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[cicero-the-assassin]

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Amidst the rush of too many guests entering the café today, Lian only noticed his phone vibrating, but didn't have time to check who had texted him. There were actually only a few people in question, but it was only during his well-deserved break that he saw who it had actually been. Lucio. Lian couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he read his name. Not out of shock, but rather out of excitement. Sitting on a bar stool in the back room while others smoked outside the door during their break, he unlocked his phone and read his message, which he answered immediately. [TXT]: Yes, unfortunately. But I'm off work in a few hours. Do you want to meet up? Lian assumed he wanted to, because what else could you want to achieve with a question like that? His heart was suddenly pounding in his throat. Lucio was such a pleasant person to talk to, he really liked spending time with him and having him around.

Lucio had time to get dressed and change the sheets, tossing the... ahem, dirty ones into the wash. For awhile he kept a close eye on his phone, but once it had been awhile, Lucio only assumed the other was busy.

Only when he was in the middle of smudging his eyeliner did he notice the notification on his phone lighting up.

"Hmm..." The noise he makes is soft as he swipes up on his phone. How unfortunate, a few hours? What was he supposed to do until then?

[TXT]: Boooooo! That's unfortunate.

The initial want of this morning had worn off, and by this evening? Well, at least there wouldn't be any problems there.

[TXT]: I was hoping to see you today, yeah. It's been awhile! That, and I was thinking about you this morning. Would you like to meet up later after work? [TXT]: I could come pick you up if you like.

Lucio didn't have plans today, but he was unsure as to what they could possibly do.

[iincantatorum]

@twistedhxart dev missed lian

"I want to know more about you, Lian. We've fought demons together, got out of a hostage situation, and even admitted our truest feelings. But- I want to know what your childhood was like. In my head, I've always thought that you grew up in a castle and your parents were also demons. I was after all hired by them to look after you, but I hardly knew anything about them either. I might be wrong in my assumptions..."

[thesoulofasurvivor]

moved from HERE @twistedhxart:

The hotel was relatively small, there were only two floors, but there were a lot of rooms and a nice cafeteria on the lobby floor. The hope was to find some food, something edible, anything really.

Unfortunately they weren't alone in here. There were a few clickers, and at first when Lian asked if she could hear them she only nodded her head to say yes. She can hear them and so much more... The clicking bounced off the walls and echoed through the lobby, it was like an auditory map.

❝ I know exactly where they are. ❞ She kept her voice as low as possible. But unfortunately that didn't exactly make this an easy in and out. There's a lot of them in here, six? Too many, they had to be careful. ❝ There's a lot of them. We have to be careful, and quiet. ❞

[ayakoito]

- THE FIERCE -

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Muse - Rules/Mun - Open Starters

- THE RECKLESS -

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Muse - Rules/Mun - Open Starters

- THE TWISTED -

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Muse - Rules/Mun - Open Starters

[distantpagesandpapercuts]

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His smile widened a little when the young woman suddenly smelled the end of her braid, as if to check if she had attracted the butterfly with her scent. Probably, however, it had just landed on her head, perhaps to rest.

“It’s alright. After all, I was around to relieve you of him.” To which Lian wondered what would have happened if he hadn’t happened to show up here at the same time she had. Perhaps she would have carried the butterfly around with her until she eventually looked at herself in the mirror at home.

To distract her a bit, he nodded to her bed, where little plants were already poking their heads out of the ground. “May I ask what you’re mainly planting here for?”

She looked utterly ridiculous she was sure. But what would it matter anyway? This guy was a stranger. But... then again, she was sure she’d be seeing much more of him in the future if she continued to come here. Now that she thought about it, almost every time she came, he was here first. Tending to his own patch of green.

