Cubix

Darkness and Light

I think I'm still alive...

or am I???

*cue mystery music*

Mains | League of Legends

"You're right." Leon mumbled almost absentmindedly as he dumped the bloodstained clothes into the laundry bag after he was thoroughly questioned by the police. Of course, it was sensible. They just saw a guy holding bloodstained clothes, and immediately primed him as the suspect. Good thing, though, that some of the clients were able to vouch for him, and convince the police that he was the one who tried to save the man, but his efforts failed him. "Let's go outside." the lad shambled out, his right hand gripping the hem of his sleeve-less shirt quite tightly. One of the women's words really kept replaying in his mind: 'maybe you're one of us' or something like that. No, it wasn't a big, fat maybe. He, indeed, was really one of them. He had already awakened a few weeks back, and had tried his best to live a normal life. If there was something that Leon knew in his life, it was that bringing yourself to unnecessary spotlight is like waltzing towards a flame-- you will get burned. Leon had little intention to show his own capabilities, but the idea of being in a group that understood his dilemma was nigh on impossible to ignore.

He wanted company; he wanted friends who shared his sorrow. But, he had his past to look forward to.

As he sat down outside with the blue-eyed maiden, the barista leaned back on the wall, stretching his arms until his hands rested comfortably behind his head. His lavender eyes looked at the graying skies, a grim reminder of how quickly a day can turn into a nightmare. Then, he turned his gaze to the blue-eyed maiden, unable to tear his gaze from her for a few seconds. "It's crazy, really. And, my classes don't even start until three in the afternoon." Leon sighed, releasing some of his pent-up tension. "And, I have little reason to go and attend it."

His eyes went back to the muffin-witch, observing her interaction with one of the smokers. It seemed that everyone who had openly showed their powers, whether accidental or purposely, were given a card. A card which he had no idea what was written on it. And, the blue-eyed maiden had one of those cards. For all he knew, they were being recruited into an organization or a private army where their powers will be used to take over the world or something. After all, he didn't see how mere human means could fend off an ice lady or a woman who could survive near-searing heat. "Would you really go with them? Things would become complicated, in my opinion. But, I guess," Leon looked at her again, now crossing his arms over his chest. "That that is your choice. It must have been hard, huh? Waking up to sudden powers that are beyond our wildest dreams..."

Still, what the man said had a point. Leon hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but he couldn't help listening to a weird conversation. Power can get through one's head, and it certainly did at one point in Leon's awakening. However, he managed to control such urges... for now. After all, what was there to gain by destroying buildings without prior cause? A waste of his time, and other people's time. However, as he tried to process everything so far, he heard a sudden noise-- almost like a horn-- that reverberated through the air, but it vanished as quickly as it resounded. Leon's eyes searched left and right for the source of the noise, but hesitated otherwise to act in case that this was one of this smoker's schemes to cause him to use his ability. Leon didn't know much about life, but he knew that if he played his cards right, he'd win the jackpot of never ever being bothered by card-wielding vagabonds ever again.

Mains | League of Legends

Will be posting soon :D

Mains | League of Legends

Yeah. I'll be patching up a post by tomorrow-- after I get some sleep.

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As the man's eyes waned before Leon's eyes, the lad's breathing heightened and his lips quivered with desperation whilst his hands trembled almost too pitifully. To see another life pass before him felt oddly cold and neutral; he couldn't feel anything, but that was what frightened the lad. Was he so numb already to the concept of death that he could not even shed a single tear? No, of course not. It was something more complex than this. However, the dying man's last warnings did echo out in Leon's mind. Monsters? The term was far too general, and while they were generally unaccepted in the classroom environment, a lot of images came to mind when one mentions 'monsters'-- and Leon was sure that they weren't pertaining to freakish humanoids with clubs for tails. Leon wasn't sure which made him feel more uneasy: the death or the warning. Everyone had started to settle down, now, but things were far from over. If anything, Leon wanted everyone out of here so that he could just return home, and sleep there while missing his three o'clock class. With those thoughts in mind, the lad stood up without a word, and got one of the thicker white table cloths from the storage room, and draped it over the deceased with respect. "Until the ambulance arrives." Leon muttered as he fetched his bloodstained clothes, and began to head for the washing machine-- after all, Wi-Hi Café had its own machine in the employee's restroom just beside the regular ones. "It would also be good if you guys returned to your homes where it will be safer."

Today was not the best day for him, truly. He got burned, insulted, traumatized (again), and a lot more, and it was just all before twelve in the afternoon. Oh, what fun would occur in the near few hours? Leon was not thrilled to know. Then again, the world just loves to keep proving him wrong, and it would happen just a few seconds in interval as he passed by the regular restrooms, just in time to see three women standing outside of the men and women's bathrooms. No, it wasn't the oddity of two women coming from the men's restroom that caught his attention. Rather, one of the women lacked a shirt, sported a pair of azure wings, with a dancing yellow plush doll (that almost looked like a certain caretaker's merciless projectiles) on her. It was the blue-eyed maiden that Leon saw earlier this morning!

