[open] i miss the days when life was so simple

[concierto]

Who: Venti & You!
Which: Open Log
Where: The Ever Blossoming Grove, Reverein Markets & The Wishing Well
What: Two very dear friends leave Songerein and a bard sings them adieu. Venti also takes advantage of some free samples and fake things.
Warnings: Tba.


[🎐 a. poems in the grove]

[Nestled somewhere deep in the wildflowers and foliage of the newly appeared Ever-Blossoming Grove the sound of a mourning lyre can be heard. Soft and melancholy notes that sound light and airy. Yet, listening to the musical notes will give anyone a sense of warmth deep in their chest like saying goodbye to an old and dear friend.

Linger around and a melodious voice can be heard singing. The voice is pitched with longing and sweetness.]

When lovers part at eventide
To meet again tomorrow,
With laughing lips and backward glance,
Undimmed by thought of sorrow,
Ah, then, as glows the sickle moon,
And soft distils the dew,
What other word so fitting sweet
As, "Love, adieu, adieu"?

When true friends part whose lives in one,
Like rippling streamlets blended,
As clinging hands and tearful eyes
Bespeak that all is ended,
Ah, then beneath life's winter noon,
Or autumn's stormier sky,
What word so fond on friendship's lips
As, "Friend, goodbye, goodbye"?

[Perhaps the natural draw of this beautiful and nostalgic place brings others near. Or the sound of Venti’s gentle singing. Or perhaps it’s the special promise of healing that this place has to give while exploring the wilds. Either way, the wisp of wind that brushes past your ear to tickle your hair will urge you to come closer and listen or even say hello!]

[🎐 b. all you can eat sweets]

[Now that Reverein has returned back to its non-sugary state Venti is once again bard-shaped and no longer a sugar plum fairy. But it seems Venti’s sweet tooth hasn’t vanished with the change. He happily explores the newly arrived bakeries and sweet shops that have appeared in Reverein’s markets and he is happy to see that at least some of the buildings have remained as gingerbread structures.

Venti can be found sneaking into the warm buildings to escape any of the chilly snowy weather outside. He is happy to warm his hands together as he browses the collections of baked goods and sweets and takes advantage of the free samples. He doesn’t have anything in exchange to get himself a real cake or some cookies so he is spending his day snacking on anything that’s entirely free. What a freeloader...]

Oh? Free samples? Shortbread cookies? Don’t mind if I do!

[Venti snatches yet another cookie and starts to nibble on it like a happy little bird. Maybe someone should stop him before he gets in trouble for taking so many samples...

But it is called ALL YOU CAN EAT Sweets, isn’t it? Take advantage of the system!]

[🎐 c. dreamboard: clean out the well]

[Someone has poisoned the water hole?! No- Not exactly. Someone has filled the wishing well with fake wishing baubles. And while Venti can appreciate the craftsmanship of counterfeit products he is here at the well to see if he can give a hand.

And maybe see if using any of the fakes actually work.

Venti is leaning over the edge of the wishing well, his toes barely touching the ground as he sticks his head and arms into the well to try and reach any of the fake bits all on his own. But he’s a bit too short... His feet kick and Venti starts to precariously lose his balance! you would think a god would have a little more poise]

Ehe?! Quickly! Please, grab me before I fall in?!

[🎐 d. wildcard]

[got something else? put it here! or you can find me at michrure for some plotting!]

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[iracorn]

[Ira quickly reaches out to grab Venti and pull him back before he topples into the well. Lucky he had been around for the same task, or so Ira assumes.]

Are you alright?

[He's a little impressed that Venti doesn't seem to panicked.]

[concierto]

[Perhaps because it might entirely be an act that Venti is clumsy or stuck at all- it's hard to tell when Venti is involved. Even when Ira grabs him before he falls Venti merely lets out a little giggle and then touches his feet back to the ground and fixes the bow on his cape.]

Oh! I'm quite alright. Thanks to you, Ira. Without you, I might have toppled all the way in!

[He sticks his tongue out playfully.]

[iracorn]

You might not have gotten that far, with how full it is, but it's probably best not to test that one way or the other.

Were you also looking to remove the baubles?

[No harm done, at least. But Ira awkwardly shrugs off the thanks.]

[concierto]

It's probably for the best.

[Venti giggles softly then holds up one of the fake baubles he managed to grab before he was pulled back.]

And yes! [He's lying- he wasn't trying to remove them.] I was also curious to see what the baubles were like! Have you ever used one before?

[iracorn]

Once before. Of the real ones, not the fake.

[There isn't much he's needed to regain.]

But I was of the same mind, so perhaps we could work together?

[concierto]

Hm! That is a sounds plan, dear Ira! But if you don't mind me asking?

[He smiles!]

What was it that you wished for before? With a real bauble?

[iracorn]

Oh, uh, just a book from my home. It felt weird to not have it with me.

[Even if it has, for the time, been relegated to a shelf.]

[concierto]

[He isn't surprised to find Ira to be a book lover.]

Was it a special sort of book? To be parted from it and wish for it so badly, I only assume that it is.

[iracorn]

It was given to me by my Master, before he disappeared. It's something of a reminder.

[Certainly more trouble that it was ever worth, but at least Ira can account for his copy.]

[concierto]

Oh, your Master's memento! Before he disappeared? I'm sorry if I've touched on a sad note.

[iracorn]

It's alright. I've been able to move on.

[Mostly. There's a part that still lingers, still stings a bit.]

But yes. It was the last thing he gave us. It felt weird to not have it with me.

[Even though it's basically memorized at this point.]

[concierto]

Then I'm all the happier that you retrieved it! To have something so special close to your heart!

[He nods.]

Besides that would there be anything else that you would wish for?

[iracorn]

A few things I've thought about, more for the benefit of others than me.

[He doesn't really have much.]

This world provides enough.

[concierto]

[How kind hearted.]

Nothing at all you'd wish for yourself?

[iracorn]

I'm sure with enough thought, I could come up with something. But no, nothing springs to mind.

[concierto]

[Venti pouts playfully.]

Then instead of things? How about something like... wishing for someone?

[Does Ira have people he misses?]

[iracorn]

That would probably be more applicable for me. There are several people I should like to see again.

Though, I'm not sure they would be happy if I were to summon them here.

[concierto]

[Venti does remember Ira telling him a little about the people he wanted to make amends with before.]

I think if they appeared and you had the chance that they would hear you. You've very sincere. You've done nothing to make me believe otherwise!

[iracorn]

[Ira doesn't voice the thought but he's fairly certain that if Aced were to appear, he would probably try to deck Ira first. He cannot assume about the others.]

I would hope you would be right. At least eventually.

[concierto]

[What's a few punches between old friends...

He smiles.]

I do hope so.

[iracorn]

What about you? What were you wishing for?

Before you fell, of course.

[concierto]

Oh! I was hoping to wish for a never-ending fountain of the sweetest and most delicious dandelion wine there ever was.

[Ehe.]

[iracorn]

I suppose I should have guessed. I'm surprised you haven't done that already.

[Maybe he can make a joke now and then.]

[concierto]

[And Venti giggles for it.]

Ehe! Well, I haven't tried a single one of these baubles before! Let's just say I wasn't overly concerned with wishing for wishes.

[iracorn]

I wouldn't really think you one. What changed your mind?