#c:valor

[petalsinmoonlight]

closed starter for Jon Kent @hellhathnosavior​  “i told you to turn your music down”

“What was that? Turn my music up? Not a problem good sir.” Valor nodded raising the volume on his stereo to promptly ignore his sponsor. He turned back to his canvas, continuing his painting. It was a park by his old home...back when he still had a family that cared about him. Before his sister sold him out. “¿Necesitas algo Sportacus?” 

[petalsinmoonlight]

"From what I've seen this school isn't really known for making the best decisions. Someone up top must have a lot riding on this reform program. Considering a fury-waller demon spawn is in charge, I have to believe there is definitely some other meaning." Valor shrugged, the small knife in his hand twirling without so much of a tremor of hesitation. He wasn't allowed to be in the chemistry lab unattended but they still allowed him his second choice of weapon. This school was either idiotic and too trusting...or ingenious. Letting him believe he had some control left still in his like. Valor glanced over as the boy seemed to be scanning the handbook. "If you're looking for a loophole there is none. That thing is iron clad."

"You mean to tell me. That even knowing what the Grand Duc was capable of and how he was willing to trample over S.H.I.E.L.D., they'd still agree to allow me admission?" The slow perk of his brow, and the confusion that laced with his words, granted anyone willing to listen enough context to know that Ezel wasn't exactly buying into the whole Reform program. For him, it felt like an easier way to keep them off the street and accounted for. Like his father; unfortunately, he was used to simply taking what he wanted by any means and any purpose. The hazel eyes of an ordinary disguise granted him the leisure of blending in. Last fuckin' thing he needed was to have these spoon-fed boy scouts pointing and laughing. No. That was not a dig at the children of Rogers or Summers. Maybe. "We can also scratch the second bullshit quote about power and responsibility." He continued to read over every rule laid in this 'handbook'. There's gotta be a clause somewhere.

[midoridragonuus]

37, 56, and 72

37 - Philia Felice

can’t cook to save a life, but gives it her all every time

her favorite dish is omurice, and she often begs Mona to make it any time they hang out

she often feels inferior to others, because despite being a priestess, she doesn’t possess any innate healing powers. all of her healing abilities come from science, not magic

falls in love really easily, but just as quickly convinces herself that it’s not worth it

talks to her sword more often than people. she claims he holds better conversations about politics

often gets dismissed or walked over because of her soft voice, but she remains resilient and headstrong

can recite the periodic table of elements by heart and is really proud of this

56 - Valor Tepes

is a low-key germaphobe

absolutely hates cold weather and is twenty times more thrilled than his ‘wife’ to be in the Light District

cringes every time he walks past a building with gargoyles, because he used to be one. it’s a mixture of shame and fear

cannot get enough of food and will try anything and everything

can make a bloody mary faster than a bartender

has an extreme dislike of dreary colors (greys, muted browns and blues, etc.)

afraid of falling asleep because it makes him too still for comfort

cried the first time he wore an angora sweater because it was so soft

will never get rid of his hat and insists it’s “retro vogue”

72 - Meilin Oiwyndar

has three partners and is in a poly relationship

learned to play the pan flute so she could speak to birds

spent a week lost in a bamboo forest when she was young. she begged the Windsinger to let her out and sang hymns in hopes it would reach him. after she found her way out, she claimed it was because of her singing and never stopped since

was weary of Morticia at first, since she was afraid the other’s snakes would go after her birds

spends an unnatural amount of time washing her hair

refuses to eat anything other than pure vegan harvest

often conducts funeral rights and ceremonies for animals, birds, and fish

her favorite flower is the iris

can play the mandolin and gets irrationally angry when people call it a banjo

[petalsinmoonlight]

Closed starter for @emrysnygma​

Valor stood in the dark alleyway, his heart pounding in his chest. He had just killed his sister's boyfriend, Rocket, and he didn't feel a shred of guilt. He knew that his actions would have consequences, but he refused to show any sign of weakness. As he turned to leave, he saw a figure approaching him. It was Emrys "What do you want?" Valor snarled, assuming that Emrys was here to confront him about Rocket's death. "If you're here to stop me, you’re too late." he said tucking a plastic bag into a box. “Thought you’d be happy, you did say this love mess of hers was causing her to be distracted didn’t you?”

[midoridragonuus]

Who dislikes Valor, and why? Does Dist like purple? Tora and Arandano - are they taken? (Are they perhaps SECRETLY TOGETHER? is the pirate king pining for the pretty prince?) Do Jade's glasses ever get in the way of his spear-work/magic?

Who dislikes Valor, and why?

Valor is fairly well-liked among the residents of Schwartz Tower. There’s no one who outright dislikes him - however… He and Galadriel bicker constantly during work. Their business relationship consists of snide remarks, pin pokes, and backhanded compliments delivered with smiles.

Valor also has an extreme dislike for Gaet - who often tracks mud through his fabric warehouse. Gaet, in turn, dislikes Valor for not understanding his “aesthetic.” He’s a mystery to Gaet; he likes pastels, cleanliness, working, a pristine suit. All of those things make no sense to Gaet, and so they have several back-and-forths.

Does Dist like purple?

“I can’t help what looks good on me. Kekekeke~”

Tora and Arandano - are they taken? (Are they perhaps SECRETLY TOGETHER? is the pirate king pining for the pretty prince?)

ok number 1: how did you know

number 2: It’s super one sided.

