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oerba dia vanille ([personal profile] tosavecocoon) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs2018-06-23 11:35 am

try to find a way to make things better now

WHO: Oerba Dia Vanille
WHERE: outskirts of 6i, outside House 38...
WHEN: June 23rd
OPEN TO: Everyone!
WARNINGS: tbd

The last few weeks have been an adventure for Vanille. She hasn't been content to simply stay in the village, mostly because no one she's spoken to really knows much about the world around them. They've given her a general idea, which is better than nothing. Still, she's seen some of the animals around and wondered what else might be out there. No giant oretoises or behemoths can be seen even looking at the village, let alone out on the horizon. It makes her wonder.

Not that she's wanted to ask anyone yet. She's tried to be careful to fit in as best she can. Just like she did on Cocoon.

On her fourth day in the village, she decided to wander off. There's no one here she knows particularly well, no one to really miss her if she left for a while. Besides, if she could come back with more knowledge about the world around them, that would help everyone. And who better to go than someone who's used to the dangers of Gran Pulse life?

So she'd taken a few supplies to make sure she wouldn't be defenseless in case she ran into something and headed out. She spent a lot of time exploring, smelling the naturey smells and examining the plants, but eventually she'd come across a herd of purple and woolly animals. They were... really cute, didn't look particularly dangerous, reminded her of larger versions of sheep. She knew better, though, growing up on a planet where even the most docile animals could kill a seasoned hunter if provoked. So she took her time near them, spending days just watching them, learning their habits and getting them used to her presence. She never slept where they might be able to reach her and kept her body language and tone calm as she interacted with them. They didn't seem to mind her and eventually, they even let her approach.

So here she is, several weeks later, coming back with four purple fluffy animals and one much smaller that looks like a reptilian dog. The latter she'd run into on her way back with the four. It's apparently chosen her as a friend and won't leave her alone, not that she's tried hard to be rid of it. She has rope loosely tied around the fluffballs' necks to guide them and the knots appear to be easy to release should the animals panic or start to pull. She won't risk their health just because she thinks the four of them need a new home.

But that does make her wonder where she's going to put them. She hadn't really thought that far. So she and her unconventional pack of animals can be found wandering the village. Vanille takes them mostly around the outskirts of the buildings, so she doesn't risk frightening them with all of the noise and strange people. For a time, she lets them graze around the boathouse to get them used to the surroundings, but they do eventually end up close enough to be seen from the Inn and police station, if anyone decides to come say hello.

"Do you know of a good place to keep them for a while?" she asks anyone who does decide to approach them.

By the end of the day, she takes them down the row past the blacksmith and behind the town hall, to give both them and herself some space while also staying close enough to the village to know what's going on.

"We're going to need a good fenced in pen for you, aren't we?" she asks one of the purple ones, scratching it behind the ears. The animal leans into the gesture and she smiles. Well... if she can't have a chocobo, she may as well have four purple animals, right?