Dorm Log!

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Who: It's OPEN. (Anyone)
What: Dorm hijinks and etc. Whatever you want.
Where: Student and Teacher dorms, and quite possibly beyond.
When: January 20-31
Warnings: Not even gonna.

Remembuh me? The roomie log turned out to be a success, and a lot of really awesome interactions took place. Because of this, I've decided it was about time to post round two. The name has been changed a little because I think it reflects the premise slightly better.

Basically, here's what this is: we all know our characters experience downtime after classes and their busy schedules, and this is a good portal for those kinds of miscellaneous dorm-shenanigans to take place. Not only does it give your characters the easy chance to meet new people in a laid-back environment but it's a good mechanism for strengthening CR and the like. Some examples can be seen in the link I provided if you fight through the buttload of comments in case I'm sort of unclear.

So how do we start? It's up to you, really. Don't have any plans with anyone else but want your character bugged? Start a thread. It helps to staple dates and times, but you can keep that completely ambiguous if you really don't care/it doesn't matter. So disembark and wreak havoc amongst yourselves! Set up karaoke and sing loudly to further improve relations with dorm neighbors! Jack cylindrical fluorescent light bulbs from the supply closet and fight like Jedi Masters! Build couch forts with other people's laundry! (...ew?) Hold a "study session" with that special someone of yours! Harass teachers and students alike with your inane questions! What bountiful possibilities await you.

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[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

It... will not.

As Uxie pointed out to me while I was in my previous state, these slip-ups in time are happening for a reason. If it was something that I should be truly worried about, my mother would tell me so.

[A sigh escaped her lips. If she had just realized this before it was too late, and not bottled it up. None of this would have happened.

It was so hard to cope with these feelings. Dana was not used to being overcome with so much regret and sadness.]

I did not even think of coming to her. My first mistake that I had made was to just bottle it up. Thinking that I would be able to solve it my own way.

[punchtheflowers.livejournal.com]

[So, gods weren't infallible. If it was her pride that kept her from getting help, then... Vinnie grimaced a little. That was something he was guilty for sometimes as well.

He didn't say anything for a moment. Then, with a sigh, he lifted his eyes to meet hers.]

You can't go at it alone. Even if you are a god, huh.

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[Dana seemed to just freeze up as he looked into her eyes.]

I... I was just so used to doing things on my own. I was without help in maintaining the time stream. The only help that I sometimes do get is when my mother does help.

[She had looked away when he stared at her, and looked back at him with a small smile]

Coming to this school seems to have taught me more about myself than I thought I had never known before. In so many ways, to be honest.

[punchtheflowers.livejournal.com]

[Vinnie gave a bit of a snort at that. To think, someone who had been alive for billions and millions of years having to go to school to learn this sort of stuff.]

Nothing like an asskicking to drill the hard lessons into your head, huh.

[He leaned forward, elbows balanced on his knees as his gaze wandered away in thought again.]

...You'll be al'right. You're made of tough stuff. Not everyone is. Fallin' down and getting back up again, that's just how it goes for everybody.

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

Of course. Is there any other way to make an old legendary learn something and keep it stuck in their heads?

[Shaking her head, she gave off a slight chuckle.]

I suppose we are built as we are for a reason.

[Ahh... It felt so good seeing how their forgiveness had shined through considering what she had done. Dana was especially happy regarding him.

Aww crud, was she starting to laugh again? You bet she was. It wasn't much, but it was just symbolizing how... glad she really was.]

[punchtheflowers.livejournal.com]

[Vinnie gave a weak, empathetic smirk, but still his heart wasn't in it. Was he mad at Dana? No, he wasn't... but all the same, he didn't feel happy. The sound of her laugh, however small, should've brought some warmth to him, but it didn't.

She wasn't the only one who just had a reality check served on a platter of asskicking, after all. The Venusaur could still feel the groans of his bruised ribs every time he breathed.]

Yeah...

[Breathe. Groan. Ache.]

...I'm glad you're feelin' better.

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[Her laughter subsided as he spoke. She hadn't realized how badly he was still injured. Dana's smile slowly fell from her face, shifting uncomfortably.

Oh Gods almighty... she had been so very foolish in remembering him in THAT way.]

But... Are you? Theres no need to worry about me, broken bones and other injuries are nothing to this body... Resting, by itself has given back some of my strength. I am still unable to really move, but that is not an important detail over the present matter.

[Vinnie you are getting the most concerned face ever. Just saying.]

[punchtheflowers.livejournal.com]

[Vinnie brushed it off.] It's really nothin'. I just... need some time.

