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“ Vespasian walks over to the bathroom door after he hears the water running and picks up her clothes. He focuses and rearranges the matter to its original state, as well as adding a little fabric softener and a clean scent. He refolds them and leaves them where they were, and goes back to order the chinese. He rolls his eyes but remembers when he used to be uncomfortable with this usual ritual of recouping after a technocracy attack. His method of recouping was food, a shower, and a tv show to escape from the fact that he just almost died yet again or even worse yet, almost had his free will taken. ”
Sera Brenden eventually turns off the water, and steps out to wriggle dry in a towel. She cracks open the door to peek out for a second, before pulling her clothes back in. He can hear her laugh very softly in amazement and appreciation. She gets redressed before she wanders out again, quiet and still smiling at what she found outside the door. "Thank you, again," she murmurs once she sees him again.
“ Vespasian sits in front of the TV on a decorated silk pillow, with four others next to him, in front of a large table at about chest height from the ground. On the table there is a large assortment of chinese food "I didn't know what you liked, so I got almost everything." he said shrugging in embarrassment. The smell was almost intoxicating. The TV was on, and it was on the History channel with a special entitled "Engineering an Empire". He smiles and says "No problem, you've been through hell....so I thought why not pay it back with a slice of heaven?" he patted a pillow next to him for her to sit on. ”
Sera Brenden stops in her tracks, taking in the little scene, and apparently thinking too much as she does. She moves slowly toward where he sits, glancing at the television for the sake of distraction and curiosity. She perks slightly, and is momentarily distracted as she takes a seat where he indicated. "I love this show!" Her enthusiasm surprises her, and makes her dip her head low, cheeks turning a faint pink. "Ah...and... I...well. She looks away from the television to the food. "I love Chinese--it's all...pretty good with me." Though, he can tell she's having trouble with the idea of indulging--for whatever reason.
“ Vespasian smiles at her outburst "I like it too" he said with a small amount of enthusiasm. "It's rather good, not as good as their Barbarian's series but still good." he says as he serves her some chinese on a plate with chop sticks "So, why the reserve?" he asks as he offers her a small smile "Let's dig in." he says as he offers her the plate. ”
Sera Brenden smiles a little, reassured by this. She also takes up chopsticks--and practices perfect form with them, moving delicately and gracefully over her plate to organize it before she eats. "Thank you for the food." She pauses, staring at what she's done as she considers his question. "Reserve? I...just think it's polite." Her eyebrows slant back in dismay. "It's just the way I am?" Her voice is uncertain, like she doesn't know how to explain herself.
“ Vespasian nods "Alright, well you don't have to be that way here. I'm more of a chaotic person myself, I don't really care for order so if you get a little crazy, I'm not going to crucify you or burn you at the stake." he smirked. He ate his food watching the special, distancing himself psychologically from the traumatic experience. Finally half way through the special he said "you know its strange..." he paused for second "I feel comfortable around you." he tilted his head to a side "and I don't feel comfortable around many people." he smiled and said "why don't we be friends?" ”
Sera Brenden settles after a moment, looking to the television as she politely eats her food with the chopsticks, her mind wandering several places at once--wondering about him, watching television, and remembering where she's been...specifically, Japan, where she learned to use chopsticks in the first place. She didn't even notice that she was smiling as she was remembering, and jerked from her memory, looking over at him when he speaks. "No?" She rests her chopsticks a moment, although they're still in her hands. "Why not? I mean--yes, we can be friends. But...why don't you feel comfortable around people?" She asks this, even though she's uncomfortable around people herself.
“ Vespasian shrugged "Guess I've just always felt different, more intune with reality. Or maybe I'm just pretensious and I cover it up by saying things like that. Truth be told I think I'm just not sure how to interact with non-special people." he said softly "and I'm rather afraid of hurting them with my abilities. It does happen sometimes." ”
Sera Brenden considers this quietly, turning her eyes back to the screen as she puts her words together in her head. She speaks quietly, sounding a little detached. "I know." She glances over. "I had it happen to me, and I decided it would be best that I keep myself to myself." She looks back over to the television before he can see her expression, which is smooth, but she's terrified he'll notice how uncomfortable she is at merely remembering her Awakening incident.
