Luxord
Luxord| 18 | Senior
Fantasy High
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lovingtrains started following you
“Well now, what is one with such aesthetic attractiveness doing located within such close proximity to my posterior?”
-nervous laugh-
I don’t know what any of that means!
But…hi there! Nice to meet ‘cha!!
You’ll have to forgive me if I am absent desire to translate my terminology for a stranger.
It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance also, somewhat. I am Luxord. What would your title be?
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lovingtrains started following you
“Well now, what is one with such aesthetic attractiveness doing located within such close proximity to my posterior?”
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intrepid-vagabond replied to your post: “Do any bear knowledge of a place for a student to…
Greetings, Sir. I suppose there’s always the occasional vacant bench where on can do precisely what you have mentioned. Meeting you is nice, Sir.
Hmm, interesting, a vessel in this bureacratic, shallow, social status-oriented pit of inferiority with some understanding of simple manner. A pleasure to make your acquaintance Sir…?
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Idle Hands are the Devil’s Playthings - Open
Rikku let out what sounded like a growl toward his retreating back, not about to let the situation get over with so easily.
After she stood there for a moment, trying to decide amongst a number of things to do, she ran up to him, grasping at his arm to halt his progress in retreating from her.
“Oooh, change me back right now, you meanie!” A glare was fixed on her face for a moment, before turning into a grin as she changed tactics. “Please?!” Maybe if she tried acting nice he would relent, since her earlier options didn’t seem so…successful. She really, really didn’t want this stupid thing on her forehead. If he left her with it..well, she’d definitely be planning her revenge on him in due time.
He groaned as she gripped his arm and attempted to convince him with niceties. He would not be fooled so easily. His arm suddenly vanished along with the rest of his body, replaced with a rotating wall of cards in front of her, larger than the human body as they blocked her path.
In reality he was walking away behind the wall but one of the cards had an image of him on it while the other three had large X’s to create the illusion that he had transformed himself into one of the cards.
“For future reference, our recreational underrtakings will always be under my terms and conditions, no others.” he said as he walked away, the voice echoing out from behind the obstructing cards.
(Source: xgambleroffate)
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Idle Hands are the Devil’s Playthings - Open
Oooh, this guy was making her angry. The kind of angry that made her want to drench him with more freezing water or punch him, maybe. His way of talking was so condescending that it made her feel like a child and well, she was not a child. She’d show him.
“Who do you think you are, huh? I could just skip and then no one will see, and your dumb prank will be for nothing!”
With her words, she stalked toward him, chest puffed out with agitation as she bluffed. She didn’t really want to skip, because she didn’t know what she could do in isolation for five hours without going crazy, but he didn’t need to know that, right?
He just chuckled and shook his head a little as he turned his back to her and slowly walked away.
“That is of no concern to me, my purpose is but to prank those who invite such inconveniences upon themselves. As long as you concede that your little attempts with your aquatic annoyances are inferior to my professional pranking potential I can retire in content. You can create calumniations about your current state of inconvenience as much as your defiance allows. If I wanted to annihialate your willpower I could repeat this sequence of events everyday, but I have no affection of malice for you.” he said, waving over his shoulder with the back of his hand as he began to walk away.
(Source: xgambleroffate)
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The End
Feeling a harsh set of digits reaching around appendage, Yuna snapped her gaze upward and glared.
Don’t touch me, she affirmed mentally as an irritated set of heterochromatic eyes met a vibrant blue gaze.
“Engage your cochleae madame!!” Luxord commanded, which caused the tension pulsing through Yuna’s body to further constrict her muscles. “The RULES demanded that you harm every single person that you claim to care for and serve to assist and you obeyed! This is not the way human beings, with independent organs and minds, were crafted to act.”
As an attempt to control the emotion that was trying so hard to consume her body, the dainty summoner made no movement. The most one could see was her pupils darting about as they scanned the aquatic irises staring back at her.
“Have you not heart?” the young man before her continued, “Was every fibre of your virtuous being not rejecting the notion that those students, only aiming to enjoy the seconds they spent in this place, deserved to come to any harm?”
With that, she finally gave a harsh pull, to which he released her, before clenching her fists and deepening her glare.
Who does he think is is?
“While you have heart, free will and any claim to strength of mentality,” he finished, “You have complete ability to reject the demands requested of you, yet you followed suit. Why? Explain thyself!”
