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[vexy]

Characters: Vex & you
Summary: It's been 20 days since Vex arrived in Xistentia, and nobody has seen or heard from Mark in all this time (for you animal-types, his scent is completely faded from Vex by now). It may be time to broach the subject or just hang out with the obviously in-denial fae. If you're a stranger to Vex, or don't know him that well, you may want chill with him on his beach-view porch, he's got cold beers. Ping thefacelessevil if you want a special starter.
Date(s): June 18th, or dates approximately around then.
Warnings/Notes: death is a prevalent subject, some smut.



OPTION I

Vex's native look hadn't changed much since he first arrived, mainly because it was easier to hand-wash one set of clothes rather than a full wardrobe. He wasn't particularly in the mood to be vain, anyway. His routine hadn't varied much as he still felt more than a little overwhelmed and lost, as such he would go into town for supplies, occasionally scout the area, but in the late afternoons he'd watch the sunset in one of his porch chairs and a cold beer in hand.

He could see him out there in the sand, Mark had always loved the beach. Whether he was running around as a panther or a fae, kicking his feet in the waves, or relaxing in the hot sand, Vex saw him as if he were real. He never tried to go out to interact with the visions, he had a feeling he would spoil them or, even worse, they would disappear- like he had in the portal less than a second after Vex lost his grip on his hand.

If he was greeted while in this state it make take him a moment to hear or see, as he was so lost in this fantasy world that reality was very difficult to grasp. His daemon sat by the edge of the deck, a black short-haired cat with unnatural blue eyes which peered out at the ocean.

OPTION II

It was raining, but Vex did his shopping despite the weather. At least it was warm rain, though without an umbrella it soaked his clothes and made his flip-flops sound rather squishy as he walked. He didn't seem to care how much water he was tracking inside the buildings, even though which now had proper shopkeepers. Feel free to scold him for being so careless, or perhaps help him gather supplies.

Even better, offer him a drink and he may actually open up for more than only smalltalk.

OPTION III

Choose your own adventure! Vex can be encountered almost anywhere and he's always got his daemon with him, so go wild if you wish.

Comments

[hasitsthorns]

[ Pft. I mean, it's not actually far from the truth. She had no real claim to that ass, even if she had recently taken it. ]

I mean, I'unno. [ Vex is actually one of the last person she thought she'd be confiding her insecurities about her relationship to, but. ] I just worry either someone's gonna' show up he realizes is way better than me. Or, like, when we go back to his world he'll have people that are better than me.

[vexy]

Uh, darling, nobody new needs to show up for that to happen. You're not exactly the most perfect specimen of shewolf. I mean, bloody hell, there's a ten right here and you know he's hungry for a piece. [ He waved a hand at himself. ]

But he goes back to you, and that's gotta count for something, yeah? [ Oh Vex, somehow putting things in perspective in the most asshole way possible. ] He could've gone home anytime he was in Eudio to get a piece of quality meat, if he had it back there, but he stayed. You must be doing something right.

[hasitsthorns]

[ To that, she just stares as flatly as humanly possible at the fae. He's calling her 'not exactly perfect' but himself a ten? Yeah, she's not even going to go there with him right now. That's almost too easy.

So she focuses instead on the next thing said. Turns it over in her brain a little bit. That... does make sense, actually. ] I mean. Yeah, I guess.

I don't know what, but. He's still here too, when he doesn't have to be so...

[ That has to mean something. Right? ]

[vexy]

Exactly. He's got his pick of people he could be clinging onto. And against all odds, for whatever absolutely insane reason, he picked you. So, either he's bonkers or he loves ya. Either way you oughta stop looking a gift horse in the mouth and enjoy that, you're not gonna get another one like him anytime soon.

[ Ladies and gentlemen, this is Vex being nice. ]

[hasitsthorns]

[ Well, ]

My bet's on bonkers, honestly. I mean, you know me. But alright, okay. I get it. I'll try and stop worrying about it and just believe for whatever reason he wants to be with me.

[ Gosh!!! ]

[vexy]

Right! Good. Because it's not like you need more worry lines, you're already terribly crinkly up here.

[ He wiggled his finger near her eyes. ]

[hasitsthorns]

[ She might chomp her teeth together in a playful warning at that far too close finger. Meaning that she totally did. ]

Excuse you, those are laughter lines! And I'm not crinkly anywhere. I've still got a good couple of centuries before I really start to age.

[vexy]

[ The chomp made him grin. It wasn't the first time he'd gotten chomped at and he was sure it wasn't the last, it was just fun. ]

Uh huh. Tell that to your crow's feet. C'mon luv, let's get this swill and go get smashed.