"What the fu--?!" Leon stopped mid-curse, dropping the bloodied clothes to the ground. Leon quickly looked around, trying to see if people were on him. However, it only reminded the lad about a random yellow flash (that he could only assume came from one of the patrons which oddly looked like a certain caretaker's healing ability) and the random shield spawning mid-air. Now, Leon was eighty percent sure that these people around him were just like him as well. After all, the muffin-witch seemed to be undaunted by scalding coffee as well. "Y-you..." he sputtered, almost out of breath. Strangely enough, the area was hot and cold at the same time. "Diana... Anivia, and Annie..." He mumbled carelessly before calming himself. "I must have been traumatized more severely than I recall..." A nervous chuckle escaped his lips before he bent to pick up the dropped clothing. "Now, I'm seeing that videogame in everyday life... This is one hell of a coping mechanism."

Darkness and Light

I am just waiting for the action to reach the royalty side XD But, I'm still being updated as to the recent events.

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Leon Kohlberg

@Ambra@Eklispe@Card Captor

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"I already did." Leon grimly replied as he knelt beside the man. His lavender eyes turned to the screaming young girl, clicking his tongue in the process. Of course, he was cleaning outside when the man hobbled in, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. As soon as he saw the man, Leon had ran to the back entrance of the café, and dialed the three-digit distress number. Still, death was not new to Leon; it never was-- not until five years ago. As someone who used to live in Alaska before departing for Darkwell, Leon experienced a tragedy that immensely shook his perception things, including standing out. One thing was for sure, the deaths he saw in Alaska was a memory he chose to bury beneath a mound of apathy. "Move back. Give him some air." Leon gently shifted the man until he was lying on his back, determining that the injury was somewhere upon his torso, and tore off his apron and folded it to serve as the man's temporary headrest. He noticed that one of the customers had slowly pulled up the man's blood-soaked shirt until his abdomen was clearly seen. "Three stab wounds." A spurt of blood tainted his face, causing Leon to suddenly shiver as if a memory shocked his mind. "N-no.." he cleared his throat. "I'll take the gauze." Leon stated, taking the roll into his hands, and made a makeshift dressing. He handed the dressing to the same guy who possessed the tools, taking off his polo shirt which left him in his sleeveless undergarment. Using Leon's polo shirt, he applied a steady amount of pressure upon the wound, intending to suppress the blood loss. And, when the leak had subsided, he applied the dressing, taping it firmly in place. "Hey, medic-kit, apply pressure to the other stab, and apply the dressing as well. We need to stop the flow of blood before he goes into a shock." Leon instructed.

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"H-hey... y-you're gonna be all right... yeah?" he softly said, almost as if he was assuring himself.

"I-it's... g-getting... d-dark... Leon..."

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Leon snapped out of the haze, his eyes darting to Alex. "Alex, get me that medic kit at the storage room, and watch the door. Don't let anyone in... or out until the paramedics arrive. Smack the living daylights out of anyone suspicious. Also, keep an eye for the ambulance." His hands went back to the man, observing the unsteady rising of the man's chest. This man was slowly losing the fight. Leon quickly got to work on lowering the blood flow, his breaths unsteady with a combination of panic and trauma. After he was done with the second stab, he let the other guy stop the bleeding from the third and last wound. In this case, Leon sat near the man's arm, monitoring his pulse which was slowly getting weaker.

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"I... c-can't... I..." faint whispers echoed from her lips, those warm blue eyes slowly losing their brightness.

"YES, YOU CAN!" he screamed in reply.

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The bartender looked at the people who had huddled near the scene, causing a sigh to escape his lips. Even with blood dripping down his cheek, Leon buried his face in his left hand. "Once you seal the last stab, put him in the recovery position. I assume you know that already. Monitor his breathing and keep him warm as well." Leon released another sigh before taking a seat on one of the nearby chairs, his fists balled, and his arms extremely shaking in utter despair. His mouth was opened in a small gape, bursts of air being pumped in and out at a fast pace. Leon's vision dimmed as black clouds waxed and waned at the edges of his sight. "Rainbowstoysmarshmallowsteddybearleagueoflegends..." Streaks of blood had painted his white shirt, but Leon paid no heed to this as he was being sucked into another chasm of memories.

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Two hands were joined as the winter wind howled, and as soon as the sun rose, only one kept holding on. "S-S..." he stammered. "S-Sarah?"

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Unbeknownst to Leo the Lion, tears had streamed down his face; his lips quivered uncontrollably, and strangled groans growled deep within his throat. "Where's that fucking ambulance...? They're never here..." he cursed, his voice laced with spite, malice, and rage at something he could never let go.

Mains | League of Legends

Panic. Probably, panic.

Edit: Dang. My laptop screwed up, and I lost the entire post :C I'll just post as the dead guy is introduced.

Mains | League of Legends

On a scale of absolute zero to my ex's heart, how cold is Claire's skin atm?

No, but seriously though XD Since the air around her got chilly, it might be safe to assume that her skin is almost as cold as ice. Just wanted to clear it up since it might be included in my next post.

Darkness and Light

Not such a good post, but it will have to do until the meeting starts. Also, I've made some sort of introduction so that Jaiden will have a chance to hop in. I can edit it, though, if needed. @jordy0403@Cultural Titan