Hacking Up Posies (CATCH-ALL/OPEN)

[immortalrose]

WHO: Augustine & You! (open prompts below)
WHERE: Throughout most of Stygia (the Harbors, Serene, the Gallows & the Hinterlands)
WHEN: November catch-all & event prompts
WHAT: Just the random goings of a flower-loving dhampir who may or not be suffering from the dreaded hanahaki virus.
WARNINGS: Possible mentions of violence, blood, and self-harm in the form of blood sorcery magic.

[ I'll be adding more prompts throughout the week featuring the event stuff in question. If you would like to plot with me, feel free to drop me a DM or hit me up on devillady. I'm always more than happy to make a starter or two. So don't be shy. Also, you're welcome to make your own starters as well. ]


PLOTTING 🌹 EVENT🌹 WILDCARD

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[immortalrose]

[A thoughtful hum escapes Augustine as he regards the sullen man across from him. While it’s unlikely that Viktor survived that horrible explosion, a part of him hopes that he did. Dying in such a manner is just too horrific to comprehend, especially for someone who already suffered so much in life. He can just tell that life itself hasn’t been too kind towards Viktor judging from the heavy bags hanging under his eyes and the sunken cheeks. Even so, it would be nothing short of depressing for such a young life to be cut so short. This is why Augustine cannot help but offer this man pity despite knowing damn well it’s not his place to do so.]

Even if you did perish like you think, don’t you feel alive now?

[The dhampir questions as he rests his arm upon the table as he leans forward.]

You seem as alive as everyone else here. You still draw breath and require food like any normal living entity. You can even savor the taste of tea like the living does.

[He gestures idly to the cracked little teacup within Viktor’s hand.]

Therefore I ask you, does it truly matter if you survived or not? If so, why? You’re “alive” here, aren’t you?

cw: illness/death talk

[theorems]

Whatever this is, for me, is only an extension of the inevitable. I am sure my... appearance has not misinformed you of my well-being. I am still dying.

[In an effort to rebuff the seriousness in his tone, he tries to smile. It comes out bitter instead. And as if allergic to grinning, Viktor begins to cough. At first it doesn't seem like a bad cough, but then it worsens quickly, and he pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket to cover his mouth. If there's a dabbling of blood there, he tries to make sure it doesn't show as he tucks the handkerchief away.]

So yes.

[His voice rough, and he clears his throat to try and strengthen it.]

Very alive, for now.

[The dryness of his throat matches his tone. He sips some tea to try and soothe it more. It helps as he thinks over his response.]

This may be a second chance, for most. If the explosion were the only thing that happened to me, I would share your optimism.

So to answer your question, no. It doesn't matter, does it?