs to talk to mizuki and jinx.
... mizuki first he supposes, because jinx will be harder. that, and... he has that letter from him, too, it's probably bent and mussed in the fold of his cloak but he withdraws it to read now, carefully tearing it open. really not wanting to read it, for reasons he can't quite articulate, despite always wanting to support others he's always been avoidant and flighty when it comes to himself. he'll read it and then talk to mizuki. sounds like a plan. ]
[ The paper itself sort of smells like apples. The handwriting is different from that on the envelope, implying that maybe La Pluma wrote the curly, neat writing on the outside, and the letter was handwritten by Mizuki. His is also neat, but a little more stilted. Some of the... more flustering lines are a bit messy. Still legible, though! ]
Do I come and surrender my rights and wrongs? Do I let fate decide the place where I belong? What would happen if I wanted to choose instead? Would it be okay to get inside your head?
Your touch is there, even when you're not, It's a startling feeling I've certainly caught, I'm walking in the dark and I have fear, Yet I feel much better knowing you're here.
You see a bird in the bar-- stuck in the rafters, "It'll scare to death and we'll deal with it after," But it's a terrible way to go and it makes you sad, This bird that you help before it gets too bad.
You see that, don't you? Your feelings for them, Living creatures, beauty, the lives of humans? Your compassion is dazzling, and so very true, So Venti, smile for me, because I love you.
[Mizuki might have noticed periods of time where Ebalon has been decidedly absent from the ship — to him, being gone for three to four hours is inconsequential, but he's not exactly thinking of Mizuki's concerns here. He gives no indication of where he goes or when he'll go, just that randomly he'll disappear and then he'll come back like nothing has happened.
In his mind, nothing has happened. All he's doing is escaping to a convenient little pocket dimension — how nice of Denif, wherever he is, to leave behind his compass. Quite useful. Quite... coincidentally watery. Will Ebalon ever escape being surrounded by water? Remains to be seen.
Point being, one day when he's not gone getting some peace and quiet within said compass, he's seeking out Mizuki to show him this thing. He's decided his little companion deserves that much, and besides, thorough exploration of this dimension has yielded nothing that could possibly be used to harm Ebalon personally. It can't even be re-sealed to lock someone within; he'd tried it, but he's unable to use Denif's magic, and he doubts anyone here would know the very specific sealing spell the old dragon used to use.
So!]
Mizuki, where are you? I have something I would like to show you.
[ He's starting to realize that all his friends make some point of avoiding him. Probably not intentionally, he thinks! But... he's mostly just resigned himself to playing video games, or bothering Gummy to play games with him. His clingy nature makes him internally all pouty and upset about it, but he can wait for them to talk to him. Maybe. Possibly. ... It's fine.
Cue his enthusiasm when he gets a text out of the blue! From Ebalon no less. He kicks his feet happily against his pillow and shuffles aside his Subnautica run for now. ]
[ he's probably......... going to text mizuki once, before that excursion. and just about trying to avoid him otherwise, which is pretty painful for him as well, but this is maybe the second or maybe third time he's left mizuki in such a bad state, by now even he's starting to feel terribly guilty about it. he is flighty and avoidant but this is cruise ship is only so big. he can't avoid mizuki forever and after days pass, he really misses him.
as dangerous and existentially terrifying as mizuki's offer is. he still can't stop thinking about it.
lumine says seeing him is a bad idea but she didn't say anything about texting him. there's a distance in this that's a little more comfortable. the craving to say 'yes' is there in the back of his head, constantly, but if he doesn't see mizuki it seems more bearable. just barely. ]
Mizuki. Sorry for leaving so abruptly again, sorry for not contacting you. You've given me a lot to think about. Is it okay if we just text for a while?
[ While Venti might feel that suffocation when Mizuki is smothering him, it's the opposite for Mizuki. When he's away for this long, it's starting to really get to him. His mind ocean is trying so hard to pull him under. Aegir should be able to breathe under water just fine, and yet this doesn't feel like water. He certainly finds it hard to breathe.
But he has been managing! Usually by playing games, or hanging out with La Pluma, or hanging out with Ebalon. A lot. He's been sleeping in Ebalon's little water dungeon compass a lot lately. Other times, he'll just sit and stare at the pictures of his mom that the Captain oh-so graciously decided to just dump on him like this. Again, he can manage. And it's good to see her again...
And it's so sobering to tell himself to be a son that she would be proud of.
Even if Venti can't see him, he still does his best to smile when he gets a text. It's not good relationship etiquette, but he's not going to complain. It's not like Venti knows better. Besides, he's just happy to hear from him at all. ]
hey, im the one who told you that you should've rested! and i'm also the one who told you that we can just put things on hold for a bit, too. dont worry about it, ok? you can take all the time you need. ya ofc! i dont mind! („• ᴗ •„)
(good morning, afternoon, evening, mizuki! were we getting up today and thinking wow! i had a nice sleep, i feel amazing! nothing can go wrong today. im gonna take in the sunshine and then relax in the pool with all happy and smileys. that does sound like a wonderful day doesn't it? i think that's what everyone wants.)
(and we will totally support you having such a good day right after you get out of this. have swell day!)
He hardly even notices, at first, when there's resistance to his walking, focus all put into his game of Pac-Man. Though one full step outside and he goes hopelessly grabbing the bits of saran wrap. He's on the floor in moments, reaching hopelessly for his video game.
His high score, though… Truly this is worse than death itself. He lies on the floor in Deep And Understandable Mourning for about fifteen minutes before he starts actually peeling off the plastic. ]
[ It's going in the cryptids folder. Thank you, Natsuno, you're a true friend. Mizuki should probably mention something about the Captain here or be like "wow that's actually concerning," but here we are… ]
5/24........ cw ebalon, preemptively. i don't know how this is gonna go.
[He's been spending the last 3 days typing at Mizuki and deleting everything and throwing his phone under his bed and/or pillow in an upset rage just to keep from saying something or being, frankly, desperate and forlorn, but that has ended because Venti. That has ended because Venti and not for good reasons.]
With all due respect, and I realise we've been no-contact for the last four days, please get a handle on your boyfriend.
[I rolled a 5 on emotional maturity I'm sorry.]
I would appreciate any and all discussions of respecting personal boundaries with him. Thank you.
[ Getting a text from Ebalon sends Mizuki's own brain into an absolute fit, and, of course, he opens the text immediately, near holding his breath to see him say something about how they haven't talked or maybe that he wants to see him or even something that said "hey, I'm still upset, but I miss you" (in not those words, of course). But, no. Instead there's this.
And, like, hey. What the fuck? ]
?????????
[ Mizuki can't formulate words right now, so that's all Ebalon is getting. ]
uh, wow take a picture of it?? i can be there in a minute!! i just got some boxes that i am trying 2 find space 4 i guess i could just leave them on my bed…?
[ Mizuki feels a little bad that Natsuno's doing all these nice things for him and he's yet to return the favor. Should he be sending something in return? He doesn't have much, unless Natsuno just wants pictures of himself on his phone. Or the creepy message that Jinx left for him on his door. Hm, hm.
Maybe he could send creepy music? He pretty much only has electronica, but he can make that work. It's for the best Natsuno already has his speakers blown out. ]
(how long has jinx been standing in front of this door? she lost track, honestly. it could be just a few seconds or maybe even up into minutes. it's not that she is afraid to confront mizuki and chat with him. it's more so she is hoping that stupid fairy isn't in there with him. jinx had pressed her ear to the door a bit earlier to see if she could hear voices but couldn't pick up anything. so maybe he isn't in there.
well. exhaling a sigh, she raises up a hand and gentle knocks with her knuckle.)
