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When youāre walking through the mall and your girl finds a store with a sale
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"SeƱor Lewis...?" Dulce called out as she drifted down one long hallway, fiddling nervously with her braid. "SeƱor Lewis, are you here?" ((Also I'm sorry I lost our other thread :C))
The ghost in question popped his head from one of the few doors that led to the hallway, and glanced over at her. Heād been sitting around in the library, reading one of his favourite books, for a while; which was something he usually did to pass the time here. āHmm?ā
"Oh! Umā¦.w-well, noā¦" Dulce lied, looking to the side. Yes, something had happened, but she couldnāt say what. Lewis wouldnāt get tangled up in danger if he didnāt know about it, right?Ā
"I justā¦.get worriedā¦.sometimesā¦." More avoided eye contact, and the little spirit fiddled with the hem of her shawl. "I get scared that my friend willā¦.disappear, andā¦" She shrugged, and risked a glance up at the taller ghost. "I justā¦wanted to make sure you hadnāt."
He walked into the hallway to stand in front of her. "Hey, don't worry, we won't disappear," he said, offering her a friendly expression. He was very familiar with that feeling. Lewis used to feel like that way all the time after he'd finally made some friends here.
"Tell you what. Cuando--Whenever you're feeling upset, come look for me. Or any of us, yeah?"
itās alright because iām with friends
Arthur whimpered, stepping closer to Lewis. Being closer to him made him feel even safer.Ā
"One doesn't simply escape my possession. He was lucky, and that fact that he's still alive is an embarrassment. Besides, he was dead the moment I possessed him. I'm simply here to finish the job." He hissed, angrily. "Now, seeing as you won't move, I'll just have to make my own path..." He grinned wickedly, and in a flash of speed, dashed around Lewis towards Arthur.
As quickly as he could, he grabbed the entity from the first place he could reach, and, with all his strength, he tried to hold it back. "Arthur, run!" he ordered, worried. Maybe he could buy him sometime in order to let him escape and hide.
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Lewis (flashyflashy GIF warning) by ajatusvaras
"SeƱor Lewis...?" Dulce called out as she drifted down one long hallway, fiddling nervously with her braid. "SeƱor Lewis, are you here?" ((Also I'm sorry I lost our other thread :C))
The ghost in question popped his head from one of the few doors that led to the hallway, and glanced over at her. Heād been sitting around in the library, reading one of his favourite books, for a while; which was something he usually did to pass the time here. āHmm?ā
"SeƱor Lewis!" The relief was audible in the little ghostās voice, and color flashed across her skull in a short-lived smile. "Usted estĆ” bien!" Dulce seemed to catch herself, and quickly reigned in her emotions. "I mean, of course youāre okayā¦" She cleared a throat he didnāt have anymore. "Umā¦lo siento, I justā¦.needed to make sure you were. Okay, that is.ā
"I don't... Why wouldn't I be?" he asks, a bit confused. "Has something happened?" Oh, no. Had the beat ghosts pulled a prank on her or something of the like? He certainly hoped they hadn't; she hadn't been here for long, after all, and he didn't want her to feel unwelcomed.
"Fuck its you I hate the most."
Arthur is such a cutie pie, I have so much fun drawing him even if they are just small doodles, but these here are just meĀ practisingĀ him and a cartoonish style.Ā
My favourite doodles are the ones on the left with the finger pointing and Arthur happily chilling out with music I love the headcannonwherehepossiblychillswithouthisarmandjusthimsingingtomusicunawareofeverything and well the one where hes scared shitless and pointing omg that turned out well for me, just as I pictured it.
Anyway, have fun with the drawingsĀ ; vĀ ;
Arthur smiled at his friend, truly grateful. "Lewis.." He said softly. "T-Thank you..." He sniffled. He suddenly felt much safer, and his anxiety died down. He would be okay. He trusted Lewis to protect him.
The mist laughed. "Oh, he doesn't deserve it? He murdered you!! Whether it was his own choice or not, he is the one that killed you. Now, I will not ask again." He growled. "MOVE!!" He yelled, slithering foreward. "I'm not doing it for simple fun... I have my reasons. He simplyĀ needsĀ to die."
"What reasons might those be, then?" he asked, frowning. What reasons had the other to hurt him? Had they known each other in the past? Had something happened between the two of them that now was triggering this feeling of rage in the other? "I'm not going to step aside and let you hurt Arthur--Besides, he didn't kill me. You did. You possessed him and forced him to push me off that cliff. You're the one to blame."
