routine open villa log

[darkasnight]

Who: Villa people + Guests
When: Anytime
Where: Da Villa
Style: Action or Log, go wild.
Status: Open

[So there's that cuddle for warmth curse going on for a few more days, but that aside all seems well inside the Villa. For now.

Anyways, who doesn't love a mingle log? Party poopers, that's who.

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[darkasnight]

[A]



[So there's a new cat roaming the Villa; anyone who's been around long enough may recognize him as Night, but those who haven't are in for a treat.

Right now he's just walking around and looking for people to cuddle up against. Also he may have found one of Kuro's old cat toys, but he's doing his damn best to ignore its siren jingle call.]

[B]

[And here we see (a normal-looking) Night in his room with the door open and poking around the few things that were left in here during his absence. Seems like his room turned into a small storage place. His exorcist coat and sword bag lay up against a chair in the corner.]

I wonder what I should do with this stuff...

B

[doctor_dragoon]

[Yukio's on his way back to his own room, arms wrapped around himself as he tries to ward off the cold that his jacket stubbornly refuses to do anything about. He stops when he sees the light on in Night's room, used to that particular door being closed and dark. Now he knew why.]

H-Hello, Night-san.

[darkasnight]

[He was peeking into a box when Yukio appears. So he leaves it there to straighten up and offer the younger man a lazy smile.]

Hey there. How was the clinic for you?

[doctor_dragoon]

Cold, but there isn't much to be done about that.

A

[exorcistinbloom]

[ is that a kitty Shiemi sees mO_Om

-- hey, wait, she knows this kitty. Night, wasn't it...? She pauses to look, and... yep, it's Night!

So don't mind her as she sweeps the kitty into her arms and just hugs him tight okok. ]

Night-! You've returned!

[darkasnight]

Mo- Sh-Shiemi? [Excuse him if he's a little stunned. It looks like she still has the same flabbergasted effect on him that she did when they first met.

He purrs quietly.] Y.. Yeah, I'm back now... How are you?

A

[proudsister]

[ Oh. Oh who is this cute little fella why hello handsome baby.

Liz stops in her tracks when she spots Night and she crouches down, holding a hand. ]

Well hey there. Where'd you come from?

[darkasnight]

[Instantly making a beeline for her hand, tail swaying this way and that.]

Mrow! [Yes he will butt his head against her hand, hello warmth.]

A

[spacecase]

[Hey guess what.

This kitty is gettin' scooped up.]

Hello, stranger! I would recognize that smell anywhere, when did you get back?

[darkasnight]

[Happy purr! He likes this.]

Just a day or so ago! I know it's been awhile... How are you?

[circumsutus]

[Y'all wanna cuddle Stein don't lie.

He's just kind of making some lunch. Shivering.

Marie's gone, and he's not in the best mood.]

[doctor_dragoon]

[Why does he keep running into you, Stein? Geez, it's like you both live in the same house or something.

Yukio was planning to make himself some hot tea, but the sight of Stein at the counter stops him in the doorway. Just the man he doesn't want to be around... but he can't avoid him forever, can he? After all, the more obvious it is that Stein sets him on edge, the more likely it is that the disturbing behavior will continue.

So you know what? He's just going to head right into the kitchen and put the kettle on like he isn't sharing space with a crazy person.]

[circumsutus]

[Stein's disturbing behavior is pretty much a constant. His friends just learn to ignore it or accept it as a usually-harmless personality quirk.]

Hello, Yukio.

[keepsthefire]

[The cold wasn't the only thing bothering Rin. Sure, it was a pain to deal with, especially when he couldn't get enough physical contact at work to ward it off completely until he was home and able to hug a few people, but it was obvious something else had been on his mind even before the marks had glowed last Sunday.

He should have been happy, he reasoned to himself and no one else, since him and Maka had lasted an entire year together, through all the trials and tribulations therein. But he couldn't fully shake the feeling that had settled on him since some weeks ago when a certain professor had dragged him through the proverbial and literal mud just to prove a point.

"Physically, he's strong enough, but he lacks experience and any kind of killing intent."

That had been the last thing Rin had heard, the conversation between Stein and Kid after he had "left" the garden. He had hesitated just inside, wanting so badly to go out there and scream about all the things he'd been through like a petulant child justifying his actions, but hearing that just... deflated him, and took any remaining fight out of his body, leaving him feeling defeated and worthless.

That had been weeks back, and the words still rang in his mind, a mocking echo to a bruised ego.

Standing out in the garden quietly some time after his shift had ended earlier that evening, shivering a bit from his lack of physical contact with anyone recently, he stared at the large clay pot he had gotten to replace the one he accidentally destroyed during that scuffle. Shiemi had already replanted the flowers, probably with all the same loving care she gave to any of her plants. He didn't know, he hadn't wanted to face her since that night and had simply left the pot with a hastily written apology note to her in front of her door a few days after it had happened.

