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Who: vanessa ives + open
What: a variety of things for june ( post-arrival, love yourself, home sweet home )
Where: arrival island
When: throughout june
Warnings: cw: depression likely to appear

about the town

( the news of what happened in this place, that the 'gods' fed off emotions, that they were trapped, unsurprisingly didn't sit well with vanessa. whilst it would have been easy to hide away in the room that she'd found, to shut herself away from what was happening. it would have been easier if she hadn't met anyone, and if seward's words didn't crop up.

do something that you've never done before.

considering that this island was completely new to vanessa that wouldn't be difficult. she was still in the clothes that she'd arrived in, not yet having found anything else, as she left the spire, looking through the different streets. before she hadn't been specifically trying to take anything in, just wanting to get somewhere. this time vanessa wasn't to almost get a map in her head, learn where places were, but also find somewhere to go. something new.

the only thing that seems to fit that description is the temple. it isn't entirely new, vanessa has been to church, but this isn't for her god. she doesn't plan to pray but perhaps looking at it may teach her something about their captors )

love yourself

( feeling at peace is something that vanessa hasn't felt in some time. rested, happy. it's hard to ignore the feeling, to overly question it when it feels good.

it takes her to the shops. though her dress is clean it would be nice to have something else to wear, though with the sewing shop on a different island it may prove difficult to find something that vanessa is particularly used to.

it doesn't stop her from looking, a smile on her face as she browses, even looking at things (clothes or other items) that don't particularly interest her. she feels like indulging that carefree feeling, taking her time just... being )

home sweet home

( after those few days of almost bliss vanessa had been more scarce. she hadn't completely shut down or shut herself away but feeling herself again, all of the negative thoughts and emotions that came back with it, left her feeling conflicted. conflicted was the least of it and a gross underestimation. she felt used, manipulated, and frustrated. no one had needed that.

it's when she's out in the street that vanessa first sees it. home.

grandage place looks just as vanessa had remembered it two weeks previously. dark, empty. though it no longer looked abandoned it made vanessa look down, caught by the memories of all that had happened there, the people that had once lived there )

Was it real?

( it's a whisper to herself. she could still remember hadriel, all that had been said of it, but vanessa didn't know now, feeling back home, whether it was real or not. if only she knew that this, being home, was the dream )

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You were among the new arrivals?

[There was a feeling of goodwill permeating through the islands. Despite the circumstances of how they came here and what they faced, people were smiling. Even Jeyne felt less concerned or anxious about the concept of gods or monsters surrounding them.

Much like Vanessa, she had visited the sewing shop for new clothes, as her old gown was still ripped to shreds. All she had was what Sansa and Margaery had lent her, a temporary solution until she had something of her own. The gowns at the sewing shop were not her usual style, but it was better than nothing at all.]

Have you found anything to your likely?

Nothing so far, though I wonder if I'm searching in the wrong place.

( most of what vanessa had seen had either been something that she'd never seen before or not her style. give her long dresses with lace and high collars any day )

I don't know what may be on the other islands.

I don't think you are. I'm not sure there are many places to purchase clothing? These islands are small and there doesn't seem to be very much in terms of businesses and homes.

[It would be nice to have her style here, but there was so much she was already having to grow used to. What was one more thing?]

Neither do I. I think you would need to find a boat?

That would be the sensible assumption. I haven't yet heard of another way across.

( which was perhaps one reason why vanessa hadn't yet crossed to another island. though she was curious about what was on them she didn't yet have a deep desire to investigate it )

Though is it safe?

( there had been monsters when they'd arrived. she didn't feel quite so fearful of them currently but that question still lingered. what else was there? )

So long as you have someone who knows how to sail and navigate the waters.

[There had to be at least a fair number here, as well as a few boats. She didn't expect actual ships, but something that would be safe in the sea.]

Or do you mean are there monsters in the waters? I don't know. I heard there were sharks.

Hopefully there is nothing graver than that.

( vanessa doesn't know what else there could be, or what could lurk in the water, but she does know monsters. she dearly hopes that there is nothing else )

Perhaps whomever can navigate the waters may have luck with it.

With what we woke up beside, it's rather hard to say what else might be out there. I would think some of the others who have been here longer might know more.

[But trust was a fragile thing and she wasn't certain she could extend it that far.]

I have some skill with sailing. These waters are very similar to the kind I'm used to. If you ever need someone to help?

I'll keep that in mind.

( though for the moment vanessa would keep her explorations to just the one island, partly unwilling to risk the waters but also because she didn't know what would be there, if it was worth it )

Though I think that there is much yet to discover here.

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