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[reservedempath]

[Voile has probably never looked so 'deadpan' when addressing the network, but in all honesty, it hasn't been the easiest time. In spite of raining donuts, which she went out of her way to avoid to the best of her ability.]

I have two things to bring up, which I'd meant to sooner, however wasn't sure when would be the right time.

I would like to host a contest for the end of this year, consisting of winter fashions, much the way the first contest was held. Based on various strengths of the competitors and featuring prizes this time around that will be more appropriate than some of what was offered previously.

For this, I'd like to enlist the assistance of one tall and somewhat muscular person, and one smaller, petite frame for some tailoring and advertisement purposes.

I'm also curious to know if there's anyone who continues to be interested in occasional Host Club gatherings. If so, I'd like to be responsible for those if no one has any objections.

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[flowerofmtsilver]

[The deadpan didn't escape Vinnie's notice, but he wasn't quite sure what to do. He had liked to think that everyone being un-catballed would mean the end of the hurt, but it seemed like the damage had been done.]

...Are you sure you're up for doin' all this?

[reservedempath]

[She shouldn't have expected anything other than that from Vinnie.]

I can handle it.

[More or less that she felt she had to. Time had stopped long enough for her to suffer, she supposed, and any additional suffering had to be done on her own agenda.]

[flowerofmtsilver]

[On the one hand, he wanted her to just be able to let go of the self-blame that must've been instilled in her from some fake's poisoned words. But it wasn't that easy, and he knew it. Not with the type of burdens Voile was prone to carry.

If busying herself was how she wanted to deal in order to keep it from the forefront of her mind, then he'd be a hypocrite to tell her to do otherwise.]

Then I wanna help.

[It was the least he could do.]

[reservedempath]

[She knew why he wanted to. Why he always did, because he was always looking out for her. But in the same respects, she couldn't ignore the truth that rung out between her ears where only she could hear them. And to think she couldn't hear anything in the first place. So if anything, she felt the repetition of the message. Constantly.]

I'm sure you have other things to do.

[flowerofmtsilver]

Nothin' that's more important than makin' sure you don't work yourself to death for everyone else's sake.

[reservedempath]

I wouldn't do something like that in the first place. No one needs me to do that for them, so there's no need for me to.

[Which was mostly codewords for 'no one needed her.' But she didn't dare say that to him.]

[flowerofmtsilver]

You're organizing somethin' for everyone else but you t'take part in, so they can have something t'look forward to. Even carryin' on a club founded by a scumbag.

You don't even sound happy 'bout it anymore, but you're still doin' it.

[reservedempath]

[That was sensitive and that was harsh. Enough to the point where she glossed over everything else.]

Don't talk about him like that.

[flowerofmtsilver]

I can't call the guy who trapped my family into little balls and made evil clones of them a scumbag?

[He had never been the slightest bit close to Seth Warren, so it boggled Vinnie's mind how Voile could defend him. Just because he was dead didn't mean the Venusaur felt any compunction against speaking ill of him.]

[reservedempath]

Say what you want to anyone else. But please, don't... talk about him like that to me.

[Because she knew Seth was a bad person. She knew it too late. He had her completely fooled, and still, in her own way, Voile cared about him.]

[flowerofmtsilver]

[Vinnie huffed, but... well, since the whole point of this was to do the opposite of upset Voile, pushing the issue seemed counter-productive.]

...Fine.

But since you're short a man, that means you have to let me help.

[reservedempath]

...
Do you think I'm that incapable? I probably deserved all of this, so if you ask me, I should be able to do things myself. At least to the best of my ability.

[flowerofmtsilver]

If we were the only experts on what we deserved, we'd all be in a pretty piss-poor state. You're not the last word on the subject. Not when other people care 'bout you.

I don't have t'think you're helpless t'wanna help you. 'Sides, wasn't your post already askin' for people?

[reservedempath]

[She said nothing for many moments. Not because she didn't have anything to say. Just because she didn't know what to say or even where to begin. Everything she wanted to do just pointed at pointless arguing.]

It was, yes. But this isn't really your kind of thing, Vincent.

[flowerofmtsilver]

Well... [A pause. She wasn't wrong, technically.]

I've never tried it. An' I oughta try new things. So I'm... not rulin' it out.

[reservedempath]

Is that what you're calling it, then?

['Not ruling it out' is basically the code for, 'I want to help you and this is a good excuse to.']

If you really want to, I can't tell you no, I guess.

[flowerofmtsilver]

[He takes a deep breath. This was probably going to be a super awkward time, but he couldn't back down now.]

If it means I can do somethin' for you, then sign me up.

[reservedempath]

Don't say things like that. I don't need you to do anything for me.

[And it's more that she doesn't like how much him saying something of that sort stirs her.]