#vayuya rp

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>Well, investigations on the little freak that is Levyil turned up something, not too much, but enough. Vayuya opted to take the only course she felt she could, trudging out into the woods in normal boots so she wouldn't snap her neck. The woods aren't the most comfortable place for her to be, but sacrifices must be made in the pursuit of knowledge. Or at least that's what a lot of her college courses seem to have drilled into her head.

>While she's not entirely sure what she's looking for, other than maybe a house, her phone having a compass app is useful and making sure she's at least going in one direction instead of all over the place in circles. The wonders of GPS tracking have gotten her out of more situations than she'd like to admit. Muttering under her breath she stops next to a tree, leaning on it so she can see how far she's gone and not end up walking off a hidden cliff.

"Oh for fucks.... Where is this guy... I didn't think it would be this much colder than the city...."

>The fact she only wore a thick shirt and leggings under her skirt was clearly a mistake, but she's too deep in the woods to even think about turning back until her goal is achieved.

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"Probably the same way no one ever found me. Under a cliff in the woods. Not too difficult, but I guess you'd be pretty unoriginal if you put me back there."

"Probably wouldn't really get the chance, though. Not like you can kill something that's already dead. Probably look pretty silly brandishing that thing to thin air for most people."

[Discreetly you rub one of your eyes, pulling the contact out of it to stash in your pocket. That's gonna be a fun surprise if he kills you and your eyes change color.]

[unfortunately for her, lenfyr is actually quite tall, even for your average violetblood- 6’7 (or something like that. i’m never consistent, i just know he’s mid/high 6 foot range)]

[he stares down at her with a look of boredom, and then … and then he LAUGHS at her. wow.]

“HA! oh man. HAHA- oh wow.”

“that’s funny.”

“unfortunately for you, i could probably tear you apart if you tried to kill me. i hate to break it to you, but i was taught early how to kill people. do you really think i’d just be scared by all that?”

[he rummages around at his belt for a second, before pulling out an ice pick. it’s the kind you use when you climb, or to carve with. a wooden handle, with a long, thin spike at the end. it looks dangerous. he brandishes it at her, but he doesn’t seem to into it. he’s just reveling in the fact she thought she could scare the guy who fights people for fun.]

“tell me. how would you dispose of my body? maybe i can steal your plan from you.”

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>To anyone else the scene of you lying in the street covered in your own blood would be strange, but for you, well... It's just another night in the week.

>You're going to be sore and dizzy, but that's acceptable. Better than being able to clearly hear the idiot who's yelling at your almost dead body for being 'A bitch who needs to learn to respect highbloods' and something about mutant scum. The most these people could do is be creative.

>If you could sigh in relief when you finally hear him start walking away and your hearing fade out you would. At least you'll be up in a moment or two and able to continue your walk home.

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"I hope everyone now understands a little bit better why I don't go to any of my classes, it's like they're a secret front for a ward and I applied for the wrong place."

>Implying you were ever going to go to any of those classes, which is also wrong.

"I'll stick to delivering parcels."

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So I might have caused a small kitchen fire....

I'm gonna just. Go to the store to get something ready to eat instead.

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"I passed! That's all that matters, really. I've stuck myself inside all night since though; I can't be assed to go outside when we don't have classes when it's so cold. I hope your finals went well too!"

"I was closer to goth in high school actually, but I didn't wear anything ripped, my lusus thought it looked tacky lol."

"I'll have to see if I have any old leggings or socks that are high enough to go over my boots I can absolutely shred, sounds like a fun break project."

"I'll absolutely shoot you a message the next chance I get though so we can try and plan something out! Maybe a trip to take advantage of all the overstock holiday sales. Might be fun! Or, I think so at least."

"✧੯•́໒꒱ Oh heyyyyyy~ You again!"

"✧੯•́໒꒱ Been a while, eh? No worries! Hope finals treated you well, I know I've been thinking about crashing and burning lowkey."

"✧੯•́໒꒱ I forgot to give you my handle last time, whoopsies. You know how it is."

->She takes the others hand and pulls out a pen. Carefully writing 'grandiloquentGalaxy' on thr back of her hand..

"✧੯•́໒꒱ Feel free to shoot me a message whenever, ya?"

"✧੯•́໒꒱ Anyhoooooo~ I really like your fashion. You ever think about wearing something a lil' more goth?"

"✧੯•́໒꒱ I think your legs would look amazing In some ripped tights or stockings~ Kehehe"

"✧੯•́໒꒱ And a harness! Over maybe some cute laced top? Haha! The possibility are endless!"

