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 Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2023 11:11 pm
Quote: The Meteor Shower (3) : It wouldn’t be a star festival without a meteor shower! Right on time, a beautiful array of shooting stars graces the night sky. This time of year is unnaturally clear and it’s incredibly easy to see the stars. Most meteor fragments appear to be little white or yellow lights streaming across the sky, but if you watch closely enough you may find that some of them seem to be a whole rainbow of colors. The scientists have reported that it’s just different components burning up as they enter the atmosphere, but there’s something undeniably magical about it. plz pretend i posted this on monday the 19th/tuesday the 20th for character birthday reasons
But even out and about as Farbauti, the way he was for tonight’s patrol, he felt so ill-at-ease with everything about being a senshi. Farbauti didn’t know what he was doing. He didn’t know how he was supposed to be the senshi of rage when he only seemed good at making people angry on the Internet, or when they were actually already outraged about something and just kind of took it out on Vanya because, as a delivery boy or member of the Nagisas’ waitstaff, he regularly wound up being a convenient target.
Sitting out on a roof near his apartment building, overlooking a park and letting his legs dangle over the edge, Farbauti puzzled over his senshi phone instead of actually patrolling. Once again—for probably the twentieth time in the past week—he looked at the Connections app and pondered putting something up, but like……what would he even say about himself? Nothing that came to mind felt like it would make anybody want to meet him.
He probably should’ve kept wandering around, just because, well? That? was kinda what you did? while patrolling? Necessary element of it, really? Moving around to different places and looking for trouble to bust up as necessary? But Farbauti had already wandered around the city quite a bit, and the hour had grown late. In fact, it had grown late enough that Monday was nearly over, and as soon as the 23:59 on his senshi phone’s clock switched over and hit……
00:00.
Farbauti gasped softly, and immediately felt stupid for having done so. Jeez, it wasn’t like June 20th was some obscure, once-in-a-lifetime day that could easily be forgotten because why bother keeping track of it? Every year, it happened like clockwork because that was how linear time worked. Mr. and Mrs. Nagisa had even remembered in advance, scheduling Vanya for a day off on this particular Tuesday, and sending him home with three extra styrofoam containers, on top of the forgotten orders he got to claim. One of them had had a collection of his favorite sushi rolls off the menu, one of them had had his favorite chicken teriyaki noodles, and the third had had two slices of chocolate cake.
He’d taken most of the food home to put in his fridge, but the cake remained in his subspace. He didn’t know if he’d eat it right now or not. But it was there.
In general, Farbauti really didn’t have any plans for today. Maybe he could text Daedalus or Fang, or Demeter…… Maybe not right now, but……they could hang out later, perhaps? If none of them were too busy or anything?
In the meantime, he looked up right on time to see the sky light up with colors. All the colors of the rainbow, flaring bright and rushing down to earth.
Happy birthday to me, he thought, somewhat melancholy but keeping the tune regardless. Happy birthday to me.…
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2023 1:14 am
It had been nearly two years, now, since Aokigahara cleaned his Wonder of the lingering pain and resentment. Since it blessed him with Transcendence.
It had been a little less than that since he'd been granted the cloak of a Knight.
Certainly he hadn't been totally idle; there had been plenty to do in Destiny City, never mind trips back and forth to Yokohama for his father's estate and for dealing with the aftermath of Megumi's disappearance, but things were finally resolved and he was home, here, forever. And in that time, he'd visited his Wonder more times than he could count, taking solace in the now-peaceful graveyard. He'd seen--things, memories. Of Rin, and a Senshi, handsome and tall and blue-skinned, and on his last visit, he'd found a satin ribbon tangled in one of the deep purple, bioluminescent cherry blossom-like trees that had started to grow there.
He'd taken it with him, of course. His Wonder liked to give him little gifts, and this seemed like one of those. So, he had it wrapped around his wrist as he wandered on patrol.
And, to his surprise, as he approached the aura of a Senshi, he saw it shimmer, and a bright red string appeared in the air.
"Oh," he said, softly.
It felt--
Well.
It felt like the red string of fate.
And what was he to do, but follow it?
So, he walked, leaping from one rooftop to the next, and letting it lead him a ew more feet to a Senshi in a fur-trimmed outfit, with ice-blue hair.
