#lu fridge magnet poetry

[arecaceae175]

Wild:

Wild:

Wild:

Wolfie, flopping on Wild’s legs:

[imagineelrios]

Ok so, theres a demon world and theres a human world and theres some weird metaphysical place that only supernatural entities can enter. Like demons (luciel) or Ain. They can mess with people while in this plane. How does Luciel and Ain take advantage of it?

(Ah?  I thought the astral plane [what LuCiel uses to switch out] and wherever the fuck Ain goes when he’s out of Intervention were different….?  No matter.)

“CIEL CIEL CIEL CIEL!”

Elsword runs into the training room, screeching in panic.  Ciel’s hand jerks.  His shot goes wide, the bullet slamming into the wall instead of the target.

“Els?” he says in surprise.  “What-”

“THE KITCHEN IS HAUNTED DO YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH A GHOST WHAT-”

“Woah, woah, slow down!”  Ciel sheaths his gunblades and grabs Elsword’s shoulders, staring down at him.  Wow, he really looks scared.  Ciel has seen this boy face down giant spiders, bara furry lions, and demons, and never has he been this absolutely terrified.

“THERE’S A GHOST IN THE KITCHEN!”

Well, that would certainly do it.  Ciel sighs and follows Elsword down the hall, reaching for Lu through their contract.

Hey.  Help me banish the ghost in the kitchen?

Lu doesn’t reply, except with a giggle and a flash of mischief.  Ciel narrows his eyes in suspicion.  That doesn’t sound right.

“See?” Elsword shrieks, dodging behind Ciel and pointing.  Ciel follows his finger to the fridge, where an invisible hand is rearranging those dumb poetry magnets into a promise of death.

Ciel sighs and yanks Lu through their contract.  She appears midair and drops to the ground with a squeak and a thump.

“Really?” he asks her, and walks out without a second glance.  Lu stands up and brushes herself off indignantly.

“Killjoy,” she calls after her servant, and crosses her arms in a huff.

Ain appears and looks curiously at her.

“How did you do that?” he asks.  Lu turns to him and grins.

“Easy!  I can show you, if you don’t mind taking instruction from a filthy demon like me,” she teases, and disappears back into the astral realm without waiting for Ain’s response.

[arecaceae175]

LU as my fridge magnet poetry

[IMAGE ID: Alt text shows the words made by the fridge magnets. They are individual words of black text on a white background, on a white fridge. /END ID]

Four:

Warriors:

Twilight:

Sky:

Wind:

Wild:

Legend:

Time:

Hyrule:

Malon:

Dink:

Sheikah slate: