(catchall / open)

[paraselenes]

WHO: dimitri and friends
WHERE: wheremstever
WHEN: all of october
WHAT: event starters and whatever else! feel free to ask me for one over at my plotting comment, or just wildcard me whatever, i love wildcards
WARNINGS: will update as necessary

October Event outside catch-all

• w/Vincent
  
• w/Toko
  
• w/Noctis
  
• w/Hibiki
  
• w/Zagreus
  
• w/Lottie
  
• w/D
  
• w/Aspen
  
• w/Claude
  
• w/Felix
  
• w/Set

Comments

[philandery]

[ it's true, at least they both have clothes now and aren't being chased by soul-hungry reapers or dank badaliscus...

sylvain smiles, lightly teasing despite his mounting confusion as he tries to reconcile the visual information he has, now that he's no longer hallucinating an overgrown rat (affectionate). ]

As formal as ever. I'm not in trouble again, am I?

[ he plunkers down next to dimitri easily, enjoying the ambient warmth of the mug in his hands and the relative familiarity of his company. ]

What do you wanna know? Or has Felix already filled you in on most of it?

[paraselenes]

[ Yeah, at least their not naked. The bar is very low right now and that's okay.

Meanwhile, he ignores his silly question because he's too busy taking in Sylvain's features. It's a little hard to tell when Sylvain was already a bit older then them, shedding the last bit of youthful softness in his face at the academy, but he's still different. His hair is the obvious flag, but there's more signs of war on his skin, and the cut of his face is just that much sharper. He's worn, as they all are.

But his expression is a smile, and in a way, he's harder to have this conversation with than Felix was. At least Felix didn't hold anything back. He's not sure what Sylvain sees right now, or saw; Dimitri reaches out, putting a firm hand on his arm to ground them both. ]

He... told me his side of things.

[ It was not good. ]

But I'd like to hear it from your perspective as well. [ His next question is a little awkward, too. Mostly because it's a weird thing to ask someone who's known you since you were a pudgy-faced child. ] Do I look familiar to you?

[philandery]

[ from what he knows of felix, he's guessing he didn't spare dimitri any details. but that doesn't mean sylvain needs to go down that same rabbit hole right away, reopen all the same wounds. (he's a little too avoidant of his problems sometimes, the way felix can be too aggressive. it's... not entirely fair to dimitri, but as friends they've always been ill-equipped to handle matters requiring any modicum of emotional delicacy.)

he answers honestly, for the most part. ]

Not entirely. You've got two good eyes, for one.

[ his expression sobers a little despite himself. this dimitri he had not known at all—had been missing entirely in sylvain's time. it's... no small realization, or sorrow, that this is who their king might have become, had he only been given the chance.

(or perhaps he's yet to go down another dark path, just further down the road. he's still so young, and sylvain can't help but imagine the dimitri he knows haunting faerghus at this same age.)

sylvain pats the hand on his arm with a rueful smile, forcing away the melancholy that bleeds into his thoughts. he may feel regret for a past that can't be changed, but he also feels gratitude to know there can be a different future. ]

...I'd still recognize you from a mile away.