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Venti 🎐 ([personal profile] concierto) wrote in [community profile] avalononline2021-10-15 08:03 am

[video un: dandelionwine] at our next merry meeting away in the sky.

[The video starts with a tall tree and collection of bright stars above as Venti is pointing the device upwards. The night sky is sparkling with bright nightly colours. The video pans down wildly to show feet dangling from one branch. One brown loafer shoe just barely hanging on by a toe. Then a weepy voice sings along with a soft sad melody...]

An arbor of flowers and a kettle of wine... Alas in the bowers no companion is mine.

[The shoe falls from his foot and hits the ground below. Only to be met with a huff and whine as the one in the tree starts to sip from a large wine bottle. The camera pans up again with the view of the whole bottle before there is a glimpse of Venti's face as he sips it.]

Then the moon sheds her rays on my goblet and me... And my shadow betrays we’re a party of three.

Party of three...! Your poem is the worst! Just terrible...!!

[Venti sighs...]

See the moon–how she dances in response to my song. See my shadow–it dances so lightly along... While sober I feel, you are both my good friends. ...While drunken I reel, our companionship ends...

[A soft sob as Venti takes another big sip of wine and lets the lonely ache overtake his singing. The camera pans down again as he's unable to finish the last few lines of a poem that Zhongli wrote him. Now that his old friend is gone.]

You and the curious starshine too... how boring...
pureyang: (Heart be pure. Evil be erased)

[personal profile] pureyang 2021-12-24 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Chongyun blinks in surprise, looking up at Venti as he pats his head. What is he, an old man? Geez... But, Chongyun is willing to let it slide for Venti's sake, for today. Instead, he hums a little.]

Mm, well... there is one, but... it is a weight that everyone here shares. I miss my home, and my friends who are not here. Even on exorcism excursions, I have not been so long away from the Harbour or my friends. And though I know there are those from Teyvat here, among them there is hardly any from Liyue. It is... a lonely feeling, I will admit.

But the homesickness I feel... it is the same as the one everyone feels. We are all missing home... that is why we are doing our best to find a safe way back, are we not? So, we should endure as best as we can, until we can find a way back home.

[He says it calmly, and carefully, but there's a bit of a strain to his voice. Like he's trying to not admit just how much his homesickness is affecting him, whether it be to Venti or himself.]
pureyang: (Hmm...)

[personal profile] pureyang 2021-12-30 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a lonely feeling indeed. And it's doubly isolating in Chongyun's mind; as far as Chongyun knows, Venti at least has others here who are from Mondstadt, and Chongyun has no doubt that Venti was the type of person to at least get to know others from the City of Freedom. The only one who is here from Liyue alongside Chongyun is Xiao, and he's too polite to consider a respected being like an adeptus on such a familiar ground. So even though he's reached out to others from Teyvat here, there's still that feeling of something missing. Loneliness is something that's definitely clawed at his heart and weighed heavily on his mind since his time here.]

[But Venti's suggestion makes Chongyun look up, blinking in surprise before he hums in consideration.]


Letters and poems..? Huh... I admit, I had never considered such a thing, but... perhaps that is something I could do during my stay here.

[He's not a poet by any stretch; many of the metaphors and flowery language of the poems Xingqiu had read him before went far over his head. But he could write letters fairly easily. Perhaps Venti was onto something...]
pureyang: (Blessing in disguise)

[personal profile] pureyang 2021-12-30 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[B-But he is an adeptus! Wouldn't it be rude to act so familiar to one..?]

[Chongyun lets out a surprised gasp and holds a hand out, as if to steady Venti. In the bard's grasp, Xie lets out a little yip, tail wagging.]


Ah, well... I suppose it would be good to return to the Inn and get you some rest. I believe you need some water.

[It's a shame his Vision is Cryo and not Hydro, because he would conjure some up for the bard to drink.]

And... I will take your words to heart, and practice writing letters. Perhaps one day... I can send them.