His hands were curled in to fists at his sides, an expression of anger he wasn't aware he had on his face.

I don't wanna be like that, though. If he knew what it was like for me--... Fuck, does it even matter? What if he's right? If I can't step up and do what it takes, am I really gonna be able to protect people I care about... ? Am I gonna be able to keep anyone else from dying... ?]

[circumsutus]

Something bothering you, Rin?

[And here's Stein. Just the person Rin wanted to see.]

[keepsthefire]

[If Rin were a cat like Night, that voice would have resulted in ears going back. Instead Stein will probably see Rin's tail actually puff up before the half demon turns sharply on his heel with every intent to stomp by the professor.]

Piss off.

[Some one's still angry...]

[heartandsoul]

[Beep beep, the angst radar is going off.

Hello Rin, your girlfriend has joined the party.]

Rin? What are you thinking about?

[keepsthefire]

[the angst is strong with this one tonight]

Huh? Oh... n-nothin'...

[Whoops that's a lie. But he hasn't been entirely honest with her about what happened that night because the last thing he wants to do is turn her against the teacher she admires so much.

Forcing his hands to unclench, he turns away from the flower pot and moves closer to her.]

I'm freezin' again. Think I can get a hug?

[darkasnight]

Keep makin' that face and you'll make the plants wither.

[Night steps up from behind Rin, ruffling his hair when he draws close enough.]

What's up, kid?

[keepsthefire]

Huh? --wahey! Quit that, wouldya!

[Not really going to get an answer Night, Rin is too busy flailing at you]

[symmetrophile]

Are we fighting?

[It's an abrupt question, voiced by the suddenly approached reaper in a tone as openly curious as it is vaguely guilty, because gosh Rin has seemed cross with him for a lengthy amount of time.

And that made him feel bad and nervous. And he's still new to this... relationship thing, not to friendship but to the strange and enthralling creature called courtship. So he handled recent events like he was carrying around a priceless crystal vase, worried a wrong move might shatter it into pieces.]

Is that what this is?

[Hi, Rin. Guess who has three Sanzu lines and waited way too long to talk about something that happened weeks ago? YEAH.]

[keepsthefire]

What?

[The question snaps Rin out of his daze, head jerking up to look at Kid in clear confusion. Fighting? What--

Oh.]

No. I not mad at you, Kid.

[Except that he kind of was? But he was mad at Stein more than anything, and mad at himself second, for so many reasons. With Kid was it was more an issue of the simple fact that he had been there and stopped it, yet done so in a way that Rin didn't feel as if he had been vindicated at all.

A huff of air left him, cold, shaking hand dragging through the mess that was his hair as he turned fully to face the reaper, head tilting back just that tiny bit needed to focus on the gold eyes staring at him.

Had it really been since that night that they hadn't truly spoken? The silence between them was nearly as painful as the storm of guilt and emasculation he had felt during that unfortunate match with the professor, yet he had done nothing about it. This, after telling Bon (and Sora, some weeks befoer that) that communication was key in relationships.

That realization in itself was enough to renew the heavy pangs in his chest.]

... I'm... upset. A little at you, I guess-- I'unno.

[heartandsoul]

[Wearing a cardigan inside in the middle of July is stupid.

So Maka's doing it, even if she knows that it won't stave off the cold. Distracting herself works more effectively and, for once, she's not doing it with reading. No, instead Maka is sewing to distract herself from the coldness and the feelings of unrest around the house.

Your stitches could use work.

--Ah. She pricked herself. Maka stares at the bead of blood coming forth before mashing it down with an insistent rub of a tissue. Don't do that, Maka, poking yourself with the needle is counterproductive. She resumes her stitches, slower, more precise than before.]

[symmetrophile]

[It sure is! Know what is also stupid?

A reaper, who should by all rights be nearly immune to temperature extremes short of 'freeze you solid in seconds' or 'spontaneous combustion' is milling around with his teeth chattering.

It's kind of ruining any effect of being a properly imposing death god.

As well as any attempts to slip unheard into a room.

Why? Not because stitching particularly interests him, but because Maka is there, and Maka is enough reason for a plethora of positive endeavors.]

How rare. [Nope, it's physically impossible to be dignified when you are shivering like a leaf.] What are you working on?

[heartandsoul]

[She stops.

Glances up at him.

Then switches hands so she pricks her other thumb with the needle, not missing a beat, not taking her eyes off of him, then she switches her hands back and continues her work.]

It's a pillow case, nothing very special.