Bought new alpacasso, but Iāve never seen that alpaca before⦠Itās Makiba no Kids Alpacasso, but there is no pink alpaca with red hat and strawberries. Itās a fake or not? /)°^°(\
"SeƱor Lewis...?" Dulce called out as she drifted down one long hallway, fiddling nervously with her braid. "SeƱor Lewis, are you here?" ((Also I'm sorry I lost our other thread :C))
The ghost in question popped his head from one of the few doors that led to the hallway, and glanced over at her. Heād been sitting around in the library, reading one of his favourite books, for a while; which was something he usually did to pass the time here. āHmm?ā
(( Hello peeps! Sorry I haven't been here lately--It mostly was because I wanted to focus on roleplaying in my other account. But it also was because of the holidays (Christmas & New Year's). But Anyway, I'm back now I guess. Feel free to send me asks or post a starter if you want. ))
Sorry I havenāt been making much LewisxVivi art lately, hereās a little something to make up for it. TIME FOR SOME FEELS! (;w;)/
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With great caution, he picked him up and glanced around. Where was the nearest hospital, anyway? He wouldnāt let Arthur die, that was for sure. āI know. Iām sorry, bud, but please hold on; try to stay awake, youāre going to be alright,ā he told him soothingly, making his way towards where he thought the nearest hospital was, as fast as he could trying not to cause him any discomfort.
Arthur clings onto him the entire way, trying to gather his thoughts in an attempt to distract himself from falling asleep. All he can remember correctly is tripping, andā¦Ā
Falling into the stupid heap of scrap metal behind the shop. He had been doing some work on the roof, adjusting theĀ KingsmenĀ inĀ Kingsmen Mechanics,Ā and he took a wrong step and landed himself in the worst possible spot. Now, he was cut deeply in several places.
Not the best reality, but one keeping him from passing out.Ā
As he did every day, Lewis had decided to visit his friends to hang out with them for a while; first visiting Vi and next Arthur. But unfortunately, once he arrived at the shop, the sight that greeted him had not been one that he was used to seeing at all. At first he just stood there silently, startled, unsure of what to do. Arthur was buried in a pile of scrap metal, covered in blood; and his next reaction was the logic one--to check how bad the injuries were.
While on their way to the hospital, Lewis kept talking to him about, well, anything he could think of, trying to not let him to fall unconscious, just in case. He didn't really know what else to do, so bringing him there was the most logical thing he could think of at that moment.
Once they arrived, he let the nurses and doctor take care of him and tend to his wounds, and in the meanwhile he gave Vivi a ring to tell her about what had happened. Now the best thing he could do was wait and hope he'd be alright, and that he hadn't arrived too late. Arthur had lost quite a lot of blood, after all.
Arthur whimpered, trying to take deep breathes and calm down. He was okay, Lewis would protect him, he had to calm down before he had a major anxiety attack. Calm down, calm down. He told himself this repeatedly, watching the mist with shaky eyes full of fear.
"Who am I...?" The mist hissed, it's voice sounding like it was inside their minds. "I'm... someone special..." It laughed, and the ground shook ever so slightly. "Move out of the way ghost boy, and I won't make your undead life any harder than it already is. Of course it's nice seeing you though, seeing what I did to you. It's beautiful, my handiwork. I'm rather proud of how you turned out. Too bad little scaredy-pants here had to ruin the fun and tell you what happened. I would've loved to see you torture him, kill him slowly... But alas, it seems I'll have to kill him myself." The mist moved forward, getting taller as it formed a human body shape. Red eyes flickered to life where the head was. "It's time for him to suffer his fate." It hissed loudly.
"I'd say 'over my dead body', but... you know. Anyway, still, I won't even let you touch him, no matter how hard you try, so you better leave," he said calmly, his hair begining to flame like fire, and he stayed right where he was without taking a single step back. He didn't feel intimidated in the slightlest by the odd entity. "And I'm guessing you're doing all of this out of fun, right?" Lewis tch'ed and shook his head. "Whatever it is you had planned on doing to him, he doesn't deserve it."
"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?" (( Hi!! I hope this is alright? :? ))
Arthur sputters, choking back a few more sobs of pain. He manages to nod, shutting his eyes tight. āIt⦠Hurtsā¦ā he coughs out, clinging onto Lewisā sleeve with what little strength he has at the moment. He canāt even remember why heās bleeding, but he is, and heās bleeding aĀ lot. He whimpers softly, trying his damnedest to do as Lewis says and stay awake.
With great caution, he picked him up and glanced around. Where was the nearest hospital, anyway? He wouldnāt let Arthur die, that was for sure. āI know. Iām sorry, bud, but please hold on; try to stay awake, youāre going to be alright,ā he told him soothingly, making his way towards where he thought the nearest hospital was, as fast as he could trying not to cause him any discomfort.