sixthiterationlogs | If I could, would you?

WHO: Vergil
WHERE: House 48 | The Mill | Around the village
WHEN: Late 4th & early 5th August & 7/8th
OPEN TO: OTA outside of threads marked closed, and feel free to make your own~!
WARNINGS: Will warn as needed

August 7th - The Mill

After spending a few days hanging out around Danny, learning bits of things here and there, he took a day to explore the mill near his house. The door left open as he made his way around inside looking at the workings off the place. He had the basic idea of what a mill was used for from history books but the place had been why he chose his house. IT could be useful, but first he would have to figure out how the place really worked, or if anyone was actually using it.

August 8th - Around the Village.
Vergil was dressed in the pants he had gotten at the party, and his teal boots. His hair was styled again, and he felt a lot better about how he looked, the new teal button up was hanging half open over a white stained shirt from the pack he arrived with. He lacked the journal he was usually scribbling in when he was out and about in the village. He looked a little lost at times before heading any which direction. Without his journal he was learning the village again, he kind of knew where things were thanks to the landmarks he had jotted down, but he had loaned it to Kat while he went out.

He wasn't seeking Danny today, just looking to see what he could either help with, or learn from. He was still headstrong about becoming self sufficant... but he took a lot of care to avoid the Inn.

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"I didn't sleep much last night, I'm pale with pale hair, sleep deprivation looks much worse on me than it should." He spoke easily with a shrug of his shoulders. Though the toy was closer to the truth.

"I made an ass out of myself at the party, and because of that Kat ended up leaving with me. I wanted her to find other people to talk to. People she can trust, like you for me, it's to easy to fall into the old role of giving her orders." He replied with a shrug of his shoulder. "She's with my brother, she hasn't told me, but I'm not dense. Things can not be the way they were before... I dont know what I'm trying to say."

He agreed with a nod. "It does." Sleep deprived wasn't a good look on him.

Danny knew that Vergil could have a bit of a temper but he wasn't really afraid of him. He'd much rather be honest with his friend and face Vergil if he got upset. Anger was something that Danny could understand. Sometimes he scared himself, not because of his anger but the lack of control that came with it. Anger was as much of a tool as it was a danger.

What he didn't understand was why Vergil started talking about how Kat was with his brother. "It sounds like you like her."

If I could, would you?

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