By My Fingers!

Affiliated Roleplay Blog for Original Character, Vantiel Mortiss.

[bymyfingers]

“A holiday revolving around love? Do people from this world and others not show their love and devotion for their significant other daily? How dreadful.”

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junkyardogiii:

“Ha. If you say so. Celebrating with alcohol’s been pretty great for me so far, though. Why all the gloom about the new year not being different anyway? Expecting everything to suddenly be sunshine and rainbows or something?”

“Never in my life have I expected anything to be sunshine and rainbows. This simply isn’t something we’ve celebrated back home. Once one year passes into another, we simply move on with our lives. There’s no grand celebrations or the like. We’re simply happy to be alive with all the monsters that make our world their home. But they’ve always been there so, naturally, it’s just another day for us.”

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junkyardogiii:

“No one really gives a shit about what happens after a holiday. It’s all the alcohol you drink during it that really matters.”

“As much as I enjoy a good drink as much as the next person, I’m going to have to disagree with you. People are quite content with what comes after the holidays as well as celebrating said holidays. I think you among many other lonely, sad people would be the ones celebrating it with only alcohol.”

[bymyfingers]

“For all the riot you lot made about a new year, it certainly doesn’t feel any different.”

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scavengess replied to your post: scavengess replied to your post: ...

YOU CALLED ME AMAZING YOU BIG BABY

I TAKE IT BACK

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scavengess replied to your post: scavengess replied to your post: ...

Okay but you won’t find any so

yeah cuz i don’t fuckin need friends they’re sTUPID

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monsoonmelodies:

“Awww buddy right now is the best time of year for wishes to come true. All you gotta do is believe. Hold that star tight and you’ll find your way like a wayfinder.”

“...Do you actually believe the drivel that’s coming from your mouth? I have to wonder if you believe me to be some kind of child. I’ve no reason to hold onto some star and hope that it will whisk me away to better days!” There were no ‘better days’ for him, really. “The only thing I believe in is me. It’s as simple as that.”

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scavengess replied to your post: “I find it very unlikely that any wish I ask for...

Wish for a better attitude

how about better friends

[bymyfingers]

“I find it very unlikely that any wish I ask for would get granted. I find little stock in wishes anyway. They’ve never come true for me before. So why bother getting lost in some illusion now?”

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scavengess:

     “Maybe. I mostly feel hindered by it. I don’t… remember my parents, or why I was left behind. I don’t know if it was to protect me or if I was a burden.” The internal struggle that she would always battle with while her questions had no answers. None of that mattered anymore, however, now that she had friends, the Falcon, the Rebellion, and Luke Skywalker.

     “I’ll be fine, and so will you.”

     “Our freedoms are stifled here. Even if you had no one, you had nothing to lose but your life. But even here, they have taken that option away from us. But at least here you’ve got something you don’t have at home. You’ve got people who will watch your back.”

“Parents aren’t necessary anyway. Anyone who says otherwise has never had to live without them. If you ask me, they’re the ones that hinder us!” He said, flicking his wrist and sending a dismissive wave through the air. He had no desire to get into a discussion about his mother’s abandonment and his father’s desire to be rid of him before he’d even been born.

At her words, he, perhaps, feels the slightest bit of strength enter him. Just a little bit. “Oh? You didn’t know, Rey?”

“Elves have eyes in the backs of their heads. It’s why we keep our hair so long. To hide them. Quite unsettling to others, after all. We don’t need others to watch our backs.” It was a lie, naturally, and she didn’t have to know that he wasn’t a full blooded elf. His mischievous smile faded slowly and he chuckled lightly. “I’ve my reasons for not having people to watch my back at home. And reasons I don’t necessarily want people close to me here.”

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scavengess:

     “Amazing? No. I stayed on a terrible planet for years all for people who abandoned me. I only recently left and began to see other planets. Intergalactic travel is a common thing in my universe, and I’ve only seen a tiny fraction of what the universe has to offer me. If anything, I am very lucky.”

     “That is still your home. Where your people are, and where the food you like best is, and the things you need to return back to. I would think you were odd if you didn’t miss your world. There is no shame in missing what is lost.”

“Mm. Regardless of what you believe... you are far more amazing than anyone I’ve met.” He said softly, a pang of sadness bolting through him when she mentions being abandoned upon a planet. He knows all too well the feeling of being abandoned. “You’re all the stronger for it, I’m certain.” He said softly.

“I’m just...not certain why I miss it so much. I’ve nobody and nothing to return to. Anything I own is on my person. I’ve no responsibilities I just...” He let out a sigh, a cloud of mist rolling from his lips as he looked down. “I don’t like being in one place for so long...and my world is quite large.”

