[ finding things to do is hard around the resort. once you've done something once, is it really that fun to do it again? even leona would be willing to admit that it's not the things that are interesting. it's the people. including vil. which, upon hearing the start of that incantation, causes leona's gaze to harden. will it actually do anything? he already has a hunch...
...
and sadly, that hunch is correct. ]
It's not gonna work. But ya probably knew that anyway.
[ was it worth trying? absolutely. leona clicks his tongue. ]
Whether it's magic or not, tryin' to do anything destructive doesn't seem like it works. Guess they're good at protecting their property.
[ he turns to look away, frowning all the while. ]
[A bitter sigh escapes Vil as he drops his hand and steps back. It would be easy to lash out, to snap that Leona should be trying something too, but ultimately it seemed clear that their underclassmen were beyond their help. He looks away from the statue of Deuce, in the opposite direction as Leona.]
I hate it here. But I don't believe in the results of this game, either.
[He avoids saying the last thought on his mind, knowing it will just further manifest the insecurity he was feeling. I feel lost. Adrift.]
Well, you're in a better position to try than I am.
[ because turning a statue into sand is definitely not the right way to go about things. not to mention that he wouldn't want to risk his own safety and thus, the safety of others, by making a mistake... ]
And ya don't have to believe in the results of anything 'round here. Ya just gotta survive. Right?
[ with a sigh, leona rubs his face with the back of his hand. ]
[Vil feels his eyes inexplicably begin burning when Leona expresses a touch of empathy, and he blinks rapidly to keep them from worsening. It was no secret that he was frustrated with being stuck in the resort, away from everything he cared about and felt driven to work for. Could he pursue beauty to the extent that he did back home? Perhaps. But this wasn't a game he wanted to play or a place where he wanted to be, and he loathed the fact that he's already done things in the name of survival that he wouldn't dream of doing back home.]
Right. Survive.
[He cuts off any strain in his voice by keeping his replies short, shaking his head.]
Just gotta be long enough to avoid turnin' into a statue. You're beautiful and all but that doesn't mean you're allowed to slack off if I can't too.
[ of course he's going to feel for vil. leona's got a lot that he's left behind just for the sake of someone's whims. he's got a bed that needs to be slept in. a greenhouse to also sleep in. sandwiches to eat. but the thing is, while he can do all of that here, it all happens under a pretense of something inherently horny. arousing. he's not tired of it yet but he will be eventually. probably. ]
Think about it too hard and it'll feel longer than it really is, ya know.
[Long enough to avoid turning into a statue. Such an ambiguous time range. If Deuce and possibly Azul could meet such a fate in a matter of months, what would it look like for himself and Leona? Years?
He gets control of his breathing with little fanfare, frowning as he looks back over at Leona.]
I know. But I'm not going to risk the opposite and let this place make me forget.
[They've been in the resort for too short a time for it to be a realistic concern, but what had Leona said before? That nothing was impossible here? What were they to do if this place could thrust them further into vice and pleasure by making them forget things from home?
...But that was overthinking. He couldn't let himself be caught up in that, either.
So after a long look at Deuce's statue, Vil turns and starts making his way back through the garden, intent on getting back to the entryway and elevators.]
[ make them forget? now that's something he hasn't thought about. or maybe he had but he forgot it? that's the problem with memory-related things and a world he doesn't want to live in. leona sighs and folds his arms across his chest. again, he can't worry about something that's not necessarily impossible, but very improbable. ]
... I won't let ya.
[ following after vil, he matches his stride. ]
If I'm around, you're not gonna forget a thing. Promise ya that.
[Vil doesn't respond for a long moment, making his way some distance from Deuce's statue to one of the little bridges that dot the garden. It gives him time to detach himself from the hideous thought of the resort being capable of making them forget, though it's hard to completely dismiss now that he's voiced it.]
...Thank you. I want to believe you.
[If he thinks about the situation more, Leona's been bolstering him more than he expected in their time here. Did he really come across so sensitive and demoralized?]
I'm sure you realize I'm not giving up. So you better do your part and ensure you stick around.
[ and he should. leona's not doing it just for vil's sake, but his own. it'll never be purely out of sympathy and compassion for his fellow housewarden, but that doesn't mean he can't have those and save his own skin at the same time. ]
Well, I'm doin' my part. [ snorts! ] I'm not havin' problems playin'. Got a bunch of cards already.
