Let Me Be Your Sparkle! ✨

Original Character | Affiliated with Isola Radiale |

[giltdove]

All-nighters are no joke. It's currently just after 4 pm, and Riel hasn't slept since the morning before. He's survived long enough to take the exam he was studying for—he thinks he passed it, so it was worth it—but now that the adrenaline and catastrophic amounts of caffeine are wearing off, he's in a bit of a pickle. It's... really hard to stay awake long enough to make it back to the dorm. As he's walking through the quiet halls of the university, Riel fights to keep his eyes open. It's a losing battle, but it doesn't become a real problem until he reaches the staircase to the bottom floor. One step, and he misses the second altogether. Down, down he tumbles, until he falls into an ungraceful heap at the landing. His books clatter and skid away from him, but worst of all is the immediate shooting pain that fires from his ankle up into the muscles of his leg. Well that's not good. ❝ Ahh... ❞ With clenched teeth, Riel holds his foot and rocks, hissing in discomfort. ❝ Ohhh, no, no, no... ❞

@sparklingvexation — no pain, no gain...

[sparklingvexation]

Haru was on his way back from teaching a class, so he had a towel around his shoulders, his tank top on, and a nice sweaty glistening glow to his skin. He was just turning the corner at the perfect time to see Riel go tumbling down the stairs.

Reflexively, and with impressive speed, he dashed over to the fallen student to aid him. "Ohh dear! There now, don't move it...let me help! Gotta make sure it isn't broken...!" He knelt down and reached out to him.

"May I check? I have experience with this sort of thing!"

[anghexescu]

@sparklingvexation

"You want to know about our engagement?" Klaus feels a light dust of pink shading his cheeks and ears. "I was nervous, for one. But we were introduced to each other back in high school by a mutual friend."

[sparklingvexation]

"Hehe, sounds like a reaaal true blue love story between you two!" Haru gently grabbed the straw that was in his drink and started twirling it around.

"So when's the wedding? Or are you gonna be one of those couples that stays engaged for like...30 years?"

[hollowfaith]

"My boyfriend is the one who actually does athletics," Aurelius explains while following the enthusiastic pink-haired man onto the grassy commons of a university plaza. "He's a sports instructor, so I think he's better suited for what you have in mind—ah."

He blinks as the other demonstrates an exercise routine before inviting him to join in.

"You want me to...keep you company?"

"But why..."

@sparklingvexation ໒꒱

[sparklingvexation]

"I know! I'll probably be seeing him later too~" Haru hummed cheerfully, then he whipped around to look at Aurelius in the face. Hands on his hips, and an expectant expression.

"That's riiiighht! You're always stuck in that stuffy office! You've gotta get out for at least 30 minutes a day if you wanna live a long and healthy life!" Then he slapped him on his shoulder.

"How often do you exercise?"

[hollowfaith]

Aurelius pauses in his tracks. The only reason the Hangsome hangers were still shirtless was because he didn't know how to dress them. It was also awkward to destroy them while they still had Klaus's face...

He turns, and Haru is right next to him, giving the angel an unpleasant surprise. He immediately levitates the man before hanging him off the limbs of a nearby tree by the back of his shirt.

"It isn't a topic I care to continue."

"On the other hand, you and your balloons feel full of mischief. I suggest you stay here to reflect upon your actions."

[sparklingvexation]

As Haru is levitated, his stare doesn't leave the angel's face. This wasn't the first time he'd been telekinetically moved, and it wouldn't be the last! "So, you want me to keep thinking about you?"

He isn't even bothered as he hangs off the branch of the tree. He just crosses his arms with a slight pout. "Well, I do have a lot of other things on my mind...but I can make room for a handsome guy like you!" The pout disappears and he smiles, letting the other balloons fall to the ground with a gross "SPLAT"!

"You got it boss!!"

[ilsecng]

"Huuh! I'll have to check it out, even if I don't have wavy or curly hair." his hair was thick, but it was straight with just a few baby waves.

"Have ya checked out the Star trail?" Heard you could find stuff from other worlds."

[sparklingvexation]

Haru looked back over at Ilseong then squinted, and he leaned in slightly. "Your hair...I bet we can figure out something for it too!"

Then, he leans in more. It's almost unintentional. "Ah, Star Trail? What is that?! I'm still pretty new I guess. So I don't know all of the locations here yet.."

