願望

I only want to see you again — to meet you once more.

[betterdeadthanalive]

Day and night repeat endlessly, a cycle that is unavoidable. Although we wish to escape it, the seventh circle will repeat itself…as it always shall, until the end of time. These cycles had been nothing but peaceful calm for himself. So much so that the prince`s life had felt quite like a blur in the city. Partially for the sake of much of his life having been lost to the ether, his memories of the city completely wiped from his brain like a crisp, stainless mirror. The royal did not want to lose all of his memories once more. But the same could not be said for his dear companion.

❝So you have made your decision, Jack.❞ His smile, if one could call such a light curl of his lips, was a bit weary, but his tone was not one of mockery, nor was it a lie. He was hushed, as though his fragile, sing song voice could break like a fine piece of porcelain. ❝It feels me with such joy that you are truly happy.❞ Although his lover never lied to him, Tettere did not have a blind eye to the facts, the sheer way that Jack even needed to function. This was something he had to do, wasn`t it? Regardless of the prince.

[rapunzelhair]

Did he truly realize it?

Jack Vessalius was a curious man who worked in even more curious ways. Even if he wanted to do something, the needs of his ultimate goal would always, always outweigh his personal satisfaction. That's just how it was, it's how he trained himself to work. In a sense, this need to return home and finally achieve his goal of sinking a beloved world into a dark abyss could be seen as his own desire as well. Yet there was a far greater reason that outshined him -- that would outshine his very existence.

Leaning over did the noble take a gloved hand and brush fringe from the blue eyes of his beloved prince. He toyed with the ends of golden strands of hair, sighing to himself before he chose to answer. Tettere was right in thinking that Jack hadn't lied to him -- for all the time they had been together, he never really had. The Vessalius gave another sigh and pulled his hand back to cross arms.

❝I was never not truly happy with you, my dear.❞

It would be a grand lie for him to say otherwise.

❝You are someone who has been engraved into me. You lost your memories of me long ago, didn't you? Even if my memories will likewise be taken -- I doubt I will forget your presence, the influence you have had on me.❞

[rapunzelhair]

❝Ah, isn't that so kind of them?❞

❝It'll be nice to go back home.❞

[oztheblackrabbit-deactivated201]

“I’m not even going to dignify that with an answer.”

[rapunzelhair]

❝I don't see why you would since you know it's true.❞

[rapunzelhair]

oztheblackrabbit replied to your post:

THAT MEANS JACK'S IS GIRLY TOO

❝Well, we do share a body after all.❞

[rapunzelhair]

[miuses]

[uselessmarchhare]

"N-No not at all! I was just a little surprise, that’s all. I just never thought I would meet you face to face like this…"

After anyone and everyone in this city, who would have thought he would run into Jack Vessalius after all. No one told him that he was here. As for meeting him face to face… well, he did meet him. In Oz’s body. That was it. Never in Reim’s dream he would meet the actual Jack. After hearing everything that had happened, he really didn’t want to meet this person without having some kind of protection. Unfortunately, his total remains, from the words of the Mad Hatter, as ‘useless’.

Reim stood still, even as the blond lean close, almost seem intimidating… well, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t intimidated already. However, being a servant of Duke Barma, he had to keep his ground. Maybe it wasn’t such a great idea to accept his help. Too late to turn back now as he gulp lightly and followed Jack. His words were most uncomforting… which cause him to clean his glasses before speaking.

"Thank you for your assistance…"

"If you don’t mind, I would like to ask you some questions Jack Vessalius." As some same, curiosity killed the cat. Hopefully this won’t be a similar situation. 

[rapunzelhair]

He was glad to hear it! Truly.

With a hop and a step, Jack began to lead the way rather nonchalantly. He spoke idly of this or that about the city, just chit chat to pass the lulls of silence whilst they made their trek to where they needed to go. At one point he had begun to hum along the way up until both step and song stopped abruptly when Reim thought to ask Jack a few things. He paused for a long moment, not so much as turning to glance at his traveling companion or give him a response for that matter.

❝Oh, it's no trouble.❞

Referring to his assistance, anyway.

