➳ ᴍᴏᴏɴsᴛᴏɴᴇ ʟᴀᴋᴇ

@⚜ san vlatka. ᵃ venom heard but he didn't respond, he doesn't want to 一 first, it was unusual of san to tell him this and second, he didn't really have an answer it to it, wooyoung's the one who needs to give the answer but the other would just turn away from it since up to this day, he still denies venom. the question asked towards him was what threw him off 一 was he ever lonely? just like what san had said, he does have wooyoung for him to accompany him, right? no, he was wrong. "tell me this, does wooyoung accept me though?" he asks despite knowing the answer to it already, "he doesn't," venom answered himself, "so i don't know what you meant when you said that i have him, because he tends to push me away, pretend i don't exist and only think of me when danger comes by, so what did you mean that i have him?" his hands curled into a fist and his jaw tightens but with a deep sigh, he relaxed. he couldn't bear any hatred towards wooyoung who was literally his other half. "why am i even telling you this? but more importantly, why are you even asking me about it." it's odd, just odd on how the patron was acting but he decided to let it slip away, he doesn't want to go deeper within it.

"sounds fair," that was his way on agreeing with san, it was better if the wing leaders were the one to train the younger warriors about the abilities they'll be needing for battle. there was no need for them to be cruel when it comes to training, just be strict and that was something that san never followed. he used violence and cruelty just so he could teach others in a fast pace, it's effective to some, but others? they tend to give up and run away, their life ends once they do so. "no," he answered sternly, he doesn't want anyone else to experience on what he and wooyoung did, he doesn't want any other people getting traumatized, fear-fueled or worse, get psychologically damaged within. "you need to change out your ways if you want to be successful," he suggested for the nth time, it's the same old thing that he kept on suggesting to him. "but then, have you ever listened to me? at least you and wooyoung have something in common, you both never listened to me." he thinks he's talking too much now, slowly revealing the emotions and feelings he had to push into the abyss of his mind every time. "now get off, i'm going back to my place." he said when he can simply stand up and not care if san falls lr whatever.

@✙ wooyoung vlatka. ᵃ "must be convenient," san muttered softly, his head slightly tilting to the side as he bit the insides of his lower lip lightly, "to have someone so readily able to protect you once you're in danger," he continued on. he didn't know why these words were coming out of his lips, didn't know what the feeling inside his chest was, but he didn't dwell on it. there was no need to, honestly. it was the same 一 always the same thing that he'd tried to bury, and it was unnecessary. it didn't hold any advantages for him to actually look into it. "have you ever felt alone, venom? in your whole life, the whole time you existed?" he asked out of blue 一 the very first time he actually asked about someone else. why had he even asked? why had he even let the question escape his lips? he wasn't sure, but here he was, asking a man he'd never let inside to tell him more about himself. "but you... have wooyoung, don't you? someone you know will never leave you. how does it feel, to have an everlasting companion?"

stop, san told himself. stop talking.

but he couldn't 一 talking was a distraction, a good way to pass the time when he went through another batch of sleepless nights, of silent mornings, and the chaotic afternoons. talking was a good way of distracting himself from whatever his mind wanted to throw at him. when he talked, he could control his own mind. when he talked, he wasn't allowing his own vulnerability to show. when he talked, there was nothing for the others to dig into. when he talked, there was nothing 一 yet it was everything to him, an important part of his daily life.

he let out a small chuckle at venom's words. "if that's the case... then i can just teach you and the old man, no? then you can proceed to teach the younglings 一 you both would deal with them better than i do," he replied, and his arms slid from venom's shoulders to his torso, loosely wrapping his limbs around the younger lad. "really... do you want them to go through the same thing you went through under me?" it felt as though san was intentionally making himself... the bad guy, so to speak, and perhaps he was. it was easier to live with hatred, after all 一 it served as an end goal, another thing to live for, even if it were negative. it was still a goal, something that would keep them alive; something that san had discovered late, and he wished he learned of the fact sooner.

