Vanyel Ashkevron (
peacockherald) wrote in
paradisa2012-11-01 09:53 pm
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Snow White Needs a Kiss [ Action ]
[ Paradisa, see that pretty white horse? Well, she's hauling butt from the fields towards where Vanyel's glass casket is in the garden. She had been out at the fields to graze a bit so she didn't hurt the garden when she felt it. He was back. He wasn't dreaming, he was back.
Except, when she got there, all that was different was that the glass top of the casket had somehow shifted into glass-formed flowers around his still prone body.
Yes, Vanyel was still asleep, or at least, it seemed that way. Perhaps he was trying to wake up and it was just hard to, considering he had been asleep for a month. She tried nudging him, but nothing happened, he remained sleeping.
Maybe he needed some extra incentive?]
[ooc: shake him, slap him, punch him, kiss him - try and wake him up however you like ~]
Except, when she got there, all that was different was that the glass top of the casket had somehow shifted into glass-formed flowers around his still prone body.
Yes, Vanyel was still asleep, or at least, it seemed that way. Perhaps he was trying to wake up and it was just hard to, considering he had been asleep for a month. She tried nudging him, but nothing happened, he remained sleeping.
Maybe he needed some extra incentive?]
[ooc: shake him, slap him, punch him, kiss him - try and wake him up however you like ~]

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[Because it was embarrassing to think he might need the other to help him bathe.]
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And... thank you.
[He made it to his door and in, able to walk himself easily enough now. He got the bath going and lingered in it with a sigh, communing with Yfandes as he did, assuring her he was fine and just reveling in being able to feel her again. It had felt like too long, like a part of him was gone, and he did not like her upset.
He got out a bit later, feeling clean, dressed in a simple, long cotton tunic and trews, his hair damp around his shoulders.]
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He opened up the door and smiled when he saw Clow.]
Excellent timing.
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Glad to see you didn't fall asleep in the tub. Where should I put these?
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[He looked about, but realized he did not really have a proper table for them. With a quick wish he worked up a table for two and motioned.]
That should do.
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There. I thought you might want something more than just dumplings.
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[He set Kero to the side on the table and took a clear plate, putting a few dumplings and other items onto it, humming to himself as the heady scents assaulted him, making his stomach growl.]
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More accurate to say I know hungry people, I think. But you're welcome.
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[He began to dig in, eating slowly to let his stomach adjust properly, sipping wine now and then. He looked at Clow and smiled a bit.]
For what it's worth, after Yfandes, I'm glad you're the first person I met when I woke up.
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Oh?
[Because while yes, he has somewhat been courting Vanyel, he was expecting more resistance, given what Felix had told him.]
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[And handsome, at that, but even with the knowledge the other was not adverse to such a relationship, he had no idea if the other was courting him or would want to, and he would not force his feelings on the other.]
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I'm honored - though you've been here a while, so I'm certain you have more friends than just me. I know Felix worries about you, for one.
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[He smiled fondly at the man as he popped a dumpling into his mouth.]
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No, because Felix is too polite to have dragged you on it~
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[He grins before eating another dumpling, glad for the conversation, for this sense of normality after the strange thing that had happened to him.]
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There was never any risk of death!
[He goes back to his usual grin]
If nothing else, because I know at least five different levitation spells.
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[He laughed and sipped at a bit of soup and after a minute decided it was enough and set his food aside, not wanting to tax his belly.]
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