[open!] i found stars on the tip of your tongue
Who: Vanadi and anyone he runs into!
What: The Obsidian Sanctum is for squares, Vanadi's gonna go find where the cool people party.
Where: Obsidian Sanctum and then... anywhere
When: Nebulously pre-kidnapping
Warnings: there will be flirts
[ a: obsidian sanctum ]
What: The Obsidian Sanctum is for squares, Vanadi's gonna go find where the cool people party.
Where: Obsidian Sanctum and then... anywhere
When: Nebulously pre-kidnapping
Warnings: there will be flirts
[ a: obsidian sanctum ]
He doesn't spend long here. In fact, if you catch him here, you'll catch him on his way out. It's dismal, it's filled with people he thinks he can safely put off getting to know, and he can't find a single drop of anything interesting to drink. So after a grand total of ten minutes spent lost and confused, Vanadi very promptly books it.[ b: out there ]
Later, nerds.
Alright, so this wasn't as well-planned as it could have been. He'd escaped the Sanctum just to find himself somewhere in a... forest. A boring, generally unoccupied forest. Not quite the city nightlife he'd been hoping for. But Vanadi walks gamely on, sure that he'll find something if he keeps moving. Hopefully something to drink. With alcohol in it, that would be nice. Maybe someone to share it with... maybe several someones...[ c: anything else ]
But for now he walks, and occasionally tries out some of those interesting new abilities he seems to have picked up. Handy for dodging animals, that.
Such ENDLESS POSSIBILITIY.
b sooomewhere oooouut there
Eventually, Metalhead finds what he's looking for, and the moment he catches sight of Vanadi he's bounding toward him and barking happily as though he were a puppy and not an enormous half monster dog, apparently unable to contain his excitement.
But where he may recognize Vanadi right away because of his nose, Apollo on the other hand is left standing there in the bushes, crossbow still in her arms and at the ready, but not aiming at the man (elf?) because what the hell Metalhead that isn't a damn deer. "Uh." Apollo just sort of. Stands there, watching as her dog harasses the man with a wagging tail as he tries to lick Vanadi's hand whether he wants him to or not, her stare both confused and suspicious. "Do I fuckin' know you?"
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b is for idek
If he was expecting some pint-sized elf to jump down in front of him from overhead out of nowhere, then he got one. Everyone's getting one apparently judging by the amount of leaves and stray twigs she has sticking out of places they don't belong it's apparent she's been doing this for some time.
Think she might have gotten better at landing. Despite the energetic greeting, she's sprawled out on the ground and hasn't quite bothered to get up yet.
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sometime after those two nerds probably, tho
he's almost considering going back when he spots a familiar set of ears through the trees-- unfortunately, seeing them against black hair is also familiar, but in a way far less exciting. that probably accounts for why he's so irritated as he marches up to vanadi, grabbing him by the arm (and trying not to be weirded out by the lack of metal). ]
Hey, asshole. [ he snarls, tugging on that arm. ] What the fuck are you doing here?
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me typing prose means i love u. i guess
i know :')
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Whatever it is, she can safely assume it isn't a Night Elf. Too loud for that, and she had yet to see one traveling alone in the forests. Probably smart of them for a myriad of reasons.
But then, she spots him. Seviilia had only ever seen Vanadi on the network in Exsilium, and even then he looked very little he looks now. The familiarity is vague, not nearly vague enough to approach with. Vanadi might feel himself being watched. One of those dark corners definitely has a pair of glowing blue eyes staring at him -- or it might just be a trick of the light.
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