“I don’t have to explain myself to you,” Yuna affirmed, her tone serious, rather than flustered. “Regardless of how you believe a person should carry out their life, what I choose to do with mine is none of your business.”
She shook her head before continuing,
“I can’t say that I agree with actions I took, with how putting an end to all of this was carried out. .”
A sadness softened her eyes as they made their way back to the still bodies scattered about. Catching a particular blonde, she gave another shake of her locks and placed a hand to her chest.
“But for you cast judgment on what I’ve done isn’t befitting, either.”
As she looked back to the manipulative blonde, she could feel the skin covering a good portion of her sclera beginning to tense and the appendage lying on her chest beginning to fall back to her side once more.
“Keep your contriving opinions to yourself, Luxord.”
He scoffed and grinned as he idly began to walk, circling the woman as his focused gaze met hers.
“I don’t have to explain myself to you, regardless of how you believe a person should carry out their life, what I choose to do with mine is none of your business.”
He let out a short mocking laugh at her words. She was certainly strong-willed though. She obviously had no problem saying what she thought.
“How adorably naive. Explain yourself to me? Tis not I who will hold interest in hearing such a thing, more certain friends, or shall we say former-friends now, who will be wondering why they are awaking on cold, hard ground while lapsing in and out of a hypothermic state. You honestly believe they will ever feel safe around such a tyrant? Obeying the rules with an iron fist? Ha!” he scoffed again as he continued to circle her, grinning at how much anger he was able to cause the woman to express.
“I can’t say that I agree with actions I took, with how putting an end to all of this was carried out. .”
He groaned “Of course you don’t, that is exactly my point. Last time my irises observed your form you were absent collar, ball and chain. You chose to do this. Now the adolescents here will forever remember that you will always choose an instruction from your superiors over their safety. Do you truly wish such a thing to be inscribed in the exalted “year-book” you people seem to adore.” he said, returning to her front and staring at her again, raising an eyebrow slightly.
“But for you cast judgment on what I’ve done isn’t befitting, either. Keep your contriving opinions to yourself, Luxord.”
His brow twitched at these words and he felt anger bubbling to the surface of his skin, his flesh increasing in temperature and his jaw clenching, hands balling into fists as he decided to attempt to convince her further with more volume behind his words.
“Judgement?! Contriving Opinions?! You obliterated your comrades and their happiness without a second thought!! That is fact not judgement my dear! One of the aged ones snaps their fingers and the foolish, impressionable girl gladly obeys! Insult my words if you will, I only speak them because it offends me to my very core to witness someone so ridiculously weak and vulnerable to the wills of adults. You are nothing but a puppet, a lowly canine who pants at the end of their lower extremities, begging for approval!” he said, bellowing initially before his words took the tone of a venomous sneer.
“Ignore my advice if that is your perogative. Perhaps the guilt of your atrocities will haunt your air-filled cranium enough to awaken you.”
(Source: oldfantasyhighschool, via casuallyswitchingmyurl)
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The End
Looking around, the summoner attempted and failed to push back the feeling of sadness beginning to engulf her. The wave of disheartenment that was beginning to consume her was more powerful than the tsunami her young sister had cast only a short time before.
Was I really the one to create this?, she asked herself as her eyes fell upon what was the ruined aftermath of what had been such great fun.
No one moved. No one could. They all lie unconscious, unable to protect themselves if anything were to happen, unable to conceive the idea that anything could happen. How had it come to this? Only moments prior, there was laughter and joy radiating throughout the entire school, and all that was left to prove it were scattered youths breathing deeply.
As a tear attempted to collect itself at the corner of the young summoner’s eyes, she shook her head.
“I had to, it was requested of me,” she tried to assure herself.
Only, I didn’t have to, she finished mentally. I could have said no.
With a deep hum leaking into her ears, the dainty brunette allowed her eyes to widen and her throat to pull in a quick breath of air.
“A truly fantastic display,” the hum spoke, “Initialise trouble under the watchful eyes of Miss Yuna and be suspended in ice and left in a comatose state for the forces of Nature to decide whether your health is allowed to return.”
The idea was sick, but it held a lot of truth; the students had broken the rules, so Yuna froze them. Not that she felt the action to be entirely befitting, but she had been told to do so. . what else could she have done? And now. . all of these students lie unconscious in the courtyard of the school. The male was right, if Nature wanted them gone, there was nothing they could do to say otherwise.
Clasping her hands to her chest, the delicate female turned to see a familiar blonde approaching.
