#* ✦ luminaei | ariel

[zorkaya-moved]

♦️ : Mya Oak ; Zeli Oak obvi ! bonus if you want : Ariel Oak and/or Mania Father being a casual uwu tea party guest L;AKSDJFGF

@luminaei

MYA & OAK CASKET.

Mya knows that Oak Casket deals with a large number of different people from Syndicate or East Side, which means she can have more access to information if she brings the correct payment to Oak. Sadly, Oak finds it rather amusing to give Mya more vague explanations as to what can be offered as payment. When Mya confronted the undertaker about such bullshit, she only smiled softly and said that the fire of hers can only destroy, thus asking for something specific can lead to her burning the pay instead of bringing it to her if she really does ask this. This, as you understand, is another vague and confusing explanation which caused these two to stop working together for a bit until Mya received a letter from Oak Casket stating that she will stop teasing her and will provide a better explanation to her prices.

ZELIMIR & OAK CASKET.

Zelimir's stays over at Oak Casket's cell even when she's not there because once she was gone from her room for hours upon hours and no one could find her. All because Langley wished to get any and all information from the Listener without Zelimir's approval or even telling him. Upon her return, Zelimir noticed that Oak was putting on her gloves back to hide away disappearing wounds from interrogation. After that, he started to spend even more time with the woman to spite others but also, perhaps, out of worry. Oak Casket herself remains rather calm about Langley's 'methods' of gaining information since her ability to heal herself allows her to avoid dying. Zelimir learned more about her abilities after that and the undertaker herself decided to keep him closer to herself because - as she put it - he was warm and his presence was comforting. For him to wait for her in her room? It gave her a strange desire to... return.

PARMA & OAK CASKET.

Parma's presence in Syndicate is known to her through the voices she hears, but it's also something she uses to her advantage. It's fun to imagine that Oak Casket and Parma worked partially together at some point with weapons right under the Syndicate's nose. It's written in Oak Casket's profile that she got certain 'interesting' goods to which she answered she got it herself, so perhaps there is could be a certain business exchange between Parma and Oak Casket aside from their usual tea time together. They are there for business because Oak Casket - unlike all Sinners we've met so far - has one of the most distant view on the conflict of the living world, which includes Parma's influence.

[gemkun]

@luminaei said : ✔ for any and all muses you fancy across all my blogs hehe so that I don't end up spamming your dash ↬ a quick and easy plotting guide

ROBIN

My muse(s): dr. ratio

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

consider modern au ... with that idol life ...

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

we've already basically established their dynamic but i am looking right at 2.1 and demanding content

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

with robin's abilities but the relationship we're going for , there's always the possibility of her utilising her powers but i think she'd only do it as a last resort with veritas

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

you've already done all these hehe but i will always accept anything you send !

ARIEL & MYA

My muse(s): dazai

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

anything we can possibly think of i will dip my toes into the sea

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

for both mya & ariel , there's a lot of avenues we can explore because this man is awful and can't make up his mind , but also the context could dictate the way relationships lean and other externalities we can always deliberate over

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

[abyssah]

     " a pleasure to see you again ariel. " a gentle tone, a hand at his back. " have you made the express your home then? "

@luminaei / sc

[deathfavor]

@luminaei said: ‘Help…’ (what if we reversed it with Earl or Erik, if he's still there, because I think we should treat ourselves with a 165cm tall woman telling a man who can easily bench press her to sit down and stop acting up, you know how it is AJSHSHEHEH)

send 'Help...' for my muse's reaction to finding yours injured

   Earl plays a careful, cautious role as he recovers within the confines of the MBCC. Those sinners of Syndicate at least know of him by name if not by being a witness to Legion’s power and presence on the field. He may no longer possess the same physical freedom he once had, brute force traded for the fox’s cleverness, he often still appeared on the field – the ground of the frontlines traded for wings in the sky as the Legion’s strategist. And even physically he was still far deadlier than people expected from him. In front of the other sinners, Earl is very careful to keep his presentation to what it should be and to what would be expected of the Legion Advisor. 

  But today he might have pushed himself too far for too long. He slumps against the wall of the room after the last sinner has left the empty dining hall, pale and sweating with the effort it has taken to keep up that image. He dislikes letting anything other than that show around anyone. ( It was the same for anyone, but especially around Horo when she’s already shed tears by his side for a second time, a guilt that lingers in his mouth. )  

   His eyes flick upwards when he hears the doors hiss open, his dark gaze warily meeting Ariel’s when she steps into the room. The Legion’s advisor is polite ; but he never gives the impression of being trusting. He’s always alert and on guard, like the fox that all the hunters of the village dream to catch but never can. Even in pain and exhausted, his eyes are focused while he watches her enter into the room. It would have been the same if it had been nearly any other person.  

   “ I’ll be fine. “ He says before anything can be asked. Not that he was fine, but that he would be. Eventually. It was a small nuance of language that most people would completely miss without realizing it. He might be familiar with her presence along with much of the medical staff considering the near constant care by the medical staff when he’d been rushed in ( or so he had both pieced together and heard ) , but it was recognition, not trust. “  Just pushed the limits some. “ Some, as if he’s not clenching his jaw in silent agony or putting more of his weight on the wall than his leg. 