Quiet laughter followed and he resumed his steps, motioning for the other to continue following. Slowly did he lace gloved hands behind him, interlocking them tightly and thoughtfully. Jack did eventually spare Reim a glance and a faint smile with an accompanying nod of his head as if he was urging or even challenging Reim to go ahead with whatever he wanted to ask, if he was curious enough to test the waters of potential truth or lies, or half truths, half lies -- then it was his choice.

❝I'll answer whatever you ask, of course.❞

[uselessmarchhare]

"It’s more of lacking supply of bandages. I should have done my own research to look for a place soon….er—?"

"Wait—! You’re Jack Vessalius, aren’t you!?” In the flesh. So much for taking a new perspective of the once ‘hero’ everyone had seem to believe. Oh what did he get himself into now… so many scenario’s played in mind if he accepted or rejected the other’s offer. Not that most were pleasant, but one was that he would just take him there, they go their separate ways, and never see one another again. That’s the hopeful option… "Mm… well, I would appreciate it if you did show me the way."

[rapunzelhair]

Oho, that was quick.

❝The one and only! Aha, that was quite the reaction, I do hope you're not apprehensive or anything. ~❞

He wasn't surprised in the slightest, if you've seen Oz then you've met Jack. Technically and quite literally. Regardless, he doesn't actually mean any harm really -- really, really. -- Honestly! Eh, mostly. He's in quite the happy mood however since Reim doesn't just raise his weapons at Jack like most familiar faces would and already have. He gets tired of having to summon his Chain sometimes in the city since he sees it as a rather futile endeavor.

Forgetting such insignificant things, Jack ends up clapping his hands together and leaning towards Reim juuust a bit.

❝Then do follow me. I promise the journey will be fairly painless.❞

[uselessmarchhare]

"… Actually…."

"Does anyone know a good doctor around here? I think its about time I change these bandages."

[rapunzelhair]

❝Actually --❞

❝It's none too difficult to change a bandage, isn't it? I could do it myself if you so wish however there are offices around Sector 5 that I would be more than happy to take you to.❞

[kiiseru]

[rapunzelhair]

Hello darkness, my old friend. I've come to talk with you again.

[wavily]

My wish has always been “to die laughing with the greatest unknown before my eyes”…!

[choosedogs]

doggone weather | open

It was cold.

Really, really cold.

So fucking cold…

"Ah.. Shit!" 

He was pretty much dressed for the weather, at least. The big winter coat was a start anyway. Boots weren’t exactly made for this kind of weather but they’d have to do as well. No ski pants or anything. Surprisingly though, he’d managed to find himself a pair of gloves and.. Ear muffs.

Staying indoors would have seemed like a good idea. He could just burn shit around the apartment, right? But with the absolute zero stuff going on.. It’d be a better idea to keep moving, right? So he did. Now? Here he was.. Wandering the streets. It was a bit of an odd sight, actually. He had an arm over his chest. Not because he was wounded or anything though.. The only thing wrong with him was that he was really fucking cold. But there were strange movements around his chest area as he moved around. Wiggling, almost.. And Mondo seemed to notice that it caught the attention of someone passing by.

"What? What the fuck are you looking at, huh?!" 

Now, it might have been the cold that was irritating him.. Or something he was hiding. Despite trying to keep face and potentially drive off the curious person in this cold weather.. Well, it was hard when the wiggling continued. A whine emitting from the strange lump in his coat… “Oi, oi.. Stay still will y—” And then..

Without warning..

A puppy poked it’s head out of the collar of his coat, shaking it’s head with it’s ears flopping about before it looked at the stranger as well and barked.

"… Gh—"

 Busted.

[rapunzelhair]

Well, he hadn't intended to go around in this kind of weather but curiosity bit at his core, and Jack ventured out. He didn't mind the weather too much, of course it effected him and caused him to shiver every now and again, but layering definitely had helped. The noble didn't intend to do much surviving or saving of anyone really, he was just taking a stroll, more or less. That is he was until a sound caught his ears. He had only spared a glance but the reaction was certainly a shock. He wondered idly if his harsh manner of speaking was with the intent to scare Jack off, well, it horribly failed.