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Right lesson, Wrong teacher

tw for violence / strangulation

Previous part

"Those won't work. If we have to go with ones connected to your WiFi they have to be properly encrypted. You already have a VPN as a streamer, right?"

Niriol nods, pushing her keyboard back and turning her attention from the browser they'd been looking at cameras on to look at Vayuya.

"Make sure no one sees what connection you're attached to. You shouldn't have any reason to show your screen, but it's still something I'd caution against. Don't sub to the ones you see sponsored videos from all the time. They're fine for your every day consumer, but people know how to pick through the connections."

"Are any of them really even safe...?"

"No, not really. Not when the people you deal with are neets."

The gold blood sighs, knowing the feelings swirling within Niriol all too well. She's never properly addressed them in herself, but she should at least try to offer comfort or advice to some degree right?

"Your world's been turned upside down, and I'm only surprised it took this long-" she pauses seeing the seadwellers gaze shift away in some emotion she can't recognize, "Perhaps that was uncalled for. However. You're a content creator with over 300k followers and you can't stand up to your chat half of the time beyond telling them to drop a topic. You can't rely on people you know to keep you safe. They can't always be there."

"I know you're right, Vayuya.... But I don't know if I can hurt someone..."

"If you can't defend yourself, you're going to end up like me."

Not elaborating at all Vayu pushes off the desk she's been leaning on, shrugging her jacket to the floor and gesturing for Niriol to join her in the middle of the studio.

"Hit me."

Snorting at the shocked expression that instantly takes over Niri's worried face Vayu motions her closer, grabbing onto the shorter woman's arm once she's in reach to twist it behind her.

"Vayuya--"

"Break free, come on; you're a seadweller, use your strength."

Silence fills the room. Vayu's grip tightens, twisting the arm further the longer the violet makes no move. Her voice booms when she's waited all she can tolerate, Niriol flinching at how loud she is.

"COME ON!"

Her teeth grit, jaw opening again to shout but she inhales sharply instead, letting go as she presses a hand to her stomach. There it is. A solid blow to her stomach from the seadwellers elbow packed a bit more punch than she was anticipating, but she won't back down on this now.

Vayu doesn't have time to speak again as she's toppling over onto the floor, barely over 5 feet of violet having slammed into her harder than she could prepare for. The small hands that wrap around her throat are clearly hesitant but take a strong grip from the loud gukk as her airflow is cut off.

It's sloppy, and her hands aren't in the right place, but crushing the windpipe is always a valid way to get someone to back off for a while. Trying to get air with her vision quickly fading Vayu grips tightly onto Niri's arm, giving a tug in hopes she'll let go on her own.

Her vision almost entirely fades to black before Niri's grip is loosened. The deep breath Vayuya takes in causes pain from her lungs having been so tight, pulse visible in her neck as blood rushes back to her brain. Her recovery will be slow, but it's better than having died in a way. The weight of Niriol on her chest hasn't let up and when she feels the soft wet plop of tears on her cheeks it's easy for her to tell why.

"You did good... I'm alright." she whispers, reaching out a hand to pat the poor woman's leg. "Far better than I expected...." After a moment she's able to sit up, putting a hand against Niri's back to keep her from falling. "You can't hurt me in a way that'll be a problem. Everything's alright..."

As uncomfortable as this close of contact makes her she still pulls the smaller woman into a hug, one hand gently patting the seadwellers head as she begins to sob into Vayu's shoulder.

"Kheron's going to extra kill me now," she mumbles under her breath, hoping that Niri will calm down before any of her quads arrive.

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Scopaesthesia

tw for stalking

Arms stretched over her head Niriol leaves the corner store, a few bags in one hand from the late night snack run. She'd forgotten to shop the night before and it's too close to dawn for her to go for a proper trip.

Hitting the button on her fob Niri doesn't pay much mind when she doesn't hear the thunk of a car unlocking, simply opening the driver side door and climbing in. She probably forgot to lock it is the only thought that crosses her mind as her bags are set into the footwell of the adjoining seat. Time to get home before she falls asleep in the parking lot.

Pulling out of the parking lot it's a short uneventful drive back to her home. The unfamiliar music playing from her sound system strikes her as having some very strange composition, what with the odd shifting noises interspersed with the rest of the instrumental. It was a new station she'd picked out on the way over to keep her awake and one she'll change once back home it seems.

Once the violets car is pulled into her garage she steps out, pulling the bags with her so she won't have to go to the other side. Normally she'd close the garage door, but this morning is meant to be mild and there's no real reason for it when the weather isn't bad. Better to air out the dank smell of the concrete box.