@⚜ san vlatka. ᵃ "you've got a point there," he said, easily agreeing to what had san said to him. what if something does happen to wooyoung? but then again... "he has complete control of me, he'll let me out in situations that he can't handle. it's not like i can go out by myself, it doesn't work that way." he closed his eyes and breathes through his nose. wooyoung uses him like a weapon, almost as similar to san but the only difference is that venom was willing to be one for wooyoung if it meant for survival and self-defence, as for san? it depends on what he could gain or receive, depends on the situation they are in 一 there will always be a prize that venom would want from the patron himself.

he opened his eyes once again when san responded. ah, they had the same thought, it's nothing new. "then why ask if you already know it yourself?" there was no bite in his words, just sarcasm. sometimes, venom wouldn't get on why san tends to share his plans to him when most of the time, they would have the same thought on mind. "we can if... as you said, if we get to train and perhaps if you teach them /properly/." he punctuated his wording while ignoring the fact that san's voice started sounding too fatigued that it came out as a slur. he would tell the other to get some rest or maybe go to sleep already but he knew san for so long that he just knew that he doesn't sleep at all, not even a wink 一 maybe he naps from time to time but he just seem to never sleep and venom has no idea on how he's still alive since sleep is a necessity.

@✙ wooyoung vlatka. ᵃ "resting," san repeated, though his tone clearly implied that he wasn't interested. his mind was running a mile per second, and perhaps this was the effect of him not sleeping for a... say, three? four days? oh wait, no, today was his seventh day, wasn't it? his mind vaguely confirmed that it was, though he wasn't sure. he only ever paid attention to time in hours anyway, when he was setting up a plan and manipulating his variables. he still did notice, however, that venom didn't seem to be aware of said... moments. he wondered why that was, but he decided it wasn't that important at the moment. what was important was the problem of his mind 一 he knew he needed to calm the down, but he couldn't. no, not now, when all his brain came up with was information, more and more information rather than peace and quiet that he'd long wanted to achieve. "that's quite unfortunate," he said anyway, leaning his chin by venom's shoulder. "what if something else were to happen to little woo that you weren't aware of? how would you be able to protect him then?"

it was none of his business, but san liked to believe it was 一 this was his wing leader, after all.

the patron pursed his lips at venom's input. it was close to what san had come up with just a few minutes ago, and he was rather glad that the other shared it with him. san hummed softly, as though satisfied. "hoh, you read my mind, love," he uttered, and he blinked his eyes repeatedly, eyelids drooping as he felt more and more... comfortable on the younger's back. "that is true, but... would... we be able to handle the whole might of... the auryleian witches, i wonder..." his words were starting to slur as well, laced with exhaustion he rarely showed. "it would be... more effective if we trained... more air witches to become invisible, though that'd be hard."

@⚜ san vlatka. ᵃ "resting, the right word is resting." venom muttered as if to defend wooyoung, sure he was scared but he was also tired. too tired of this world that he decided switched places with venom but he'll let the other take his time. "he's simply resting, just let him be." his tone and voice surprisingly softer than usual. heaving a sigh as his position shifted due to san leaning forward 一 his back wouldn't hurt in such a position, in fact, this body isn't only physically strong and it was flexible as well, so he didn't mind at all but that didn't mean he wasn't irritated at the patron. "oh?" he was a bit surprised at the information he was given, san does this to wooyoung most of the time? why is he not aware of it? maybe he wasn't awake nor active when it happens. surely, wooyoung wasn't into it and it's because that he dislikes being clinged on or whatever san does but instead, he's too scared to the point that he can't distinguish gentle actions from violent ones 一 venom pitied him, really, he's too traumatized. "as a matter of fact, i'm not." he answered.

the topic changed right away but venom didn't bothered pointing it out, san's always like this, what's new? he never revealed too much about himself unlike wooyoung and him who are exposed to the patron.

he tried to think it through 一 on what the patron had said before he responded, "it's possible but there would be a certain limit," every ability has a limit of course, so what he had said made sense, "talking about power, i think you'll be able to handle two to three person. time limit? base on your stamina, an hour or so would be possible but nowhere higher than three or else, you'll thoroughly exhaust yourself." from the answer he had given, it shows that he wasn't all brawns but he has the brains as well. "an hour is enough for us, wouldn't it?"

