be a man

[blackestpearl]

Muses: Erin Kim (Alix Roux) (blackestpearl) and  Kim Myungsoo (Lawliet Deneuve) (residge)
Status: Closed
Date / Time: Late night, 1792
Rating: NC-17 for nudity (and god knows what else will come)
Type: Thread
Summary: You don't know this yet, but your situation will be on tons of pop culture later on, have you watched Mulan?

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[residge]

Another day, another dead body; the battlefield tonight was like a feast. A young man with a stern face just survived it for the countless time, alive and only had several bruises on his body, unlike those unlucky ones. Poor these Parisians, he told himself, soon enough you'll become world's enemy.

This stoic young man would always introduce himself as Lawliet Deneuve whenever asked; an excellent gunman, usually appeared when evening came, and disappeared with bruises (and occasionally blood) everywhere. Little did everyone knew, that he hid a pair of fangs most of the time and how easy it was for him to protrude them and find his victim, alive or not. Somehow, it's about to change.

It was late night and the alley was quiet. In this city full of poor people, Lawliet could hear their whispers and talks about how they're going to survive in this condition, regardless the time. He didn't care since he was totally tired at that moment, making a mental note to feed himself on the following day. Coming back to his shelter, which was an apartment he shared with someone else, he only expected to just lay his head on the bed and locked himself up until God knows when. There's no need to knock the door, so he just came into the room, and-

-was it just him or something was off here? No, he wasn't referring to the lamp.

His enhanced sight allowed him to see what the dark room hid from ordinary people's vision. Someone was sitting at the corner, possibly a girl, but the tails left him confused. Whatever this creature was, he told himself to just attack if it turned out to be a threat to him.

“Don't move.” Lawliet firmly warned.

[blackestpearl]

She heard the door open and she couldn't help but to mumble a merde. She absolutely wasn't expecting Deneuve to come home. How on earth could he tell she was there? Oh. Right. Her tails weren't even all that glowy, she couldn't eat for two days with how busy she was. Alix looked at where she thought he was before she sighed, putting on her low man voice before she could speak.

"... Deneuve, it's me. Alix. Merde, you have some trust issues," she tried to play around, but she was feeling pain and she wasn't going to fight him, not now with her troubles breathing as she had at the moment. Could he actually see her?