#ofseptarsis

[vidiaofthewind]

You're Not Alone {Tofi & Vidia}

Vidia Makes use of her one call.

@ofseptarsis

Set: March 12

Previous Reading:

Bubbling to the Surface Like a Tornado From Blood to Dust Silence

VIDIA

Vidia was in trouble, a lot more than she should be in, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have resources. Even if those resources had told her time and time again to be patient. To not be impulsive unless you had a back up plan.

Well her back up plan hadn’t worked and now she was calling someone to help figure a way out without Max breathing down her spine.

Calling from the police’s line she just hoped they picked up.

“Hi- so, long story short I got arrested.”

TÓFI

‘Long story short, I got arrested’

That was a strong opening line if Tófi had ever heard one; Strong, to the point.

“I might need to hear the long version of the short story” they said, using the little pause between his words and the other’s to try and guess exactly who was calling and what exactly could be the problem “eventually”

Feminine voice. To the point. Potential criminal tendencies..

Ah.

Vidia.

“I am glad that you remembered my number, my dear girl. And hope that you remember the other things I have told you -like not speaking to anyone until your lawyer is there” which, chances were, would be them “and to not consent to searches just yet”

They paused, moving from their place to search for their shoes, planning to get ready in case she really needed them there.

“Did they give you the chance to write down the arresting officer’s info? Are you ok?”

VIDIA

Vidia shrugged though the other could not see it. she wasn't exactly thinking straight so she was glad they could tell who she was.

She wasn't going to remember to introduce herself.

“ Maximus. I don't have much else. I just know of him. Do you want the long story? Am I supposed to even say It out loud? Right now it's on breaking and entering and destruction of property and I'm fine. Kind of. I - I” Vidia stammer. “I wasn't planning for any of this.”

TÓFI

“Maximus” Tófi echoed as they made a mental note about the name -Swynlake being a relatively small Town meant that there could only be so many people with that name and line of work, it would, most likely,  take him a couple of questions to the right people to get to know who this person was.

Now, onto the other things…

“Breaking and entering where?” they asked, squinting, even if the phone did not communicate that “was it an open place, a public space…? Because you can’t break in and enter to either of those”

‘And I don’t think you could be dumb enough to enter private property’ was left unsaid.

“...and destruction of property too? My dear girl, it sounds like you were having way too much reckless fun” they tried to joke “Everything will be fine, just try and answer the questions and I will try and make things right”

VIDIA

“Town Hall. And to be completely fair the item that's broken is like a glass case.” Tofi had a way of making it seem lighter. Easier and Vidia wanted to give them the knowledge that would make this go away.

She didn't want to go to jail for a crown the town had already lost. She just was the one to find out.

She honestly should be thanked that she found a weakness in town halls security.

TÓFI

Town Hall

Not necessarily a public space, but a Government Building, instead. That made things a little more complicated than a simple ‘breaking and entering’... but also made the charges potentially less scary for Vidia.

“They are trying to scare you, dear girl” Tófi said, tone as even as usual “the most they can charge you with right now is, basically, vandalism”

Which, again, wasn’t as scary as a felony (that could be a potential result of this all) or had as much of an intimidating name as criminal damage, which would be the correct term for it all .

“And that is not scary at all, is it?” they continued “It incurs fines and maybe restitution, which we can afford no problem”

They paused, then added:

“I promise things will be fine, Vidia” they continued

VIDIA

Well if they were trying, they were succeeding. Vidia was scared. Scared she Would be treated like nothing. Thrown Into a box and forgotten.

Because that's what humans did. 

Even when they preached justice. Preached to be magick friendly. 

She barely heard or recognized the stress on the we comment.

Taking a deep breath, Vidia glanced back to The door where Max would be waiting.

She didn't know how to ask for help. She didn't know how to not handle things on her own.

You could only rely on yourself. Unless you were in a fairy Hollow but even now there were parts of her that doubted it.

“Could you help me?” Vidia asked softly. Her voice losing its edge. There was no pride or fight in that ask.

Just a girl that had gotten in over her head.

