#a-loyal-suitor

[malo-de-vigny]

...now I want to throw Alois some flower............ Let's not do it. 

[malo-de-vigny]

to a loyal suitor (let's see if it works)

*Alois did not speak, but wept, Malo has seen it. Using his residual energy shook his head slightly. Wrapped his arms tightly around his friend. The blood flowed steadily, his breathing became balanced. The musician closed his eyes. But! He did not died. He fell asleep.*

[malo-de-vigny]

ooc,

ooc: I must go off for a while . :l Sorry Alois but keep your eyes on Malois, her dad is coward and feels awkward. Buuuuuuut I'll come back later if you guys stays!

[malo-de-vigny]

I thought you hate other Alois and despise them

Who said that? It’s untrue. I love my Alois and I adore the other one, besides I have a friend and he is also Alois. I’m in the heaven.

[malo-de-vigny]

i can't find Danny boo bo and loyal Alois. Where are they?

ooc: Sadly me neither. Perhaps they are busy or they took few days away from this freaking place. Tumblr is full of shitty drama and people are getting sick of it. Nevertheless, I hope they’re fine.

[tormented-or-insane-archived]

Surprise Me

Alois steps tottered with slight distraction down the hall, his eyes bent on his work. He need to answer that letter to Monsieur de Vigny soon… The poor man wasn’t even thinking as he stepped into the dimly lit hall. In his musings, he didn’t see the little white light or hear the tiny patter of ghostly footsteps, but he did notice the flutter of curtains, which drew his gaze reluctantly to the window. “Mon deiu… Who would have left this open…?” he murmured, fumbling about for the latch and successfully locking it. The nobleman shook his head and began to turn, but looked up through the window one last time.

A face stared back at him.

With a sharp breath through the nose, Alois jerked back, his heart jumping into his throat. He rubbed a hand quickly over his eyes and looked again. To his surprise and relief, there was no face there now. But he could have sworn…

"Non, it is just the night. Darkness is the devil’s playground…" Shaking his head of the odd vision, Alois continued walking, unable to ignore the feeling that someone, or perhaps more disturbing, something was following him.

Alois closed the door to his study with a soft click, taking a seat in his large chair by the open fire. Several minutes passed, and with the heat of the flames wafting gently over his hair and face, the lids of his eyes began to droop. The thought of that face in the window had all but disappeared by now, to be replaced with the face of his angel Alison. A smile of pure joy began to spread across the blonde’s features as he slowly slipped into slumber…

Ping.

With a jerk and a sudden intake of air, Alois opened his eyes, sitting up in his chair, turning to the piano in the corner of the room. It had been months since he’d last played it, let alone opened the cover, as he’d been far too busy with other matters to pay heed to it. But his ears had heard it plainly, a single note had flown from that piano! That could not have been his imagination, could it? Hesitation kept him from wanting to move, but curiosity forced his hand (or better yet, his feet) into action, and he carefully stood, shuffling towards the instrument.

A hand slapped to the back of his neck as something pricked there, something oddly wet, but it was the wrong feel for water. Alois pulled his hand back, eyes widening and breath hitching in his throat as he realized what now was smeared across his palm. Blood. In one quick and desperate thrash, the man whipped out a handkerchief and scrubbed violently at the mark, but no matter how he tried or how raw his skin became, he could not remove the spot.

Without warning, music began thundering from the piano, its cover flying open and keys possessed by some demon as they clanged and tore at the strings. The windows clattered before bursting wide, the whipping wind howling through the room and stirring the once gentle fire into an inferno. Alois threw up his hands to shield himself from the clangor, fear and confusion clouding his every sense as he huddled on the floor, a rain of blood pouring down upon his quivering frame.

…tap.

…tap.

…tap.

"Gotcha."

Alois’s breath was naught but a shallow wheeze as he looked up through his tangled golden tresses at the face that was grinning back at him. It was the boy from the library, Monsieur Malloy, with head tilted at an incredibly odd angle who was kneeling before him. There was a ghostly sense of devious intent behind the innocence of his sweet voice as he uttered, “I hope now you know never to underestimate the power of a child.” 

Then, all went black.

[malo-de-vigny]

*More than two weeks passed since the incident. Malo still did not dare to go out, he was terrified of the people. He knew that they knew what he did. He was afraid of the people's wrath. Of course, Basile has figured out what really happened to the corpse. The young musician was quite depressed, nothing made ​​him happy. He hesitated. He felt it might be better if his friend does not know anything, without him, Alois can live a quiet and normal life. On the other hand, did not want to leave this man in a cruel lie. Every day, he looked at his bandaged wounds, the athlete came to his mind. Is he okay? Will Alois forgive him? Malo was sure, he despised him. What his action was ​ bold and definitely a great sin. Malo has always tried to listen to the inner voice, but it was not talking to him any longer. He decided what to do, even if he later regret it. He was uncertain and heavy hearted when a late-night went to visit to the blonde man. When he was there, he realized that it would have been better to disguise himself for a while. Alois will be scared and going to freak out. Again, Malo was doing stupid, careless thing.*

[vasyenka]

a-loyal-suitor replied to your post: 

I find your ramblings on here amusing. So I follow you :D

Ahh, that makes me happy~ <3

I'm glad you like my ramblings at least, ha ha! I just feel like I have hardly anything to contribute in regards to roleplaying/roleplaying blogs on my main account, so I'm kinda like wha?? But hey, so long as y'all are cool with it, that's totally awesome <333

It's just my haters I don't get that've openly expressed their distaste for me that still follow me on EVERY blog they own ahahaha seriously dude wtf