Stepping up to the side door of her home the faint metallic thunk behind her makes her turn. It takes a moment or two for her to realize what the noise is, her heart skipping a beat seeing the far back seat door of her car ajar, closing a moment after she notices.

Swallowing hard she glances down to her hands, currently fumbling quicker with her various keys to find the one that matches the door behind her. Staring out into the garage isn't helping, she can't tell just by feel....

She looks down to try and find the right key as quickly as possible after realizing telling by feel is futile. Immediately she regrets it, the scuffing of shoes running snapping her attention up just in time to see the individual clad in blue rushing for her, their hands slamming beside her head against the door. They're considerably taller than her 5'3" stature causing her to shrink down in reflex, fins flicking back as her nerves begin to set in further.

"Hi! Niriol! I know it's like, reaaally kind of Not Cool to spring up on creators like this but you're going to have to forgive me, okay? I just, I have this new idea you see. I think you could pull it off really well, and you've not been messaging me back on Chitter, so I figured I'd, like, come tell you in person!"

An idea....? Usually Niri would gladly listen to any suggestions unless they were unreasonable.... There's not anyone lately that she'd had to tell no to.... Unless someone else had filtered their messages entirely from her...

Oh no.

"You're..."

"WingedBinger, yeah! I've been trying to get you to reply back to me for like half a sweep at this point! You can understand why I'm here now, right? Our first conversation was great! You were so sweet, you really seemed lovely! I-I've come up with new ideas, though! It's not the same one you said no to before!"

"I'm... Sorry I don't... Do the kind of shoots you've mentioned..."

"But you could! I could be the photographer if that's the issue! You're like really pretty, you could make a lot of people happy by doing more! For your fans!"

Sure Niriol got the occasional person who would wish she would wear things that were more revealing, but this person... They'd been trying to pressure her into that sort of content for the better part of a sweep now, using various alt accounts to get around her initial block, always insisting that they'd be willing to take the pictures. One of her mods was assigned to filter through her messages on her main platforms, while others had them turned off to avoid the spam.

"I... Appreciate the feedback, but I'm not comfortable-"

"It's for your fans! You say you'd do anything for them, don't you? Come on, lets go inside, I can show you how cool it'll be!"

Niri's blood runs cold feeling the keys pulled from her hands and an arm wrap around her waist, pulling her flush into this strangers body. They're trying each key so casually to try and get into her home when something thunks into the frame of the door, a large rock having whizzed past the pair of them.

"Hey, cunt, I don't think the lady wants your attention. Do me a favor and fuck off."

The figure stalking her way through the garage door isn't entirely unfamiliar to Niriol, though the pair have never met in person. Gold and white heterochromia, short hair with straight bangs, platform boots that bring her to just over 6 feet tall; that's Kheron's friend.

"Let her go, or I'll find something to bash your skull in."

The cold confidence of Vayuya's voice sends a chill down Niri's spine and makes the blue blood pause, grip loosening just enough for her to make a break for it, running over to the tall woman's side. Vayu's hand is laid on Niri's head as she hides in an attempt to calm the terrified woman.

"Drop the keys, walk away, and don't look back."

"We were just ta-"

"You were breaking into her home. Don't think your shrill voice couldn't be heard outside. Get lost."

They fumble for an excuse, not finding one that she seems to even entertain, they chuck the keys at Vayu before running past her; despite the keys being thrown the gold blood takes the full impact of them to her face, barely flinching and making sure that she stays between the stranger and the terrified seadweller.

"Close the garage."

Vayu commands after the stranger clears the door, Niriol running over to the panel on the wall to do so with the gold blood close behind.

"I kept telling Kheron this would happen... You need to grow a backbone, damn it..."

She scoffs, waiting for the door to be fully closed before leaving Niri's side so she can pick up the discarded keys.

"Here. Get yourself inside and make sure everything else is locked. Windows included."

"Th... Thank you, Vayuya..."

".... Yeah."

"You should come in... The sun's nearly up."

She pauses, debating Niriol's offer and how much she dislikes being in other peoples spaces and not her own. Her place would be another 40 minute walk, and this girl could use someone who's perhaps a bit hyper paranoid to make sure her place is safe....

"Fine.... I'm gonna text Kheron, let him know what happened."

"... Do you have to?"

"Legally? No. Morally, also no, but I'm going to."

The violet blood nods not at all looking forward to the conversation that might follow Kheron finding out about all this, finally finding the right key to let the pair into her home. At least with Vayuya around Niri doubts that person will be back tonight.

