#vanitiesredemption

“There-there,” Amber hummed, a sad smile forming as she returned his embrace. So often she thought that humans had it lucky, and yet, this child, he seemed so helpless in this place. No one should be left to feel that way, let alone someone so young. “Well, as long as we’re friends, we shan’t be too lonely. Right?”

💜: Finds them sexually attractive,💖: Finds them aesthetically attractive, 💗: Finds them romantically attractive

@vanities-redemption

When Ienzo appeared in front of the cell he was caught off guard by Vanitas' apparent physical and mental state. Silently he took in the scene. The man in the cell looked like he had been beaten badly and recently. The writing on the wall also seemed to have been written in blood which was never a good sign. The young man could read some of the words, but they still made very little sense to him.

“…It’s not often I get stuck on a World with a bunch of strange looking people…” The raven scratched the back of his head as he looked down at the cup of…hot chocolate? The smell of chocolate was flooding his senses, so it had to be that. Vanitas picked up the steaming mug of cocoa and took a drink. His eyes widened and Vanitas grinned. “…It’s a good blend.”

Strange? Well that wasn't very nice, though he's certainly been called worse. Alphinaud simply hummed as he served himself a cup and sat down with the stranger at the Rising Stones. Though it was rare they allowed people who weren't a part of the Scions to visit the back of the establishment, exceptions had to be made.

"Thank you."

A small smile of fondness broke the surface of his usually level expression as he took a sip, enjoying the warmth and nostalgia that accompanied the drink as it slid down his throat. A warmth that was quite welcome, considering the northerly temperatures of Mor Dhona.

Now, to address the situation at hand... It was a good thing his dearest sister Alisae wasn't present, or she'd have likely grown upset at the stranger's rudeness. "Ah, my apologies, I do believe I have failed to introduce myself. I am Alphinaud Leveileur, scholar and member of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn."

He would wait patiently for the stranger to introduce himself before continuing, his earlier comments affirming the rumours he'd heard when one of their members had come bearing the report of a stranger arriving through a portal of darkness eerily similar to the methods of transportation employed by the Ascians. Nevertheless he seemed friendly, at least on the surface. The sense of disdain and danger that generally accompanied any Ascian was noticeably absent, after all.

"You mean to imply that this is your first visit to Eorza then?" He inquired calmly, slender fingers warming against the sides of his cup. Coming from the warmer climate of Sharlayan in Dravania rather than the colder climate of Ishgard, as were many of his brethren.

He’d wandered off to steal some chips from a vending machine nearby where his tent and other shit was set up. When he came back though he nearly dropped the pile of chip bags when he realized what he was looking at. A clone of himself? It was definitely him. Usually he wouldn’t have questioned but considering xehanort had no means of time travel anymore since he was gone.....

Riku inclined his head side-ways when he noted that Vanitas wasn’t fighting back. He meshed their lips together completely and lifted his hands to grasp Vanitas’s wrists, though gently--his hold so light it’d be easy to escape. Having at least an inch of height over the ravenette helped as he pressed down and forced Van’s head back until it was tilted back against the wall. Riku suckled on Vanitas’s bottom lip first--giving it a playful nip.