[theohunger]

@sparklingvexation

Zodyl could not remember the last time he had purchased clothing. What he wore on a daily basis was usually made by hand from the scraped textiles that he had available. Fashion was something he deemed wasteful, a source of overconsumption. But, the weather was temperamental, and he had no intentions of freezing. His coat was missing-- replaced with a cheap rain jacket that wasn't capable of fulfilling the role of his Mishra.

He preferred not to draw any attention, especially not in a boutique like Faucher & Lace, but it was obvious that he had no idea what the hell he was doing, shopping in a place like this.

Someone was lingering nearby, presumably an employee or store model, and he speaks up bluntly:

"I don't think anything in here is going to suit me," Zodyl deadpans.

[sparklingvexation]

Haru was dressed in a light pink suit with a dark pink bow tie. Cecil had been the one to choose his outfit, of course. Now, he was working as hard as he could, trying to get customers to buy clothes or set them up for special appointments. That sort of thing!

He wanted to make Cecil happy, because when Cecil was happy, he got a lot of attention for it. That was pretty important.

So, Haru was already lingering around Zodyl, ready to STRIKE!

"Why that isn't true at all. There is something for everyone. Even if you are depressed, or emo, or something! Let's start simple...what is your favorite color? We make custom clothing tailored to everyone's needs!"

[thiefandlyre]

"Do I know? No. That's why I added 'or whatever it is.' Could be water, could be something else. Sewage, perhaps... Though it doesn't smell like it." In fact, it smells of nothing at all, not even the mildew of a drainage tunnel.

"Do you have a torch?" he asks Haru. "I used to be able to conjure balls of light, but of course, I can't do that any longer... I do have this, though." From his pocket, he pulls out a lighter and flicks it until the flame pops up.

[sparklingvexation]

Haru looked down into the hole, half of his food already eaten. "Hmm...." Then he glanced back over at Octavo. "A torch? Not at all! Carrying something like that around all the time would be pretty awkward." He twirled his chopsticks in between his fingers before taking more bites of food.

When Octavo pulls out the lighter, Haru shakes his head. "No no...it's not time for that sort of activity...but soon!" Instead of taking the lighter, Haru pulls out his phone and turns on the flashlight function.

"Hehe...."

[zenomiral]

"I suppose that is true. But I had expected no one to comment on it."

as is basic manners. alas this is a city where various people from all kinds of cultures existed, and he wasn't sure how much exactly changed here.

"I am Igor, and you ... have you been for a long time? I have a few questions."

[sparklingvexation]

"Well, that'll happen when you speak out loud. Okaayy~?" Haru warns, but it's in a friendly way. Giving advice sort of way.

"A long time? Eh...let me think for a moment..."

...Defintely not.

"Yeah, sure! Long enough! What did you wanna know?"

[sparklingvexation]

@kleinstar

Haru had been hanging off the tree branch for about an hour now. The handsome stranger had said to reflect on the situation, and so he had. His conclusion was that, he was defintely going to see that guy again!

But now he had another issue. Getting down from this tree branch! He might be able to reach back and get himself loose, but he really wanted attention and pity from someone else right now.

"Waaa....oh, hey! Yeah you!" Haru waved at a cutieful brown haired stranger as he passed below. "Mind helping me get down? Or catching me when I get myself loose? I've been stuck up here for awhile.."

[denim-bias]

[hollowfaith]

"Sensible requests," Aurelius mutters back, eyes narrowing at Haru suspiciously. "Please correct your assumptions."

"I don't have those kind of men. If that is all, I'd rather take my leave."

[sparklingvexation]

"But you just said, you had a bunch of shirtless men at home?" Haru tilted his head curiously, and innocently.

"What kind of men are they then?"

"I can't think of anything else than what I'm thinking of right now ...unless you give me more context..."

"........" He is leaning closer and closer. Waiting.

[allswell]

❛ The back... ❜ Cecil's voice trails off and a different smile takes its place: amused, as if enjoying a private joke.

❛ That is pas bon for you, monsieur. ❜ No good.

❛ You are too clean for it, yes? ❜

Seeing that Haru's claimed his first handkerchief, Cecil takes out another without protest and moves to tackle the wiping personally.