[As though to prove the fact, he pushed himself off the chair and back on his feet with a small frown. It didn't hurt so much that he'd ever have to cry out in pain (except unless someone hit him in the same spot again), but it was still quite tender.

Vinnie dragged the chair back to its proper spot, as though ready to leave. He muttered his thoughts out loud as he did so.]

...Courage doesn't mean anything if you're not strong enough t'back it up. That's how you get killed. If you're not strong enough, you can't help anyone - you're just an idiot...

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[As he returned the chair to the original position that it was in and seemed to be leaving, Dana lifted herself up slowly using her good arm. Quietly groaning in pain, she stared at him with a sort of powerful intention.]

Realizing that, there... Are even m-more things that h-happen to help with being able to defeat anyone or anything. [She took a small pause, her arm starting to shake and her breath becoming a bit louder]

Vincent... [She couldn't continue, she was too busy focusing on trying to keep herself up.]

[punchtheflowers.livejournal.com]

[Vinnie shot her a stern look, wordlessly ordering her to have some common sense and to stay in bed. Not that he'd stop her if she kept trying - if she wanted to do it, she was free to make that decision for herself.]

Maybe. But if you'd killed me, I wouldn't have blamed you. It'd be my own goddamn fault for running in without thinking.

[If that fight had gone any other way... if Vinnie was back in the hospital, or dead, what would Red think? He would've burdened his family, everyone he cared about with grief, frustration, just because he didn't know when to stop. It made him feel sick inside that he barely considered the possible consequences when he rushed after Dana. He barely told anyone, he didn't even ask for their help.

He couldn't keep doing this.]

So don't kick yourself over the fight. I needed it.

[And he turned to leave.]

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[Of course, she lowered herself back down. It was the smart thing to do, the added command by Vinnie just making her do it that much faster.

This was the first time she had actually gotten angry since becoming primal.]

Do you not realize what an impact you caused when you did attack me? What if you actually did not do it? What if Uxie and Mesprit were not able to stop me?

You may think that it was foolish to do something like that. ... I have to agree that in a realistic sort of way it is. But...

[She stopped, and she snarled. God damnit Vin...]

I needed help, and you were one of the people who I had counted on for that sort of help! Do you not get it yet?! We do not know each other that well, but you are still one of my friends, and you proved yourself to be true when you faced me.

[Her voice lowered again, fuck was she blushing furiously right now]

Do... you realize that I did not kill you? I had multiple chances to finish you off - and you know that this is true - but I fought myself to stop from killing you each time. You, and everyone else who had faced me, are special to me. [God those... stupid tears were making their way back to the corner of her eyes again.

Why the hell did you have to be so stubborn sometimes, Vin? Seriously...]

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[Vinnie paused in his step, actually chuckling a little. Glancing back at Dana, he actually had a small grin on his face, this time much more genuine.]

You know, if it were anyone else, I bet they'd be relieved that I figured out t'stop fighting in my condition.

[He shoved his hands in his pockets, looking away again in a small measure of embarrassment. Even if he had been completely stupid, it... did feel nice to know that his stupidity was appreciated.]

...But thanks. I'm glad it managed to make a difference fr'you, somehow.

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[...Boy did she feel flustered. She sighed, smiling back and wiping her eyes on her bandages.]

Hm. I was a bit happy that you finally stopped when you did.

[She kept her head against the bed, looking up at him. Ahh... he was still toootally oblivious... ]

... I am too.

late post is late

[punchtheflowers.livejournal.com]

Like I said, an ass-kicking's the best teacher there is. You're not the only one with a thick head.

[Vinnie scratched his head, sparing one more fleeting glance at Dana before he headed towards the door again. His expression, while fond, was still weighed down by a heavy heart.]

You should rest. I still need t'figure out some things...

[And yes, utterly oblivious. His mind, alas, was elsewhere at the moment.]

Oh shhhhh

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[Perhaps one of these days he'll finally get hid head out of the clouds and see what she was trying to get out of him. Hm..]

Of course. ... Keep in mind if you do need to speak with me, I am open at all times. Do not hesitate, alright?

[And with that, she smirked a tiny bit and laid back down to relax, mumbling a quick phrase to him.]

Farewell for now, Vincent. I do hope whatever is clouding your mind becomes clear.

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[punchtheflowers.livejournal.com]

[Uh, no. He was never going to get it, Dana. But thanks for trying.]

S'just the same as you. Figuring out how to ask for help is a bitch, but... you still gotta do it.

Time doesn't solve everything.

...See you later, Dan.

[And he was out.]