metalogs | [closed] Mog's Day Celebration

Who: Sephiroth

skagzz, and friends!
What: They made up a holiday instead of celebrating any of the actual things they have to celebrate.
When: November 14
Where: their new home in Sunset Falls
Content Warnings: N/A for now

Happy Mog's Day!

What's Mog's Day? Well, it's not surprising you haven't heard of it, since it isn't an Earth holiday. It's a fall celebration marking the end of the season, before moogles enter their annual hibernation. A simple drawing of a moogle (a white, vaguely koala-like animal with small bat wings) was included in the invitation. On arrival, guests will be asked to don a large red nose, out of respect for Mog. The hosts are exempt from this, given they're the ones throwing the party and all.

Want a tour of the house? The hosts are not familiar with the concept of a housewarming party, but that's essentially what this is, and any of them would probably show you around if you like. They've just moved, but there's no sign of boxes. Rather, the bookshelves and decor seem a little sparse, their belongings having migrated from a smaller space. You may catch glimpses of a large orange cat slinking around behind the furniture. He has not yet adjusted to his new surroundings, and all the strangers aren't helping.

A catered dinner is laid out on the dining room table. (They can cook, they just... didn't.) There's also a chocolate cake waiting in the kitchen for later. It's for Loki; Sephiroth doesn't really care about cake.

The nearby back door leads out into the yard, and the fire pit. Arranged on a table are some materials one might use to create a simple effigy of someone you particularly hate. There's also a bag of marshmallows, seemingly as an afterthought.

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"...I'm not used to being in such easy agreement with you."

David may be his friend, but they don't always see eye-to-eye.

"Sometimes you just click on a topic," David says with a shrug. It's a rare thing, but when it happens it's easier.

"And mostly I try and be honest with you, rather than accomodating."

"I do prefer honesty. I would much rather you argue with me than lie to appease me."

"Yeah, that seems about the type of person you are. And it's really fair," he agrees with a nod. It makes sense. A lot of sense. "Platitudes weren't something you were used to back home, were they?"

"Only from certain crowds, whom I despised."

Rich people at events he was forced to attend, mostly.

That's fair.

"I ran into it a lot. Administrators, teachers, adults who doubted that we could ever amount to what they did."

He shrugs because he's sort of done with people like those.

"...I wasn't doubted by such people."

He wonders which is worse. Others seem to enjoy praise and confidence in their ability, but he was raised with the expectation that he would be great because he was made to be great. He didn't really prove them wrong.

"But I didn't like them any better."

"That's fair enough. People just expect certain behaviors."

And he shrugs it all off.

"I'm glad you've found your own pace here."

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"I know many people balk at being removed from their home worlds. I would have preferred more choice in the method. But... it's been good."

"You seem to be blooming here, like Loki is."

Like David and Balthier are too.

"This place seems to be, more or less, better for some of us."

He huffs softly at 'blooming.' What is he, a flower?

"Do you find it better for yourself?"

“Without the pressures of home, the weight of my mutation, the costs of all of my deaths… I think I am happier here.”

Yes, he lost Tommy and his family this way, but he had gotten his lover and that mattered.

"...I am glad that you've found value in it."

On the islands, he'd still longed for home. That makes this place a marked improvement.

"And I am glad for the same in you too," he says with a nod. "May that keep being true in the future. And if there is any way I or Balthier could help, please let us know."

He shakes his head, smiling faintly. "I will. But... We are doing quite well, I think, in learning these things for ourselves."

"You really are," he says with a smile. "And adapting is something to be lauded. BUt don't let it take away from who you really are."

Who he really is?

"What do you mean by that?"

"I mean whoever you are? Be true to that too. Some people change so much that when they look back, they find they aren't themselves anymore. In ways that hurt. For each person that will be a unique experience."

So they have to be true to themselves, even when that self changes.

Sephiroth frowns faintly.

"...I did not previously have the freedom even to learn who that was. I doubt I'll have any regrets about leaving behind the role I played."

"Very fair," David says with a nod. "I hope you have come to know who you've learned you are."

"It is... a process."

He glances around, because in a way the house is part of it. Self-expression, of a kind. It certainly has more character than his first apartment.

"It is. And that isn't a bad thing to recognize."

He offers the man one more smile before giving himself a little stretch. "If it is alright, I do need to seek my love out."

Sephiroth looks momentarily bemused by the casual use of 'love' as an identifier, but he nods.

"Of course. He ought not feel neglected."

Of course love is an identifier. There's only one man here he'd ever call by that, so why wouldn't it be?

"I doubt he does. Or that he'd get up to mischief. But I can't imagine he can see this place and not imagine some remodeling for ourselves, and we really don't need it."

It's just a very weighty word to throw around so easily.

Sephiroth quirks an eyebrow. "You think he might be jealous of our home?"

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