TÓFI

“You don’t have to ask for my help, Vidia” Tófi said, voice softening as an echo of hers “it is a given that I will help you whenever and in whichever way I can”

They had seen a lot of potential, of talent, in Vidia from the very first moment they have crossed paths and had exchanged thoughts on Mundus and they hypocritical ways -Tófi knew that they had stumbled into someone who could potentially make a change for good, someone slightly different to the other Magicks, someone who could even be, if push came to shove, a potentially useful tool for they own purposes-

-but right now? Right now this was simply Vidia, nothing more than a young woman, at her most vulnerable.

And they wouldn’t let her down.

“Ok. I am going to spout some mumbo-jumbo right now, so bear with me” they announced “What you did could be considered criminal damage, since that definition covers forced entry into a property and destruction of items belonging to another; It sounds scary but really isn’t, think of it as mere vandalism, as I told you”

They paused, let things settle down for a moment, then continued.

“I don’t believe that the damage you caused could possibly be more worth more than £5000, which means that we would only have to pay a level 4 fine and restitution, but that’s all” they didn’t think that the Town would dare imprison someone over this kind of thing, specially not a Magick, of all people “The fine will be…”

Around £2,500, being a level 4. But…

“...my problem to deal with, ok? Try to relax, my dear girl, I might not be able to defend you as a Lawyer right now, not strictly, but I will guide you through this”

VIDIA

They were going to help and while she was sure it was going to cost if she had to pay something she had worked long enough at the gym. She had some money saved up she could use.

She would be fine.

She had to be fine.

Nodding once more, Vidia took another deep breath. They were helping and that would be invaluable. They knew the system, Vidia knew that, they were willing to help her get around permits. They would be willing to help get around this if they could.

“Thank you.” Vidia mumbled holding onto the phone tightly. There wasn’t much else to say. She only could wait.

TÓFI

“Don’t mention it” Tófi said, smiling at the phone even when they knew such a thing wouldn’t make any difference.

“I will keep an eye on you and the case” they continued “just…remember to not let them scare you: you are and will be fine, they can’t force you to do anything you don’t want to, nor can they hurt you, they are only human”

This would be a nice moment for Tófi to remind her of all the other chats about her rights, about the little big arguments she could potentially use when in trouble (some racially-centered and that could be bullet-proof when used correctly) but….they trusted Vidia’s instincts, that she’d learned everything them well and would know when to use everything -she was smart, she could be trusted with her own safety for a little while.

“I will be there in half an hour”

[vidiaofthewind]

Vidia sighed but nodded, she had been threw a whirlwind lately from feeling like she could trust no one.

To finding those that had the same beliefs as her. Ones that would stand by her. Have her back.

Tofi apparently got that honor.

@ofseptarsis

Velkommen tilbage || Vidia & Tófi

[truitt-story]

relationship aesthetics: menodora "moon" butterfly-johansen & torvald "tófi" sethson ( @menodoramoon // @ofseptarsis )

"I believe continuing this tête à tête here would be ideal, old friend... wouldn't want to invite a monster home now, would you?"

"And who said I was inviting you into my home?"

"I see you have learned a lesson, after all. Good job, Countess"

[majkemaniiia]

im not saying i ship moon and tofi romantically but i do need them to keep being little freaks to each other for the rest of their lives

Why-- why would you make me read something so incredibly cursed, I- ?? "( – ⌓ – )

(Unfortunately for me, your need is probably going to be fulfilled so. rip ⚰️.)

@menodoramoon @ofseptarsis

[angel-milano]

songs for funky lizards to commit regicide to @ofseptarsis

Mr. Fear by Siames

How long you'll call me insincere? I'm not here to fulfill your parody How come my song becomes unreal? You never understand my melodies

Unnatural Selection by Muse

I'm hungry for some unrest I wanna push it beyond a peaceful protest I wanna speak in a language that they'll understand Dedication to a new age Is this the end of destruction and rampage? Another chance to erase then repeat it again

A Good Song Never Dies by Saint Motel

'Cause a good song never dies It just reminds you of where you were The first time it made you cry The first time you felt alive

There's a Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought of It Yet by Panic! At the Disco

I'm the new cancer, never looked better, you can't stand it Because you say so under your breath You're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?" Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer? Never looked better and you can't stand it

Ruled by Secrecy by Muse

Repress and restrain Still the pressure and the pain Wash the blood off your hands This time she won't understand

Turn the Lights Off by Tally Hall

Bend the nightmare You control it Artful dodger Easy does it

Let's Go by Stuck in the Sound

I know you would make me happy Girl I found my way out I found it at last now I'm sober I know it would make it concrete Now you're cryin' (Whouhouwhou) How sweet a sound

Just One Yesterday by Fall Out Boy

Lettin' people down is my thing, baby Find yourself a new gig This town ain't big enough for two of us I don't have the right name O-o-or the right looks But I have twice the heart

Enemy by Mystery Skulls

It's down to you, mmm It's down to me Did you ever really think that I'd become Someone you'd call your enemy?

