#ch: leo ashold

[tiredassmage]

leo "if i don't start getting answers, i might just start frying people!" ashold + the circus crew runaways on rishi

[viennen]

WIP Wednesday.

This is my first time doing this, so if I do smth wrong, plz tell me.

I've been working on this for a few weeks. Taken a while, cause of classes, but this is my take on Liv and Leo's last conversations before Leo leaves for Bergeren. I was thinking about what Leo could have done that was bad enough of an embarrassment for him and/or his father (Vorza) that he (Vorza) would decide being sent to Bergeron for a tour (military definition) was a suitable punishment. The next part to do is the argument between Father and Son.

In thinking about what would warrant such a punishment, I very much got vibes like that of what happened when Weiss snapped at the Beacon fundraiser/charity gala in Atlas in Volume 4 of RWBY.

In order to finish this WIP, I have a question/prompt for @tiredassmage: WTF happened? What exactly did Leo do? And how bad was it, that it warranted Bergeren?

A last Farewell?

Ashold home on Ziost.

Liv was in her room, a few books sprawled across her desk, while making notes on her datapad. Suddenly, she heard heavy footsteps come down the hall and stop outside her door. There was silence for a few minutes before she heard a knock at her door.

“Come in,” she called, continuing to make notes. The door opened, and Leo walked in. 

“Liv?” he called, not really wanting to disturb her if she was doing something, but he needed to talk to someone, and Viv or Xander would just make him worse. Liv looked at the door when he called her name, and a look of relief crossed her face.

“Leo!” she cried happily, then paused what she was doing and rushed over to him. She hugged him tightly. 

“Hey, I’m ok, Liv. I’m in one piece. Physically speaking, at least.” he stated, hugging her back. He guessed she must have heard something about what happened if she seemed this worried. Liv let go of Leo and stepped back. 

“I read the mission report. I’m sorry.” she replied. She couldn’t begin to understand how he felt about what had happened, but she knew he was hurting. She looked up at him and at the cybernetics now imbued into his face. “Does it hurt?” she asked, reaching up to touch it. She felt where the metal met his face. It felt strangely warm. She assumed that was just from the warmth of skin affecting the cold metal. Leo didn’t react to her touching it, and put this hand on top of hers. He’d missed having someone he could actually talk to about what happened. He could never talk to his father about what happened. The man was so staunch and strict about orders, and how things were done; he was sure if the mission was repeated, the outcome would have been the same, and he wouldn’t really have cared.

“Sometimes, but I’m used to it,” he replied, then let go when she dropped her hand. Only then did he realize she shouldn’t have been able to read the report.

“Hold on, no one outside the military has access to that report. How did you read it?” he asked. He was somewhat happy that she knew what had happened, so he didn’t have to relive it by explaining it, but he was curious. Liv hesitated a moment.

“I was worried about you, and Father left his study unlocked,” she replied. Leo raised an eyebrow. Their Father never left his study unlocked.

“Unlocked?” he asked questioningly. Liv hesitated again.

“More or less.” she replied. Leo smiled lightly.

“Don’t worry. I won’t tell him.” He replied, then looked up into her room. “What are you doing?” he asked, curious.

“Studying.” She replied, stepping back and letting him walk into her room. He picked up a datapad from her desk and skimmed it.

“The Academy exam?” he asked.

“What else?” Liv stated. “It’s the only thing I can do that’s not military or staying here.” she said. Leo paused. She was right. 

“I know it is,” he replied. “I worry about you, is all.” he explained. “And the Academy Exam is a big thing.” he said. He smiled. “You gonna be ready for it?” he teased. Liv smiled back at him. 

“Of course I am.” she replied. She took the datapad back from Leo and put it back on her desk. Before either of them could say anything else, there was a knock at the open door. They both turned to look and saw Celinya standing in the doorway. 

“Leo, he’s asking for you.” she stated. Leo sighed. He knew what was coming, but he also didn’t. He’d never done something this bad before, so he had no idea what the old man would decide for his punishment. 

“I’m coming.” he stated, and followed the Twi’lek out the door.

[tiredassmage]

oc insights - what kind of love are you?

You know I love me a uquiz that'll diagnose the blorbos. Thank you so much for the tag @commander-krios! <3 Quiz link! I'm once again behind on tags 'n stuff, so if you see this and you wanna do it! :0 I'm tagging you!!!

