There's no place like home for the holidays

[keepsthefire]

Who: VILLA PEOPLE and anyone else
Where: Where else, DA VILLA
When: Starting today, going allllll month!
Style: Any
Status: Open to all, visitors please sneak in a window knock

[Even with the curse going on and the myriad of new arrivals and new residents to that well known house in Vatheon, it's actually been more or less calm there. Not exactly quiet, but calm. Which is always nice to start the month of December with.

So what is your Villa person doing today? Cooking, hanging out, putting up Christmas decorations? Whatever the case, feel free to mingle about! There's plenty of new people to say hello to!]

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[symmetrophile]

[Kid doesn't feel the need to ask, when he already perceives Rin's head is resting beneath a proverbial guillotine's blade. His knuckles ache, his palms sting, and it's several more moments of the heat of pressure rising on crescents in his skin before the young reaper realizes his fingers are clenched.

He relaxes them, feeling his knuckles creak as he gives his fingers a moment to flex.]

Your circumstances are hardly what any reasonable person would call 'fair'.

[To say there's pity in that remark wouldn't be entirely accurate.

It's more like--

Admiration. To deal with adversity without losing one's determination, to face a deadline of this gravity and yet still reserve the energy to be positive and smile.

These aren't things Kid himself is capable of.]

[keepsthefire]

It ain't like I chose this life. Can't help who we come from.

[Rin glances up from the treats he's rolling around in a coating of crushed graham cracker, a pointed look directed at kid for just a second. He should know, after all. They're just kids, all of them, given life without any say of their own.

That note of admiration isn't lost on Rin, though, and he goes back to his task quietly.]

If I gave up, it'd be throwin' away everything the old man ever did for me. I wanna kill Satan, but I ain't becomin' an exorcist just for that. I'm gonna make damn sure no one else ever dies for me. I gotta become strong enough for that.

[symmetrophile]

[The reaper turns, stepping away from Rin and his work, arms folded.]

Having someone die for your sake. I can't say that I can understand what that's like.

[After all, as the son of Lord Death, he will inevitably outlive everyone he knows, those friendships he has come to cherish will inevitably wither like spring blossoms. That doesn't stop him from enjoying that bond while it lasts.

Nor does his presumed longevity stop him from being absolutely ready to give it up for the sake of those friends and the world they live in on a moment's notice.]

But to protect what remains, to want to make sure it doesn't happen again... [against the inevitability of loss] ...That, I can. You'll definitely reach your goal, of that I have no doubt.

[keepsthefire]

[That doesn't surprise Rin. Hell, in some weird way they can share that. Rin will likely outlive most of his human friends, but that doesn't stop him from making friends and doing what he can to keep and protect them.]

Heh. Thanks...

[When he looks up again, there's an actual smile this time. Having that vote of confidence, even from some one he just met recently, actually means a lot.]