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scavengess:

     Rey gave a shrug. “Like I said, it all depends on where you go. I could tell you about scores of planets. Desert planets, forest planets. Worlds made entirely or ocean or gasses or pure metal. I can tell you about worlds that rain poison and have diamond waterfalls.”

     “But I suppose nothing truly compares to home, does it? I mean, I’d think so. I don’t really have a home but I can imagine it’s nice.”

“You’re quite amazing, you know. Of all the people I’ve met... I don’t believe I’ve met another person who has traveled to entirely new worlds the way that you seem to have done so. And so casually.” He let a small smile twitch at the corners of his lips, arms crossing over his chest lightly as he stared forward. “I’ve nowhere to call home myself. I rest where I must and move on. My world is my home. It’s a world full of danger and adventure...but I’ve no place to call home other than it. I feel strange to miss it as much as I do.”

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scavengess:

     “You know, I’ve heard of planets having six moons before. I myself have been on a moon before. Really sometimes moons are better then actual planets depending on where you want to go.” 

“I’ve never been off-world before. I’ve been to different planes of existence but never truly off-world. Aside from being brought to this city.” He bit back the urge to call it a prison. “I’m certain the view from a moon is quite beautiful.”

[bymyfingers]

“You know... looking up and only seeing one moon within the sky is rather strange. Even after all of these months of being gone from my world. My world had two moons and they were a bit bigger than this one...” The words were spoken quietly. He desperately missed his home. The biting cold was reminding him of it more and more, as he’d grown up in a more cold region of the world, despite retreating to warmer climates at a later time.

[sickfake]

being alive is very………..Not Easy

[bymyfingers]

Pale rays of moonlight cut through breath that escaped from his lips in a thin mist, lighting it up in a cool white hue. His eyes watched the expelled breath dissipate slowly into the cold night air before he blew another warm breath into his hands. His fingers rubbed together slowly, warming himself up as he watched the night sky quietly, reflecting on things that had happened recently. More importantly one thing. One thing he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about.

A kiss.

Damned heart, anyway.

“Gods, it’s cold...” He muttered softly, cupping the back of his hand in his other hand and rubbing his thumb in a slow circle around his palm. What was this feeling that he felt as though he couldn’t quite shake off? A fluttering of wings within his belly. Oh, how it had plagued him ever since that night. He’d hardly been able to get any sleep, not that that changed from any other night. But it was different this time.

“What manner of fool have I become?” He whispered quietly to himself, sighing heavily and bringing a hand up to run it back through his silky hair slowly. He hopped down from his perch upon a branch and scowled, slowly turning his gaze back toward the moon for a moment and narrowing his eyes upon it.

Slowly, he turned himself, opening the door to his hut and staring into it for a moment. He’d never had a permanent residence. Had never wanted one. Vantiel had never even thought about settling down and he certainly didn’t want to now. The fact that he was stuck here drove him insane and yet... ever since that night, he could only think of how he didn’t want to leave her. She’d created a fire within him. A fire the likes of which he hadn’t felt within himself before.

“Damned heart.” He uttered quietly before shutting the door to his hut after walking in. He slumped into his bed and simply lay there, staring at the wall and knowing that...it would likely just be another sleepless night with thoughts racing through his mind.

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piercingretort:

Everything was so new here in the Hive; the clothes, the technology, down to the way that people spoke–it was hard to take everything in. The technology fascinated him, there was no mistaking that, but even that couldn’t prevent Percy from missing the ones he left behind so shortly after his arrival. He thought to take his mind off of it, spending most of his time wandering through the different Districts, when he caught sight of a familiar face. Even from a distance there was no mistaking it. With relief heavy in his steps, Percy approached the other man. 

“Vax. I must admit it’s nice to see you again. I assume your sister is here, as well? And what of the others?”

@bymyfingers

His form tensed the moment he heard a man’s voice, apparently addressing him. There was...confusion on his features and a brow was raised in inquiry. Vantiel turned slowly, the cloak surrounding his form appearing rather weightless and every time it touched his shadow, it seemed to cling to it, perhaps even sink into it slightly.

“Err...pardon? Have we met before? I can only assume that you’ve mistaken me for someone else! As I’ve no idea if I have a sister and I don’t know of these ‘others’ that you speak of. And I’m afraid my name isn’t Vax, it’s Vantiel. Vantiel Mortiss. Though, admittedly, you’ve the looks of you of one who might be from somewhere similar to my world. Save for the...thing at your hip.”