[ one day i'll update my tracker ]
And because of it, I'm learnin' about a lot of the other guests.
[Vil doesn't look particularly surprised that Leona has no problem playing the game. In fact, it would probably be more surprising if he did have trouble, considering his personality.]
I'm not interested in your exploits. Just don't do anything foolish.
[He's one to talk about doing foolish things, considering he put his hair on the line with that mysterious J character. But he's soon walking again, silently emphasizing he doesn't want to talk about who or what Leona may be banging.]
[ he's lying right now. right in front of vil. whatever he deems foolish might not be to leona. in fact, he'll be putting himself out there to protect a few folks... he might even help dry someone else off with magic.
but either way, his thoughts will be on what happened to his classmates as he lags behind. about not letting the same thing happen to either of them, because the last thing he needs to deal with is someone on his level actually getting petrified. ]
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...
and sadly, that hunch is correct. ]
It's not gonna work. But ya probably knew that anyway.
[ was it worth trying? absolutely. leona clicks his tongue. ]
Whether it's magic or not, tryin' to do anything destructive doesn't seem like it works. Guess they're good at protecting their property.
[ he turns to look away, frowning all the while. ]
Bastards.
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[A bitter sigh escapes Vil as he drops his hand and steps back. It would be easy to lash out, to snap that Leona should be trying something too, but ultimately it seemed clear that their underclassmen were beyond their help. He looks away from the statue of Deuce, in the opposite direction as Leona.]
I hate it here. But I don't believe in the results of this game, either.
[He avoids saying the last thought on his mind, knowing it will just further manifest the insecurity he was feeling. I feel lost. Adrift.]
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[ because turning a statue into sand is definitely not the right way to go about things. not to mention that he wouldn't want to risk his own safety and thus, the safety of others, by making a mistake... ]
And ya don't have to believe in the results of anything 'round here. Ya just gotta survive. Right?
[ with a sigh, leona rubs his face with the back of his hand. ]
I know it must be eatin' ya up havin' to be here.
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Right. Survive.
[He cuts off any strain in his voice by keeping his replies short, shaking his head.]
I can endure. I just don't know how long.
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[ of course he's going to feel for vil. leona's got a lot that he's left behind just for the sake of someone's whims. he's got a bed that needs to be slept in. a greenhouse to also sleep in. sandwiches to eat. but the thing is, while he can do all of that here, it all happens under a pretense of something inherently horny. arousing. he's not tired of it yet but he will be eventually. probably. ]
Think about it too hard and it'll feel longer than it really is, ya know.
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He gets control of his breathing with little fanfare, frowning as he looks back over at Leona.]
I know. But I'm not going to risk the opposite and let this place make me forget.
[They've been in the resort for too short a time for it to be a realistic concern, but what had Leona said before? That nothing was impossible here? What were they to do if this place could thrust them further into vice and pleasure by making them forget things from home?
...But that was overthinking. He couldn't let himself be caught up in that, either.
So after a long look at Deuce's statue, Vil turns and starts making his way back through the garden, intent on getting back to the entryway and elevators.]
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... I won't let ya.
[ following after vil, he matches his stride. ]
If I'm around, you're not gonna forget a thing. Promise ya that.
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...Thank you. I want to believe you.
[If he thinks about the situation more, Leona's been bolstering him more than he expected in their time here. Did he really come across so sensitive and demoralized?]
I'm sure you realize I'm not giving up. So you better do your part and ensure you stick around.
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Well, I'm doin' my part. [ snorts! ] I'm not havin' problems playin'. Got a bunch of cards already.
[
one day i'll update my tracker]And because of it, I'm learnin' about a lot of the other guests.
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I'm not interested in your exploits. Just don't do anything foolish.
[He's one to talk about doing foolish things, considering he put his hair on the line with that mysterious J character. But he's soon walking again, silently emphasizing he doesn't want to talk about who or what Leona may be banging.]
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[ he's lying right now. right in front of vil. whatever he deems foolish might not be to leona. in fact, he'll be putting himself out there to protect a few folks... he might even help dry someone else off with magic.
but either way, his thoughts will be on what happened to his classmates as he lags behind. about not letting the same thing happen to either of them, because the last thing he needs to deal with is someone on his level actually getting petrified. ]