Divine

One day they'll realize, they were meant to to be ruled ♔

[eoxyuri-blog]

. = Come Be a Loser = .

[advwonpil-blog]

ace was always a curious little fellow, and even more so when it came to things in the sense of music. and even more so than that because it came down to his music room, one of which he dedicated as a second home here in school aside from his dorm for the residency of his school life. now her fingers were dancing across the keys of the piano in such a way he knew, as many would stand in awe to watch several days when he did so, in both piano and guitar, and almost any other instrument he would pick up. though this woman – it was in such a sense that the music touched her. something that he had known for years – but only thought it was applicable to himself. it was amazing to see from the outside looking in.

and then came the vocals. he could hear from the outside, a trained ear to the music as the random pieces were placed together in such a way that it seemed almost angelic. he had made sure that he wasn’t pressed completely against the door, but it seemed that as the song came to an end, he had leaned too close and the door creaked ever so slightly. his head ducked from the window out of instinct, only to peek up after a few moments when he felt was most safe, watching as her eyes watched back toward the sheet stand on the piano. and then, he decided, was when he would make his move.

apollo had no trouble slipping in. the double doors were something he would slip in and out on several occasions a day, both during and after and often before school as well. he slipped between the doors and gave a charming smile to the woman he felt would turn around, as her attention would undoubtedly be pressed to the door now after the encounter. his back pressed against the doors for a moment to assure their closure, tilting his head as he glanced at the piano and then at the woman sat in front of it. he had known the woman for a while now, but never to the extent of her hobbies – and this was, without a doubt, interesting. 

“hiya, luv. i saw you storm out at the meeting and i just wanted to check up on you – it seems my best friend has calmed you, though.” he cooed, stepping forward to show that he wasn’t trying to trap her inside or anything of the likes. “you’ve a talent, ri.” 

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Yuri froze, completely. The piano made an abrupt cluster of harsh notes as she slammed her fingers down on the keys to end the song, a song she hadn’t even begun properly when a smooth male voice spoke up behind her. Whipping around, the first thing she caught sight of was the blur of pink hair, and then the chiseled form of none other an Apollo Lee, the high priest of fraxinus and representative of the council. He stood before her and how he slipped past her weary senses put her in a state of disbelief, but she tried not to dwell on it too much.

“Apollo,” Yuri spoke calmly, eyes narrowing down into thin slits as she glared at the man before her, a touch of venom in her words in unappreciativeness at being disturbed. Her eyes traveled slowly from Apollo to the piano and back again as she thought, her expression unreadable as she tucked a loose strand of velvety hair behind her ear.

“A talent? Ha, you mean something that nearly everyone can do?” She asked, a  twitch of a smirk lifting on her lips as she raised an eyebrow at the pink-haired male. She was in a state of denial, that was for sure, plus the fact that she didn’t like it when others disturbed her peace. Swinging her legs over the side of the piano bench, she turned to face him fully and placed her hands delicately on the tops of her knees. Her gaze ran up and down the cocky bastard as she finally stood up, one swift motion and a few strides later earning a placement in front of him.

“Although I bet you say that to a lot of people, trying to get them in your little club.” She turned her head to the side as she placed a hand lightly on her hip, leaning on one leg. Her eyes didn’t hold the original sense of a calm before a storm, more like a hint of amusement at his actions and persona, amusement at where this was going to lead.

“So tell me, Apollo, what are you trying to do?” 

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. = Come Be a Loser = .

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He waited for her to head out, and did so as well, following a while backward, but not hesitating to have a few conversations with some people, as stalking did seem a bit weird to him. Once he had finished with his talking to the other people, he would head down the hall, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his slacks whilst his eyes scanned the hallway for any traces as to where the woman had gone. 

When he had thought he had failed with no avail, his eyes scanned to his home – the music room. An eyebrow raised as he peeked through the windows of the double doors of the entrance, watching as she sat down at the piano bench. He pursed his lips, hoping that she wouldn’t take out her anger out on the keys of his club’s piano, as he would have to reprimand the third year and whatnot – but he knew that she wouldn’t. She had other ways of destruction through her element and she would most definitely not do it to something she knew belonged to someone else – or at least he hoped.

