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Who: Django and Lucian
What: Meeting :D
When: Monday, after Th es e.
Where: Room 1705 (Lucian's room)
Rating: PG-13
Django is red, Lucian is blue
That was satisfying. Lighting his... HER last stick of dynamite and throwing it out from her window, Django carefully tucked her journal at her waist. She relined her coffin with the normal cushioning she took out earlier to help her get stuff to Kamui.
Kamui. He made her so mad! So what if she wasn't entirely female! She had every right to be one even after being born male! She huffed and began to drag the coffin outside. Lucian would be more understanding! Lucian was like her brother. But Lucian was fifteen flights up. She groaned, but did her work. After all, she couldn't stand all the sexist hate.
In his room, Lucian was staring at a mirror. He was humming, and was adjusting a pair of black cat ears he was wearing that he found on his desk. He stared for a bit longer and chuckled, liking the look of it and spun around on his heels.
Lucian folded his arms and glanced around the room. He was ignoring his pink window now, surprisingly enough, and started strutting around the room. He knew Django was going to show up soon, and was starting to wonder when. He seemingly couldn't wait for Django to show up, chuckling to himself again as he hopped onto his bed and laid down, expecting knocking on his door any minute.
Django wheezed by the time she made it to the seventeenth floor with no breaks in between to stop by any friends' rooms to say hi. She was suddenly thankful for vampirism for it supplied her with seemingly endless energy. The coffin behind her was empty as well, which only meant it was little weight to haul it up. She counted the doors.
"Heh... He's exactly fifteen floors above me!" She chirped and dragged the coffin to the door. "Seventeen Five... This is it~"
She knocked on the door, giggling to herself. She couldn't help but feel pretty giddy.
Lucian suddenly darted upright when he heard the knocking on the door. He smirked and hopped to his feet, walking over to the door. Placing his hand on the doorknob, he hummed as he opened the door.
And what a sight to see. Lucian blinked when he saw Django in the dress, finding it rather unexpected, but rather amusing at the same time. He tilted his head while smirking. "Interesting choice of outfit. No matter, come in~" Lucian chirped, opening the door fully for Django.
Django made no note of the cat ears on Lucian's head and she thanked him and dragged the coffin in.
"Do excuse my choice of bedding." She giggled. "I actually had no choice." She stopped at a suitable place, away from that pink window. She gave him a sunny smile and looked around. "You're awefully friendly today~"
"Quite alright." Lucian chuckled, giving no second thought over the fact a coffin was dragged into his room. Shutting the door after the coffin was dragged in, Lucian went back over and flopped down on his bed, folding his arms behind his head.
"Maybe I'm a bit friendly." Lucian smirked over at Django, "Hope that coffin wasn't too much to carry up fifteen flights. If you needed help, you could've asked." He said while sitting up and sitting on the edge of his bed, folding one leg over the other while looking at Django.
"Oh you~ ♥" Django walked over to Lucian's bed and carefully sat next to him, still smiling. "It was a bit for nostalgia. With the Pile Driver, I had to drag a coffin WITH a lot of dark matter and a body in it! Sometimes without breaks~ After a while, they began a countdown to how long I had before they'd burst out and return back to the starting point." Django looked away for a while.
"You know... You still remind me of my brother... It's scary how much you two are alike. But I guess it's good because I can have two brothers now!"
"Hm. Sounds like I had it a bit easier in that department." Lucian looked over at Django, "All I had to do was shove a vampire in a coffin and get him aboard the Casket Rocket. Of~ course then was the typical enemy fighters and occasional space pirate..." He laughed, laying back down on the bed while looking at Django.
"Makes me wonder how much like your brother I really am." Lucian grinned, then let out a sigh, "But alas, I'm quite sure I'm far more attractive than he is~"
Django giggled and watched Lucian lie back. "Yeah, it does sound like you had it easier. I still had to encounter enemies while dragging coffins to the pile driver. And sometimes those enemies would take the coffin from me and drag it back to a place where the vampire could recover!"
She laughed a little bit at Lucian's comments. "I don't know about that, Lucian~ Brother was turned into Moon Beauty after all!"
