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Graduation Day RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Graduation Day RPLydia's scowl shifted into a wry smile.
"Beat to death, by the mother of a man 's heart who she broke. Isn't that interesting?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Now this wasn't the type of story he was expecting from the prissy young lady in front of him. But what shocked him further was her following words, describing the appearance of a vividly familiar person.
This sent chills down his spine.
Was it a coincidence?
But too many strange things has happened today, so what were the chances that this was just a coincidence as well?
All of the sudden warning bells rang in his head again, almost instinctively his eyes moved towards the locked door a few steps away from him.
He looked back at the laid back Lady Lydia with caution in his eyes and laughed along nervously.
"...I think we may have different values of interesting. Say.. Lady Lydia can you perhaps pass a word onto Lady Mona for me? I remembered I had an urgent matter to discuss with Lady Scarlet that I forgot to mention.."
He took a step towards the door and smiled apologetically.
"Tell her I'm sincerely sorry okay?"
Lydia said, smiling cheerfully, now.
"Sit down. You weren't excused."
Black hair grew longer, turning light brown, blue eyes turned red. Scars faded, leaving fair, unblemished skin. Trixie smiled.
"What do you think? This is my natural form. Aren't I pretty?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
As if his head were doused with a bucket of ice cold water, Ayran suddenly understood all of the inconsistencies that has been strangely occuring over the last hour.
The difference in mannerisms.
The new face that he didn't recognize.
The room.
Suddenly it clicked.
"The one lurking in the bathroom right now is Lady Bliss isn't it?"
Ayran looked at Lydia, now Trixie with with newfound confusion in his eyes. Why was this girl doing all this for? It couldn't be just for shits and giggles.
Who in their craziest mind would go and change through three identities in one day just to trap a person? Especially someone like him?
Ayran tried to logically find even a single reason why.
But he couldn't.
Afterall, he was just a human in front of a dangerous wildfire.
How could you emphasize with someone that wasn't human in the first place?
Trixie smiled at Ayran, chin on her hand.
"Don't bother trying to escape. Nobody outside of here can hear you, anyways. So, sit down, darling. Indulge me."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
He didn't bother to answer the question, would his answer matter either way? Or would his head fall off?
Ayran sighs and sits down on a chair opposite of the other. After a while of contemplation, he realized that there was no way he'd ever understand a person as deranged and inhumane as Trixie, so why bother?
If one was a natural disaster and the other was a human being. It was natural that they couldn't understand each other. There's always a limit on how much they could understand ones desire to destroy.
So why bother wasting time on something he couldn't understand in the first place?
Ayran tries any signs of apprehension on his face. It wasn't hard, he was used to controlling how he was actually feeling anyways.
Instead, he tries to appear calm. Maybe if he acts calm enough, it'll actually calm himself down.
"Let's.. have a deal."
Can you even make a deal with a monster?
"I wasn't lying when I said I had an urgent matter regarding Lady Scarlet. So how about this, I'll... Indulge you for 20 minutes. Surely thats enough time for you to play around and let things get old for you right?"
Ayran hoped
He hoped for a lot of things as a child.
It was something he always knew how to do.
...it was what he knew best.
Trixie smiled cheerfully, standing up, and walking over to Ayran.
“Not even gonna try and understand me? I’m willing to answer any questions you have about me.”
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
10:25 pm.
He put a hand on her shoulder to stop her advances from getting any closer to his personal space.
He likes his personal space thank you very much Trixie.
"Also don't say that you won't get old of me.. I'm not fun at all."
"Oh and also how long is Lady Bliss prepared to eavesdrop on the bathroom on us?"
“You’re so much fun. Every one of your reactions is priceless. And your attempts to be indifferent… Music to my ears. And, Blissy’ll do what she wants. I don’t control her.”
Trixie took a step back, blowing him a kiss.
“Do you really have no legitimate questions for me?”
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Ayran was prepared to push Trixie back with force before she stepped back herself. The moment Ayran couldn't smell the sweet scene of perfume on her any did Ayran release the breath he didn't know he was holding in, in the first place.
He schooled his expressions.ignored the kiss she blew at him, not bothering to retaliate. The less he humored him, the quicker this would end.
But before he could do so, he was surprised by an unexpected voice from the bathroom.
He gasped.
T-this surely isn't appropriate right??
Isn't this too revealing??
“…Tsk. Bliss. What are you trying to do? Trying to ruin my fun?”
Trixie suddenly grabbed Ayran,f rocking her gaze back on her.
“Always taking all the attention. Ayran. Look at me. Why aren’t you looking at me? Don’t bother with her.”
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Even as a child, he has seen girls being taught to dress.modestly and avoid revealing skin.
Never has he ever..!
Ayran suddenly flinched at Trixie's touch. Perhaps it was to due to the fact that his eyes were closed, the others voice felt like it was from a.. much closer proximity than usual.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
Adara stops for a second, biting on her own thumb. "Hmmm..." She then draws a different sign that her own. Adara's usual make-up had four dots on her forehead, but Athena got five dots, arranged like a star.
You know the first rule in combat? shoot them before they shoot you.