xistentia | (no subject)

Characters: Rosie, Vanyel, and Farraige.
Summary: Nerds talkin' about feelings and stuff
Date(s): Before the au event
Warnings/Notes: Talk of relationships, language, potentially nsfw!

[This was a conversation a long time coming, when Farraige first learned of Rosie's relationship with Vanyel, he felt like he shouldn't have interfered, especially with the way their relationship went. But he felt himself drawn back to Rosie again and again. The fact that she and Vanyel had an open relationship did make things easier on his conscience. But that would only do for so long. A part of him he didn't want to admit did feel a little possessive for someone that made him feel like she did.

So perhaps it was high time they meet. Farraige didn't like feeling like he was hiding, and he had to admit some part of him felt like something of an outsider. But even with that feeling, he would be unlikely to give up how he felt about Rosie. It was just as well, he had wanted to meet Vanyel in Eudio but circumstances didn't permit. Even if his memory of their conversations had grown a little hazy in the interim, he remembered Vanyel speaking as a stand-up person. With no idea of how time and the change in scenery might have affected him, Farraige hoped he would still be as decent seeming a person as he remembered. It's this moment Farraige finds himself in, waiting for the two to arrive at his home.]

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[He says little more on the subject, but his expression communicates enough of his relief.]

I really appreciate you both for understanding.

[His posture relaxes a little, seeming less folded in on himself.]

Maybe this can work. I'd really like to go back someday and prove the masters wrong about their whole philosophy.

I'd like you to be able to tell them they were full of it, too.

[ Rose doesn't know the whole of things so she can't rightfully say such a thing, but- It doesn't stop her from thinking it all the same. She wants Farraige to be able to do what he wants without worry of how his involvement might affect things or feel like he can't for any such reasons. Rose herself had spent too much of her life believing things of a similar vein and she'll happily hop on the opportunity to help someone else in that way. ]

Well, boys, [ she says, smiling big and bright and, for once, genuine as can be. ] I think we've got ourselves the start to a good relationship.

[He knows even less than Rose, but. He's fundamentally opposed to anyone having to hide or repress themselves. So]

Agreed. [He says, and smiles at both of them.] On both counts.