Lucian raised an eyebrow at Django. "Enemies dragged the coffin back? You fought the undead, right? So how in the world were they smart enough to do that?" He asked in a confused tone, "Ghouls are especially stupid, but those Vorns... they have perverted ideas with those tongues of theirs if you ask me."
Lucian then simply laughed, "Moon Beauty? Sounds like a title for a female." He then started tapping his cheek, "Unless, of course, you brother was a pretty boy. Then that would explain that."
Django shrugged. "I guess it was programmed into them." She suggested. "Golems are definately puppets and ghouls... I don't know. Maybe the immortal in the coffin would send telepathic messages to their servants to take them back to areas to respawn." Django blinked. "Vorns? ...Oh! Bandits! In my time, they stole items from you by attacking you with their tongues." She shuddered gently.
"Well, brother was very pretty," Django began. "But he was also very handsome... OH his eyes..." She gave a dreamy sigh. "His eyes were a brilliant red that threatened the life of whatever he glared at, but Sol, they were gentle as well."
"I don't know. The vampires I faced were pretty stupid." Lucian commented, "Well, one was kinda smart, and~ was pretty hot." He let out an odd purr-like sound. "And I'm quite sure Vorns would have plans to steal something 'else' if they had the chance..." He smirked, letting out a mischevious chuckle.
Lucian raised an eyebrow at Django when she started talking about her brother, then frowned, letting out a jealous huff. "Someone more attractive than me? Preposterous!" He mumbled.
...And now was the time to find the excuse to scooch away. Sure, Dainn was somewhat attractive when she thought about it and she did see a level of attractiveness in Ratatosk, but that strange purr... "What else could they steal? My Dark Loans card? I wish they would have!"
Django began to giggle nervously. Lucian sounded... jealous. "Sure! I'll draw a picture of him!" And she got off the bed as fast as she could without falling flat on her face and went to the coffin to pretend to search for a piece of paper.
Lucian looked over at Django, grinning now. "Oh, nothing~. I'm quite sure Vorns could do a lot more with those tongues of theirs." He chuckled.
Lucian rolled onto his stomach and watched Django. "I saw one of your pictures of him. Remember, not long before the new moon~?" He asked, letting out that damn creepy purr of his again.
Django strained a laugh. "Yeah, I guess you did!" She shut the lid slowly. That purr was aweful creepy. She turned around and sat on her closed coffin instead of the bed again.
She began to search her head for a distractionary topic. "Umm... So what was your partner like?"
"Oh, Aaron?" Lucian tilted his head, then rolled onto his back like a cat. He closed his eye while smirking. "He was alright, I suppose. He was kinda cute, rather annoying at times. Oh, I still can't believe I was tempted to leave him out in space~"
Lucian laughed and rolled onto his stomach again, looking at Django and tilting his head. "You sort of look like Aaron. Only girly."
Django laughed nervously this time, hoping her tone wasn't caught. "R--Really now? I suppose he was a gunner?"
And then huffed as the last comment set in. "What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Mhmm. Apprentice when I met him. He matured and became a full-fledged gunslinger when traveling with me." Lucian smirked, "Not surprising though. I used to be an elite gunslinger."
Django's huff made Lucian tilt his head. "Means you look like a cute girl variation of my old partner."
Django eased up a bit. "Really? So I guess you taught him most of the jacks of the trade, huh?" She offered a smile.
And fell into his trap. She giggled at the "cute girl" part of his statement, blushing ever so softly. "Oh? Was he a blond or brunet?"
Lucian shrugged. "Learned most of it on his own. Didn't know I used to be a gunslinger until we met up with Dumas."
"You're blushing. Something I said?" Lucian purred again, "Aaron was brunette."
"Aah... That's how I learned to operate my gun for the most part. Daddy... Daddy taught me a bit, but I was too young to remember... Though I remember the phrases he told me to say when I shoot at something!"
"S--Sorta..." Django was only compelled to blush a bit harder. "I... I was never really called cute before except by by librarian, but she was like an aunt to me." She tilted her heard to match Lucian's gaze. "I'm actually naturally blonde, but the half-vampirism thing sort of messes things up. It's still weird... You and your partner are like my brother and me in some aspects but we have a lot of differences, don't we?"
Lucian smirked. "I'm sure I'd be the same way with Trinity if I ever fired a Solar Gun again, but alas, that is highly doubtful."