[ Mizuki may or may not be still very upset with said stupid fairy for very legitimate reasons of being upset with someone, actually! So his room is relatively empty for the moment. In fact, the way he answers the door rubbing his eyes implies he was probably just napping in there. Can’t deal with things if you’re asleep!!
Speaking of not wanting to deal with things and wishing he was asleep— ]
Oh. [ Funny. Did he not just have a conversation to stay away from Jinx the very best he can? He should probably close the door then, no matter how incredibly rude that is.
…
He doesn’t, though. He does tense a bit, however, basically expecting the worst immediately. ]
[ the very first thing he does after getting back from camp is go to a bar. maybe hurikane. maybe topy. it didn't matter. he gets the heck up from bed and out the cabin and flies straight towards alcohol and.......
well, let's spend the entire day and night after that drinking his brains out, because he's the most functional bastard of all time. not to be dramatic but he'd been slightly or pretty fucked up trying to go sober for nearly a month, but he'd deserved it. after fucking up again drinking turned a little intermittent but another week of sobriety really messed with him, he sure feels better after adding a generous or mortal-ly deadly amount of booze in the system. hell yes.
so it's the perfect or worst time to ask mizuki on that date, because he's a mess who needs to be dumped asap. AKA now now now now now-- ]
miiiizukiiiiiii still wannan go out to tom baham sometimeme? lets goooo soon as trhe room stops spinnging hehe
[ "Forever" doesn't mean he's dumping Venti now. Sorry! If the dumping is happening, a certain bard has to be the one to initiate. That can't possibly go wrong! The texts makes Mizuki sigh a little at his phone, however. ]
venti! sure we can go on a date, but do u wanna wait, maybe? it sounds like maybe u need rest more than u need 2 go out :P
[Mizuki should know the drill by now: just videos with no explanation.
The first shows a bone fragment unfolding into a fully grown human skeleton. The skeleton then grabs a broom and starts sweeping a cabin's floor.
The second video shows Palamedes' attempt to summon spirits. It's got a ritual magic circle, candles and creepy wards that are obviously drawn in blood. It doesn't actually work but hey, at least it's got cool atmosphere?]
Skulduggery Pleasant talked to the captain. The water thing is because one of his spells backfired. Also, there's a good chance next excursion will be bad. Be careful if you decide to go.
well it’s nice to have a bit of warning this time, at least u know me, tho! if u and clarke r going, im coming, too … i will let ppl kno abt this tho thx
[Ebalon has been pretty much spewing Raw Anger into the shared emotion cup for the past two days, but finally he's gotten in the right headspace to actually say something, so.]
I apologise for being distant since laser tag.
Clarke broke into my room yesterday. After the stunt she pulled at the game proper, and then turning around to do this while I was out, I'm not in a good mood.
[So, hey, remember how Ebalon has spent this entire month fucking shit up? "What about the part where he took care of Mizuki while he was sick and comforted him and they played games and—" no there are only fuckups. Remember the part where there were some fuckups? Tonight, he's making up for it. With a... very-much-planned-in-advance date, mind you, but he's still making up for it.
Mizuki will get a text message around 8pm, after the sun sets and the moon is decently-high in the sky.]
Meet me on deck six. ^^ Bring your music.
["Bring a nice playlist" is what he means to say there, but the word "playlist" is not in his vernacular still.
It's the night of the crescent moon, and despite the sky in this realm probably being artificial, it's still a beautiful sight amidst the stars. Ebalon has decided to push aside all the chairs and such by the pool to make room, effectively saying "fuck you" to anyone else who wants to spend time night swimming or something. There are only so many places to have a date and he has picked This One. He, frankly, expects the other passengers to comply with this. So!
Here he is, standing on a silent, empty deck, with only the lapping of waves to be heard. There's nothing much to speak of going on at the moment, except for the fact that Ebalon is dressed to the nines. That probably says a lot about him, since he's normally... you know, fancy. And yes, that is a veil, we do not skimp on fashion here (he will take it off soon). He's also standing in a way that says he might be hiding something behind his back...
