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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[symmetrophile]

[That has all the sound of private regrets.

This is Kid sidling a glance up one way and then the other, stealing discreet glimpses of his surroundings with his fingers lacing cool between Rin's. The lean of his long body to bump (gently) his forehead against the half-demon's, other hand belatedly seeking to complete the gesture.]

There's nothing to gain in carrying around the things in the past you can't change. Learn from those lessons, but don't burden yourself unnecessarily.

[It's the pressure of his soul's wavelength that embraces him sooner than his body following suit, but that's a gesture of affection with which he's just more familiar.]

[keepsthefire]

What if... I don't really feel like I learned anythin'... ?

[His voice is quieter now, muffled even as he finds himself enveloped in the reaper's embrace. He presses his face in to Kid's chest with a tired sigh, the shivers that had been overtaking him the entire conversation finally ebbing thanks to renewed physical contact.

It's exhausting, holding on to that much emotion. How the fuck does Yukio handle it?]

I feel like I went backwards, if anythin'.

[symmetrophile]

Whether your view is as a mortal or a reaper, there is one constant fact related to states of being.

You may be in a state of growth or of decay, but the choice is generally yours.

[There's a movement of his head, the tip of his nose burrowing into his hair, into the hollow behind one ear. Hardly an embrace he might have deemed attractively or acceptably symmetrical, but affection wars tidily with obsession, and Kid finds that he can tolerate the discomfort.

Hah, Weapons may love blindly, but this reaper might just try to go against his very nature because of the two people he cares very deeply about. As much as it chafes him, he means to comfort Rin.]

Do you feel that you've ceased growing?

[keepsthefire]

I--... I don't really know. How can I even tell? I don't... really have any way to know if I've progressed at all.

[There was no real starting point for him to measure off of. Unlike students that were normally put in to the cram school, or even people at the school Maka and Kid attended, Rin had been thrown in to the world of demons and exorcists almost overnight.

He didn't know where he stood, beyond 'I can kind of control my flames better now', and that was more frustrating than anything for him.]