Gingerly, Kira hands him back the small linen, now stained with the coal she lined her eyes with. It would come out though she was sure. And at least she didn’t look like she’d been crying. If she came home looking like this, who knows what embarrassing questions it would bring up. “Ah.” She nods, her little bit only just sprouting. It’d be awhile before it bore anything useful. “They are medicinal plants. I’ve found that picking them on my walks will only serve to barren the few plants I see. So I figure I might as well start growing my own for the clinic. Things to make medicine with. Not much else. I’ve never really tried gardening to be honest. And where I come from, there isn’t much room for such endeavors. Plus, this way, I can monitor exactly what goes into it and hopefully breed better and more effective varieties. What about you?” Kira asks curiously, nodding to his patch which grew very close to her own.

[betweenshadcws]

From Lian to Ruben! Shaved Ice: I want to get to know you better, Box Of Chocolates: I want to go on a date with you & Peach Cobbler: I think you’re sweet

"That’s so much food! I’ll get fat! I need you to help me eating all of those!”

[abused-archer]

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Nathan had to go for a walk with his father. He didn't know why did the man take him with himself. It didn't make any sense but if he would say something he will surely get slapped if not punched. He sighed as he walked alongside his father. The man grabbed his arm and pulled him hardly. "Go get me a coffee, dipshit." He said and pushed Nathan forward.

What could he do? The man surely will get mad if he won't get it quickly so he had to be fast. He jogged up to the closest coffee shop and froze when he saw he queue. He had to wait because the other coffee shop was nearly 5 block away. He sighed and waited, nervously leaning from one foot on other.

He knew there will be problems but maybe he will manage to get the coffee before his father will piss off. He bit his bottom lip hardly and tried to stop his hands from shaking at the thought of more abuse.

[cicero-the-assassin]

@twistedhxart / @ayakoito

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Had he been a vampire or other higher being, he would have heard him approach, but by the time his arms wrapped around him like a snake, it was already too late. At first he was frightened by the sudden touch, but in a split second Conláed realized who it was. They were not very close, no, but at that moment they were closer than ever before. In any other situation, he would have possibly torn himself away from him, turned around and asked him what this fuss was all about, but now that the prince was actually in a more or less predicament, Lucio's presence was more than welcome. He was not weak, did not want to appear weak, but these men had not recognized him and had already taken him by surprise. And not wanting to reveal his identity for now, he had pretended to be an ordinary villager. So the vampire, his companion, was actually his salvation. Even if he would not like to admit that. Feeling his breath directly on the back of his neck, he froze in place for a moment before reflexively placing a hand on Lucio's and simultaneously noticing the color draining from the faces of the group before him. "Holy shit… let's get out of here...!" he heard one say, while another cringed noisily. "Get out, get out!" Conláed watched them flee from Lucio's apparition, nearly tripping over their own feet. The hand had been his anchor, but when it seemed to have defused the situation, he removed his own and gradually disengaged himself from that... embrace, turning to face the vampire. "I suppose… that had been necessary..." Relief was clearly written on his face.

So close as they were, Lucio's nose practically buried in the prince's neck, he could practically taste him. The blood in his body flooded his senses, he could feel it pulsing against his cheek, the warmth dying against his own corpse like temperature. Could smell it just beneath this thin layer of flesh.

In that very moment, he almost bit him. Lips parting slightly as if he were to speak once more, but interrupted by this gaggle of drunkards fleeing in fear. His visage is known throughout most kingdoms. Tended to happen when you lived for centuries. Or perhaps it was because he had shown them what their corpses were to look like should they decide to stay anywhere in the vicinity of his 'ward'.

Red eyes watch them scatter, but he did not release the Prince. Not until he had wiggled himself free from his arms.

The release of his capture physically pained him. His teeth and jaw aching in want. Stiff in his skull. It could be so east to just-

"You- you looked unsure. Uncomfortable. It is beneath you to feel such things. What are you doing out here anyway?"

It wasn't entirely unusual for the Prince to wander, but, as his father had suspected, he couldn't go anywhere that Lucio couldn't find him. Couldn't sniff him out.

Truthfully, he'd been following him the entire time. Taking it as an opportunity to find something to eat. He'd not eaten in quite some time. Paler than usual, eyes not as sharp.

"Commoners are going to rub off on you if you're not careful."