“ Vespasian nodded "Well you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I won't interrogate you or anything but if you need/want to talk about it. If you want we can just sit here and watch the special" he said soothingly. He put a soft hand on her arm and served her more food. "This is called my relaxation ritual. Shower, clean clothes, food, and tv." he smiled "Its how I chill out and try not to break down." he took his hand off her arm not wanting her to get the wrong idea. "but I guess it can't hurt to have more than one person in it now." he smirks making an obvious joke. ”
Sera Brenden laughs softly at that. "That's what...people do. Everyone does." She's awkward, and thinks what she's said could be misconstrued, but...since she believes they're both the same kind of creature, she's a little more alright with saying it. "I appreciate it. Ah--is there...a nickname I can call you by? I keep thinking 'Vespasian,' and then a Colosseum comes to mind. Amazing structure, I have to admit, but..."
“ Vespasian laughs at that "I don't have a nick name, truth be told you're my first friend since I awakened." he shrugged "and before that I didn't really know anyone who didn't call me "witch-kid" like I was some sort of freak." he smirks showing he is over his childhood. "so if you want, you can make up one and I won't mind." he said relaxing. ”
Sera Brenden thinks about it, nudging a bean sprout around in her mouth with her tongue for a moment. "'Witch kid?'" She sounds both disgusted and confused. "That's...not even intelligent." She pauses to set her plate and chopsticks down, reaching up to take her glasses off to clean them with the sleeve of her hoodie as she wonders. "Vespasian. 'Ves' is short and sweet. What do you say?" She looks over at him, squinting slightly as she's damn near blind without her lenses on.
“ Vespasian nods in approval through a mouthfull of dumpling "yeah sure, that works" he says in a muffled tone as he holds a piece of dumpling that he couldn't fit in his mouth with his lips. and when he could fit it in his mouth he made a movement with his head that mimicked some dinosaurs in tossing the food into the air and into his mouth (I actually still do this lol). "Sounds like a good abbreviation, I concur" he said as he slurped down some wonton soup. "What about you, what can I call you? Sera is way too formal. I like I'll call you 'Era. It's more fitting to your studious nature and I like puns." he said as he tossed his head back and gulped an entire dr.pepper soda. "What do you say?" ”
Sera Brenden watches him toss his food and catch it with a quiet fascination that she can't hide very well, what with staring. She finally notices herself staring, and looks down, taking up her plate and chopsticks to distract herself. "That's fine. It's...still two syllables, though." As though that's a problem, she focuses on her food, stirring it around carefully with her chopsticks.
“ "Is how many syllables it is a problem?" he asked puzzled at her response. "And its okay to stare, its not impolite. I have odd habits and if you like watching them its okay." he chuckled. ”
Sera Brenden feels her cheeks turn red, and she gives her head a little shake. "Two syllables is fine." She bites her lip. Two isn't four, she tells herself, and so two should be fine. Besides, her name is normally two syllables. She glances back over at him with a very small smile. "'Era will work. You'll be the only person to call me that."
“ Vespasian nodded "Alright sounds good." He flicked a bit of tofu at her, it landed in her hair and he chuckled at it. "Era..." he trailed off pointing to her hair. ”
Sera Brenden gives a soft squeak, putting her chopsticks down as she reaches delicately to feel for and pull the tofu free. She gives him such a sad look. She mews: "Whyyy? Why did you flick tofu at me, Ves?" Such shiny eyes.
“ Vespasian laughs a little "because I wanted your attention, you go all spacy." he said waving his hands dramatically about. "Come back to planet earth....come back or risk the tofu vengeance!!" he said in a fake menacing tone. ”
Sera Brenden gives a fake little scowl, snatching up her chopsticks. She uses them to flick a couple grains of rice at him. "Reveeenge!" Her voice is high and a little squeaky, mocking even herself. She's relaxing inch by inch, and he can tell it's making her happy. He'll notice she has much the demeanor of an abused kitten being treated well for the first time.
“ Vespasian catches the rice straight in the stomach. He falls over backwards melodramatically "NO!!! Not whole grain rice! my only weakness!!! Curse you organic foods!!" he squirms on the floor "I'm melting! I'm melting!" ”
Sera Brenden laughs involuntarily, her arms wrapping around her sides as she watches this dramatic overreaction. Her glasses fall from her hands, hitting the floor without a sound as she giggles. "Serves you right!"
“ Vespasian laughs as he gets back up. "Well fine." he pouts over reacting "you win this round but watch out..." he looks at her mischeiviously "I'll get you back" he sticks out his tongue at her in mock angst. ”