So now all he could do was wait. 

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She sat there in silence a with her hands pressed against the bench, pushing her up slightly. Her uniform was pristine against her back, showing how nerve-wracked and taut she was as she slightly ducked her head. Her cool gaze had returned to her features, but she still held the same contemplating expression that shone in the back of her eyes.

Bringing her hands up to the keys, she was surprisingly delicate as the pads of her fingers brushed lightly against the glossy plastic, a light breath running past her lips as she breathed in slowly. A calming effect began to take over her as she lightly, almost barely, pressed down on one of the keys and a ringing high tone was heard. It echoed throughout the silence of the room for a few moments, before another note was played, this time deeper. Yuri kept doing this as she picked up speed, and in a matter of minutes a smooth melody was playing in the background. Eyes flickered left and right as she kept with the pace, fingers flying across the white and black patterns in an effort to create music, and in no time Yuri felt a small smile creep onto her face. She was feeling much better, that was for, much better indeed. She decided to take it a step further by opening her mouth wider and allowing a series of scales to follow. She kept at it like his until the different notes began to transform into words, a random song being pieced together by her mind.

Her voice was that of an angel, if you could compare to something she definitely wasn’t, and her voice seemed to dip up and down in perfect harmony with the piano, both being crystal clear in sound and spectrum. As Yuri finally ended her song, though, she thought she heard a creak behind her and immediately whipped around, god forbid there was someone who knew of what she did during her alone time. Glancing around, nobody seemed to be in the room, but a flash of bright pink from the double-door windows caught her attention as she snapped her head towards to exit. Eyeing them carefully for a few seconds, waiting to see if anyone looked inside, Yuri eventually came to the conclusion that no one was there and turned back to the piano, hands resuming their positions on the keys. This time though, her ears were trained not on the music but behind her, focused on if there was to be any new sounds.

[eoxyuri-blog]

. = Come Be a Loser = .

@eollo

Yuri bit the inside of her cheek, teeth digging into the soft flesh as she narrowed her eyes into slits. Her gaze drilled itself into the wall, nothing but malice and cursings filling it, and crackles of lightning beginning to rain through her iris. She hated it, hated them. Elders would make a short matter of it, saying to not be bothered by such teasings and scold, if you could call it that, those who would do such tributaries, but Yuri wasn't having any of it.

It hurt her pride, technically speaking it hurt her pride as of the moment. Yuri had always known went to keep her cool, winning debates through logic and reason whilst deterring the enemy from the goal using malicious vocabulary. But as soon as the words “You’re nothing but a Solus” left her opposition's lips, they knew they were in trouble.

As soon as the meeting had dispersed, uneasiness in the air as Yuri kept her glare trained on the offender, she had immediately made her way to the music room in the west wing that, thankfully in the moment, was one of the only rooms in the area. It was there that Yuri went occasionally in times of stress and need to think things over, seeing as it was always so quiet. She didn’t necessarily contribute to the musical arts at the school herself, but she did know how to play piano and guitar quite well.

So here Yuri sat, back facing the two double doors that exited out into the hallway. Arms crossed over her chest, she nibbled her bottom lip and furrowed her eyebrows downwards, thinking of what she could do to get back at her opposer. Maybe electrocute them while they would be swimming? Or maybe she could just zap them in the face? There were endless possibilities, but as of right now Yuri couldn’t seem to focus on anything.

“I swear...” She muttered low under her breath as she stood up from her chair. She hadn’t calmed down, though, smoke was practically coming out of her ears and she knew that she had to calm down or she would probably put a hole in the wall. Gazing around the room, her eyes caught a single black piano that had been stuffed in the corner, the sunlight that shone in through the windows creating a glossy effect. Eyes trained on it, her legs moved almost on their own as she neared the instrument, a single hum falling from her lips.

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