Acinarian "Arc"

This is the blog for the maniacal mage known as Arc. He is crazy, never serious, and always wanting to start something. Despite his formalities, he hardly ever acts like it.

[sekigan]

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[bpieribeiro]

[gin-twaka]

ambiguity

[wordsnquotes]

He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.

Leo Tolstoy, The Death of Ivan Ilych (via moonglowlily)

[mortsvivents]

zZz

[acinarian]

First Meeting Starters

"Good Evening/Afternoon/Morning/Day/Night."

"Watch where you're going!"

"Is this seat taken?"

"Here you dropped this."

"You remind me of someone."

"Will you be taking this?"

"May I take your order?"

"How are you?"

"You look familiar, have we met before?"

"Be careful next time."

"Hey, could you help me?"

"Help me!"

"I'm so sorry!"

"Are you alright?!"

"I know we've never met, but I think you're beautiful."

[unclefather]

[theshadowavatar]

@lordcaliginous is this the story of Cain in vtm??

[lordcaliginous]

that’s pretty much it exactly

[hourglassofblacktears-deactivat]

Agostino Arrivabene.

[velenadra]

♬ : stuck in an elevator together. for Arc (Tend's other OC) @acinarian

The walk to the hotel was a long one. Sunny had made her way throughout the entire city before finally reaching her destination. It was pretty common that she got lost and today just happened to be one of those days. Normally, just to beat the look of laziness, she would take the stairs.. But not today. As she swiftly made her way to the elevators, a man soon stood next to her, waiting for them as well.

She turned her head and gave him a small smile, accompanied by a friendly hello and a bow of her head. Soon, the elevator opened and they both stepped inside silently. After they chose their respectable floors, the doors closed and it began to ascend.

Click. Click.. Click.

The strange clicking noises made Sunny’s gaze shoot upwards in slight distress. The elevator vibrated violently, which made the two grab onto the handlebars nearby. Then, it stopped abruptly. 

A small, frightened gasp escaped the girl. “Oh, no!” She brought her fingers to her lips as her brows knitted together. Her gaze shot over to the unfamiliar man with a worried expression. “It stopped! What do we do!?” 

@acinarian

[acinarian]

Arc grinned rather oddly at the young women stepped next to him. Bouncing lightly and humming an odd tune as they sat there in relative silence. His hands resting behind his back as he stared at the door. 

As she greeted him he gave a spin of his head, flashing her a smile as he touched his moustache. “Why hello!” He exclaimed rather happily. At first glance the man seemed rather odd, a bit full of himself. He was sure to be overly dramatic as he offered her to walk into the open elevator first, following closely behind.

He stood next to her in the slow rising elevator, keeping to himself as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. He still seemed to be humming. 

Click. Click. Click

As the elevator vibrated to a halt the mage glanced up, a grin upon his face as the women next to him gasped. He readjusted himself on the handlebars, facing towards her as he tilted his head side to side. “Oh no, oh No! What are we to do!?” He said rather sarcastically. He raised a hand, pointing to the ceiling. “Unless you want to wait, there my be a way out of the top, but I wouldn’t risk it. Can’t have you dying on me!” 

The small man gave a shrug, laughing to himself. “Unless you wish to pry open these large doors here, looks like you are stuck with me!” He gave her a giggly smirk, clapping his hands together. “So why do we start with the basic?! I’m Acinarian, but I insist you call me Arc!” He wiggled onto the handlebars, resting his hands in his lap as he stared at the poor souls stuck in this elevator with him. 

@velenadra

[velenadra]

Sunny smiled a bit, a giggle escaping her. “You’re quite eccentric, aren’t you?” She asked in a pleasant tone. His odd nature seemed to calm her, rather than scare her further. She looked up at the ceiling where he pointed, her lips puckered. “I don’t think I want to climb out of there..” She continued softly with a slight frown on her face. “Maybe being stuck here isn’t such a bad thing.”

She held her hands behind her back, then dipped her head in a bow. “My name is Velenadra, but most people call me Sunny. It’s nice to meet you, Mister Arc. Even if this is an odd way to be acquainted with somebody.”

@acinarian

[acinarian]

Arc picked at his fingers quickly while she spoke, glancing to her with a smirk. “Eccentric is one of my better sides. Oh yes.” He leans back, raising his foot with a laugh as he pressed the help button on the elevator panel. 