[sociieties]

@luminaei said: ' i understand. all you have done has been in the name of saving them, of offering their souls a final resting place, a comfort, certainty, and the knowing they are no longer alone. but, what about you? ' ( for NOX because the contrast between ariel being a church of light and life and NOX being a personification of death as a church / temple is something that makes me feral )

she doesn't understand the question -- something is said about the way ariel asks about her. what about her...? she silence is deafening, empty gaze planted on the other's face, ivory eyes settled on goldens and for a long moment, she doesn't know what to say. if the other is speaking of what she does -- what she'd done, but --

perhaps ariel looks into her actions too deeply. perhaps she tries to see sense in places where there is none.

nox kills to put people, tragic and pained, out of their misery. nothing more, nothing less. absorbs their souls, energy, entire being because it is a thing that happens. one does not ask a dog why it barks, nor a kitten for mewling. it is nature / instinct. curious, her head slowly tilts at the other woman, lips parting and the sounds of departed souls speak before she does. " i do not understand your question, " honest and bland, " what do you mean? "

[zorkaya-moved]

❝  there is no wound that you can give me that i have not already given myself.  ❞ ( :') hi ren akjdhfdgfgf )

@luminaei

Heroes and martyrs will always leave regrets behind, stricken by the understanding how they did not live their lives as they wanted to. Their grief, their sadness, their desperation. They all will end up with those wishes of fulfilled regrets, they'd beg for success and they'd beg for something to be changed. Their wishfulness would be born from helplessness, them looking back at how they lived and understanding that they did not [live] but [served] to those morals without making themselves truly happy. Repressed desires, repressed wishes, repressed hopes for freedom. Everything at the same time, everything at the last moment when they face death and lose their angelic and saintly behavior, wishing that they've done something more, something else, something different just for themselves. One time.

Will Ariel be the same? Oak Casket thinks she will be. Her past name is long thrown away and now she lives for herself as much as making sure that the dead have their wishes heard. It was her mother's last desire, it was her brother's whispered wish that made her move forward with it. Despite carrying the wish of someone important to her, the Sinner of Death remains unbothered by the words spoken from the other, much younger lady. Oak remains unapproachable, the one who makes other Sinners feel a shiver run down their spine because they do not wish to look at her, speak with her, and hear her words. Despite her voice being like a grim lullaby, haunting and ethereal in a way Death is.

It seems Ariel thinks her words are said to harm her, to hurt her, to make her doubt her faith and her wishes to go forward. But Ariel will not be able to help Corruptors, she will not be able to become salvation of all Syndicate, she will not be able to do everything alone. Thus, her mission is one without an end and without a presence of person named 'Ariel' only a presence of a title of a 'saintess' that she seems to uphold.

Oak Casket's gaze is hollow, she looks at Ariel without any judgement or any malice as she simply studies the girl (by Oak's words) in front of her. People like her are like candle lights, burning themselves out until their wax (faith/life) runs out and their fire no longer can burn. A pathetic sight, a sight that will never change based on everything Oak has seen. Her own bias plays a big role from how many voices and whispers of similar people she heard. But Ariel isn't the only one who wants to [help] those people. Cure Mania as Dr. Iron said... Cure Corruptors as Anne wished, didn't she? SALVA wanted the same thing as Ariel does, but they use different approaches. But they all will melt away like candles, burning themselves far and beyond. The candles in the Romanesque Hall is a reminder of how fast life passes by and how easily it can be snuffed out.

"For who are you bleeding, saintess?" Oak Casket asks, not caring about the words spoken prior. Ariel may think her words are spoken as a way to slash and cut, a stab to make her faithful body bleed light and foolish, stubborn wish to bring salvation. However, salvation of Syndicate will only be possible when it perish and will be brought anew. Death is peace, salvation from this life of hardships, cruelty, and merciless destruction through Mania and corruption. So what will be Ariel's wish when she dies? Will she regret not living for herself? "What self-fulfilling prophecy do you wish to achieve? My words are nothing but questions to guess what regrets you will carry with yourself beyond. It will be I to whom you will return, pleading to fulfill one last wish."

Only Chief forced her to step into the world of the living. Only that existence who is so stubborn, foolish, and reckless but monstrous and beastly in their nature. A beautiful yet grotesque picture that will lead towards futures where maybe a dead person will give her more stories, more secrets, more happiness instead of regrets and cries. Ariel is not that person in the eyes of the one who's heard too much.

"Heroes leave with regrets when helplessness strikes them. So tell me, what regret do you carry within yourself before it's too late? As I do not hear the voices of the dead until we are out on the battlefield," the woman extends her hand to the other, adopting a soft and inviting smile (yet still so cold) as if beckoning the saintess to step closer and confess her sins, the innermost desires. "I will listen to your secrets and whispers if you so wish to confess them."

[deathfavor]

@luminaei said: "hey, it's alright to let it out." ( and one for Lamia because I love her )

when it gets hard sentence starters

Fingers curl into the fabric of her dress for a moment, then they lift and fold together, clutched together like she's praying or pleading. ( She is doing neither ; she needs no god nor is she so weak to need help. Not anymore. ) After a moment she shakes her head, eyes downcast in a meek display.

" No... " Her voice is soft, and if there were other sinners here, then surely her voice would have been lost under the noise. But it's just them and a couple others on the other side of the room. " I don't want to bother anyone...People look to me for miracles. If they see I'm upset or sad, it will make their ailments worse. " Lamia breathes, soft and dainty, like bubbles in a clear current.

Really, she still things this would make for a good Thalamus society. Unfortunately, that meddlesome chief was too nosy. They were still wrong as far as she was concerned. The child had been an outlier - the parents predictable. Children were always outliers, they weren't shackled by societal pressures or had yet to see the ugly colors of the world. It's fine. She just had to be patient. She'd waited years to kill that old fart of the previous one. All it would take is one slip up.

Best to get on people's good sides till then.

" It's okay. Really. " Lamia lifts her head slightly, nervously meeting Ariel's eyes with a small smile. " I think I'm just having a bit of a hard time adjusting is all. It's nothing like what i'm familiar with. I just...want to help people..." Her bottom lip trembles slightly, as if she's fighting back a wave of emotion. " But I don't know how to do that here. I don't...know what to do. "