#luxnovae

[scituss]

ㅤㅤHe's just such a sleepy guy, you see? :uses his back as a table to separate the stacks of money in an orderly manner:

[oldestking]

What is this if not style ? / @luxnovae

[sinstre]

“ Here, ” a sleek black umbrella is raised as the downpour worsens; at first, Ilsa was as selfishly inclined as ever, more preoccupied with attempting to shield her suede shoes from the torrential rainstorm than her companion ... but alas, they're already thoroughly drenched and thusly, he is allowed to join her beneath the meager shroud. A shiver is given, fingers curling into fists as she gives a huff — breath creating a small wisp of white in the cold, “ Why must you be so tall, Xavier? Would it kill you to slouch a little? ” / @luxnovae «

[lumined]

❛  we’ve  been  through  a  lot .  i  think  we  should  just  lay  low   &   take  it  easy .  ❜

❝ you'll hear no complaints from me. come, up ahead should be safe. ❞

weary from a seemingly endless stream of nevrons, verso didn't need to be told twice. venturing further into the grove and eventually coming to the remnants of what looked to be a greenhouse, verso unceremoniously flopped down onto a nearby garden bench. long decades in solitude and the occasional expedition made him well equipped to deal with some nasty nevrons, but even immortality couldn't save him from getting worn out after long battles. he was just glad that @luxnovae was by his side and fought with him, sharing the burden of survival. after a moment of simply resting and recovering, gray hues turn to look at the other man.

❝ i don't suppose you have some food or water on you ? i'm quite famished. ❞

there's always a downside ━ accepting

[lumined]

xaiver  overtakes  verso  in  combat + xaiver  lifts  verso's  chin ,  invoking  eye  contact

sparring against a human, well, he was out of practice. @luxnovae was incomparable to spars against monoco, sharp, precise, and fluid. and it excited him, having another human to spar with, to test him on technique and skill rather than pure power. they cross swords, clashing as they parry in an even match. that is, until a sweep sends verso to the ground, his sword clattering beside him. scrambling to regain his footing, his hand pauses in the air over his weapon, halted by xaiver using the tip of his sword to direct verso's gaze to his. a dark eyebrow arches at the motion, only for a smile to curl upon his lips a second later.

❝ well played, monsieur. though . . . is this part really necessary ? i hope you're not expecting me to grovel. ❞

nonverbal prompts ━ accepting

[lumined]

❛  i’m  trying  something  different .  ❜

❝ i can hear it. what all are you doing differently ? ❞

finding a kindred soul who enjoyed the piano was a gem, and finding someone just as eager to experiment with it was a treasure. there was nothing wrong with the classics, but sometimes they could be just as restraining as any expectation. plus, @luxnovae's experiments sounded intriguing, pulling verso over to the piano like a siren's song. he leans against the side of it as xavier's fingers flutter against the keys, mind already working on shaping the sounds into a true song.

❝ if you'd be willing to hear some advice, perhaps you could try playing in a different octave ? it could help bring forth whatever feeling you're trying to inspire. ❞

there's always a downside ━ accepting

[delicategods]

—— she is a trespasser - a leech crawling out of a discarded history in hopes of salvation . AND SO SHE COMES TO THE HIGH LIFE OF LINKON CITY, believing her advancements would hold back the ills of her existence . not one place she has called home went by without some sort of a calamity. she was after all the bride of rot - a monster who killed her family-line to favor a cold god who bore the apocalypse within her. a stigma shown through the red serpent that slithered about her skin. displaying a cycle of horrors that was doomed to repeat .

and so she hides amongst the shadows. face shielded beneath a wide rimmed hat - with a tongue blistered BENEATH THE WEIGHT OF HER LOVER’S FLESH. cutting the head of any self-defense for she had devoured him for his immortal life . and so she was cursed now - forever lacking comfort . so cursed that she did not notice the beast before , her until it had landed a blow into her stomach.

“ BLOODY HELL !” she winces the words out, feeling wet with blood before she can think some way to get the upper hand. [ maryam for @luxnovae ]

[lumined]

❛ this is cutting it a little too close . ❜

❝ i'm fully aware of that, thanks. ❞

he can't help but be a little cross, words spat out as he tries to finish off the zombies that managed to surround them. between him and @luxnovae, they managed to clear out quite a bit of them, but there was no way they could relax yet. verso cuts down two more zombies before quickly pocketing some canned goods and bandages into his bag before stabbing another. it figures this would be their luck, finally finding a store that had some supplies, only for it to be overran with zombies. verso lifts his gaze to find xavier, waving him towards the exit.

❝ come on, we've overstayed our welcome. unless you want to test it still. ❞

there's always a downside ━ accepting