Lucian grinned when he saw Django blushing more. "Apparently we are a bit alike. Of course, there's one aspect we're both lacking now, but I'm sure we could fix that~" He purred, getting an eerily mischevious grin on his face.
Django smiled at the mention of Trinity. "Yeah, he was pretty strange." She blinked. "Why can't you use a Solar Gun anymore?"
That grin just made her blush even more. "Oh? What's that?" And now it was time to get nervous again.
"I'm sure a Solar Gun would either just sputter at me trying to fire it, or just burn my hand and throw me completely off target." Lucian shrugged, "Half vampire, go figure."
Lucian then sat up on the edge of the bed again, chuckling when leaning towards Django's direction. "Well, Aaron and I DID have something going together..." He laughed softly, his grin practically giving him away now.
"My Solar Gun fires fine, even while I'm a vampire. It burns a lot, but the target is hit just fine. I guess it's because I still have Solar blood."
Django nearly fell over when Lucian leaned forward towards her. "R--Really? I--I suppose it was just a student and upperclassman thing, right?" She laughed nervously, hoping he was just joking.
"Ha ha, lucky you. I'm sure I'm not that lucky. I'm lucky enough to be alive~" Lucian laughed.
"Oh no. I'm not even part of the Guild Aaron's with anymore." Lucian chuckled, "I haven't been in that in seven years~"
"Ha ha... Yeah... We all are lucky to be alive."
"Aah... But you can still be his upperclassman even if you're not in the same organization!" Django looked down at the invisible watch on her wrist and laughed nervously. "Well, look at the time, we better be going to sleep! Good night Lucian!" She opened the coffin lid and hastily climbed in.
"Bed? What? So early?" Lucian blinked, a bit taken back by Django's quick judgement to go to sleep. Hell, he didn't have any clue what to attempt to say now, his plans were obviously foiled! He couldn't just grab her and throw her down, that'd be a serious risk!
Besides, he didn't want to damage that pretty dress of hers.
Of course, all of Lucian's jumbled thoughts only gave Django more time to get into the safety of her coffin.
What: Meeting :D
When: Monday, after Th es e.
Where: Room 1705 (Lucian's room)
Rating: PG-13
Django is red, Lucian is blue
That was satisfying. Lighting his... HER last stick of dynamite and throwing it out from her window, Django carefully tucked her journal at her waist. She relined her coffin with the normal cushioning she took out earlier to help her get stuff to Kamui.
Kamui. He made her so mad! So what if she wasn't entirely female! She had every right to be one even after being born male! She huffed and began to drag the coffin outside. Lucian would be more understanding! Lucian was like her brother. But Lucian was fifteen flights up. She groaned, but did her work. After all, she couldn't stand all the sexist hate.
In his room, Lucian was staring at a mirror. He was humming, and was adjusting a pair of black cat ears he was wearing that he found on his desk. He stared for a bit longer and chuckled, liking the look of it and spun around on his heels.
Lucian folded his arms and glanced around the room. He was ignoring his pink window now, surprisingly enough, and started strutting around the room. He knew Django was going to show up soon, and was starting to wonder when. He seemingly couldn't wait for Django to show up, chuckling to himself again as he hopped onto his bed and laid down, expecting knocking on his door any minute.
Django wheezed by the time she made it to the seventeenth floor with no breaks in between to stop by any friends' rooms to say hi. She was suddenly thankful for vampirism for it supplied her with seemingly endless energy. The coffin behind her was empty as well, which only meant it was little weight to haul it up. She counted the doors.
"Heh... He's exactly fifteen floors above me!" She chirped and dragged the coffin to the door. "Seventeen Five... This is it~"
She knocked on the door, giggling to herself. She couldn't help but feel pretty giddy.
Lucian suddenly darted upright when he heard the knocking on the door. He smirked and hopped to his feet, walking over to the door. Placing his hand on the doorknob, he hummed as he opened the door.
And what a sight to see. Lucian blinked when he saw Django in the dress, finding it rather unexpected, but rather amusing at the same time. He tilted his head while smirking. "Interesting choice of outfit. No matter, come in~" Lucian chirped, opening the door fully for Django.