Instead, he drew closer with a tilt of his head as the scene played out before emerald eyes. Ah, there was a guest among the two it seemed. Jack smiled grandly and took the necessary steps on over to the younger boy, leaning down the eye level of the barking, whining puppy. The Vessalius, in an awe inspiring act, removed his lurid coat, excusing himself as he hoisted the puppy among his extravagant wear. He settled the animal nice and comfortably in his arms for a bit, petting its head before the little dog bit the noble's hand. Perhaps it sensed something that others did not? -- the mere thought made him laugh.

❝Animals are really something, aren't they? In any case, here is your little friend.❞

Handing the puppy back to its presumed owner, Jack sighed and adjusted his remaining clothes a bit. It was even colder than before missing his coat now, but again, he hardly seemed to mind or care. He toyed with his braid for a moment, thoughtfully, prior to leaning towards the teenager and speaking in a quieter tone. There were faint hints of concern, but underlying amusement as well. 

❝Is it wise to be moving around with a little friend like that in this weather? Both you and the puppy must be freezing to death!❞

[heroic-plights]

some WIP

(someone really should’ve kept a closer eye on these two.)

[rapunzelhair]

are lying hypocrites allowed to be honest ?

❝Come on, stand up, move forward -- and go destroy someone else's sense of justice.❞

❝..And we'll change the world.The ones who'll be laughing in the end will be us.❞

[rapunzelhair]

As he recalled, Jack had gifted the royal something similar before his memories had fragmented. When they returned to him, he peered at his golden gift, enjoying the melody.  Therefore, this Christmas, holding the scarf that the Vessalius gave him a year ago, he presented a pristine wrapped gift (with amazingly perfect edges and ribbons!) to his beloved. "For you, Jack." His smile was soft and warm as he watched gloves hands unwrap it so painstakingly. Tettere eagerly eyed how his fingers threaded over the golden chain. His new pocket watch was engraved with a rose, playing a haunting, quiet tune that belonged in nothing short of a fairy tale. "Happy Christmas, my dear."

Fingertips run across the designs of the golden gift. Emerald green eyes look silently over every detail until he flips it open, listening to the composed tune playing. For a moment he is melancholy to recieve the gift. He naturally attaches something of this magnitude to his past that chained and bound him. However, when gloved touch runs across the engraved rose, he realizes that this is not a token meant for him in malice. He bears the prince in blue with a look of gratitude and appreciation, smiling faintly and thanking him in a soft tone for this gift. Likewise, he apologizes for his lack of a returned gesture. The Vessalius mentions that he will make it up to Tettere, intends to see that through.

With a lightly exhaled breath, Jack tucks his newly presented pocket watch carefully into his coat, using now free hands to playfully pinch at the younger blond's cheeks prior to squishing them together. He laughs at such a silly expression forced onto the regal's features. It's endearing regardless, and the curl of his lips is a genuine one, as is the sincerity in the tone in his voice.

❝Thank you, dear Tettere. I'll certainly take care of this precious gift from you.❞

[rapunzelhair]

"So... he is to be trusted, master?"

❝Oswald could have been trusted, but he's not Oswald anymore. You know that, don't you?❞

❝Glen Baskerville is his title now, he has no sense of who he was when he cared about you, or me, or anyone. However..you can talk to him if you want, Vincent. You can do whatever you like.❞

[rapunzelhair]

the achiever and the challenger!

The Achiever: Does your character believe that "the ends justify the means"?

Absolutely.No matter who he has to use, walk on, exploit, or whatever he has to do -- he will do it. The things he does, has done, or plans to do are all part of a bigger picture to Jack. And the steps to getting there don't matter to him. He can hurt whoever he wants, say what he needs to, toss everyone and his own sense of self away, so long as the end goal is met, nothing else matters.

The Challenger: What is the most misleading character trait about your muse?

The most misleading thing about him is that, he appears to be "Good". His appearance, his demeanor, they all make him give the illusion that he's a "Good" person, a good guy, the hero. Jack is often associated as to being the Light, or being in Light -- when in fact it's just the opposite. Light does not equal good and Darkness does not equal evil.

As depicted with Glen and Jack, the former being dressed in dark clothes, having a generally darker feel for his character, when in fact he's actually the hero and not the villain, where as Jack is the villain and not the hero.