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flowerofmtsilver) wrote2012-04-20 11:49 pm
flowerofmtsilver) wrote2012-04-20 11:49 pm
But you say that’s exactly how this grace thing works
Who: Celebi and Vinnie
What: an exchange of gifts
Where: Celebi's dorm
When: Evening of April 22nd
Warnings: Fainting and crying?
Remembering to knock on doors was not one of Vinnie's strengths.
This door was different.
This one, he stood outside for a good minute, turning the luminous sphere in the palm of his hand. The bauble wasn't even all that spectacular, really - it was really his first experiment in growing a stone, and there were plenty of them out there in larger sizes. Certainly didn't go for a lot of money outside a very specific market. But the sentiment he poured into this gesture was beyond that of any other present he gave this day.
Birthday gifts were only for family - gratitude to the people around him that he would honour beyond reason.
He cupped the stone in his hands and slowly closed his fingers around it, letting its glow seep through the space between each digit. This, he reminded himself as he stared down into its gentle light, would be the very first present he gave to the one he considered his mother. Sure, it was really just a childhood delusion, but... there was no one else he could possibly place in that role. Celebi was mother to all forests, just as he was born of one. She sung him lullabies and smelled of home.
All right. No more stalling. The Venusaur palmed the sphere in his fist and knocked on her door. Then immediately turned the knob and opened it.No, that's still not how it works...
What: an exchange of gifts
Where: Celebi's dorm
When: Evening of April 22nd
Warnings: Fainting and crying?
Remembering to knock on doors was not one of Vinnie's strengths.
This door was different.
This one, he stood outside for a good minute, turning the luminous sphere in the palm of his hand. The bauble wasn't even all that spectacular, really - it was really his first experiment in growing a stone, and there were plenty of them out there in larger sizes. Certainly didn't go for a lot of money outside a very specific market. But the sentiment he poured into this gesture was beyond that of any other present he gave this day.
Birthday gifts were only for family - gratitude to the people around him that he would honour beyond reason.
He cupped the stone in his hands and slowly closed his fingers around it, letting its glow seep through the space between each digit. This, he reminded himself as he stared down into its gentle light, would be the very first present he gave to the one he considered his mother. Sure, it was really just a childhood delusion, but... there was no one else he could possibly place in that role. Celebi was mother to all forests, just as he was born of one. She sung him lullabies and smelled of home.
All right. No more stalling. The Venusaur palmed the sphere in his fist and knocked on her door. Then immediately turned the knob and opened it.
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Uh...
Vinnie narrowed his eyes in confusion, and parted his lips as though to ask something, only for the ability of speech to leave him. Her words weren't sinking in, somehow - or perhaps more accurately, the magnitude of her words was simply too big for him to grasp, or perceive, or understand. Part of him was still fumbling at the truth that was staring him dead on.
The other part of him, however, was trembling, mute and shellshocked. He could feel every symptom connected to terror and yet fear it was not - there was a complete blank in him when he attempted to define the feeling.
At best, Vinnie could only mumble a small, helpless, "Huh...?"