Django made no note of the cat ears on Lucian's head and she thanked him and dragged the coffin in.
"Do excuse my choice of bedding." She giggled. "I actually had no choice." She stopped at a suitable place, away from that pink window. She gave him a sunny smile and looked around. "You're awefully friendly today~"
"Quite alright." Lucian chuckled, giving no second thought over the fact a coffin was dragged into his room. Shutting the door after the coffin was dragged in, Lucian went back over and flopped down on his bed, folding his arms behind his head.
"Maybe I'm a bit friendly." Lucian smirked over at Django, "Hope that coffin wasn't too much to carry up fifteen flights. If you needed help, you could've asked." He said while sitting up and sitting on the edge of his bed, folding one leg over the other while looking at Django.
"Oh you~ ♥" Django walked over to Lucian's bed and carefully sat next to him, still smiling. "It was a bit for nostalgia. With the Pile Driver, I had to drag a coffin WITH a lot of dark matter and a body in it! Sometimes without breaks~ After a while, they began a countdown to how long I had before they'd burst out and return back to the starting point." Django looked away for a while.
"You know... You still remind me of my brother... It's scary how much you two are alike. But I guess it's good because I can have two brothers now!"
"Hm. Sounds like I had it a bit easier in that department." Lucian looked over at Django, "All I had to do was shove a vampire in a coffin and get him aboard the Casket Rocket. Of~ course then was the typical enemy fighters and occasional space pirate..." He laughed, laying back down on the bed while looking at Django.
"Makes me wonder how much like your brother I really am." Lucian grinned, then let out a sigh, "But alas, I'm quite sure I'm far more attractive than he is~"
Django giggled and watched Lucian lie back. "Yeah, it does sound like you had it easier. I still had to encounter enemies while dragging coffins to the pile driver. And sometimes those enemies would take the coffin from me and drag it back to a place where the vampire could recover!"
She laughed a little bit at Lucian's comments. "I don't know about that, Lucian~ Brother was turned into Moon Beauty after all!"
Lucian raised an eyebrow at Django. "Enemies dragged the coffin back? You fought the undead, right? So how in the world were they smart enough to do that?" He asked in a confused tone, "Ghouls are especially stupid, but those Vorns... they have perverted ideas with those tongues of theirs if you ask me."
Lucian then simply laughed, "Moon Beauty? Sounds like a title for a female." He then started tapping his cheek, "Unless, of course, you brother was a pretty boy. Then that would explain that."
Django shrugged. "I guess it was programmed into them." She suggested. "Golems are definately puppets and ghouls... I don't know. Maybe the immortal in the coffin would send telepathic messages to their servants to take them back to areas to respawn." Django blinked. "Vorns? ...Oh! Bandits! In my time, they stole items from you by attacking you with their tongues." She shuddered gently.
"Well, brother was very pretty," Django began. "But he was also very handsome... OH his eyes..." She gave a dreamy sigh. "His eyes were a brilliant red that threatened the life of whatever he glared at, but Sol, they were gentle as well."
"I don't know. The vampires I faced were pretty stupid." Lucian commented, "Well, one was kinda smart, and~ was pretty hot." He let out an odd purr-like sound. "And I'm quite sure Vorns would have plans to steal something 'else' if they had the chance..." He smirked, letting out a mischevious chuckle.
Lucian raised an eyebrow at Django when she started talking about her brother, then frowned, letting out a jealous huff. "Someone more attractive than me? Preposterous!" He mumbled.
...And now was the time to find the excuse to scooch away. Sure, Dainn was somewhat attractive when she thought about it and she did see a level of attractiveness in Ratatosk, but that strange purr... "What else could they steal? My Dark Loans card? I wish they would have!"
Django began to giggle nervously. Lucian sounded... jealous. "Sure! I'll draw a picture of him!" And she got off the bed as fast as she could without falling flat on her face and went to the coffin to pretend to search for a piece of paper.
Lucian looked over at Django, grinning now. "Oh, nothing~. I'm quite sure Vorns could do a lot more with those tongues of theirs." He chuckled.
Lucian rolled onto his stomach and watched Django. "I saw one of your pictures of him. Remember, not long before the new moon~?" He asked, letting out that damn creepy purr of his again.
