vatheon | It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.

Who: Mituna Captor & YOU
When: April 8th
Where: Phanga neighbourhood (to start)
Style: Action, but reply with what you prefer!
Status: Open

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"Fuck!"

The first thing that might be noticed as Mituna Captor's voice broadcast over the SFCs and filtered out through an open window into the street of the Phanga neighbourhood was the significant lessening of his ever-present vocal slurring. The single, vitriolic word was crisp and sharp, and rightly so for although the yellowblood had woken up entirely blind - the cause of his outburst - he also awoke with every part of his mind slotted into the right place. Like a jigsaw finally being put together, he could fully comprehend what was happening around him in a way that he hadn't been able to in sweeps. Sparks crackled at his fingers and he didn't even have to force it. Not that it would be any fucking use since he couldn't fucking see.

Still, he had enough presence of mind to fumble his way into some clothes and carefully feel his way to the door - not without cracking his shins on one of the door frames along the way - and when he found it and pulled it open, he could feel warmth on his face and he knew he should be seeing, he knew his eyes were wide open and...

Why couldn't he see.

"What the ever-loving, grubthucking fuck is happening," he muttered, gripping against the door frame and resting his forehead against it. Memories floated back to him as he stood there. Noise and light. Fear. Pain. He flinched, shook it off and shivered. This was just his fucking luck, wasn't it? The universe, once again, ramming a throbbing bonebulge right up his nook for shits and giggles.

He sat down on the doorstep and rubbed one temple, trying to organise his thoughts.

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"I will! I'll tell you all the flavours, and what colours they are, and which are my favourites too! Careful, there's one step now to get in the door, I'm going to hold it open for you, okay?"

She maneuvers around a little so that she can do just that without needing to let go of his hand, holding the door open to lead him inside.

"Mm." His foot nudged against the step and he tightened his grip on her hand, pushing down the flash of fear that came along with believing he was going to fall. In a change of pace from his usual behaviour, he didn't, and used the frame of the door to guide himself inside.

"If I walk into thomething.." A pause. "I don't fucking care, I can't thee who'th thtaring."

"I won't let you walk into anything! Really! And there's no on to stare either, don't worry." Her grip tightens on him and she turns so that she can hold onto his elbow with her other hand, the better to guide him safely into the shop.

"You're inside the building now! See, it's fine."

As small as she was she was still the only anchor he had right now, and though he wasn't that keen on being touched, somehow he didn't mind it from her. He settled his elbow in her grip and let her guide him, moving uncertainly and giving a little nod.

"Yeah, thure. Let'th get a theat or thomething."

"Okay! Just over here. Four more steps!" She leads him to a table and pulls a chair out for him, waiting until he's seated down to flop into a chair herself.

"And now we can order our ice cream!!"

"I thtill don't know what there ith," Mituna pointed out, but he was no longer sounding even half as sour over things as he had been before.

All in all, he was actually grateful to be out - it had been far too quiet at home.

"I know. I know, I'm going to tell you!" She starts listing off flavours, letting him know what colours they are and also her personal opinion of the ones she's tried already. She seems to be particularly fond of the sweeter ones. "And you can have them in a cone or in a cup and ask for extra sprinkles and chocolate bits on top!" she finishes.

He listened, head slightly cocked as he kept his attention on her. The fact she liked the sweeter ones wasn't something he missed, but his own love for sweet food wasn't only limited to honey.

"I'll have the thtrawberry one.. not in a cone though, I'll jutht get it all over the fucking table."

"Aww, okay. Next time we come you should have it in a cone, though! It's more fun that way!" Says the girl who ends up with ice cream all over her face every single time. "I'll be right back!" She goes off to the counter to order. The salesperson doling out ice creams makes a panicked sound when he sees her - but for once she doesn't have a mini-breakdown over what to choose. It wouldn't be fun when it would only worry Mituna.

She'll just make twice as much of a fuss next time Equius brings her over.

It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.

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