[ she glances at the option before grabbing one at random. i guess even if it wasn't at random it would be useless because she doesn't know what it does. into the pot! ]
[ it is kind of like a fun little game isn't it? their pot bubbles, roils, and then eventually ejects a large puff of smoke at both of them.
by the power vested in me (rng picking potion 4), when the smoke clears there is a second virtuosa standing where wriothesley used to be. he has not realized he is no longer himself. ]
That was anticlimactic.
[ important question: would virtuosa make out with herself? ]
is the surface of their potions pot reflective enough to see? doesn't matter, he's going to peer over anyway. the image is a little blurry, but it's definitely not what he sees in the mirror every morning. ]
Interesting. And yet I still sound the same.
[ how come he doesn't get her sexy voice too? :( ]
[ sorry to noncon this on you and also to backdate it so much (you don't have to respond)
but i do need it recorded in writing that at some point wriothesley was offered one of the love chocos and ate it, saw virtuosa, and immediately fell in love with her. congrats, she now has one stalker casually following her around. ]
[ damn you actually replied, now i really have to commit
he (visibly) perks up when she approaches. tragically he did not also get cursed with the weather report status but if he had, there would be a blindingly bright sun above his head. ]
Fancy meeting you here, Miss Virtuosa. [ he was literally following her but ok. ] You're looking particularly lovely today.
he doesn't know if he would call it interesting. fated, perhaps (he doesn't believe in fate) or even destined (he doesn't believe in that shit either). but as of right this moment, all that matters is that he is here with the love of his life.
he pauses in the middle of their walk, turning to face her. ]
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week 1, monday
... this is interesting.
[ what kind of vacation is this. hello. she is not complaining. ]
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but here they both are, staring at potions. or rather, staring at the ingredients for making potions. ]
I have to admit, this isn't quite what I'm used to.
[ he picks up.....a flower??? i don't actually know what the ingredients are ]
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The same with me... perhaps it is like cooking, then?
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[ casually drops that flower into the pot. they don't immediately blow up, which he takes as a good sign. ]
Would you like to add something as well?
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It feels almost like a game.
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by the power vested in me (rng picking potion 4), when the smoke clears there is a second virtuosa standing where wriothesley used to be. he has not realized he is no longer himself. ]
That was anticlimactic.
[ important question: would virtuosa make out with herself? ]
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she does not react right away, instead just... looks at wrio(?). well, this is unexpected. ]
Mm. Do you feel different for any reason? Anything odd?
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Maybe a little lighter? [ wait a minute. ] Although a few things do look a little higher up...
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[ she walks over, pressing a hand to her forehead and then comparing it to wriothesley's... see? ]
Anything else seems different?
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he will raise a hand as if to do the same, but immediately get distracted by how much smaller it is. ]
This isn't my hand. [ in fact: ] It looks an awful lot like your hand.
[ wuh woh ]
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[ she reaches over to twirl a strand of wrio's (her?) hair. ]
You look just like me.
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is the surface of their potions pot reflective enough to see? doesn't matter, he's going to peer over anyway. the image is a little blurry, but it's definitely not what he sees in the mirror every morning. ]
Interesting. And yet I still sound the same.
[ how come he doesn't get her sexy voice too? :( ]
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[ she says this, but she sounds more amused than anything else about it. ]
Perhaps it really just affects what's on the outside? Your vocal cords may still be the same.
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Should we test it out and see?
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What do you propose?
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How much can you eat?
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[ help ]
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week 1, monday (again)
but i do need it recorded in writing that at some point wriothesley was offered one of the love chocos and ate it, saw virtuosa, and immediately fell in love with her. congrats, she now has one stalker casually following her around. ]
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well!!!! she allows this to happen for longer than you'd expect, until, ]
Wriothesley?
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he (visibly) perks up when she approaches. tragically he did not also get cursed with the weather report status but if he had, there would be a blindingly bright sun above his head. ]
Fancy meeting you here, Miss Virtuosa. [ he was literally following her but ok. ] You're looking particularly lovely today.
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she just looks at him for a moment. ]
Why, thank you. Are you in a good mood today?
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[ kill me ]
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she smiles though. ]
Is that so? I didn't know you felt that way.
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he does not say that. ]
Have I ever given you any indication otherwise?
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Not at all, but this is much more... bold.
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[ francy i'm sorry but i hope you endgame so they never have to talk again after this. ]
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I see. [ hmmm. ] What do you want?
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Nothing more than to spend time with you.
[ and also a kissy. ]
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she has thought about it, and in the end she has come to the conclusion this is really funny. ]
Let's take a walk together. Come here.
[ gestures for him to take her arm. ]
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but he takes that arm, and if he walks a little closer than might normally be considered appropriate....don't worry about it. ]
Where to?
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[ she will walk... and not comment on the closeness. ]
Did you want to do anything?
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Perhaps you could tell me a little more about yourself?
[ he would like to learn...about the woman of his dreams..... (for the next hour) ]
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but hm... ]
I am a musician. I am something called a Sankta. I travel. I enjoy company.
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A very well-rounded individual. [ which is also very sexy. ] What's the most interesting place you've traveled to?
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After all, the two of us are here and able to have this conversation. Isn't that interesting?
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he doesn't know if he would call it interesting. fated, perhaps (he doesn't believe in fate) or even destined (he doesn't believe in that shit either). but as of right this moment, all that matters is that he is here with the love of his life.
he pauses in the middle of their walk, turning to face her. ]
Can I ask you something, Miss Virtuosa?