A Senshi to whom he was clearly connected by that bright, red string.
"....Hello," he said, softly. It was impossible to find anything more to say, with the two of them lit by rainbow colors from the meteor shower and connected by the red string of fate.
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2023 11:53 pm
As he watched the meteor shower raining down above him, Farbauti felt another aura flare up somewhere nearby, but he didn’t think much of it, initially. They felt like another White Moon person. A very powerful White Moon person, sure, but……well, other White Moon people were generally safe, right? They didn’t drain energy from people like the Negaverse and the Dark Mirror senshi did. Even if some of them maybe weren’t as kind as Demeter, Daedalus, Fang, and Asmodeus, Order senshi and their Knights were supposed to be good people whom you could more or less trust to be decent to you, and worrying about another Order person honestly just……sounded silly.
Sounded like the sort of thing that Vanya needed to not do, if he ever wanted to improve any at this whole magical senshi of rage or whatever business that his starseed apparently had decided to make into his destiny.
As the aura got closer, Farbauti started to wonder if maybe he should have worried, after all. Maybe the other person wanted to come and see if Farbauti needed help……but what if they were some kind of maniacal genius who used their powered up, White Moon aura to get away with being some kind of horrible serial killer or something? Taking a deep breath, Farbauti made himself banish that thought. For one thing, it sounded stupid………well. Maybe not stupid, exactly? Because in the hands of someone like Park Chan-wook, Bong Joon-ho, Wang Kar-wai, Taika Waititi, Martin Scorsese if you wanted to be serviceable and undeniably well-made but ultimately kinda basic, or ******** Tarantino if you absolutely had to appeal to the lowest common denominator here? Then, sure, Vanya could see that same basic plotline making for a pretty solid movie.
But at the very least, Farbauti’s idea sounded incredibly implausible.
Especially when the person who belonged to the other aura appeared and……oh. Oh, no.
“……Hi,” Farbauti somehow managed to say. He wasn’t entirely certain how. But he did manage it.
However, his cheeks flushed like a schoolgirl and his breath snagged in his throat as he looked up at one of the most unfairly beautiful men he had ever seen in his life, all decked out in white and lilac and navy. Not very tall, but he nevertheless had a sense of presence about him—never mind the glowing purple markings on his face. The purple part of his hair matched pretty nicely with his outfit, while the lighter blue at the tips of his ponytail and forelocks provided a nice contrast. If Farbauti had been out as Vanya, and if he’d had a camera to work with, he could have gotten a really nice shot of this mysterious, glowing man with his lantern, surrounded by the rainbow lights falling from the sky.
For a moment, Farbauti blinked at the lantern-staff, and then at all the little wonky-looking H symbols all over his outfit.… Farbauti recognized that symbol from some of the stuff he’d gotten from the library, about the moons of Saturn.
“Are you……you’re one of the Knights, aren’t you? Of Saturn?” Farbauti gestured at the symbol on the mysterious, glowing, unfairly beautiful man’s lantern. Only as he shifted his arm to wave ‘hi’ did he notice the red string around his wrist, apparently connected to the Knight’s wrist. Well. That didn’t happen every day, did it? “I……I’m Farbauti.”
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2023 12:51 am
Well, at least Aokigahara wasn't the only one fumbling his words.
There was something relieving, in the fact that he didn't look like a total fool, or at least that he didn't look like a total fool alone. Clearly both of them were a little surprised, and perhaps that was the only reasonable reaction, ultimately. Especially when...well. Being tied together by a ribbon of fate was...not exactly an everyday occurrence.
"Ah," he said, "yes. Aokigahara of Saturn."
It had been a long time since Aokigahara had felt the first stirrings of a crush. He and Phillipe had been together for so long, he'd almost forgotten what the early, cheek-burning heat of first interest felt like. Perhaps that was why it took him a moment to recognize why his face felt hot, why his heart felt like it was beating far faster than it ought to. But--well. Farbauti was certainly handsome, in a doe-eyed, messy sort of way--in a way where Farbauti could not have been more different than Philippe, but that was, in some ways, the appeal.
"A pleasure to meet you, Farbauti." He smiled, as charming as he could manage when he felt like a teenager with a crush all over again. "It seems fate has drawn us together quite directly." He held up his wrist, just to emphasize exactly what he meant.
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