Django strained a laugh. "Yeah, I guess you did!" She shut the lid slowly. That purr was aweful creepy. She turned around and sat on her closed coffin instead of the bed again.
She began to search her head for a distractionary topic. "Umm... So what was your partner like?"
"Oh, Aaron?" Lucian tilted his head, then rolled onto his back like a cat. He closed his eye while smirking. "He was alright, I suppose. He was kinda cute, rather annoying at times. Oh, I still can't believe I was tempted to leave him out in space~"
Lucian laughed and rolled onto his stomach again, looking at Django and tilting his head. "You sort of look like Aaron. Only girly."
Django laughed nervously this time, hoping her tone wasn't caught. "R--Really now? I suppose he was a gunner?"
And then huffed as the last comment set in. "What's that supposed to mean?!"
"Mhmm. Apprentice when I met him. He matured and became a full-fledged gunslinger when traveling with me." Lucian smirked, "Not surprising though. I used to be an elite gunslinger."
Django's huff made Lucian tilt his head. "Means you look like a cute girl variation of my old partner."
Django eased up a bit. "Really? So I guess you taught him most of the jacks of the trade, huh?" She offered a smile.
And fell into his trap. She giggled at the "cute girl" part of his statement, blushing ever so softly. "Oh? Was he a blond or brunet?"
Lucian shrugged. "Learned most of it on his own. Didn't know I used to be a gunslinger until we met up with Dumas."
"You're blushing. Something I said?" Lucian purred again, "Aaron was brunette."
"Aah... That's how I learned to operate my gun for the most part. Daddy... Daddy taught me a bit, but I was too young to remember... Though I remember the phrases he told me to say when I shoot at something!"
"S--Sorta..." Django was only compelled to blush a bit harder. "I... I was never really called cute before except by by librarian, but she was like an aunt to me." She tilted her heard to match Lucian's gaze. "I'm actually naturally blonde, but the half-vampirism thing sort of messes things up. It's still weird... You and your partner are like my brother and me in some aspects but we have a lot of differences, don't we?"
Lucian smirked. "I'm sure I'd be the same way with Trinity if I ever fired a Solar Gun again, but alas, that is highly doubtful."
Lucian grinned when he saw Django blushing more. "Apparently we are a bit alike. Of course, there's one aspect we're both lacking now, but I'm sure we could fix that~" He purred, getting an eerily mischevious grin on his face.
Django smiled at the mention of Trinity. "Yeah, he was pretty strange." She blinked. "Why can't you use a Solar Gun anymore?"
That grin just made her blush even more. "Oh? What's that?" And now it was time to get nervous again.
"I'm sure a Solar Gun would either just sputter at me trying to fire it, or just burn my hand and throw me completely off target." Lucian shrugged, "Half vampire, go figure."
Lucian then sat up on the edge of the bed again, chuckling when leaning towards Django's direction. "Well, Aaron and I DID have something going together..." He laughed softly, his grin practically giving him away now.
"My Solar Gun fires fine, even while I'm a vampire. It burns a lot, but the target is hit just fine. I guess it's because I still have Solar blood."
Django nearly fell over when Lucian leaned forward towards her. "R--Really? I--I suppose it was just a student and upperclassman thing, right?" She laughed nervously, hoping he was just joking.
"Ha ha, lucky you. I'm sure I'm not that lucky. I'm lucky enough to be alive~" Lucian laughed.
"Oh no. I'm not even part of the Guild Aaron's with anymore." Lucian chuckled, "I haven't been in that in seven years~"
"Ha ha... Yeah... We all are lucky to be alive."
"Aah... But you can still be his upperclassman even if you're not in the same organization!" Django looked down at the invisible watch on her wrist and laughed nervously. "Well, look at the time, we better be going to sleep! Good night Lucian!" She opened the coffin lid and hastily climbed in.
"Bed? What? So early?" Lucian blinked, a bit taken back by Django's quick judgement to go to sleep. Hell, he didn't have any clue what to attempt to say now, his plans were obviously foiled! He couldn't just grab her and throw her down, that'd be a serious risk!
Besides, he didn't want to damage that pretty dress of hers.
Of course, all of Lucian's jumbled thoughts only gave Django more time to get into the safety of her coffin.