napuleh‌:

Omnipotent Vin is hurt by the implication that S would not receive his body well! Regular degular shmegular Vin is still grinning like a dope.

“There are like bears here, right? They probably eat somebody every other week. Unless that’s you?”

S says you’ve got to ask about that sort of thing before you spring it. Vin probably does have a very nice body all things considered.

Such is life.

“There are bears.. most people are able to avoid them but things happen. Mostly that’s the bears. Occasionally it’s me. “

napuleh‌:

He would literally cry blood.

“Oh, come on. Live a little. Laugh a little. I’m kidding!” About the sending nudes part, anyways. There are quite a few people sending him nudes right now, but his ringer is off, so unless S can sense it in their heart that Vin is out here getting dick pics by the dozen…

“I wouldn’t disrespect your humble forest life like that. It’s too clean out here. Untouched by… nastiness. That isn’t like, murder.”

Insert a strange tinge of nervous laughter. It does get more genuine but at first it is quite unsettling.

“Of course you are. Of course, you are.“ It’s really not even the receiving that took them out – but sending, oof, that’d be something else altogether.

“Right. Only murder allowed.“

napuleh‌:

“Oh, thank god.” Vincenzo lets out a deep breath. “Then I’m fine. I can still send, and/or receive, nudes.”

He’s a terrible man. He’s also winking. In a funny way, I promise!

The mention of Vin sending and/or receiving nudes is almost enough to have Saima place him right back outside. 

“……How wonderful.“ Their gaze goes through him and to the next world entirely in response. 

akratophoros‌:

“ Oʜ ᴀʙꜱᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ, ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏꜱ. Lᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʟᴀᴠᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ꜱʜᴜɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀғᴜʟ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱ ᴏғ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ. I ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴡʜᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏᴜʀ, ʟɪᴋᴇ, ʜᴀʟғ ᴀ ʙᴏᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏғ ᴡɪɴᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ʟɪʙᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴀᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅ ᴅᴀʏꜱ. ” Hᴇ ᴘᴀᴜꜱᴇꜱ , ᴘʟᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ɢʀᴀᴘᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪɴᴇꜱ ᴛᴀɴɢʟᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴏɴɢ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʜᴀɪʀ.

   “Absolutely wonderful. Caring for those left out by others is just absolutely delightful to do. Hah, I can imagine those followers definitely enjoy the chances to have a great time in your honor.” A small wistful sigh. “A bit of a shame that there’s nothing really to compare to those memories.”

napuleh‌:

“I have the internet now. I don’t need to leave.” Vin is going to tuck himself inside of his expensive hoodie now, arms and chin pulled inside for warmth. But nevertheless, he feels a chill run down his spine. “S— darling— you have WiFi, right?”

“Fair.“ If nothing else, access to the internet did make existence all the easier to bare. “I do actually have WiFi, of course, I do. It’s pretty high quality too so.. not a bad place to hole up for some time.“ Something had to come out of having Internet access even out in the forests.

akratophoros:

“ I ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴄᴜʟᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴ Mʏᴄᴇɴᴀᴇᴀɴ Gʀᴇᴇᴄᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ғᴜɴ. I ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ʙʏ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴀꜱɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴜғғ. I ᴍɪꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴅᴀʏꜱ. ”

   “Oh, those must have been the times. There’s nothing like looking after the outcasts and allowing them to let loose. The energy generated by that must have been amazing. Missing those days only makes sense really.”

napuleh‌:

“I can’t be seen anywhere like this. I simply can’t.” He’s inviting himself to a seat now, but at least he doesn’t sit on top of Saima’s book. “So I suppose I’ll just hide out in the middle of nowhere for, I don’t know, five years.”

“Right.“ Because this is the sort of dilemma where hiding away is necessary. But they can’t blame him for this impulse, not really. 

“Five years? Well, alright – if you’re actually up to being in the middle of nowhere for that long. Figure you might get restless enough to get out even sooner though.“

toameliiorate‌:

Quinn nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard a voice behind them, fear running through them in a cold shock as they blinked up at the being watching them. Teasing them.

Fuck.

“Are these yours …? You can have them back.” Assuming they’d unknowingly crossed into their territory in their wanderings, and now trying to resolve the situation – assuming this being was a threat and angry – without any critical thought. Just doing, stammering through sentences, ready to run if need be. Their instincts operated on a principle of fear first, observation later. For now all they knew was that they’d been not only found but called out by someone who wasn’t quite human.

“’m sorry …”

The sheer fear that the person seemed to experience was quite entertaining from Saima’s point of view. Although, it’s probably best that they at least try to calm the poor kid down after giving them such a fright.

“I mean, these are some of my wandering grounds but it’s not like I’m claiming the leaves. Just thought it was curious that you were out here.“ They settle into a somewhat more recognizably benign tone, if only for the sake of the lone explorer.

“You don’t need to apologize, I was really just kidding at you. You just seemed so dedicated that I couldn’t resist giving you something of a shock.“

napuleh replied to your post: “[he is POUNDING on that door, and when it opens, what S will see is…”:

“I bought plum oil for sixty euro, and I’m-“ he’s getting all choked up, but it’s probably just the pepper in the pasta trying to kill him- “I’m breaking out!” As soon as he can breathe again he shoves another forkful into his mouth. Carbs help. “*My forehead is disgusting*.” There’s like…one whitehead.

They listen carefully, although thinking that sixty euro might be a bit for some plum oil. Nonetheless, the news of a breakout causes a sympathetic sigh.

“I’m sorry. I know that’s definitely a trying time. Hopefully, that whitehead clears out sooner rather than later.“