#;s. midsummer portrait of a valiant knight | luke

[lycianlynx]

shading with black // luke + chad

lukendary​:

Luke loved being outside, taking in the majesty of the outdoors. He especially loved it when he was supposed to be doing something boring, and he was totally skipping that. Who really needed the monastery weeded anyway? Not a sexy chore that impressed people! So not the Luke’s ideal way to pass time.

So, he strolled around the lake, smiling at the sun on his hair with the bliss of someone who was enjoying illicit free time. He caught a glimpse of someone sitting nearby and he made his way towards the, stopping when his shadow cast itself over their papers. An artist- yes! Just what he needed!

“Hey, how’s it going?” Luke gave Chad his signature finger ballistae, grinning as he snapped his fingers. “Name’s Luke, and I am looking to spend my very free afternoon in the best way possible!”

He struck a dramatic pose, holding his lance like he was poised to strike at an imaginary enemy off to his side, within Chad’s view.

“So, you’re gonna draw, right? Want a subject? I gotta work on my heroic poses for when I’m saving the world and stuff, so you can just direct me as you need me. Unless you just wanted the lake which, I get it, it’s a pretty cool lake.” He stopped posing for a moment, stretching his arms in what he thought was a confident, cocky way.

“What’ll it be, new bestie?” New bestie who he prayed would not report him to Seteth.

Well they might as well just go and crack their skull open on the bench now, this can’t get much worse, can it? It’s already bad enough that their charcoals are in a shit state for no reason, now they’ve got this guy bugging them to draw his cabbage-patch lookin’ ass, and they already don’t like doing requests on a good day. The boy squints up at this ‘Luke’, looking a bit like they’re trying to look directly at the summer sun. The thought to report him to Seteth doesn’t cross their mind, but if it did, the other student could be sure they’d be hollowly threatening to do so right now. They’re feeling mean-spirited enough to do it, at least.

Alas, due to being new on campus, it didn’t, and so, Chad doesn’t. Instead, he huffs a curt sigh through his nose, and pauses, regarding the other; Then, coming to some kind of decision, sits up straighter, holding out his thumb and pointer fingers on each hand, pretends to frame Luke against the scenery.

He can be a different kind of petty, instead. Though his usual first response is demanding payment for artistic services (usually a pittance regardless, he’s an amateur, anyways), Chad has something else in mind for this guy.

“Hmm,” He hums, lowering his hands, looking bored, picking out a charcoal (it’s short! it’s fucking short!!!) and slouching, his free hand propping up his chin. “Meh. Don’t think you’re cool enough to draw. Y’got anything better?”