#vamplyrical

[inablinkgone]

The first strange thing Till notices upon waking is how unusually well-rested he feels. He stretches languidly across the bed, popping multiple joints, and thinks about how odd it is for him to fall asleep in a bed at all instead of passing out on the floor… He must have crawled into bed while he was too tired to remember it. That would explain why he's suspiciously less tired and achy than normal. But then... why is it so dark out? Till distinctly remembers his eyes drifting shut just as the sun was peeking over the horizon, telling himself he'll rest his eyes for just a few moments… He hopes he didn't just sleep through the entire day…

Till's eyes pop open, and he… doesn't recognize anything. Honestly, he's started to get really tired of waking up in unfamiliar places. Panic bubbles up in his chest as he jolts upright and reaches for his throat… but he's not collared or restrained in any way, and nothing hurts worse than usual.

Panic turns to relief, and then quickly to anger as his emotions roll through him -- because Till is pretty sure he knows who is responsible for this. His furious shout is loud enough to wake the entire house and their neighbors too.

"IVAN!!"

@foreverembrace -> @vamplyrical

[foreverembrace]

Settled was the incorrect term, but he had been brought where he was supposed to be. And, of course, it was something he was used to, and hardly questioned at this moment in time. For, really, he wasn't wearing a security collar nor flanked by his 'guardians', and so he exercised freedom far beyond the expanse he had been allowed previously - and even that had been more than others.

Walking down the street of the residential district, he heard a voice. No, more specifically, he heard someone singing. Talented, to be certain, and hopefully not competition, were this to be simply another arena.

Still, curiosity was certainly something of a weakness, and so he moved between two buildings, one being where the voice was coming from.

(He was fairly certain that these homes were reminiscent of older human homes, but the city itself was such a mix that he wasn't entirely sure.)

He stares into the window on the first floor, seeing a raven haired young man singing. Watching him intently, he observes that even the most minute movements are that of a performer...

@vamplyrical

[isolaradiale]

unfortunately i'll be letting go of rei sakuma from ensemble stars. his muse just isn't working like it used to and i apologize to everyone i had threads with. he was housed in ensemble manor in the black fens. thank you!

Dropped for you! *Aspidiske

[foreverembrace]

He returned to the place he woke up. It was dark, even during the day. And while he preferred that, it wasn't a good place to stay. Not enough food, and while he could find shelter, there were people already here.

(Can't be complacent. Can't get comfortable.)

That's how you get caught.

But, he came back for a reason.

The segyein seemed a bit confused, but recognized him, nuzzling him gently as he worked his restraints. "Yes, it's me, it's alright."

He nuzzles him back, at least, until he hears someone stepping up behind him. Freezing, he moves closer to the segyein, stepping between his twin heads. But he doesn't bare his teeth, which is strange for him. Ivan narrows his eyes at the red-eyed stranger.

"Who are you?"

@vamplyrical

[sunliteve]

"Happy birthday! ♪" There's a box in hand, ready to be opened at the receiver's whims. Inside is a custom tailored outfit, made with only the finest fabrics from one of the best tailors in the city, that can be adjusted to be used on stage or for a casual stroll in the streets without anyone being the wiser it's the same set of clothes. A set of accessories is also attached, made specifically to go with this outfit. "I don't know if you need anymore clothing, but I figured one more set could not hurt. If it needs adjustments, just let me know~."

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HIYORI! from @vamplyrical ☆

"There are no shared dorm room limitations here — what kind of person doesn't need more clothing?"

There were several answers to that, but Hiyori didn't wait for any of them. Instead he set the box down and dove into it, a carefree opening followed by a rather careful and lingering examination of what lay within.

"Stylish and well-made! Sometimes our taste truly does align. Anything that makes me shine this much may even end up blinding, but I'm sure my admirers can manage a little restraint♪" he insisted cheerfully, folding the fabric neatly back into place.

"Thank you! Now, don't forget to try the quiche before you go!"

[foreverembrace]

The water laps at his toes, warmer than he expected. He thinks he remembers something about how it feels warmer as the air cools at sunset, but he's not sure. Instead he's distracted by the colors coming to life in the water in front of him. His mask is off, instead simply looking at the burgeoning, colorful life with wide eyes.

It was...Beautiful. He had lived here a while, seen the beach, but never went to any of it. And here, at Sunset Circuit, the way the colors in the sky played with Moon Beach, he felt like he was standing in the sky and looking down.

He wondered, briefly, if he should explains the scars across his body that he covered up. Through-and-through and clearly fatal. Instead he wonders if Rei already knows.

He's not sure.

"I didn't think the sea could ever look like this."

SPIRALFES 2025 -> LUMINESCENT NIGHTS

@vamplyrical

[isolaradiale]

hello! i'd like to reapply as rei sakuma from ensemble stars, thank you!

Welcome back to spooky Isola Radiale, Rei!

You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 203.

You will retain everything from your previous stay.

REMINDER: Because you were removed in an activity check, you have one week to make two eligible in-character posts or your character will be considered inactive once more.

Enjoy your captivity! :)

– andromeda ☆

[foreverembrace]

found at ivan's place, a small bag is propped upon the handle and labeled with his name. while it's not much, looking inside the bag would reveal a set of chocolates of various kinds to enjoy, though that isn't the main gift. further down is a music sheet, one that seems to have been languished over for some time, in a key that suits ivan's vocal range.

a note is also attached, reading as follows:

"as it's valentine's day, i figured i would give you a few gifts to celebrate. it isn't much, but hopefully for your first experience for it, this will suffice. rei."

"Huh?" He'd never mentioned his adoption day. If anything, he'd gone out of his way not to speak on that aspect of his life, given he'd hardly celebrated it himself, and the, ah, negative reactions to his situation.

Understandably, from what he read on human civilization, but still left a lot to be desired for people to look uncomfortable while celebrating.

He pulls out his phone - which feels awfully mundane.

[text: Rei Sakuma] [Thank you for the chocolates! ٩(◕‿◕)۶] [But especially thank you for the music sheet.] [I didn't know you composed music.]

He hesitates, and then types:

[It is also. . .] [Well, my world's equivalent of my birthday ♫꒰･‿･๑꒱] [So, thank you.]

He pulls out the music sheet, and starts to practice.