This one turned out to be a delicious one because I could NOT stop putting my little guys in here. Activating my gotta catch 'em all instincts kaldnf;ladsfn. Eventually this just became a challenge to see if I could collect all of the results. I'm a little sorry I'm like this alkdfn;lkadsf /lh

tyr deckard - love as a threshold

Your love does not ask for much. Your love does not take. Your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. When you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. It is quiet, and it is effortless. It is tender. If your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. If your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. When you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. You love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. You love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. Being loved by you is to always feel at home. Your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same.

alucren ellery - love as a performance

Your love is a masquerade, a dance, a work of art. You love with a veil across your face, unable to allow anyone to see the real you. Can that be considered love, you wonder? As a performer, you have all your lines prepared, and you know exactly what to say and when to say it. You’re charismatic and bold, seductive and hypnotic. Your love is a snake’s melody, the siren song of the sea. Your love is enchanting. Your love is melodic. Your love is afraid and fearful and longing. You ache to tear the veil off, you ache to cast poetry aside for the sake of something real and gritty. You’re terrified of the very thought. Being loved by you is to be loved by an artist; it is to be a muse. It reflects others beautifully, but never, ever yourself. Not really. Not truly.

leo ashold - love as a flaw

Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.

lensan ryaldar - love as a force of nature

Your love is like whiplash –– it comes in with the rain, it blows the doors wide open. When you fall in love, it is sudden and hard and immense. It is powerful. It is earth-shaking and world-ending. Nature is a force, and that force can be destructive if you're not careful. See how the world is doused in gasoline and set on fire –– your love consumes, your love takes, your love burns. You're hot and cold all at once, a hurricane and a wildfire bound together in skin, and when you're in love, it can feel like it's eating you alive from the inside out. When you love, it is with everything you have because it is everything you have. Be careful, darling, because not everyone survives the storm.

rhyst delavast - love as the dawn

Pastel, saccharine and hopeful, your love rises slow to greet the day. It tiptoes on doe feet and blossoms bit by bit, petal by petal. Love is new to you, isn’t it? A fresh discovery in a world you do not quite understand. Your love loves with bated breaths. Your love swoons and sighs and lingers under awnings. Your love romanticizes. Your love aches as tenderly as a bruise. You’re swollen with desire and idealizations. The perfect kiss, the perfect touch, the perfect partner in life. Your love is wide-eyed and innocent, naive and pristine and oh, so very easily breakable. Being loved by you is to be loved by a child, by a lamb, wooly-eyed and helpless. Oh. I really hope it lasts.

ambrose harding - love as youth

Your love is buoyant. Your love is bountiful. It is ageless, and it will never age. When you fall in love, it is breathless. It is joyful and endless, it is magnificent. You think it, like your youth , will last forever. Youth is eternal, and so is your love. Your love skips rocks and tells stories, your love roasts marshmallows over fires, and laughs freely. Your love does not take itself too seriously. Your love is jumping into puddles just to watch the water splash, and dancing in the rain, and it is watching Sunday morning reruns of cartoons to feel young once more. Your love is forever, forever young. Being loved by you is to be loved by the summer months. And those never end, do they? Well, I won’t tell if you don’t.

okay so there's 2 results i'm missing but my brain's shutting down on feeding more blorbos to the quiz mines so this is where i'll finally stop xD /lh

[tiredassmage]

I forget if I queued any of the boy's more recent adventures, but I think I shall return to them today, so have a 'Leo is wondering what he's doing in the narrative' collection <3

[tiredassmage]

out of one major inconvenience and into the next, my boy! <3

[tiredassmage]

LEO ASHOLD + TEXT POSTS

medic. gay disaster. imperial defector. smuggler.

[tiredassmage]

need this man to have the confidence to be more pissy in more situations. leo, babe, it's a great look on you <3

[tiredassmage]

So I started blastin'!

[tiredassmage]

what type of villain are you?

your honor, i do love a good uquiz diagnosing the diseases and problems of my fictional characters and also i might be slightly procrastinating a final paper. saw this one from @sasslett and simply could not resist :3 quiz link! for those who'd like.

swtor edition first!

tyr deckard - then let me be evil

You never wanted to hurt anyone, but the world never gave you a choice. You did the best you could with what you had, but every innocent mistake you made was held against you when it counted, every crossroads led you down the wrong path no matter which way you went. No matter what you did, the odds were stacked against you. It wasn't fair, and you are sick and tired of being told what a monster you are for things out of your control. Well, fine. They want a monster? YOU'LL GIVE THEM A MONSTER!