He straighten up as she introduced herself. Leaning forward he tilted his head at her, a grin on his face. “Let me guess, guess indeed! You got that name because you are nice, and sweet!” He waved his arms around as he spun “And you shineee like the light of the sun! No??” He spun around, a hand stroking his chin as he eyed her up and down. His face getting rather close to her own as he questioned her name.

He straightens up again, nodding to himself. “I like Velenadra better! Perhaps I might just call you that!” He claps his hand, leaning back as he continued to watch her. “So tell me, Sunny Velenadra. What is it like being all sunny and happy all the time? Hmmm?” 

@velenadra 

[velenadra]

♬ : stuck in an elevator together. for Arc (Tend's other OC) @acinarian

The walk to the hotel was a long one. Sunny had made her way throughout the entire city before finally reaching her destination. It was pretty common that she got lost and today just happened to be one of those days. Normally, just to beat the look of laziness, she would take the stairs.. But not today. As she swiftly made her way to the elevators, a man soon stood next to her, waiting for them as well.

She turned her head and gave him a small smile, accompanied by a friendly hello and a bow of her head. Soon, the elevator opened and they both stepped inside silently. After they chose their respectable floors, the doors closed and it began to ascend.

Click. Click.. Click.

The strange clicking noises made Sunny’s gaze shoot upwards in slight distress. The elevator vibrated violently, which made the two grab onto the handlebars nearby. Then, it stopped abruptly. 

A small, frightened gasp escaped the girl. “Oh, no!” She brought her fingers to her lips as her brows knitted together. Her gaze shot over to the unfamiliar man with a worried expression. “It stopped! What do we do!?” 

@acinarian

[acinarian]

Arc grinned rather oddly at the young women stepped next to him. Bouncing lightly and humming an odd tune as they sat there in relative silence. His hands resting behind his back as he stared at the door. 

As she greeted him he gave a spin of his head, flashing her a smile as he touched his moustache. “Why hello!” He exclaimed rather happily. At first glance the man seemed rather odd, a bit full of himself. He was sure to be overly dramatic as he offered her to walk into the open elevator first, following closely behind.

He stood next to her in the slow rising elevator, keeping to himself as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. He still seemed to be humming. 

Click. Click. Click

As the elevator vibrated to a halt the mage glanced up, a grin upon his face as the women next to him gasped. He readjusted himself on the handlebars, facing towards her as he tilted his head side to side. “Oh no, oh No! What are we to do!?” He said rather sarcastically. He raised a hand, pointing to the ceiling. “Unless you want to wait, there my be a way out of the top, but I wouldn’t risk it. Can’t have you dying on me!” 

The small man gave a shrug, laughing to himself. “Unless you wish to pry open these large doors here, looks like you are stuck with me!” He gave her a giggly smirk, clapping his hands together. “So why do we start with the basic?! I’m Acinarian, but I insist you call me Arc!” He wiggled onto the handlebars, resting his hands in his lap as he stared at the poor souls stuck in this elevator with him. 

@velenadra

[zarb]

By Kent MacDonald

[acinarian]

The Two Ends of the Spectrum

Acinarian sat at the table in the local place in the Underscity, his form slumped against the chair in a lazy fashion. He was bored, carelessly spinning a fork on his hand, watching the people and Forsaken mill around the large underground tunnels. He slid a hand across the air, not really caring how he looked to others. My these Wolves took their time getting to meetings. 

His attire was rather fancy, draped across his small, skinny form as he waited for his contact to arrive. His blonde hair was well kept, flowing down his shoulders and back. He was sporting a rather unusual mustache, the ends twirled. His face young but sharp, his eyes switching colors at random as he watched the people. Every few blinks the color would change completely, sometimes mixed colors.

His eyes shifted as he saw a new face step into the small room, he was fully dressed in tan, white and black. A blank faced mask covering what would have been his actual face. Four floating balls of Fel at the mans back. Arc stopped spinning the fork, rolling his eyes. This must be one of the officers from the Wolves, else he wouldn’t be so uptight. 

He watched the man as he scanned the room, the masking looking to Arc. After less then a second the man made his way to the small table, his mask watching Arc the whole time. 

“I believe you are the one named Arc, are you not?” The warlock ask, his voice smooth and charming. Arc could figure the man out faster then he would learn his name. Arc gave a large, cheeky grin. Tossing the fork carelessly out of sight. He winked, blinking to now crouch on top the table. His head tilted as he peered up at the warlock.

“I could be! But how would you know?” Arc laughed out. He quickly stood up on the table, bowing oddly to the man. “But since you guessed right on the first try I guess I could give you this one!” He grinned, blinking back to his seat, his hand waving to the other chair. “Come now, come now! Have seat! I want to hear more about these Wolves!”     

The warlock stood there for a second, no doubt thinking to himself. After a bit he moved to sit in the opposite seat, folding his hands into his lap. “Your letter informed me that you perhaps wished to join the Wolves. If you forgot my name is Lord Tendrokos Sunsworn. I am one of the officers in the guild. I already know your name.” Tendrokos kept his gaze on the mage, his mask blank as it always would be.

Arc snorted, waving a hand in the air rather dismissively. “Don’t tell me a Sunsworn is in a mercenary guild! You can do better then that!” He rocked back and forth a bit in his seat, a smile never leaving his face as he watched the man. “That’s right! Right indeed! I wish to join, but you all are probably out fight no? I don’t do fighting, how horrible!” He made a sarcastic sad face before laughing again. “You don’t perhaps have an option to work as say a interrogator? I like nothing more then to push someone until they snap!” 

Tendrokos gave a sigh as the man talked, shaking his head slightly. “I am only a Sunsworn by blood. My ideas and thoughts are without my houses influence.” He nodded as Arc mentioned an interrogator. “There is a group like that. The Seekers are a group of both interrogators and diplomats. I am the leader of that group. If you are looking for less fighting and more information gathering, I highly recommend the Seekers.”  Tendrokos sat back, probably in an attempt to be farther away from Arc. Seems he was almost scared by how crazy he seemed. 

Arc slammed his hands onto the table, creating a loud band as he stood up to look at Tendrokos. “That. Sounds. Perfect! Oh splendid, splendid!” He tilted his head at the warlock, grinning. “Which means I will have to take orders from you! I do hope you give me things to do, I hate being bored Mr. Sunsworn.” He continued to stand, causally rubbing his mustache with a smile as he waited for Tendrokos to respond. 

Tendrokos gave another small sigh, pulling out a small marking device as he tapped the area behind the ear. “If you wish to join, I expect you to respect me and the others. Especially the other officers and the General. Should you fail to do that or follow orders, you will be punished. Understand?”  His voice was calm, but stern as he expected an answer back from the rather unruly mage. 

Arc smirked, his eyes changing green as he blinked over onto the table once again, crouched, his face this time a few inches from Tendrokos face. “No worries! I always follow orders! As for respect you can expect that to. Yes indeed!” Arc understood Tendrokos motion and shifted his head to show the skin behind his ear. As Tendrokos placed the marking device on his neck, he chuckled, feeling the sting and the burn as the snowflake was branded onto his skin. After Tendrokos removed the gun, he winked, blinking back to his seat. His arms resting on the table as he looked at him once again. “So what now? Mr. Boss man?” 

Tendrokos replaced the gun back into the folds of his robe, snapping his fingers. On Arcs side of the table would appear a neatly folded tabard, fel smoke falling off it as it appeared. Tendrokos motioned to it. “That is your fangs, you are expected it wear it at all meeting or when you are representing the guild.” He tapped to his ear next. “As for your comm, I will give it to you tomorrow as I have just created a new one for the guild to use. I am releasing it tomorrow to the whole guild, you should come. Meet the others.”

Arc looked down at the tabard, his eyes wide as they now glowed blue. He picked it up, nodding with haste. “Oh lovely, lovely! This will go perfect with my robe!” He chuckled, tossing the thing over his shoulder. He folded his arms, tilting his head at the warlock. “If you say so. I’ll pop in, say my hellos. What fun, what fun! You will let me know when the real fun starts yes!?”  

Tendrokos gave a nod. “I will be sure to let you and the others know when something comes up. But I need to give you the new comm tomorrow or else I will have a hard time reaching you again.” The warlock stood up, straightening his robe before nodding to Arc. “I will see you around Arc, try to stay out of trouble.” With that Tendrokos began to fade, his body being striped away into fel as he was soon vanishing. 

Arc waved rather sarcastically at the warlock. “Bye Bye! Don’t worry about me!” He laughed as the warlock completely vanished, standing up and running out of the small room. He started humming as he slowed to a walk, bouncing around Undercity. 

Odd little man isn’t he.