lucetilogs | Event Log - Love at the Lake

[The quiet starts to make Vash just a bit nervous. Maybe he really should let go of her hand. He was probably too forward and she was too shy to say so.

Then she's leaning up. He feels her lips against his. Somewhere way off in the distance it seems he can hear fireworks going off. At least he thinks he does, but that's not important.

He kisses back. Not the most practiced in the world, but he's shared a kiss or two before. His is gentle and soft, but it's still there. Accepting her kiss.]

[In that embrace, her breath is stolen away into the night. The fireworks, the flashes in the sky are nothing to the rush of warmth that goes through her in their kiss. Her hand squeezes his as she leans into it, almost having to go to her knees in order to reach him properly. Her kiss isn't practiced either, but as they fall into each other she at least has the sense to start mimicking his movements into something more comfortable for both of them.]

[Vash moves, trying to make it easier for her to reach him. His hand squeezes back and his other moves to pull her into a close hug.

Sadly, every kiss must come to an end eventually. Vash finally pulls away with a small, shy laugh. As he whispers to her.]

Adela, I think... I think I've fallen in love with you. I hope that's alright.

[She can't help smiling broadly then, flushed in a combination of cold, embarrassment, and pleasure as she rests her head against his. To be close like this, to be intimate... It feels safe, and she doesn't know why she was so afraid anymore. This feeling is too wonderful to ignore any longer.]

And I you, Vash.

R-Really? [It wasn't really that hard to believe after the kiss and how close they were right now, but he could still hardly believe it.]

Could you pinch me? I want to make sure I'm not dreaming.

[She just gives him a look at that, her smile falling into another expression entirely.

Instead of pinching him, she'll promptly smack him upside the head for that.]

Is that proof enough for you?

[Vash takes the smack to the head with a huge grin on his face.] Yup! Just perfect! HAHAHAHAHAHA! [His laugh is still loud, but this time it's not so shrill. It's completely natural and without any sort of force behind it.

His laughter dies off, but not the smile as particularly big firework goes off and he looks up at it.

He was so happy right now. The happiest he's ever been since he woke up alone in the house he had shared with so many people the night before. Vash rubs his thumb against Adela's hand that he was still holding. Happy because he finally wasn't all alone anymore.]

[She can't help looking at the fireworks as well, sighing softly as she lets herself relax against him completely. Vash feels the same... This has to be the happiest night of her life, so far. That Vash returns her feelings for him is the best news she's received in a long time, and even though they've only shared one kiss... At least, then, it's enough. Just being there with him like this is enough.]

[Vash couldn't agree more. For now one kiss was enough. He holds Adela close as the fireworks go off. Commenting on them now and then when a practically pretty one is fired.]

That sure is a pretty one! [Of course he says that as a red one is fired off.]

That it is. I have never seen such a display before.

[Of course he would comment on the red ones. She had a feeling that red was a favourite colour of his, judging on what he wore and what flowers he looked at the most. Still, even if it were the simple night sky they were looking at, Adela would be happy to be there at Vash's side.]

May the night never end...

Yeah, we don't really have things like this where I'm from either. [Too much risk of a fire.

Her mention of the night never ending makes him think about how eventually the night will end. That they'd both go to their own rooms eventually. Would he wake up and find her gone?

He just reminds himself that for her it would probably be best if he did wake up and find her returned home. His smile never falters as he thinks these things.]

Yeah, I hope it doesn't.

... Vash?

[Suddenly she feels uncertain. But... If they're together, it's something he must know right? She knows she has to tell him, at least at some point, though her heart can't help racing at the thought of how he'd react. How would he...

...]

Vash... What if I were to tell you that... That... I am not entirely a human being?

[The words are spoken softly, almost fearfully as she squeezes at his hand again, pleading for comfort.]

Hmm, well, I would probably feel about the same as you would if I were to tell you that I'm not either.

[He lets her squeeze his hand as hard as she wishes. A small smile on his face as he rubs his thumb gently around her fingers. Trying to give the comfort she was pleading for.] You would be okay with that, wouldn't you?

Heh, because to tell you the truth. I'm actually not a human being at all.

[He lets it out. She was so much braver than he was. At least for tonight, he wasn't going to say anything at all.] Of course, if that is a problem, I'd understand.

