His suite has a rather large living space that he doesn't use often. At times, if he can't make it to his room, he'll find himself asleep on the cool wooden floor.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 10:55 am
Vincent flashed into his room, beyond exhausted. He couldn't make it to the infirmary, even if he wanted to. The God slowly made his way to his bed, and collapsed on it. He was lightheaded, fatigued, and his body was beginning to shut down. He groaned softly, and slipped quickly into unconsciousness.
The Gods looked down on him, shaking their heads in disapproval. 'He should be long gone by now. Why haven't we killed him off yet?' One spoke harshly. The God of Discord simply shook his head. He stared in slight pain, watching his only son suffer beyond repair. It was sick, and cruel what they were forcing him to go through. 'Please, just let him rest..' he murmured quietly, before turning away.
"Vincent! Vincent~!" A pair of voices, like children looking for mom to resolve a dispute, traded off on the way to Vincent's, growing louder each turn like footsteps until they were right at the god's door. Panting, the Zora arrived first.
"Vincent! We need you--mmrrffff!!" Muffled yelling ensued and Anise took over.
"What my zealot friend is trying to say is that Luka is batshit crazy..." She shot the prince a look seeking confirmation; outside it would look like she was trying to shut him up, but inside she truly didn't know if he had a different reason. Anise just didn't want Rheaus to speak, apparently.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2015 9:18 pm
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Vincent woke to the loud voices, though this time they weren't in his head. They were real. And they were annoying, to say the least. The God lifted his head as the two appeared in his room. "How the hell did you... You know what, never mind." He murmured, rubbing his head. Vincent levitated up off of his bed, and remained floating in the air for a moment. "Bat s**t crazy, eh? What's going on?" He tilted his head, curiously. It wasn't usual that he would hear a staff member claim that the student body president was crazy. Especially Luka. Quiet, innocent Luka. He sighed softly, and managed to stand on his own without levitation.
"Yeah, it's hard to explain..." Anise still had Rheaus restrained, but the prince was hilariously squirming nonetheless. "Well, no it isn't. She was growling at Folly and just generally putting out bad vibes, sir." At this moment Rheaus stomped on the angel's foot to get himself free. Anise bit her lip so as not to scream. While dealing with that intense pain Rheaus took his turn at speaking.
"Vincent, please tell me you're going to rally the school. One battle a war does not make. The goddesses, man, we need to be ready!" And then it was back to Anise, with a headlock taking advantage of the sensitive headecles the prince had to subdue him.
"Haha! ... I think what the prince means--" "OOF!" An elbow. "Is that we should be on guard for Lucian's influence in the school. Whatever happened, it happened like this: there were no signs of trouble and then boom! he started going crazy. Luka... She has the same eyes as Lucian did the last day before he..." She trailed off, even letting Rheaus go; as it turned out they were talking about the same thing after all. Now both of them looked to Vincent for answers.
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2015 5:10 am
Ａｓｍｏｄｅｕｓ Ｆｏｌｌｙ ---Councelor---
Hello there~
A seal, the one bearing Arabic and Greek text appeared and out stepped Folly daintily. The seal closing behind her as she walked to the headmaster's door. Only to see that it was already open. And inside was the angel and the fish talking to Vincent. Catching the last of the conversation Folly chose not to interrupt but entered the room, not trying to sneak, but not making a sound, her hands in a ball behind her back, and bearing her innocent child's look. She got just a foot behind the two and almost in between them. Just watching and listening. Mostly looking to Vincent...
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After listening to a brief convo between the group, and the info being brought to the headmasters attention, Folly left. EXIT/ Timeskip
Vincent was in a rather deep sleep. He had taken a bunch of pain medicine, in hopes to relieve some of it. But nothing was working. In fact, he had started to feel worse. The Gods were mocking him, in his sleep. They were shouting, and whispering, all kinds of things. His body was numb, and he couldn't wake up.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 4:29 pm
Dante stepped towards the door, knocking softly at the wood. If the headmaster didn't come to the door, he feared the worst for him. After all of the pain and trouble he'd been through the past few days, hopefully he would be asleep.
