F01 - Blackbook, Grand Opening Pt. II

[Luke Pendragon 0]

Luke was in a very peculiar mood today. He had walked around a party, letting his guard down for the first time in a long time. He’d been assured that this was a safe area and while he could never truly trust anyone in this world, he found himself feeling relaxed. He hadn’t known that the drink he’d had was spiked with something bizarre. 

His first clue should have been the swirling colors that made him stare absent mindedly a bit too long at people’s clothing as he walked around. He felt himself put on a giddy smile, wondering what the hell was going on. 

“Would anyone like to dance?” he asked, perhaps a bit too loudly. He nearly fell over as he bumped into someone who was dancing nearby. They shoved him back and rolled their eyes before returning to their date. 

A date… why hadn’t he come with one? 

 

[Hirru 0]

He let her choose, and her choice was enough for him.  Tying the mask upon him, he would watch her do the same before they would find themselves back into the dim lighting, odd smells, fine music, and the soft muffles of voices here and there.  Upon entering the main area, their names appear, as if the place was made to keep the truth only if you wished it.  Hirru wouldn't need to glance up to see it.  He trusted her to enough to give him her name, as he did for her.  No, his eyes were now slowly scanning the area, as a certain someone was no longer at the bar.  No, they were now in the arms of someone upon the dance floor, although she seemed quite drunk and out of herself, maybe.  It also seemed that she was probably where she wanted to be.  He would give a quick smile before being brought back to this own present company, with a very specific question.  What happened to him and that scar?

"That..."

He hesitated before slowly bringing her to one of the sofas dotting the edges of the room.

"..Is another story."

He would say while helping her to sit down comfortably.

"One that has no beginning..."

Softly he spoke before he would sit down, as well, taking the cushion next to her.  Settling in as he finished his sentence.

"..and is still ongoing."

He would tell them one day, but today was not that day.  Not that he wanted to add suspense, but there were reasons for not wanting to speak openly about his issue.  Especially in an open environment like this.  Another day; another time.

"Though, it does not have an answer that even I like, and yet I do not want to spin it another way.  It is not a tall tale, one that one can weave and dance around, embellishing their claims, or some other thing.."

He would gaze in to those inquistive eyes, all the more seeking answers that he may yet give.  He wanted to give in, but this was not something he wished to willingly give.  Instead, 

@Vanta

Hirru stats

Hirru Lvl 35 (PL 74) True LVL: 109 / True Tier: 11

Edited 9 minutes ago by Hirru