It is no problem... I am used to those who are not human. One of the people I trust the most is not a human being. My uncle.

[She's smiling, more relaxed and leaning her head against Vash more as she shares the secret with him. Now that he's said something, it feels more like he's simply accepting her rather than planning on using her, or rejecting her for what she is.]

I am a Magus... the daughter of a human and a Succubus. I can live my life as a human should I choose to do so, though there will come a time when I must make the choice of whether to live a mortal life or risk everything to live eternally.

Whatever you choose in the end. I'll be happy to stay with you.

[He honestly wouldn't know how to advise her, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't slightly excited to hear she could possibly live eternally. Someone he wouldn't be forced to watch grow old and die.

Of course, now that she's taken the leap to tell him what she is. It was only fair he do the same.]

Well, where I'm from, they would call me a Plant. Hahaha! Ah, well, not like a tree or anything like that. On my world, many years ago, humans once created an organic machine. They had their own thoughts and were alive, but they needed the machines they were created with in order to survive. A bit like a life support system.

No one really knows how or why, but I was born from one of them. So I don't need the same life support that they do. I guess you could say I'm an evolved form.

[He leaves out telling her just what Plants can do for now and Knives. That was just too much at once and he wanted to still enjoy the night and the way the different lights in the sky would brighten Adela's face.]

I... Am not sure I understand, not entirely.

[She's frowning, trying to imagine it - but it really is difficult to do. An organic machine? Just what is that supposed to be, and for what purpose? And Vash was born from one of those? It's kind of hurting her head.]

... Still, so long as you are here with me, I cannot say I mind.

That's alright. Almost no one really understands. Sometimes, I'm not even sure exactly how it works myself.

[By sometimes he means all the time. He doubts he'll ever really understand the how or why Knives and him came to be.]

And I'll stay with you for as long as you want me to.

[The fireworks were entering their grand finale. Sooner or later the pair would have to choose to head home or borrow one of the cottages the Malnosso had been so kind to provide people.]

And I with you.

[She can't help it, she's beaming for the world to see by then as her wings. Still, as the show drags on she cannot help tiring just a bit, her free hand rising to mask a yawn before she leans onto him a bit more. It's simply comfortable then, even if it is almost time for it to end...]

[Vash decides to wrap his long arms around Adela. It wasn't bitter cold out like it should be, but there was still a slight chill in the air.

He sits still, trying to be a good pillow and blanket, until a few moments after the last firework has faded from the sky.]

I think they might be done.

Then we should return.

[The words are spoken but she doesn't really want to move away from his warmth, reluctant even to shift in his arms. Still, aftera beat she'll lean up to give him another soft kiss, not demanding as earlier but instead sweet and tender.]

[He repays the kiss with his own soft kiss before rising carefully to his feet. Once he's up he'll help Adela up to her own before picking up their blanket and taking her hand once more.]

I suppose we should see if the teleporters that brought us out here will send us back. Otherwise we have a bit of a walk in front of us.

Unless, you wanted to stay in one of those cottages I see over there. You might still be able to find an empty one.

I would imagine that the teleporters would still work. I see no reason why not.

[As nice as it was of this place to provide the cottages... She felt that 'her' own bed would be more comfortable then. At least for now, she'd feel better taking things a bit more slowly.]

Then let us go see. [Vash would agree completely of the idea of taking things slowly. He had no intention of sharing a cottage together, but wanting to make sure Adela wasn't too cold to make the walk home.

They were in luck. The teleporters did work. Vash was enjoying the walk back to their apartment. Although his started to feel just a bit anxious as they reached the building.

Soon they were going to reach their floor. He was going to have to say goodbye, go into his own room, and go to bed. Would Adela still be there when he woke up the next day?

He tries his best to keep his anxiousness out of his face as he starts to rub his thumb against her fingers.]

[The anxiousness is shared as Adela returns the rub with a squeeze, her walking causing her to drift towards Vash and even bump into him as they went. It isn't until they reach their floor that she pauses, glancing up at Vash with an almost shy smile.]

... Shall I see you in the morning, Vash?

[Vash keeps his smile on his face. See you in the morning. Something he had heard before and it's not been kept.]

Of course. [He leans down his head. Giving Adela one more small kiss, but he doesn't want to be the one to let go of her hand.]

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