- Lux & Gerald Luzpin -
Such a challenge that would not be presented to the mighty Lux? Pah! How would such a man as he gauge his own abilities in comparison to others wishing to scale the tower? The masked man traversed through the crowds of summoners, a frown plastered on his face as his arms crossed. His faceless partner remained beside him, silent, glancing at the myriads of men and women who had come to this tower.
"Tis' an inglorious regime; a challenge merely restricted to one and not two? Pah! Color me red as an iron with droves of incredulity unreigning," he hissed to himself, though it was loud enough to garner the attention of the few he crossed, and even more so on his partner. Disgruntled, he continued to rap the side of his arm, pondering upon the exam required for the a license! Yes a license to scale the heaven breathing tower!
And yet, such insolence he abhored and obtained...
"Lux," the spirit moaned, putting a claw to his wrapped head,
"We obtained support and are supporting your companions; there needn't be such displeasure." The boy turned swift, heeding the words of his ally.
"Aye, but upon the draught of igniting change, alas, I am left downtrodden with no eyes to where I could be!" Dramatically, he put up a hand to his head, his knees almost ready to buckle.
"O' yet woe is me, just a mere shadow of a m-""Alright, I get it, quell yourself before I an struck with a headache due to your... incomprehensible sense of words." The ghost sighed, shaking his head as the boy stuck the spirit with a swift smirk, his hopeless demeanor diminishing to the howling raves of the people!
"Yes, such a thing of reasoning; however our ventures come through beckons us to expand upon the limitless starry roads," the man loudly proclaimed proudly, earning some ire from the few who eyed him suspiciously.
"Yet, we shall diverge from the shade and be given the beams of the sol hanging above!" Placing a hand to his chest, it was if he was in a theatrical play, acting and speaking in front of a live audience who would fancy such whimsy.
"Yeah, yeah, but do you recognize any a name? Someone you could ally yourself with," the black mist quizzed, prompting the boy and spirit to stop in their tracks as Gerald pointed up at the heavens above. There, a comprehensible list of people appeared before him. Scanning it whole, the man was surprisingly still, but that peace faltered as he uttered a few hoarse words.
"None, zilch," he frowned as he found himself walking alongside the spectral being. His mouth began to open up, but yet his words fell to the void with a hubris licked noble exclaiming his claim to being the best. Such insolence he hardly tolerated as he whipped his head towards the rude person who interrupted his monologue.
Staring at the boy, Lux scrunched his nose, remaining silent as he let the boy exasperate his temporary claim to being number one. Gerald on the other hand didn't bother stilling his words.
"... I can't tell if your way of talking is worse than this unscrupulous childs attitude," he groaned lowly, toying with one of the few wraps on his visage.
"Such arrogance is the path to doom, despondency, downfall. Such children as he fall hard and low, but only then may he possibly acquire sets of wisdom, if plausible," he answered back, though his friend had a difficult time acquiring what the boy said. Some sort of sound magic within a sin? How perpetually vexing.
As they began to leave, Lux caught sight of a young lady, attempting to question the child into submission with a less than... inoculate examination. The fool had fleeting allies for now; whether or not they lingered was out of the question as he watched the scene unfold. The mist remained unmoving, taking note of the transpiring scene. If such had not a face that was ethereal, it would display a pang of disappointment; a missed opportunity on hand.
Tilting his head to the side, it silently moved like a pendulum as the next even came to fruition. He furrowed his brows as the boy remained unhinged. Seeing nothing of true worth after his reaction, the duo moved on, the shadow whispering something unknown to the boy as he pointed at one of the maiden's arguing with a fairy. The former appeared to have a decorum of control as the man evaluated. Nodding, he thought of her as one of the viable candidates for teaming up with when storming the tower.
The voices teemed all around as Lux and Gerald continued their search for a group. Even if they wished to do it alone as neither had the warmth of their original friends, it would be dire to go without a congregation of adventurers. As the duo neared a couple of folks, some strayed away, giving an aura of malignancy, as well as violent stares. The featureless eyes darted away as Lux anchored his head in another direction.
... but not before catching
those fabled words.
Eyes darted away from the man hanging around the tree as he caught wind of the loud words of a lunatic. Uttering that they should crush their partners under their heel as if to observe loyalty to such a fiend? Such lackluster sheep! Gyah! There hide fury behind the mans eyes when he caught wind of those letters, syllables escaping such ignorant lips! Step on a tool? Oh he was going to... if not for the calm demeanor of Gerald.
"Resorting to such irrational actions here could possibly mark you for elimination in the eyes of others here... remove your haste immediately," Gerald advocated this as he stood there, his claws tapping at an irregular rate. He wanted to disagree, but Lux thought it for the best. As much as he wished for it, there were latter times when he could perform such... impolite actions.
"Heh, quashed the thought," he grinned with the visage of a viper, traversing over to the gathering crowd, whether it was thirst over what could happen next or learning about the blindly obedient summoners convoluted reasoning for stepping on their familiars. As he approached, aggression was at an all time high as he bear witness to that one strange boy in the tree lunging out at the blue blood... before the figures, all three vanished.
"A mere illusion, tactical positioning. Bastard knew it shant be long till one rallied against him... that or something more."What he saw next was something akin to his own magic as his eyes widened at the sudden sabled knife launching from nothingness. Putting a thumb to his lip, he began tapping it against the skin, staring at the podium. Did his magic come to rival his in similarity? The black mist swirled in front of him, crossing his arms in faithful, stalwart silence. As both stayed their silver mouthed blades, Lux could only wonder if those who obeyed were corporeal.
Lux eyes the man that was denoted as "Samuel." An older man, much older than most encompassing the vicinity. Scanning him over, he pondered on if he was with the Church of the Lord before quietly looking at each person, especially the one he denoted as a potential partner.
Up close, the woman appeared smaller than he imagined, with little to nothing on her face. Usually those with some battle experience would display a scar, but yet she held none. New to the horrors of battle maybe? The voice expressed... hmm. He looked down onto the ground, closing his eyes as she silently erupted, his mind lay still to the swordmaidens nervous declaration.
While other events occured, he spoke nothing, only watching the event with invisible irritation in his eyes and vexation on his lips as they all pointed directly at the blonde haired child.
"Never shall I come to conclude why most blondes of blue blood insist on egotism as their blade and hubris as their sheath..."
