Civil conversations. maybe.

[bufudine]

Who: Serph and Vanitas
Where: Approaching the park
When: Shortly after this thread.
Style: [there can be no other]
Status: CLOSED


[After seeing some of the little Unversed in Rinoa's broadcast, Serph set out to find Vanitas. Mickey had warned him. And while he isn't ignoring the warning, per se, Serph certainly isn't about to stay away from Vanitas.

Avoiding openly travelling on the main streets, he searches for Vanitas while transformed; demons are better at hunting, after all. But he's not hunting to kill, this time.

Serph comes across some stray Unversed -- they're quickly dispatched -- before he finally tracks Vanitas down to the park, though Serph's uncertain of his exact location. Now, where could he be...?]

Comments

I fail

[halfhearted]

[There was another Unversed skittering around by the trees. It hasn’t noticed the demon close by and was carrying some folded flyers. Maybe he’ll recognize them from the color or a peek of their design as it moved.

The little Flood’s master could be found sitting on the branch of a large tree. He seemed to be studying something on his SFC for a moment. The critter clambered on up via shadow puddle before emerging again to fork over it’s haul. The Starfish was "pocketed" before he idly flipped through the brochure.

"Helmet boy" gave zero indication that he was aware he might have company.]

/touches

[bufudine]

[Serph can sense the Unversed carrying something, but while his demonic senses are better at tracking down living and moving creatures, his human eyes are better at seeing distinct features on inanimate objects. He can't recognise the papers the Unversed is carrying, but the fact it's carrying something stops him from outright killing it; they could belong to someone, and unfortunately, his demon isn't very good at keeping things intact.

But maybe it's a good thing he left the Unversed alive.

Serph reverts as he approaches the tree. If the bright lights of his transformation back to his human form don't attract Vanitas' attention, surely a familiar voice calling his name would?]

Vanitas.

[It's still his usual neutral tone.]

<3

[halfhearted]

[They will have to see if it is a good thing or not.

Vanitas’ helmet did move in the direction of the light. Demons are magical girls Man, you can blind someone with that. Thankfully his visor doubled as shades. ]

Looks like a warning did go out about me. Was it the mouse or Terra? [Seeing as Serph knows his name now.

Can't get much of a reading from Mr. Neutral.] Can't find your way home or were you looking for something? [He wouldn't help either way.]

[bufudine]

[Says Mr. Reflective Head. Also goddammit man, get down from that tree; Serph's gonna get a sore neck looking up there.]

It was Mickey.

[He doesn't really see much harm in giving Vanitas that information. And please, he's been living here for over 5 months, he can find his way back to the base with his eyes shut. He answers the question like the derp he is.]

I was looking for you.

[Vanitas is a thing, right? Serph says it in a calm voice, and while it isn't accusatory, it isn't particularly amiable either. His gaze flicks to the stray Unversed before it goes back to Vanitas.]

[halfhearted]

[Screw you. He is totally comfortable up on this branch. If Serph doesn’t want to get a sore neck, he can get his butt on a branch as well. His own branch though.

That would explain why they didn’t fail in the keeping it from his eyes. Not like it mattered really. He could piece together what was said from their experiences and from what transpired a couple weeks back.

It was the last thing said that actually held Vanitas’ attention.]

Congrats. You found me. Are we done? [Blatantly ignoring the look sent to his Flood]

[bufudine]

[No way, man. Does he look like a dude who climbs trees? No, I didn't think so. Vanitas can get his skinny ass down here!! And no, no they are not done.]

I'd like to know why your Unversed are roaming the city.

[His voice is still neutral, no anger or irritation in it.]

[halfhearted]

[He doesn't have a skinny ass. It's a nice ass. Why do you think he needs the skirt?

Still sitting in his tree.]

What does it look like they're doing? They are gathering whatever could be useful. [Stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.]

[bufudine]

[He needs the skirt to hide it! That's how undesirable his ass is.

...Well fine then. Serph is okay with craning his neck and talking up at Vanitas. And probably also getting a good look up Vanitas' skirt while he's at it.]

Including items that belong to others?

[His tone is still neutral.]

[halfhearted]

[And then one night Serph will see a white ass outside his window. Want the view a full moon?

Look all you like. Not like he has anything to hide there, Mr. Armor Thong. How can things breathe in under that anyways? ]

If someone was dumb enough to let them take it. [A shrug. Yup. Totally not his issues.] Are you bored enough to want to play Twenty Questions with me or is this about the girl on the network?

[bufudine]

[Ew gross no one wants to wake up to that in the morning!! Wear one and find out.

Play... twenty questions? Is that a game? Serph shakes his head.]

I'd like to know you better.

[As a person, not a darkness boogeyman.]

But I also do not wish to fight you, should you or your Unversed cause serious conflict.

[Though he will if he must.]

[halfhearted]

[You would be lucky to be bestowed with such a sight. Fine, he'll keep his ass to himself. Offering to lend yours?]

And who says I want you to?

[Does he hide in a closet or under a bed now?]

I can't make any promises. [About the keeping out of serious conflicts thing.] I don't get you.

[bufudine]

[HELL NO. GET YOUR OWN THONG. Preferably from your own closet.

Serph has no desire to force friendship, but not learning more about the people he shares the bubble seems a waste. And, well... Serph doesn't expect promises from Vanitas. He wouldn't ask someone to promise something like that.

He tilts his head, not understanding the last sentence.]

What don't you get?