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So vayuya! you're friends with that dumb jock guy right? Is the rumors true that he's dating a totally famous streamer?

"DUDE OKAY GET THIS:"

"The jock dude I've been dealing with is totally head over heels for this cosplay girl. Her fandom is so hyper aggressive it's not even funny (okay it's a little funny)."

"They're not dating yet but if you look at his Insta he's so obviously in love with her it's kind of sickening! He keeps coming to me for advice but that guy has whatever it is she's into, I can't even help lol!"

"She's so stupid to not see how he feels already, her fans have picked up on it hard and I go into her sub now just to stir shit up it's so much fun."

"They're both super busy so most of their interactions are public and the times where people even think he's flirting with her or doing something silly it gets clipped to hell!"

"I posted some stupid shit when the girl was walking funny in the sub and oh my gooooooood I'm so glad I have ringside seats for this. One of them found his weird sports calendars and started trying to do math to see how big his dick is and I made it so much worse. Put some math on an image and circle "17 inches" and no one checks it."

"I've seen some of the messages he's gotten and ohhhhh my god they're such little freaks! Not like, good freak, like, god, please go outside and touch grass you've been huffing bath water for too long."

"I'm going to go fuck around on Reddit again tonight actually after classes, thanks for reminding me."

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"Not like if I did it would matter, would it? You're going to kill me anyway. I do want to know why he cries so much, though. I haven't met him without him crying."

-> Rolling her eyes Vayu just looks away from Kyykel, growing tired of his attitude and his stupid name calling.

"You sound like some shitty horror flick serial killer, by the way. Not that endearing."

"June 21st." -> He stated that plainly, staring down at the woman in front of him. "Ha. "Why does he cry so much"? You're really bad with questions, little lamb..." "You lied to me, didn't you?"

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Hideout, White out

As the darkness of sleep leaves Vayuyas vision she lets out a sigh, the frigid air around her making the exhale visible. She overslept.... Where's her phone, anyhow?

Pulling herself upward and rubbing her face with a hand the white blooded woman looks to her bedside, scooping the device in hand to check on the outside temperature. Peeling her blankets back Vayu gets up, heading out of her room to turn on the heat and shivering at just how cold the air in the rest of her home is.

Once the thermostat is turned back on and after a quick trip to the kitchen to microwave something while still half asleep she returns to her room, kicking the vent open to maximize how quickly her room became a furnace. The blanket is also pulled from her bed on the way to her computer chair, still somewhat warm from her sleep.

Monitors turned on, computer woken up, chair sat in; while waiting for her computer to fully boot her attention rises to the windows at the very top of her room- They might not let in much light, but they should be giving more this time of night....

Vayuya nearly chokes on the fork in her mouth seeing snow covering half way up said windows, quickly putting her food down and going out into the living room to assess if her hunch is correct.

Over 6 feet of snow greets her after the door is opened with mild hassle, leaving her at a loss for words. Sure, the new semester hadn't started yet but.... How long would something like this take to melt...? Sure she could climb up her bed frame to crawl out one of the upper windows in her room but not without the chance of getting a ton of snow on her highly sensitive electronics. She's stuck inside... As if she was planning on leaving anyway.

......Does this count as a snow day? She might not be able to go out and play in it nor would she even really enjoy such a thing, but it brings back memories from her earlier school days playing with friends when the world wasn't pain waiting to happen as soon as she left the safety of her own home.

Closing the door before making her way back to her room Vayu thinks about how her mother used to handle snow days. Warm inside, hot chocolate, and a few games the two could play together.... While two of those are easily accomplished (with a higher electric bill), her mother long being missing puts a bit of a wrench in things being the same....

Back in her room Vayuya sits in her chair, autopilot flicking to checking her messages. Just as she does her phone lights up with a new notification, a silent red dot appears on the task bar with her messaging app. She'd gotten Levyil's handle when she'd broken into his place, maybe it's time to actually do something with it... She doesn't really want to deal with the gaming freaks she normally socializes with anyhow.

Taking her phone in hand again she scrolls through the various saved sections of text until she finds the noted handle, only hesitating for a moment before punching in the friend request. There's no harm to it, really. If memory served her he'd be at work anyway so if common sense kicked in she'd have time to rescind the request.

As the sinking feeling of isolation begins to hit her she leans back in her chair, feet kicking up onto her desk as her headphones are acquired; if she's going to be stuck inside she might as well get comfortable and try to stay out of her own head with entertainment. Maybe Kagi will be around in a few hours... Vayu's sure she'd be up for spending time over call and watching one of the stupid animes she loves so much.

