The Neinhaus

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● WHO: The Mighty Nein & Vox Machina (V9) + Friends
● WHAT: House Catch-All 2021
● WHEN: Comment Headers
● WHERE: The Neinhaus + Voxhaus + Wizardhaus
● WARNINGS: Comment Headers



CATCH-ALLS

Neinhaus
🔥 Caleb 🔥
🌊 Fjord 🌊
🌙 Mollymauk 🌙
🍄 Caduceus 🍄
🤜🏽 Beauregard 🤛🏽
🧁 Jester 🧁
🏹 Veth 🏹

Wizardhaus
✨ Essek ✨
💎 Gilmore 💎
🔪 Vax'ildan 🔪

Voxhaus
🔫 Percy 🔫
🎇 Pike 🎇
🌳 Keyleth 🌳
🐻 Vex'ahlia 🐻



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[flurry_of_beaus]

[ She grabs him while he's washing dishes. Literally grabs him, from behind and by the shoulders, and shakes him gently like she can't contain her excitement. Or he shouldn't contain his. She's happy to see Veth -- see Veth especially, because saying hi on the beach was her first time seeing the woman in her true form -- but she can only imagine that Caleb's happier by far.

She lets him down and leans on the sink on her hands. ]

How excited are you?

[blumenthal]

[ Beau's swift and sudden enthusiasm definitely makes Caleb drop the glass he's washing back into the sink and splash soap suds all down the front of his shirt, but he's grinning anyway when he grabs the dish towel to mop up. Look, he really can't contain his joy, especially when Beau is clearly so happy, too. ]

Nearly as excited as you.

[ A damp hand in a closed fist nudges her bicep in a playful mimicry of what she so often does to him. ]

[flurry_of_beaus]

Bah.

[ She wrinkles her nose as if the idea is of mild disgust to her and waves her hand dismissively. ]

I mean, she's whatever. I guess it's cool she's got her own body back and stuff.

[ She does a fair job of playing the disaffected teen -- purposefully playing it, not at all meaning it -- before ruining it by grabbing a dish towel and starting to dry the glasses. ]

Still getting used to her not being green though. It's a little weird.

[blumenthal]

[ Yeah, he sees you, Beauregard. He goes back to washing, though now with a helper. ]

She is still the same in all of the ways that matter. Just...more herself.

[ But just between the two of them: ]

I feel a little silly at times, thinking about how things were with us before.

[flurry_of_beaus]

More herself? I don't know if I could stand that. [ Beau sounds mildly terrified by this, though it could just be faking.

She frowns a touch, letting the terror subside in lieu of sidling up closer to Caleb. ]

How'd ya mean? Protecting her and stuff?

[blumenthal]

[ Sure, Beau. Whether she's faking or not, Caleb knows she means it fondly. ]

More like... [ A gesture with one soapy hand, at a loss for how exactly to put it. ] We used to share everything. Slept by the side of the road together, were each other's only company for half a year. And after learning more about her, about her life, that seems like...scheisse, I don't know.

[ He'd scrub a hand through his beard or his hair if they weren't so sudsy. ]

She has a husband and child. Maybe we were never as close as I thought we were.

[flurry_of_beaus]

[ Beau frowns at that, both thoughtful and a little dismissive in a knee jerk way. Nott (Veth) and Caleb are a set; they came as a pair and would always be a pair in Beau's mind, no matter what happens. But she can see where Caleb's coming from, not being privy to all the facts of their relationship. ]

I don't think you should doubt it. [ She picks up another glass to dry, her movements slow as she thinks over her response. ]

There's different kinds of close, you know? My parents, they knew everything about me. They'd lived through every tantrum, every phase, every major event. Sure, I kept secrets from them, sometimes, but I was a kid. They eventually came out.

[ She wrinkles her nose and shakes her head, looking at the cup in her hands, pretending to examine it for smudges. ]

That didn't mean they knew me, the real me. Sometimes the facts don't matter. It's the heart that does.

[blumenthal]

[ Sharing things--especially personal things like this--with other people is never an easy thing for Caleb. With Beau, though, it's maybe a little easier than with others. He can always count on her to give a thoughtful and honest opinion, which is invaluable when he's too far into his own head to be objective.

He sets another clean cup aside and reaches for a towel to dry his hands as he takes a moment to consider what she'd shared with him, which is plenty personal in return. ]

That is true. You are certainly a different person from the one your parents think you are. They know a lot about you, yet barely know you at all.

[ Just a short visit to the Lionetts had been more than enough to confirm that. ]

And it is true that I have never felt that my impression of Veth was wrong. If anything, learning more has only cemented my opinion of her. I don't blame her for keeping things to herself.

[ That would be deeply hypocritical. Caleb sighs, shoulders rising and falling as he leans a hip against the edge of the sink, not quite looking at Beau, but at her hands as she polishes the newly cleaned cups. ]

I suppose it was just...surprising, thinking for so long that we only had each other, and then learning that was not the case for her. But trying to communicate that to her, I think, would definitely send the wrong message, and it is really something I should process on my own.