Stockholm Syndrome by Muse

And I won't hold you back Let your anger rise And we'll fly, and we'll fall and we'll burn No one will recall No one will recall

[vixey-chakraborty]

@ofseptarsis && @menodoramoon

Oh darlin', darlin' What have I done? Well I've been away from you too long And all my days have turned to darkness And I believe my heart has turned to stone

And oh darlin', darlin' What have I done? Now I don't say anything at all Well God don't listen to the noise Now I'm left here all alone

[menodoramoon]

A Letter to Torvald, Written in a Fine Hand.

Left personally in the mailbox with no return address. Though, it is not hard to discern the sender. Nor is it an unknown where the sender resides. June, I expect. July, realistically. Held tight from March, finally delivered whenever suits the receiver. A response to Morgenhistorier.

Torvald,

I think your new title comes easier now because I know the significance in a name. Because we are much the same and much different. Do you prefer it for the masking of your past? For the necessity of survival? Or is it a renewal for you? A new life?

People here call me Moon, as you do, because I find it easier than my long, pretentious family name. Have you ever liked it? Menodora. Moon? Måne?

I ask so many questions, it's rude, I know. I don't know how I can face you again, despite the fact that we've parted as friends. I had left us in an impossible situation when we said goodbye at the Moon Market. Or, better yet, when I refused to say it in the perfect words and left you stranded by fussing children and the organic oats.

Do not mind my sentimentality, I could never master it. In dreams and wakefulness still.

I imagine you may have spied me leaving this note, if you have even received it at all. I truly think myself foolish for craving and wanting things that are not meant to be satisfied. But you should know this by now. This desperation in me for closure that I'll never get.

I want to thank you for everything. Your patience, your understanding. I cannot muster words, usually, for what I feel.

Countesses don't feel, they act. As you well remember I was taught.

I am grateful for the renewal of our friendship, and grateful more for you as my friend.

All the love owed, all the thanks I cannot voice.

Best, and Kindly

Menodora Perhonen. Or Moon, if you prefer.

@ofseptarsis

[veevacious]

Vee nods. Right. Okay, so oils, probably. Vee wonders if they could steal some time to work on it in the art studio between classes. But, then again, they could work on it late at night at home, too?

"I'll get your approval on the initial draft, then," Vee says. "And then I can choose based on what it is you like? Cost-wise, oils would be more, but I'm a fairly inexpensive artist. Still a student and all."

Which was true. Vee wouldn't completely undervalue themselves, but they were no professional. They were in school for this! So, they could ask for about the minimum that was expected of them and still feel like they were being fairly compensated.

"With a photo reference, I'm sure I can get you that portrait quickly. But I still don't mind trying without a photo if you're not opposed to the description." Vee smiles. "That sounds really nice, though. A portrait-- I feel like people don't commission as many portraits these days. At least traditionally. It all feels digital. Not that it's bad."

Vee had done a fair share of digital art in their life!

Art was a thing that just, somehow, clicked. Back in Gravesfield, Manny and Camila encouraged Vee to learn to do. Be. Live as a normal teenager. So art classes as an elective and they took off from there.

Besides the enjoyment of doing art and making others happy, there was the fact that it seemed to be worth getting to know Tófi. For multiple reasons. He was interesting. He was also -- like Vee thought -- possible like her.

"Right now? Just the references. And, if you wanted to send me-- uh--" Scribbled down on a sticky note that Vee had pulled out of their bag... a sketched up mockup of a business card. (A draft for their graphic design class from before.) "You can email me here, and -- uh -- we can talk about pricing. Like I said, I'm pretty affordable, since I'm a student. I don't want you to feel taken advantage of."

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Drawn from Life || Open !

[awesomesaurous]

what do you think happened to seth? it was really cool to have this character in the books but it was really interesting to have nothing really come of it.