What a weird text to get out of nowhere. Did he have plans? Bring music? What kind of music? This seems less like a request that could be coming from Ebalon, but…?? Fortunately, he does have a playlist already set up for dancing, ever since the camp fiasco, but… hm. Is this going to be like that? Should he put together something nicer? Something more casual?
…
Actually, he got some nice clothes today, maybe that wasn't a coincidence— ]
ok!! um… give me a minute!! should i… put smth nice on? just to make sure i dont wanna show up under or over dressed!!!
[ He is going to take like 15 minutes to get ready, sorry, Ebalon. ]
!!! what!!! a gift!!! oh, but i dont have anything 4 u?! not that theres much in way of things to get for ur friends on the ship but i can bring u crab legs or breakfast in bed or i could loan u one of my games for a week!!
[ so, a good night's sleep isn't actually the cure to turning him back human.
venti rises early, maybe like a chicken, though he is a wisp. he'd happily cuddle as close to mizuki as he could through the night, and even a tiny fairy's dream could be soft and warm, a memory of hands cupping him securely, the familiar voice, the ache of wanting to be with... but then he opens his eyes to see mizuki. and the flow of affection through him is definitely different, almost nostalgic, undeniably yearning.
he pecks a little wisp kiss to mizuki's nose, his cheeks, his temple. then hums a little song, 'moon river', as his wings thrum in content; a small alarm clock or dawn chorus of one. ]
[ Mizuki isn't exactly used to sleeping "alone" anymore. It's rare for him to do so, which is quite the delight for someone who craves touch so much. Even though Venti is still here, however, there isn't a proper body to cuddle or kiss or spoon or be spooned by. Thus, Mizuki defaults to his usual position he sleeps in when he's alone, which is to say he curls in on himself and makes a psuedo-nest of tentacles around him. He does, however, keep his hands cupped to keep Venti safe and close through the night. He's still enough that they never really close on Venti, though he may feel his fingers twitch as he enters REM cycles.
He does stir when there's small nudges against his face, blinking lazily a few times as he attempts to wake up and figure out… what's happening. Where is he? What year is it…
…
The song almost lulls him back to sleep instead of waking him up, honestly, but once he realizes it's Venti that's singing to him, he manages to keep his eyes open. Accompanied by a tired smile, he speaks in his siren voice still. He remembers that he asked if he should stick with it like this, after all, and it's not like it's unnatural for him to speak like this. This is just how he would speak underwater, along with other Aegir. ]
…Morning to you too, my love. You're so cute… [ He does his best to return a kiss to the top of the wisp's head. ]
Mizuki crawls into his lap and Ebalon's brain kicks into horny. He immediately wraps his arms around Mizuki's waist, leaning forward like he's going to kiss him, but instead he purrs:]
[ Horny registered! But if they’re going to do anything like that, he should probably move them further away from the road…? Also, pull the hood up so they’re not both hanging out of the convertible in the air like this.
Whatever. Kisses first. He closes the distance to lock his lips against Ebalon’s and just holds them there. After a moment, he even flicks his tongue greedily against his beloved’s lips. ]
[ Hot is what it is. Fortunately for the both of them, Mizuki is in his cabin and Jenny is off doing whatever it is weird storm goddesses do. He’d been in the midst of a very intense run of… Stardew Valley, so he can be pretty easily set that aside.
Especially once he’s face to face with his very pretty boyfriend, especially with his new accessory? Hard to miss it when he’s always looking up at Ebalon anyway. ]
… Dantalion. Hi. [ Seems jellyfish is broken. He’s a little mystified. ]
[ Venti is a whole dumbass. But he’s a whole dumbass that Mizuki loves to death, so this gets a dumb giddy smile out of him anyway. He spends a second before replying just setting the phone to his forehead and giggling stupidly against it. ]
i should hope im not a date that’d make it much harder to kiss u, i think 💙💚
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