@✙ wooyoung vlatka. ᵃ "oh," was the only indication of san's surprise. his eyelids were quite heavy, though what was new? he had always been the type to go into battles without sleeping normally, and even with his lack of sleep, he won, even when matched up against the leaders of the other coven. his brain was always active, a little too active for his liking, but he couldn't help something he couldn't control. his arms were loosely wrapped around the other's shoulders, and the amount of trust he had on the wing leader that the younger wouldn't throw him off was rather astounding — wooyoung definitely wasn't one to say anything or voice any of his displeasure, but venom, on the other hand, was the type to act on his words without mercy. perhaps san was expecting to be thrown off, but he was glad that he wasn't. he might have just stayed on the ground and stared at the sky for god knows how long.

the patron could be found everywhere trying to sleep, but of course, he wasn't. he would prefer to sleep on a decent bed, but... the bed felt too big and too soft on his back.

"heeeeh, is it still you, venom?" he uttered lazily, before he leaned even closer, lightly pushing the other forward. the amount of flexibility needed for this kind of position was... in fact a lot, and the patron vaguely noted of this, but didn't pay anymore attention to it. "has little woo become too scared of me that he's let you out so much? it's... been a week, yes? more than a week?" he asked, stretching his arms in front of them lightly. then he blinked, and his eyes fluttered close as his brain was on the verge of malfunctioning. words, plans, memories kept swirling around his mind, yet he spoke none of his discomfort, deeming that venom wouldn't even care if he were to speak of it, and so he didn't. instead, he decided to talk about some thing else. "oh, were you not aware? i do this with little woo all the time, y'know," he muttered softly, and his mind went on another topic almost immediately. "say, do you think i can handle turning someone else invisible at the same time as i do? because if yes... perhaps we can launch a surprise attack, by going through the same back door the auryleians use to sneak into our territory."

@⚜ san vlatka. ᵃ it's rather odd on how venom was still in control for over a week, usually he stays for a day or two, sometimes three as the longest he had stayed but it was never this long that it started becoming concerning. yes, he wants to be let out more but he wants it to be in an alternative manner but wooyoung doesn't allow and who was he to complain? just the secondary personality plus, it was the other who has complete control over the two of them meanwhile venom can't do that even if he wants to 一 he's been coaxing wooyoung to wake up but the latter was in deep slumber but then even if he hears him, he'll ignore him just like always. such a brat he is but he guesses, it was time for him to take a long rest anyways, he suffered for too long.

he was currently by the lake, eyes focused on the gray water below. he didn't know what to do at the moment so he decided to come here and relax though this place is meant for training, it's still a place to rest at. it's quiet and peaceful, it was perfect. venom felt his whole body relaxing, his mind still thinking about the other, when will he wake up? he doesn't know, only time could time so he'll be patient about it. he was too occupied with his thoughts that he didn't notice a whole new presence by the vicinity, only realizing when he felt a sudden weight on his back, he was going to throw off the intruder but he was familiar with the aura so he stopped himself. he turned his head enough to face the other before he raised an eyebrow when he felt san's arms and even legs wrapping around him from behind, what the hell is he doing? this is weird, he thought.

"i'll answer if you referred by the right name," he said with a biting tone, san probably forgot that venom took over. "and what the do you think you're doing?"

@✙ wooyoung vlatka. ᵃ to those who knew the vlatkan patron, they would have realized by now that the lad never truly slept. it was rare to find him sleeping, and even then, it always felt as though he didn't. his sleeps were naps, and these said naps were almost too light for anyone to even consider a nap. to san vlatka who had lived most of his life on the edge, his body had grown accustomed to being on guard — always, without fail, that even when he wanted to sleep, he couldn't, simply because sleeping meant that others could kill him more easily, and his thirst for survival had been far more active than his willingness to die. it was a hassle, really, but there was nothing he could do about how his body was wired. it was because of this reason that he ended up wandering around the vlatkan territory during the ungodly hours of the day, and stumbled upon the moonstone lake, a place of training — and sometimes, relaxing, especially for the patron that rarely even trained anymore.

so when he spotted a familiar figure in the distance, san raised an eyebrow in surprise, but decided not to question it as he approached quietly, the sounds of his footsteps nonexistent as he moved closer. without saying another word, san plopped himself onto wooyoung's back, the younger sitting near the lake, arms immediately snaking their way around the other's shoulders, legs quickly wrapping themselves around wooyoung's torso. a rare nonty moment for san, but it was a sight that not many had the luxury of seeing. san wasn't even sure if wooseok had seen him like this — though the older wing leader definitely had seen... other sides to him. resting his chin above wooyoung's shoulders, san opened his mouth to speak lazily, "what are you doing here, woo?"