❛ It is already good that you returned on your own. I am very touched, yes? So now let me clean you, mon chéri. ❜

[sparklingvexation]

Haru stood there as Cecil wiped his face. He even relaxed pretty easily, leaning down and more into Cecil's touch. Glancing up at the other, he couldn't help but pout regardless of how relaxed he felt. Yet, the pout didn't last for too long either.

He watched Cecil carefully, then stared at him curiously. It wasn't that often that Haru remained quiet for too long.

"....So you're happy with me, right?" It might be kinda fun if he had to beg, but he was hoping that Cecil would say yes!

"I can make up for the lost time, if I have to...!"

[sparklingvexation]

Haru Sato | OFIUCO University

-He is a dance instructor that works directly with the theater department.

-However, he also has his own classes that are specifically for dance and even therapeutic exercises for injury or otherwise.

-Has the same basic positive, energetic, personality as his canon-self.

-He is also a killer.

-Surprisingly he is a hard worker despite his non-chalant additude!

-Father is a well-known business mogul who owns several movie producing companies, so he grew up rich rich. Mother passed away when he was a kid.

[blightsbite]

None of the patrons of Club Dionysius ever really has a face, at least to Vanth. They're all like one collective mass—a conglomeration of strangers, booze, and debauchery that moves to a single heartbeat of electronic bass, lost in the nightlife throes that Vanth himself is an outsider to. Partying has never once been his thing, as his over-indulgence lies elsewhere, though even that is tentatively his own. Adopted from Yophiel's preferences at best, and forced upon him at worst, for survival's sake. People don't need to dance or to imbibe to live, but just as Vanth dines on his own vices, they thrive better with it. It's what makes them so interesting to watch, he supposes, despite having no part in it. Their needs are different, but the fulfillment—maybe it's the same. When one of them branches from the hive and approaches him, Vanth doesn't think much of it. Often, those others will strike up conversations with him like he's one of the bunch. And Vanth will smile and entertain them until they realize he's not, and he's left to his own again. But this doesn't play out like those do. No, not at all. A stray beam from the nightclub's flashing lights illuminates the separating shape from the crowd; Vanth freezes at the full head of pink locks, brightened beneath its glow. At once, his gaze darts downward, searching out his face while the crowd behind him still lacks theirs. Gradually, his features register. They're not anything he recognizes. Vanth's never been more relieved to see a pair of brown, unfamiliar eyes. Still, he has less desire to hang out with this unfortunate look-alike now after he was so startled by his appearance. So he feigns disappointment, drawing a sharp, 'apologetic' sound through his teeth. ❝ Ooh, sorry, Cotton Candy. I work here... 'Fraid I can't abandon my post for you. ❞

❝ There's plenty more fish around. One of them's gotta strike your fancy, yeah? ❞

[sparklingvexation]

Right now, Haru wasn't interested in anyone else in the building. Something about the rest of them just didn't fit. They were fine or whatever, but Haru couldn't help but zero-in on Vanth. A substitute wouldn't do!

"You don't have to ...I'll just follow around and help!"

"Not really. I already looked at them all."

He stood up from his seat, still smiling. "I'll work with you all night! I don't have anything going on tommorrow, so I can be out as late as I want!" He was already picking up his own glasses; which was quite a bit. Somehow though he wasn't drunk at all.

[thiefandlyre]

"You would jump into what..?" Oh, he's run off.

In the time it takes Haru to get his food and come back, the manhole cover has been removed. It looks into a pit of inky darkness. Octavo stands beside it, still eating his pretzel, slowly savoring it. It's a pretty large pretzel. Might take him a few more minutes to finish.

"Better?" he asks. "I don't imagine you want to go down there now, though. Your food's going to get cold. You might drop it in the water, or... whatever it is."

[sparklingvexation]

Haru munched away at his food, even while staring at the open manhole. He glanced over at Octavo, then swallowed. "Water..? So you know what's down there?!" He gave the other a look.

"So, you're a tricky kind of person..."

Yet, that didn't really seem to bug him at all, he said it as a fact. He just kept eating also. "Hmm....tricky tricky."

[iclout]

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[musarchive]

Dua Lipa, "Dance The Night"

[sparklingvexation]

@copytechnique

"Hey! You!" Haru stomped closer and closer. Then he paused and glanced around erratically before turning his attention back to the teen. "Have you seen a rat anywhere? ...Kind of bony, missing a tail....and a eye? Grey fur?!"

Seriously, the first time he tries summoning the undead in this place, and it's a rat that runs away from him!