sleeping beauty
she/her
25
July 15
lumiose city, kalos
bisexual
public relations
rising star
she looks like, if you bit her, honey and milk would flow from her
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luka chêne
Augmented Unreality
POSTED ON Mar 5, 2022 2:47:08 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","honey"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","main"] She doesn't have to look up to feel the eyes upon her.[break][break] Luka knows the feeling well; gooseflesh up her arms, a prickling at the back of her neck. A feeling of restlessness, of unease, a wariness so deep it makes her teeth ache. She's felt it before in the ruins of a church archive. She's felt it since, in nightmares and fits of restless sleep.[break][break] Fear is a little death. Luka swallows and ultimately fails to fight against it. There is no relief that comes from seeing that the other Bound are here; Martín del Mar, Locke Jamison, and chryssa glasgow have been through enough already. She answers Mars softly:[break][break] "I'm okay."[break][break] Her lie is honey sweet and draws in flies.[break][break] In a quiet stupor she joins Locke and Eris Halla, suffocating the two in comforting hug. Her arms tremble with the effort of squeezing reassurances into the two of them, though she may just be trying to convince herself that they're okay. That they've done this before and they can do it again: they have no choice.[break][break] She has never had any power, and therefore has nothing to mourn. No strength, no intelligence. Only the tenacity of will and a stubborn goodness, kindness growing up like weeds through the cracks in a sidewalk. She paints a smile onto her face with a master's precision and steps back, tucking some of Eris' hair behind her ear.[break][break] "We'll be okay," she murmurs. "W-we just need to work together and— wait, STOP![break][break] The command comes too late as Cefin Glynn and mint frost indulge in base curiosity.[break][break] "Don't touch anything!" she nearly shrieks, voice garbled by the hand on her throat and the fingers digging in, in, in. Peach flesh burns with a searing white— or it had, once upon a time. Fingernail scratches almost resemble a red-raised A.[break][break] She can still remember sigils and symbols crawling up her arms, tainted verses spiderwebbing across her tongue, into her throat. Tainted, defiled, rotten. Words from a tattered hymnal that still haunt her dreams, pooling into her skin as phantom ink.[break][break] Hymns and Prayers to Entrance and Mystify. No ancient verses rise to a blackened tongue this time.[break][break] Her stomach churns as she hurries over to Mint and Cefin, attempting to pry the two apart before Summer Atreides comes in screaming. Taken temporarily aback, she blanches but presses forwards, stubbornly determined.[break][break] "Mademoiselle," she says, her hand firm on Summer's arm. "Stop."[break][break] Her eyes burn and she struggles to keep her voice even. Sweat beads at the back of her neck as she tries to pull Summer away, careful not to touch Mint.[break][break] "Fighting will do us no good. If we want to get out of here...we need to do so together. And, erm..." She turns her attention back to Mint, brow furrowed in concern. "Please don't mess around anymore. We need to be careful if we're going to stay safe." She frowns at his tainted arm.[break][break] For he and Cefin, it may already be too late.[break][break]
- yaaay ymca flashbacks[break] - hanging out with Locke and Eris for a minute[break] - pretty sure that Mint and Cefin just hit a death flag[break] - tries to pull Summer off of Mint[break] - lets all get along :) and get out of here together :)[break][break] 2Y5Hpb6k [attr="class","bottom"]  [attr="class","name"]luka chêne [attr="class","subtxt"]I don't know anything with certainty,[break]
But the sight of the stars makes me dream [attr="class","pkmn"]
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milky
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A sudden intake of breath. The click of metal unlatching, grinding slowly to the side. Brightness blinds for a moment. Resurfacing after a long time in the gloom.