Arandano was tired of being a prince, and left the throne to live a life of adventure. What could give better adventure than a pirate ship!? He weaseled his way on board during a drunken night for the crew, and when the Captain awoke the next morning, he was shocked to find the prince in his bed.

They’ve tried everything to get rid of him; throwing him overboard, leaving him during a raid, tying him to a post and setting sail. He always finds a way back, claiming he was “made for a life at sea”.

Tora could not disagree more and finds everything about him irritating. However, the Captain’s morals forbid him to kill an innocent, and being annoying is hardly a crime. Yet.

Do Jade’s glasses ever get in the way of his spear-work/magic?

“Absolutely not.”

[petalsinmoonlight]

brokenbeauties​:

Dimitry/Valor @petalsinmoonlight

Dimitry couldn’t hide the smirk on his face as he looked at the other, it was easy to figure out who he was dealing with but he really couldn’t be bothered to care. “Are you threatening me?” He questioned in a rather mocking tone “because the only threats I take are ones that promise a good time”

Valor took a step forward, his eyes narrowing as he glared at Dimitry. "You're playing with fire, muchacho," he warned, his voice cold and threatening. "You might be able to charm your way out of some situations, but this isn't one of them. You'd do well to watch your back." Valor wasn’t the most personable of people unless he absolutely had to be. This wasn’t one of those moments.

Dimitry/Valor @petalsinmoonlight

Dimitry couldn’t hide the smirk on his face as he looked at the other, it was easy to figure out who he was dealing with but he really couldn’t be bothered to care. “Are you threatening me?” He questioned in a rather mocking tone “because the only threats I take are ones that promise a good time”

[petalsinmoonlight]

brokenbeauties​:

Dimitry/Valor:

Dimitry knew what pressure points to hit and poke while still ensuring he had a sense of good nature himself. There was no denying he was a tad mad about his family legacy and the hell he was forced to live in the last couple of years. “Good Boy” he replied in a smug tone allowing his eyes to fall back to their brown color, of course, he was ever ready for a fight there was no denying that. “I’m so glad to hear you have a brain as well as brawn, Valor, Now how about you tell me what about my presence here seemed to set you off for no reason?”

Valor gritted his teeth as he remembered the beating he had received earlier that day from Daphne. He was in a bad mood, and the last thing he wanted to do was talk to anyone, let alone Dimitry. Normally, he liked the guy, but today was not a normal day."Your presence here just reminded me of something, that's all." He lied through his teeth, still nursing the bruises on his face. "It's nothing personal, Dimitry." He added, hoping the man would drop the subject and leave him alone.

brokenbeauties​:

Dimitry/Valor:

Dimitry watched the male take another step towards him he wasn’t afraid nor did he back down just because the other moved closer. “Playing with fire is my normal Tuesday afternoon” he replied back before smirking again at the other allowing his eyes to shift to their golden state. “Yeah, you’d be surprised how quickly I could charm you, maybe do a little mind control, and have you as my personal lap dog watching my back for the next week. I’m not like those sheep you enjoy pushing around, I’m not scared of little old you…so back off”

Valor watched Dimitry, a sense of apprehension settling in the pit of his stomach. He was never afraid of a fight, but he also knew that Dimitry's magical abilities were not something to be messed with. He took a step back, distancing himself from the confrontation. As the other male mentioned mind control, Valor's jaw tightened. He had heard stories of people being manipulated like puppets, and the thought made him uneasy. He knew when to pick his battles, and this was not one he wanted to fight. “Alright you made your point.” he growled, holding up his hands.

[petalsinmoonlight]

brokenbeauties​:

Dimitry/Valor:

Dimitry watched the male take another step towards him he wasn’t afraid nor did he back down just because the other moved closer. “Playing with fire is my normal Tuesday afternoon” he replied back before smirking again at the other allowing his eyes to shift to their golden state. “Yeah, you’d be surprised how quickly I could charm you, maybe do a little mind control, and have you as my personal lap dog watching my back for the next week. I’m not like those sheep you enjoy pushing around, I’m not scared of little old you…so back off”

Valor watched Dimitry, a sense of apprehension settling in the pit of his stomach. He was never afraid of a fight, but he also knew that Dimitry's magical abilities were not something to be messed with. He took a step back, distancing himself from the confrontation. As the other male mentioned mind control, Valor's jaw tightened. He had heard stories of people being manipulated like puppets, and the thought made him uneasy. He knew when to pick his battles, and this was not one he wanted to fight. “Alright you made your point.” he growled, holding up his hands.

brokenbeauties​:

Dimitry/Valor @petalsinmoonlight

Dimitry couldn’t hide the smirk on his face as he looked at the other, it was easy to figure out who he was dealing with but he really couldn’t be bothered to care. “Are you threatening me?” He questioned in a rather mocking tone “because the only threats I take are ones that promise a good time”

Valor took a step forward, his eyes narrowing as he glared at Dimitry. "You're playing with fire, muchacho," he warned, his voice cold and threatening. "You might be able to charm your way out of some situations, but this isn't one of them. You'd do well to watch your back." Valor wasn’t the most personable of people unless he absolutely had to be. This wasn’t one of those moments.