alucren ellery - the betrayer

You like to do things up close and personal. As personal as you can get. You are an excellent actor, and you do adore putting on a smile knowing your worst enemy, the one you hate the most, doesn't suspect a thing when they tell you their deepest secrets. Your only motivation is revenge, and revenge you shall get. Perhaps you loved them once, long ago, but any fondness for your target you once felt has long since warped and twisted into perverse obsession, laced with malice and venom and seething hatred. Good or evil does not matter to you. All that matters is they get what they deserve.

leo ashold - the coward

You didn't have another choice, honest! Have these people SEEN what the heroes are up against? It'd end you in an instant, whether that be a lovecraftian abomination with a hold on your soul, a rampaging monster that's destroying more than a hurricane and an earthquake could in one fell swoop, a shadow organization that has tabs on everyone you love and will end them in an instant, or just a particularly grumpy boss that might yell at you if you don't fall in with his excessively tyrannical methods, you can't go risking your neck for the poor saps that think they can stop it. No way, you're staying on the bad guy side, where it's SAFE.

rhyst delavast - for the greater good

Perhaps you do not believe what you are doing can truly be classified as evil. Perhaps some people will be hurt from the immediate consequences of your actions, but what the masses fail to see is the immense good that will come of your plans. Maybe you act in the name of science, or for your people who have fallen on great tragedy. Maybe you see cracks in a failing system and want to uproot it through chaotic, destructive means to avoid greater tragedy down the line. Maybe you're just in with a bad crowd, but you can't leave them, no matter how unsavory their intentions, because they're your only ticket to your ultimate goals. No matter what, your goals are noble, and you take no joy in wreaking havoc or hurting those in your way, but the evils you partake in are necessary. If you need to play the bad guy to ensure a better future, then you are willing to play that part.

savosta - no moral compass

You are cold, analytical, and you strive to be as objective as a person of flesh and blood can be. Either don't understand the concepts of good and evil, or you understand it perfectly and think it's a load of bull. Some may call you selfish, some may call you unfeeling, but you're just doing what you believe will yield the best results, plain and simple. Why bother with petty ideals of right or wrong when you can do what will actively help those you give a fuck about? Your goals may be selfish or noble or anything in between, but you will not let anyone make you feel like garbage for going after them. You couldn't care less about what people brand you as. You just care about getting shit done by any means necessary.

[tiredassmage]

Guess who’s back, back again~

[tiredassmage]

beloved disaster <3

[tiredassmage]

anyway. your honor. back at it again at the krispy kreme.

[tiredassmage]

the prodigal goblin son returns <3

[tiredassmage]

late night spontaneous leo post bc i'm way too happy about how his latest outfit came out to tolerate waiting on any of the night's screenshots to work their way thru my queue

[tiredassmage]

Dot, I think I know the answer already, but I'm gonna ask this anyway, cause why not. . . . 79%. Does your character feel guilty about anything in the past?

I have known this answer for so long and hadn't collected the time and mental space to sit down and actually type it until now, my apologies along with my thanks; my vague goal is to work through the many Leo nuggets you've left in my inbox hopefully between school seasons, lol.

[battery-percentage themed asks]

79%. Does your character feel guilty about anything in the past?

Leo carries some kind of blame for plenty of perceived things - a consequence from growing up as The family disappointment, but there's one that really matters to him - one that's a lot more his very own actions and not so much with anything from anybody else.

Leo doesn't like that he left Liv "behind" when he defected. If I'm remembering correctly, it was Liv's idea that they'd leave, and they'd do so together.

Circumstances being what they were on Begeren, it's not like Leo really had the option to actually go and get her at the time, nor was it really the safest for either of them to be in touch after, but they're siblings. And for all that Leo has been grumbly and hurt by never meeting his father's expectations, Liv's someone who actually gave a shit about him and supported him. Disappointing her in some way would feel a whole lot worse.

Logically, he knows Liv likely doesn't blame him for how things happened and that she's probably the last person who'd hold it against him that things happened as they did. She probably doesn't want him punishing himself over it by regretting it, but when it seemed like everything else he did was usually wrong for the rest of the family one way or another, it's a hard behavior pattern to break out of.

He just wants Liv happy and safe, wherever she's at. And at least a part of regretting that she's not already out of the Empire is Leo thinking that she's the one that deserves that, of the two of them. She's the one with the plans and the clear dreams of what she wants while Leo is stumbling to make this up as he goes, but that part is more for him to worry about. She doesn't need the added burden of knowing just how much he regrets and/or blames himself for things not being different on top of worrying about keeping herself safe in Intelligence and... everything else, frankly.

[tiredassmage]