After a few moments, the fae closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He used his power to search for the other's energy, and once he found it, a relief washed over him. The headmaster was indeed asleep, but there was definitely a nightmare occurring. While normally, this would please the fae, it was the headmaster he was currently employed to help, so it would only be natural to use his dreamwalking abilities in this instance. Within seconds, his physical body vanished as he crossed over into the headmaster's dreamscape and entered his mind, taking a look at the nightmare currently in progress.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 5:12 pm
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ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ＧＯＵＬＤＩＮＧ ⇒Headmaster
• ════════════════════════════════════════════ • Vincent stirred in his sleep. The Gods shouted louder, until an unknown presence showed in his dream. Ah, a fae.. Discord, I haven't seen one of these in a while. One of the Gods laughed. The God of Discord only shook his head. Why are you here..? Don't you think it's a bit impolite to interrupt a God's dream? the God hissed. He was already on edge, due to the fact that the other Gods were tormenting his child. The Gods only smiled, and looked at the fae. Care to join us, young one? they all chimed in unison. This was a daily routine for the Gods. They forced Vincent into a rather deep sleep, and tormented him for hours.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 5:24 pm
The nightmare fae's eyes widened. It wasn't often that he was taken by surprise, but this... this was definitely something else. He wasn't aware that there were other godly beings in school, much less inside of the headmaster. "My apologies," he said with a swooping bow, then turned to face the headmaster. There was so much darkness here. That itself was comforting to Dante, but all of the energies spiraling within this dreamscape... it was unsettling. His skin prickled with the gods' dominance, and if he wasn't stronger, he would have either squirmed into a hiding place or exited the plane altogether.
"I simply came to check on the headmaster, but I do not wish to interfere with the wills of the gods. You see, I have been hired as his helper and am a student at the school he presides over." His brow softened into one of care for the god in pain. He wished that he could provide some assistance, but what was one to do when in the presence of the most powerful and feared beings?
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 5:39 pm
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ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ＧＯＵＬＤＩＮＧ ⇒Headmaster
• ════════════════════════════════════════════ • The God of Discord nodded his head. "I suppose you actually would like to speak with him, then. If these air headed fools would leave him be..." he growled, and shot the other Gods a look. "You're no fun! one of them murmured, before looking back to the fae. The God simply looked at him, and sighed. He stepped closer, and his eyes filled with worry. "Keep him awake. The more he sleeps, the more they hurt him." He warned, quietly, so the others wouldn't hear. He then snapped, and Vincent woke up. The Headmaster held his head, and groaned in pain. He reached for his bottle of pills, but ended up dropping them. He watched them scatter across the hard wood floor, before giving up, and laying back down. He held his head in his hands, and took in a deep breath, trying to figure out what, or rather, who, was in his dream.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 5:46 pm
Dante was relieved when one of the gods moved towards him, voice soft and understanding. He nodded at the advice, deciding to keep it in the forefront of his mind rather than stowing it away. How would he be able to keep the headmaster awake? It would be quite the task for him, but possibly... he might be able to stay with the headmaster long enough while he was awake to enter his dreamscape as the other fell asleep. As long as Dante was there, he could help influence the dream, or perhaps he would be able to weave together a separate dreamscape for the god to enter. It would take quite a bit of time and effort, but it would be a task he could feel proud of.
When the headmaster awoke, the fae was forced out of his mind, making him manifest a few feet away.
"Headmaster, are you alright?" Danted cooed quietly, leaning down to catch the bottle as it rolled lazily across the floor. "How many of these do you need?" Lithe fingers easily opened the cap as he watched the god.
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 5:56 pm
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• ════════════════════════════════════════════════ • Vincent moved his hands away from his face, and looked up at the being that seemed to appear in front of him. "I'm guessing they sent you, to replace Luka?" he murmured quietly, before sitting up once more. He hated being disturbed, but at least he wasn't dreaming anymore. The God glanced at the rather shy looking boy, and sighed. "I've taken way too many.. Don't even worry about it. I'll throw them out later. But, what brings you here?" Vincent's eyes glowed a bright blue, as he calmed down some. I swear, I just saw you.. he thought to himself. But, that wasn't possible. Was it?
"I'm not certain if 'replace' is the word, but I have been assigned as your assistant," the fae chimed, face stoic and eyes locked on the other. He replaced the cap and then set the bottle down carefully before turning his attention to Vincent again. "I came to check on you, Headmaster, but it seemed that you were in a rather deep sleep. Please forgive my intrusion, but after exiting a dreamscape, I have little choice where I manifest again."
