#darkestrellar

[brokensnowflake]

@darkestrellar : you were shorter then. (ss)

It'd been a bit since he actually looked at his collection of badges. The initial eight he'd collected on his journey through Unova as a teenager, and curiously, an extra Basic Badge and Legend Badge alongside the Toxic and Wave Badges. He'd been a recognized former Unova Champion when he'd claimed them, what was the point of having them?

Mostly just for fun.

Battling wasn't something that Blanc did all the time, he didn't live and breathe that sort of lifestyle like people say about the infamous Red. But he did enjoy it on occasion, and so did his team. His return to Unova had been in part, a fun run through familiar territory in this regard.

But it's been years since then, and either through age or just having sat in a trainer bag for too long; his badges are showing their wear and tear. He remembered spending downtime when he stopped to camp, polishing them when they were still sparkling new. With nothing to do in the moment, he decided to try and do so again carefully.

Though he didn't expect an audience for it, as he carefully removed the Trio Badge from its spot. Blinking in surprise as he looked in Svern's direction, before pausing with thought.

"...Yeah, I was." He replied softly, "honestly it surprised me one day to realize that I wasn't looking at you completely on level, that I had actually gotten taller at some point."

"...Knowing me, I probably hadn't fully noticed that happening for awhile either. Given the situation I doubt that's surprising though."

He turned back to his badge, moving cloth carefully over the aged metal to bring out the shine again. Though he pauses again as curiosity dawns on him.

"Think you'd ever do the challenge again? Not here I'm sure but... somewhere else?"

[brokensnowflake]

@darkestrellar : [  coated  ]  sender finds  receiver covered  in  blood (ss + I reversed it for you)

Don't think about it.

Don't think about it.

Don't think about it don't think about it don't think about it don'tthinkaboutitdon'tthinkaboutit

A phrase that echoes throughout his mind the second he's forced to grip his fire axe.

It's not real.

This isn't real.

But it sure feels that way, the way blood has been spilled onto his clothes and hands. His navy blue and white jacket is unsurprisingly particularly stained a deep red, and he pointedly avoids looking at his own hands for the time being. It all may not be real, but it was also more real than any movie prop, and staring down at his own hands is too much right now.

What else was he supposed to do, if the place that is his home turns on him? Moving would probably be the more logical solution, and if he was being honest... he can't say he didn't consider it.

But White Forest just doesn't feel like it's something he can simply run from, and for all his anxiety....he has developed strength for this task. Whenever something changes in the woods, whenever it gets hostile, whenever he sees a memory play that insists these fake humans have killed others and seek to do the same to Blanc; his survival instinct kicks in with a vengeance.

But while in the moment he finds himself void of thought, the aftermath is always a heavy walk back to his house. Overthinking his own capacity to do harm, about how he is getting used to this. About how glad he is that so far, no one's found out.

Though, nobody anticipates stray cats breaking into their homes, do they?

He walks as though he's in a daze when he first gets into his house again. It's honestly not much safer inside than it is outside, but he strangely does find some peace in it regardless as he breathes a heavy sigh into the low light coming in from the outside.

But his heightened awareness of his surroundings makes him suddenly alert again. He doesn't catch his gaze automatically, lifting his head slowly from its tired position to stare ahead as his eyes adjusted to the darkness.

But when he spots him standing there he knows, he'd recognize him anywhere. Someone he hadn't wanted to ever have witnessing him like this, though also one of the only people he'd ever entertained the idea of telling the truth to.

"Svern!" He falls back against the door, eyes wide like a deer in the headlights.

"I..." He tries to run through his mind for what to say, but quickly comes up empty as he allows the fire axe to clatter to the floor. "This... isn't what it looks like."

Not that the truth is really all that much better.

It's not real. Don't think about it. It's not real. Don't think about it.

[unovasrose]

(please imagine this is set after the crasher wake incident but before blanc gets back sjdjsj)

Up until this point Svern had been mostly sticking close by Blanc – for a few reasons, largely it being the hero of ideals' birthday and thus not wanting to leave him feeling stranded or disoriented in the midst of all these people and all this sparkle. He'd spotted Rosa at some point and made a mental note to go and say hello later, though he hadn't intended for 'later' to mean in Blanc's absence after a rather unfortunate mishap.

"I'm going to have to personally thank Delta later," he said, without elaborating further as to why. "Anyway, good to see you! That's a lovely dress."

Rosa brightens at the sight of the notorious Mochi Guy, as she likes to refer to him in her mind. It's only thanks to Blanc that she happens to know his real name.

"Thank you, Svern! It's good to see you too!" She adjusts the skirt of her dreamy pink gown, mainly so she doesn't trip on it. Gods know it wouldn't be the first time tonight...

"You look fantastic! I love how your outfit perfectly matches Blanc's." Even amidst all the glam and glitz, they stand out. Speaking of Blanc and Delta, though...

She laughs nervously. "I should actually check on where she took Crasher Wake." The chances are pretty high that Delta just dumped him in a snowbank somewhere for being obnoxious. "I hope Blanc will be okay. That was so uncalled for."

[starlitsnowfallgala]

A loud voice calls out, "Let's GOOO, Crasher Wake!"

It belongs to none other than this nefarious redhead:

That volume is definitely disproportionate to how elegantly he's dressed. Actually, nothing about this makes sense, but it's fine.

"YEAHHHH! That's the energy I'm looking for!! C'mere, kid!!" Crasher Wake continues to be extremely fired up and this nefarious, well-dressed redhead is only fanning those flames with his enthusiasm. Oh, what a pair they make.

Absolutely nothing about this makes sense at all. This kid looks like he's built more for parkour than for punching and yet, the moment the impromptu referee finishes counting down, they're in a deadlock. Though it's impossible to see below his mask, Wake's eyebrows climb up his forehead. What in the world...?

After the winning streak he's racked up, there's no way he can lose to this kid.

With more effort than he'd ever allow himself to admit, he inches Svern's arm down until it's resting against the table. Afterward, he looks more bewildered than anything.

"Uh... Good game, kid."

Suddenly, he feels like he needs a snack. Those meat gyoza are looking mighty fine right now.

[theircurse]

✦ . 　⁺ 【 @darkestrellar 】 ⁺ 　 . ✦

╰ ★ cont. from 「 X 」

˗ˏˋ *ㅤ★ㅤ‿︵ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 such an eccentric looking plushie for Svern - san other than the fact that it fit his aura. Judging by the way the other was beaming at the thing, it seemed that they had made the CORRECT choice.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤThough, the child finds themselves thinkingㅤ—ㅤyeah, they WERE always wearing the same clothes, huh ? The mafia didn't really offer much in the way of FASHION. That was a whole other story and set of problems that they hoped Svern - san wasn't catching onto as well.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤEither way, a SHOPPING TRIP sounded really fun ! They've never been on a shopping trip before ! At least, not with someone else ! Every time they had asked Dazai - san before, he always made up some excuse that he had to do some mafia mission or something.

⊱ ★ ⊰ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ❛ㅤNo, a shopping trip sounds REALLY fun, Svern - san ! Let's do it !ㅤ❜

[starlitsnowfallgala]

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