l u k a.

so don't treat me bad if you're feeling sad, alright?

[lukaramircz]

andrei-soto​:

“Relax, I’m not here to harass you or anything.”  Andrei retorted, pointing at the gold thorns around his neck, resting a shoulder against the rec room entrance.  The guy probably got that shit enough from masters and mistresses that Andrei saw no reason to add to it personally.  He gestured the same hand lazily at the books the other man was reading.  “I was wondering if I could steal one of those.  I was reading it last time we were all out of our cells.”

“you sure?” luka quipped back, eyes dragging up from his book and up the others figure now. when his eyes fell on the golden thorns he pursed his lips. luka bared silver himself. “this one? you were reading the hunger games?” when luka saw them he made sure he snatched all three at once. they were one of his favorite book series. “you uh...sure i guess.” luka agreed, closing the book after a moment of thought. “but you owe me,” he teased, extending it towards the other. “just don’t um...tell anyone i gave it to you though, okay? i kinda...took that from the library and didn’t you know..check it out.”

[lukaramircz]

bijovx​:

『 — “ oh, so we DO have a thief here. one that continues to repeat an offense than got him sent to a hell hole for the rest of his life. most likely, i mean i should’ve learned by now assuming anything about you is not the best thing to do. but isn’t that interesting? with even better reason it is that i feel you should be punished for your sins. “ bijou forms a small ‘o’ with his lips while being questioned in return & it’s honestly laughable that this cowardly criminal would insult him by assuming he’d stolen the crop that he continued to toy around with between his digits. one thing is to steal like he did in the past, while a completely different one is to ask for something to be borrowed until he got bored of said item & he would give it back. so he can only chuckle at the fact that he feels like doubting him & he strikes against his cheek with the end of the crop, knowing that he would at least have to cover that with makeup as it’d quickly bloom with a bright shade of red. “ golden necklace. you should be careful with what you say to me, because it is obvious that i don’t give a fuck about who i have standing in front of me. i’m a little bitch who fights. i have as much authority as i want to. so… shall we continue with this punishment lesson to you, pretty boy? maybe you should start getting down to your knees. “;; 』

“listen i really don’t care how you feel--” luka pretty much spat out in annoyance at the other slave. weren’t all slaves supposed to be on each others sides? why was this one trying to punish him when it wasn’t his place. “did you end up on the wrong side of things or something? trying to - to prove that you can handle being with the big dogs?” he didn’t even know what to say to this guy, and the more time that was passing by was leaving luka even more uneasy staring at him fiddle with the leather crop between his fingers. in a split second luka was staring wide eyed at the man before him. completely shocked with the pain blossoming throughout his cheek. luka quickly raised a hand and pressed his palm against the raising welt. “you don’t - y-you don’t get to - to do that you...” luka was at a loss for words. but he didn’t move. he simply held his ground, glaring at the other now. “you don’t...” surely someone would stop this guy, right? but then his book stash would be compromised... “you’re not above me.” he finally composed himself, swallowing thickly. “so...just go. please.”

[lukaramircz]

briarfm​:

‘ not in the mood, luka, ’ she retorts, as she let’s out a deep breath of SMOKE. hues mostly directed to those around them, regardless of the little literature adventure the other was on. she was in need of someone who could give her SOLACE. marks crawling up her leg from a previous master, thinking it be lovely to leave their play toy bruised. yet, she didn’t seem to care. she enjoyed it, as it gave her this sense of numbness. taking another hit of the cigarette, she moved to tap the ashes out in the ashtray nearby. 

hazel hues floating down toward the other, as he seemed slightly bothered by her standing over him. she bent down, giving him some peace of mind. ‘ uncomfortable ? you should be a little MORE courteous given I have not said anything to the guards about your little book collection, but I don’t take myself for a snitch. not, when it involves a fellow human, ’ she informs, ‘ but, may I ask what literature adventure are you on today ? mobby dick, jeckle & hyde, ulysses ? ’

“smoking is gonna kill you faster than the masters do,” but maybe that’s what she wanted. who exactly wanted to be in the position the both of them found theirselves in? a life sentence simply for being human. his eyes drifted down the others form and took note of the marks that were scattered about her legs, lips pursing. if only he could be that lucky to bare marks like that. it was clear he wasn’t going to be reading in peace so the human shut his book and tucked it under his thigh, the other behind his back, and one resting on the table. 

he stared at her with annoyance etching into his face as she bent down to his level like she was talking to a small child. “i’d hope not...i’d never snitch on you.” luka wouldn’t be a tattle tale unless it benefited him somehow. he scoffed softly, shaking his head. “none of those...a little more current. people are sent to their death to fight for bragging rights for their district and prizes. only one survives and takes it all--the hunger games. you’ve heard of it right? barbaric society, really.”

