#wielderofzagan

[chained-by-black-rukh]

"You're not going anywhere."

Judar raised an eyebrow with a laugh, whirling around to face his king candidate.

“Oooh, scary tone there, Hakuryuu.  Who’s gonna stop me?  You?”

[laetationis]

"Leave me alone."

                         “Have you grown this busy as of late                           to even accept visits from a friend?“

                Only Hakuryuu forgot his stubbornness knew no limits.            Even if asked to leave he won’t budge or leave when asked to.                                Not until he confirmed something

[chained-by-black-rukh]

"How can I possibly trust you?"

Judar shook his head with a wry smirk when Hakuryuu posed the question to him.

"You're really asking me that when you're so desperate for help at this point?  Haha, you're a funny guy, Hakuryuu."

He knew Hakuryuu didn't particularly like him.  But since the prince had gotten back to Kou, since he had fought with his mother outside on that rainy day...he had been delighted to see his rukh turn darker and darker.  Now he was coming to him, asking for his help for some crazy proposition: a civil war of the Kou Empire.  

Sounded great to the fallen magi.  He grinned, thinking of all the black rukh that could be reaped from something like that.

But the prince wasn't all in yet.  His foot was in the threshold of the magi's door.  He had to help pull him in.

"Can you trust me?  Well, the question is...can you afford not to?"

[chained-by-black-rukh]

"What does he have that I don’t."

The fallen magi’s eyebrows knitted together in concern as his king approached him, delivering to him this sudden question. He crossed his arms, honestly confused with the vagueness. Nevertheless, he offered Hakuryuu a small smile.

"I am only loyal to you, my king. What’re you talking about?"

[oracles-somnium]

Hey there

SEND “HEY THERE” TO PIN MY CHARACTER AGAINST THE WALL AND KISS THEM

Needless to say, it had been a little l e s s than expected--but depravity will do exciting things to a person; and if that includes twisting their sexuality, well... he could only c o m p l a i n if the Prince failed to please him.

“It’s good to see you’re getting bold—but I’m going to have to  teach you how to do that p r o p e r l y.”        { --before he completely pushed him off and swayed down the palace halls. }

[venefix]

Librarian 17

Send me "Librarian" + a number and I'll grab the closest book, flip to that page number, and make us a starter using a random line of text from said page.

           « Ask and you shall receive. » -- ( The Shape of Things, Neil Labute, Scene 2, page 17).﴾✺﴿— "I know you want power, Hakuryuu," grinned Judal as he all but whispered into the prince's ear, leaning over the other's shoulder as though he was to tell a secret. One hand rested upon Hakuryuu's shoulder and the other was held out in front of him, clenched in a fist as though to emphasize his point.                                                       "Just say the words."

[conquerorofzagan]

"Hello twin. How about we destroy this world together? Might be easier this way, don't you think?" [I'm so sorry pls ignore this if you don't like it, muse is just strange right now]

"Hello twin. That sounds like a plan to me, I certainly would't object to destroying the world with you."

[uwu don't be sorry it's fine]

[astrosum-blog]

"I will take back what was stolen from me and destroy those who have wronged me."

           —and he has known, ever since he first laid eyes upon him, that his hatred would be great. he knew from the moment they set this empire a b l a z e , that night where ash had rained from the sky, had known from the visage of his rukh, the colors and the shades and the manner in which it swarmed (squirmed) around him in flurries of black rage; but he'd known from the very beginning. memories of cloaked figures come to mind, their tones heavy and filled with importance as they told him his destiny--the destiny of a magi, of choosing a king--and how one would know immediately, how merely glancing at them would be like reunion with a long lost friend.

           hakuryuu is no friend. he is no soulmate, no lover, hardly even viable to be called an acquaintance. never has there been much of a bond between them, other than the magi's desire to make him king--but such trivial expectations of the relationship between king and magi are of no consequence! far more entertaining than friendship, more exciting than love, it is  W A R  that he desires, and what a glorious war the prince shall give him ! his lust for vengeance, his hatred for his mother, that wish to destroy the very world and recreate it anew ... it is a perfect concoction, a beautiful mix that will drive this earth into h e l l .

                              { it is a new breed of destruction that they will create,                                       one that the world has never seen before.                                          doesn't it sound lovely beyond belief? }

           "Sounds good to me. If you're really sure about killing Kouen, how about a good old public execution once we get our hands on him? It'd be funny as hell--plus I've got a bone to pick with that bastard now. Shouldn't matter as long as he ends up dead, right?"