“Such amicable school spirit.”
Her eyes tensed with pain as she soaked in his words. . She couldn’t deny that she had been the one to create this. . but it wasn’t her fault, was it? She had merely followed orders.
“I. . it had to be done,” she attempted, looking down to avoid the young man’s gaze. “It was requested of me by the Superintendent. It was for the best. .”
How silly of her. Attempting to convince another when she couldn’t convince herself.
Luxord just sighed and shook his head as he approached the woman, walking straight up to her and grabbing her by the fore-arm, pulling her closer as he felt he had considerable power over her in her current state of mind and intended to continue to take advantage of this.
“Engage your cochleae madame!! Do you not comprehend the falesie that fall from thy own trembling lips? The RULES demanded that you harm every single person that you claim to care for and serve to assist and you obeyed! This is not the way human beings, with independent organs and minds, were crafted to act. Have you not heart? Was every fibre of your virtuous being not rejecting the notion that those students, only aiming to enjoy the seconds they spent in this place, deserved to come to any harm?” he said, releasing his tight grip on her arm while maintaining a stern gaze upon her nervous features.
“While you have heart, free will and any claim to strength of mentality, you have complete ability to reject the demands requested of you, yet you followed suit. Why?Explain thyself!” he demanded, curious to see how far he could co-erce this girl. Convincing anyone out of following rules and authority was a victory for him anyway.
(Source: oldfantasyhighschool, via casuallyswitchingmyurl)
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The End
A woman with a soft demeanor walked towards a mass amount of students using various tactics to cover the perimeter in water.
“Lady Yuna,” she averred softly, her smile allowing only a hint of the deviousness that lay in her intentions.
“Superintendent,” the dainty brunette returned, giving a bow.
“Are you prepared?”
“Of course.”
“It’s time.”
“Of course.”
With another small bow, the summoner closed her eyes and readied herself.
The older woman had always had a cruel sense of humor, no matter how many times she had attempted to countercondition it, and that was prominent as her smile widened. Children trying to escape the fight wouldn’t be spared.
A thick layer of ice took over all that was liquid and continued further to that which wasn’t liquid. Bodies that had been running, that had been splashing, that had been throwing were all suspended in one place as their skin froze to the cold touch of Shiva’s magic.
“Release them,” the Superintendent commanded with small laugh before making her way back to the room she resided most of the time.
All that had been frozen began to shatter as the sound of broken glass rang throughout the city. The youthful bodies that were so normally busy and active fell to the ground as all were knocked out.
“My Lady,” Yuna interjected, barely able to catch the woman before she stepped into her office.
The woman halted, allowing the summoner a moment.
“Will they be alright?”
“They’ll be fine. Just give them time to wake up.”
She opened the door and disappeared. Yuna turned back to the unconscious crowd.
“Of course.”
Luxord grinned before sliding down the piping on the building’s side. He’d been on an observational perch on an upper level window as he watched the scene below unfold. It had been enjoyable to see such anarchy unfold in the school all by himself. He had considered swapping some of the water balloons for balloons with other liquids, but the situation seemed interesting enough on it’s own.
He approached the President, clapping loudly.
“A truly fantastic display, initialise trouble under the watchful eyes of Miss Yuna and be suspended in ice and left in a comatose state for the forces of Nature to decide whether your health is allowed to return. Such amicable school spirit.” he said, grinning widely, his tone laced with sarcasm.
(Source: oldfantasyhighschool, via casuallyswitchingmyurl)
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Idle Hands are the Devil’s Playthings - Open
The blonde growled, stomping a foot into the ground when he didn’t relent, trying to think of something. There was no way she was stepping foot back in public until the stupid image was off of her face, and it was just humiliating.
Wait…
Rikku smirked, fingers moving to her bandana before shifting it to completely cover the card over her forehead, adjusting it in the reflection of her cellphone so she could make sure the job was done.
“Ha! Your prank means nothing when nobody can see it!” The blonde gloated, putting both hands on her hips triumphantly. That was easy, he had nothing on her now.
He sighed and shook his head at her retort.
“An excellent example of the intellectual enhancements this educational establishment provides for it’s participants.” he said, the words greased with sarcasm.
“You honestly believe your comrades will purchase the notion that you had a spontaneous change in fashion? Your solution is so painfully obvious they will suspect you have a bite of the amorous nature in an unusual location.” he said, laughing to himself.
(Source: xgambleroffate)