[lukaramircz]

bijovx​:

『 — “ my, my, oh my, “ bijou pronounces those words in a very soft, but equally mocking tone of voice while waggling one of his fingers at the incident that’s unfolding right before his eyes & that should not go unpunished according to his own standards. “ so please correct me if i’m wrong, because even geniuses like me can make foolish mistakes, but isn’t it against this fine establishment’s rules to take books from the library, unless you’re reading them right there ? i wouldn’t have taken you for a criminal, but then again… why are you here? wouldn’t be surprised if you were charged for murder or something like that. it’s always the most boring looking ones… “ he abruptly interrupts his train of thoughts by clapping the palm of his hands together & then points at the other one with an item he’d been toying around as discreetly as he could with its length: a leather crop. “ i found this by chance, so let’s agree to something. i promise not to tell anyone about your C R I M E, if you allow me to punish you. it’s a fair deal, don’t you agree ? so shall we ? ;; 』

“would you just...shut it? seriously...” luka snapped the book shut, lips pursing as he glanced around looking for someone waiting to pull him out of the room. who was this guy? luka’s eyes focused on the other in a glare as the other recited the rules to him in a way where he wasn’t explaining them, but questioning at the same time. he wouldn’t crack under pressure this time. he planned to keep a straight face as long as he could stand to with some jerk standing there making it painfully obvious he broke a rule. “i stole from a fae,” luka corrected, ignoring that he’d hit it spot on with the murder. no one expected the ones that didn’t look to be the type to kill someone--but he was essentially thrown in on counts of stealing. suddenly he was faced with an object being pointed at him. “wait what?” the human puffed out in slight shock. he certainly wasn’t expecting this and it caught him off guard. “pretty sure you’re not supposed to have th-that either so...and you’re a uh...you’re a rose like me. you don’t have the authority.” luka stammered out, but still tried to be firm. a punishment? what was he going to do? make him drop his pants and hit him with the toy a few times right there?

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[lukaramircz]

"you know...i’m minding my own business...so maybe you can i dunno...mind yours too?” luka was trying to enjoy the books he smuggled out of the library, but it was harder to do it discreetly without people wondering why he had like three of them. especially since he wasn’t in his cell for the time being, but tucked away in one of the rec rooms. “you’re makin’ me uncomfortable...” he murmured, glancing up and away from the person. “at least sit down or something like a normal person...and not...hover over me.”

[bob-belcher]

[roulliers-deactivated20200817]

“Now, I don’t usually care for anyone’s opinion,” Juliet started off quite loudly towards the person nearest whom she could find close to her usual table at the garden. She fluttered her bright brown eyes pleadingly towards them as though the next question were simply casual conversation. After all, this fae was never one for subtlety. But many a stupid humans from Hollywood had fallen prey to her naturally demure looks. “But what would be more effective in murder? Poison in a cup? A knife to the back? Theoretically, of course.”

It was not like she was going to murder anybody. That would be absurd! Imagine all the blood she has to wash off. 

[lukaramircz]

“you’re asking me?” the human asks, glancing around to make sure no one else was keyed into the woman and what she just asked him. what would be more effective in murder? luka let out a nervous laugh, straightening up in his seat before clearing his throat. could she sense he’d killed someone before and witnessed some bloodshed in his short 21 years of life? “a bullet to the head is the most effective,” he replied just as casually before shrugging his shoulders as if he hadn’t done exactly that. “a knife....and m-maybe not to the back, but across the throat...ear to ear.” 

[malcolmgallagher-deactivated202]

A week in solitary confinement had been rough. It was his first time to be punished in that way, and it was certainly worse than he had imagined. Not that Malcolm really learned his lesson, when did he ever? But it did inspire him to at least keep his head down, to try and avoid confrontation. Though, he did feel like most of the time, problems found him. He sat in one of the few alcoves the garden had to offer, a book from the library keeping him entertained for the time being. Feeling eyes on him, Malcolm feels on edge, not looking up as he says, “If you’re gonna stare, you can at least do the polite thing and say something.”

[lukaramircz]

“heard you were in uh...solitary...” luka spoke softly, soft blue hues observing the other. the human wasn’t the violent type unless provoked to be. sometimes he had a sharp tongue, and could be rather deceitful at times but other than that he was pretty agreeable and docile. “was it everything you could have dreamed for and more?” he asks, “i think i’d like it. but maybe not...i - i don’t know...i do like attention, but i don’t like too many people.” the human rambled. 

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