Seth is what we might call a MacGuffin, aka a plot device. He exists only so that other people have a thing to talk about or fight against, but him actually appearing has no bearing on the story. Toffee is the Septarian we’re most familiar with, but the point of Seth, I think, was to establish that Toffee’s attitude about Mewmans is culturally endemic to all Septarians, and this has been going on since way before Toffee’s time. Back in the Season 1 episode “Mewnipendence Day” we get our first hints of why Toffee’s doing what he’s doing. His reaction to Ludo saying “What a massacre!” , that visceral fist clench, had me wondering just how long Toffee’s been around, and could it be possible he was actually there all those centuries ago to witness the massacre in person? Because if so, damn. But whether it be personal memories, or the legacies of others, like Seth, there’s a lot of baggage there.

What happened to Seth? He was still around at the time of “Moon the Undaunted,” as far as we know. He could have just died of old age, or maybe he was killed by any number of things. Maybe he’s still out there, but he finally retired from the war arena. Maybe Toffee himself overthrew him, but I’m not inclined toward that one, since Toffee seems to hold monsters (Especially other Septarians) in very high esteem. I like the protégé angle myself, but there is the question of the epithet on Comet’s chapter:

Lizard prince, eh? Crescenta’s chapter shows that Seth was favored to rule as king of the monsters, so if we view Toffee as some sort of heir, perhaps even his son, that would fit right into this.

“Toffee, I’m going out for a pack of cigarettes. You’re in charge until I get back.”

“*sobbing* Okay d-dad!”

~10 years later, in therapy~

“...But he NEVER CAME HOME!!! *sobbing continues*”

“There, there, Mr. OfSeptarsis. All part of the process.”

[enigmaincrimson]

@ofseptarsis started following you

“Welcome to Carill’s traveling store, how might I help you today?” She might as well stick to formality despite arriving who knows where... and gramps was in the back as well as she was the one to open the store that day.

So when a lizardman in a suit showed up at the door... not one flinch from the well dressed girl in a clerk’s uniform at the front counter.

[vixey-chakraborty]

SwynWriMo Day Twenty-Four – Relationship Aesthetic

male + female friendships (+frenemies)

@elliot-morey, @arista-the-musical, @kouros-herc, @aquata-the-champ, @northwestxprincess, @charmed-henry, @ofseptarsis, @menodoramoon

[starvelous-blog1]

   i apologize that i haven’t been all too active lately everyone, i do feel a lot of muse and everything but school is currently kicking my ass and i’ve been falling way behind ^^;;

   i can 100% guarantee that sometime at the end of may, i will be fully active on all of my blogs, i just wanna make sure that i focus most of my current time on my studies. i will be lurking now and then though, but just be aware that the blog will be low activity. i’ll make sure to keep stuff queued up though! thank you for being patient <33

   this also applies to @campiisms // @xtuckedawayx // @bluestreaked // @ofseptarsis // @musicallyhearted !!

[star-vs-rp-bloglist]

Blog list updated

1 blog added

Toffee

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[starvelous-blog1]

i’m too tired to make a promo right now y’all but toffee can be found on @ofseptarsis !!

[geehosaphat]

Martin didn't mind disagreement, in fact he found the minor debate to bolster his spirits, low stakes as it was. He listened, hands clasped on the table out of an old habit instilled by his father not to fidget while he was being given his lessons, and tried to just let the words seep into his skin.

"Well all of that comes in spades throughout history and usually those people get paid in kind eventually." Martin had to believe that, at least when it came to what he'd been through. "Wilhelm II, hmm? Why I can't say I've spent a lot of time on that era of history but that surely does match the description you gave."

"Ah, well I'm doing my dissertation on Merlin's impact on society, particularly with how his image is so prevalent in the psychological prototype of sorcery. I have a, uh, vested interest you might say in the topic. While I appreciate Merlin for what he had done being he thought he was doing the best he could for the world the impact is undeniable still. There are varying camps on if his impact was good or not and the research is... vast."

There Martin went again rambling about his ancestor. Damn.

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Bookworm Begone || Open

[vidiaofthewind]

Vidia should be wary of creating deals, it could be very powerful to make one but at the same time what was the harm. What was the worse that could happen.

Vidia was really the only one gaining something out of this wasn't she?

Extending her hand she shook theirs. "Vidia Wind-Whistler."

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Make Your Choice {Open}