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Means To An End (1/2)

Good running shoes, Check. Outfit to change into, Check. Various tools, Check.

Vayuya let out a soft sigh standing over the messenger bag full of items she'd prepared over the last few nights. When the idea to use Levyil's interest against him had struck there was no doubt in her mind it'd work; the fact he felt something was so clear.

She had most of what was wanted on hand; an old pair of thigh highs, ratchet straps, a pocket knife she'd acquired through someone on campus, and a will to get all the answers that had evaded her for the last month.

The choice of ratchet straps over rope had been an easy one, though if things turned around, it would be the wrong decision. Vayuya opted for the straps she owned with s hooks; they'd be easy to release on her own body if an issue arose and her placement of them was already practiced for if she had to get out of them in a split second.

The ornate pocket knife was for show, mostly. A sign to the man who already held a clear terror for her that maybe she wasn't playing around this time, though if he got to see it or not depended on how well he'd work with her this time.

The items she didn't have, a bunny suit and a knit crop top, weren't hard to get or even particularly expensive, though the shipping time with such short notice had been a tad nerve wracking. Lucticia had been suspicious when she brought getting the suit up that it related to Levyil, so she'd at least formed a back up plan after thinking on their past conversations. ...Even if said plan is just to book it if things get dicey. That's something. Better than nothing.

The thought existed somewhere in the back of her mind that she could seriously hurt someone in this state, but that's someone else's problem to think about.

No one seemed to want to give her answers, so now she'll take them instead.

(Part 2)

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"I'd say someone who'd stick his neck out for others is more important than someone who is mean to nearly every person she meets, so yeah. Get your ass out of here too, you won't be found walking away the next day if you get jumped."

>> You smirk a bit as you head off from him, giving a wave as you go. Even if you fucked up a little that was an overall positive interaction for you. You're probably going to be smiling all the way home to get a coat.

>> You accept your cloak, and pull it on. It smells clean, and her faint scent- Surprisingly rather earthy- Clings to it, as well as her body heat. She must not run very warm, no wonder she wanted to keep wearing it.

"Thank you."

>> For cleaning your cloak. And for giving it back.

"Am I?"

>> You laugh a bit, clearly disbelieving that statement about being 'more important'.

"You should run along and do that, then. Wouldn't want anyone to think you killed this girhl."

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"I didn't think Kyykel's place was that far away.... Where the fuck is the twink...."

"I didn't think I'd be here this long, I didn't bring my phone charger.... And I'm almost out of the hot chocolate mix I brought...."

"Sun's starting to come up.... Am I really going to end up sleeping here for the morning...."

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Means To An End (2/2)

(Part 1)

Everything is in order.

Vayuya's checked once, twice, maybe one too many times with the amount of adrenaline pumping through her veins. Kagi's been told she's off to visit someone, and Luc.... Well, Lucticia would be useless to lie to, so she's not even had a message sent.

Now she just has to get there without running into him if he's had a late start leaving for his quads place.

Bag on her hip Vayu sets out into the cold being sure to lock her home before leaving. It's a bit of a walk to the area she's followed Levyil home to. For being a stalker, the man really can't tell when he himself is being followed or that his coworkers have shockingly loose lips about his schedule.

A few hours after midnight her feet bring her into his neighborhood and she pauses, taking a moment to shake out the nerves in her hands. While clearly she's not above some things, breaking into someones home is a bit different. She's had her space invaded more than once by people other than Levy, and it's never been a pleasant experience.

Then again, she's not intending on this being pleasant for her target.

Counting her steps becomes a nervous habit the closer she gets, mumbling the numbers under her breath to keep herself focused on the task at hand. She knows his place, she's scoped it out a few times while he's been working, why is she so nervous now? Up Vayuya goes onto the steps before the door, hand reaching into her bag to pull out a small plastic house key.

Someone had tipped her off to be weary of this 3d printed method of key duplication with Levyil, a great idea, but one she herself would be using instead. Backup plans existed for getting through the door even if there wasn't one for anything else. This can fail and it'll be just fine.

The key slips into the lock easily. Almost too easily. Did she make it too small? This isn't going to work--

Click.

She didn't know her breath was being held until the unmistakable release of the door lock reaches her ears and all the air in her lungs leaves at once. The door to Levy's hive creaks open as she pushes forward, taking in everything she can immediately see. There's no reason for her to snoop, and she has no intention on doing so, but the bookshelf with his unmistakable scrapbooks will help her pass the time at the very least.

It's time to get ready for when he returns.

Bonus foreshadowing that takes place during this drabble for clicking the read more: