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#AETHEAR: independent & private original character rp blog for reginleif árnasdottir / lux hresvelgr. adored by thoaria. main verses include genshin, tales of symphonia, & ffvii(r). please read the rules here before interacting. do not interact with this post.
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written by thoaria. she / her. 18+.
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lux doesn’t tend to talk too loud unless she has to but despite her voice’s quietude, she has a way of making people listen / grabbing attention. she just has one of those voices that really cuts through a room no matter the volume.
@zoxto said: “finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”
one, two. one, two. kick. one, two. kick, kick. this steady rhythm of her fists and feet against the punching bag roots her in the moment and brings lux’s thoughts back from wherever demented place that they’d wandered. mostly. she certainly smiles, at least, at the grimacing of the third class soldier keeping the bag still for her. one, two. one, two, three. one, two.
the bag swings too much, and lux realizes that the other soldier’s arms had gone slack. she glances around the bag. it appears as if he’s spotted someone behind her. normally her ears would catch such things, but ...
“ finish what you’re doing, we have to talk. ”
not even the decency to say hi first, huh ? lux gestures to the soldier and he takes hold of the bag once more, allowing her to get in a few more swings, for just a few more annoying seconds. when she’s done and nods to the kid, he reaches for a towel and water bottle and hands it over.
“ thanks. ” she smiles, then spares reno a glance as she takes a sip of water. the situation sounded serious if he was interrupting her training like this. not to mention ... her gaze slides back to the soldier. he doesn’t seem too comfortable around reno at all. no surprise there. “ you don’t have to stick around. go work on what we talked about, okay, kiddo ? ” she sets about wiping at her face with the towel as he all but scurries away.
“ what is it ? ” any softness that had been in her tone when she’d spoken to the cadet vanishes, replaced by cool regality. “ a new mission ? ”
more random dialogue prompts ,
“why do you have that look on your face?”
“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”
“what have you done to yourself?”
“did you do something different with your hair?”
“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”
“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”
“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”
“there’s something wrong with me.”
“no, i don’t hate you.”
“hey stupid.”
“we’re aren’t them.”
“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”
“you know you’re wrong.”
“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”
“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”
“what makes me so special?”
“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”
“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”
“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”
"how about we don’t do that.”
“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”
“you’re the worst.”
“i don’t need you right now.”
“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”
“i thought you were supposed to call me.”
“take my hand.”
“i need you.”
“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”
“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”
“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”
“why won’t you tell me what happened?”
“you don’t know what this means to me.
“i know it doesn’t make sense.”
“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”
“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”
“your voice is putting me to sleep.”
“did you find what you were looking for?”
"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”
“well, i guess that’s broken.”
“i thought it was part of the act.”
“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”
“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”
“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”
“how could you do this to me?”
“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”
“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”
“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”
“people think i’m weird.”
“i think i’m losing myself again.”
“you can’t be here.”
“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”
“do you know what today is?”
“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”
“i need to get out.”
“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”
“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”
“you gonna eat that?”
“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”
“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”
“we’ll never make it in time.”
“you’d be late for your own funeral.”
“you should have seen it coming.”
“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”
“why can’t you just be happy for me?”
“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”
“is this how you flirt with everyone?”
“how much longer till we’re there?”
“what have you done?”
“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”
“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”
“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”
“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”
“i never want to hear you say that again.”
“you’re all i have.”
“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”
“i was doing so well until you showed up.”
“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”
“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”
“how can you stand this place?”
“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”
“you need to stop.”
“i don’t like that look, what happened?”
“is that seriously your password?”
“what’s your problem?”
“you had no right to use it without asking.”
“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”
“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”
“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”
“why do you want to help me?”
“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”
“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”
“hey, look what came in the mail!”
“do you want to get a drink or something?”
“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”
“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”
“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”
“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”
“you need to leave.”
“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”
“i do blame you.”
“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”
“you’re no longer useful to me.”
“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”
i think that a very important distinction to make for lux is that she is more of a protector than a nurturer, even though she expresses a deep care for the ones that she loves. so, yes, she will patch people up, because that’s what you do for people you love and care for, but she’d rather not be viewed in that way if it comes with the added connotation that she’s delicate and unable to do more than heal. she’d rather be seen as a protector, someone fighting on the frontlines and keeping her allies from coming under fire.
this lends to her battle style. when she’s on her own, she’s reckless, powerful, tearing through enemies. when she’s with others, she’s casting barrier and haste, taking hits for them and dishing out massive damage. she can fill either dps or tank roles, but never purely one or the other. her offensive materia is of the wind, fire, and lightning varieties. she has healing materia to use in a pinch, though it’s not her preferred role on the battlefield.
@asterites said: ‘ there is no pain like the pain of transformation. ’
the glaive offers up a grin, though it quickly dissipates and all that is left is a small frown. if the world could be as lux wanted it, she’d want nothing more than for stella to not feel pain --- whether she speaks of herself or someone else in this moment --- too much had the ( former ) princesses of tenebrae been through.
“ yes. ” to the side, eyes drift, recalling the path that had led lux to the here and now. “ if only we lived in a world that didn’t force people to become things they are not. then ... we could do away with so much pain. ”
one of my favorite lux hairstyles right here
@zoxto said: ❛ is there something you’d like to tell me ? ❜
perhaps it’s the way she starts to feel herself slipping, but reno isn’t as scary as he used to be. as if the “ rational ” part of her brain that tells her to run when he draws near has been worn away by the deterioration that has started to set in. the sight of any child or adolescent coming within a ten foot radius of him still puts her on edge, though, gets her reaching for a weapon. lux doesn’t expect for it to be called out, it’s so common an action made by her. maybe he’s feeling testy today. maybe something in her expression had been different. it’s become harder and harder to regulate such things ...
“ let’s see ... what isn’t there to tell ? ” mako - eyes fix on him like a predator locking onto prey, lips twisting into a smirk. lay a hand on any of those adolescents and i’ll kill you right here and make it look like an accident. “ how about ... oh. i really just don’t like you. hope that satisfies your curiosity. ”
i need to specify it in her ffvii bio but she’s a first by crisis core, just after genesis deserts.
FFVII HC 001: SOLDIER PROPAGANDA.
when lux initially rose to the rank of first class, shinra had already laid out the sort of personality they were to present to the outward world in her photoshoots --- the kind matron that rallied candidates to do shinra’s bidding, cared for their wounds, sang their worries away after a long fight. a true lady. blood is only meant to stain her hands if it’s for the sake of nurturing. these early photoshoots for first class soldier lucifer were rife with such imagery.
it was at complete odds with lux’s personality.
happy to be in the limelight, she basked in it for a while, but when the pomp and characterization of her as something ... delicate became too much, lux knew what she had to do. following a mission to slay a dragon that had been terrorizing the plains just outside midgar, lux carries its massive body back into the city and drops it into the background of a news broadcast wherein she then cuts its head from its body and smiles wickedly into the camera.
at first, of course, the display is met with alarm and the footage is cut from shinra’s broadcasting networks. however, as all footage with even an ounce of potential for virality is, it’s saved before it can be taken off the air and uploaded illegally to various sites and reported on by many. it verily should’ve gotten lux sent home from shinra hq in a body bag ( well, had she anyone to return to ). but, instead, shinra’s pr team decided to capitalize on the opportunity, especially in the wake of the recent desertion, to redefine her entire image. gone was the nurturing matron and in her place was the woman who would come to be known as the lady king, the morning star, the burning one, the lioness.
in celebration of this, a sort of “ debut ” photobook was put together, titled the crowning of the lady king. inside is an artful reimagining of lux cutting the dragon’s head free. on one page, standing before the body, surrounded by downed soldiers, she holds the head high. donned in shimmering silver armor, her signature claymore skofnung in the other hand, she gives that same wicked grin. on the mirroring page, lux crushes the head beneath her heel, extending a hand to a fallen soldier that has kneeled before her. they clasp forearms as if she’s helping him to his feet, a slight smirk on her lips. another page shows her wrenching a king’s crown from the “ lifeless ” fingers of another soldier. the cover photo shows her crowned with a pair of lionesses at her sides, seconds and thirds in ranks and files behind.
there also exists several pages of lux in formal garb, akin to this.
the photobook was met with much praise and sales reached the millions, leading to shinra’s acceptance of this persona. they spun the tale of a fisherman’s daughter joining the soldier program after the death of her family and becoming the lady king into an epic to inspire others to rise from their “ meager ” roots to become something more.
while lux doesn’t agree with the purpose of her image being used, she is at the very least grateful that she’s not being forced to conform to shinra’s expectations in at least one capacity, and can hopefully encourage a generation of young girls that they can grow up to be anything they wish. they don’t need to be the damsel, they can be the hero.
also, there’s at least one photo of lux flexing her arm rosie the riveter style floating around that’s used in a very similar manner, except it’s to join soldier / fill other roles at shinra.
i have a hc to write but i’m out :////
THE WITCHER 3 | CIRI
“ i went through the soldier process and all i got was super strength and these glowy eyes. 3 / 10, not all that worth it. ”
Every time I see your ooc tag I just
🎶 castaways~ we are castaways~ ahoy there ~ ahoy~ we are castaways~ 🎶
smiles and nods because that's definitely exactly the reference i was going for
THE LADY KING // endless edits ( 1 / ?? )
alt fc acquired thank you ciri very cool
