(OTA + CLOSED) if i cannot move heaven

[immortalpoet]

WHO: Vergilius and YOU + closed starters
WHAT: Catchall for TDM prompts, May + June catchall - if you want a closed starter for your character, DM me!
WHERE: All over Neo Tokyo, etc.
WHEN: May
WARNINGS: general Project Moon warnings (opt-out post), will update as needed



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[wheft]

The Library?!

[ and if vergilius said that he worked there, that means he wasn't booked. that he was working with the likes of malkuth and gebura. but why?

it's not like she can get answers from the guy himself though. maybe one day. they did manage to bring back the red mist here somehow, after all. ]

...I feel for him. It's really common, isn't it? Lashing out at the world because the people you love are gone just like that. [ a shaky laugh. ] He even spared you too, somehow.

[immortalpoet]

...I remembered him at a moment where I lost everything, too. I know how he feels.

[But he was stopped. He didn't go through with it. The last statement makes him grimace, a little pained.]

I...didn't even think he'd remember something like that.

[wheft]

[ ...of course vergilius had lost everyone once. seems like everyone on the bus had gone through that. ]

This dream of yours... What was it, exactly?

[immortalpoet]

...It's not for you to know.

[It isn't important for her to know.]

But I....wanted to change the world. The City. Somehow.

[wheft]

You wanted to change the world...

[ ... ]

For that guy?

[ 🤨🏳️‍🌈❓ ]

[immortalpoet]

...

[A little groan.]

More than "that guy". Come on [A beat.] His name is Roland.

[wheft]

Roland...

[ roland... the black silence....... ]

But wait. The Library's gone in our timeline. Does that mean that he also went away?

[immortalpoet]

[He shrugs.]

I wouldn't know. That was the last time I saw him, anyhow. The fact that he was in the Library was a surprise to me.

[wheft]

I see.

[ timeline shit is SOOOOO CONFUSING ugh. once again she wishes faust were here to explain all this. ]

Well, nothing we can do about that now. Except...

[ she can't help but smile - a teasing one. ]

Just be fortunate that I'm the only one who got to see your fathoms of ego. The others would never have let you live this down.

[immortalpoet]

[Now he's REALLY making a face.]

Live this down, how? It's just a memory.

[TOTALLY NOT GAY YEARNING OR ANYTHING]

[wheft]

Just the fact that you're pretty idealistic all the way down.

[ a sardonic chuckle. ]

You know how it's practically impossible to change the City we live in.

[immortalpoet]

I know it is.

[Of course he knows, but.........]

I can't...help it. I can't.

[wheft]

No one can. But we have to be realistic about this. Not even the Red Mist was able to do anything about it, you know.

[ but this topic is getting too grim, so she's going to nip this on the bud. ]

Anyway, I won't tell anyone what I just saw. You can count on me with that.

[immortalpoet]

...You don't have to tell me twice.

[It makes him feel all the more annoyed. Of course it is. He's glad for her putting an end to it, that roiling anger below always present.]

Thanks. That...means a lot, Ishmael.