#lumnessence

[maskslain]

@lumnessence​

“Momota.”

It’s entirely unintentional that she approaches him without making a sound. It’s something of habit, when she has no idea how to act. Or perhaps, because she can guess how he might react to her upcoming action.

Birthdays are a celebration of life. Something Harukawa feels she has no right to partake in. She knows well that the astronaut will drag her into it, whether she wants to be or not. Thus she’s chosen to take the initiative, before he can drag her this way or that.

A small box is offered to him. When opened, he’ll find a single chocolate cupcake. The frosting is a mix of purple, blue, and black. Accented by small star sprinkles. It’s meant to resemble space, and has been crafted by her hand.

“Happy birthday, or whatever.”

[liarsking]

@lumnessence​

Ah, his favorite astronaut! (The only one he knows. Whatever.) Considering their last meeting - both how it ended and how he got a little too real with Momota in trying to get him to play along - it’s with a bit of hesitance that he decides to say anything. However, simply speaking to him wouldn’t be much fun. And it seems he hasn’t noticed him yet...

Ouma moves to sneak up behind Momota. When he’s just close enough... he jumps on his back and screams.

“Boo!”

[factitions]

you gotta believe

@lumnessence​

It’s a lot to process, winding up on a new island when you originally belonged to what was a glorified prison school.

Perhaps that was why Shuuichi beelined for the café. Sunny disposition aside, it also remained a nice place to think -- and it served coffee, too, which permitted Shuuichi the ability to have something to perhaps wake him up. The weariness of news crashing down upon him still weighed upon his shoulders, making his bones heavy as if they weighed as much as lead, and it was because of that that he hoped that caffeination might be able to jumpstart his ability to actually, well, get around. Shuuichi didn’t know how to feel about the whole situation so far, but having his brain on something that could kickstart his mind might help him form some kind of gameplan now that he was in some kind of...plan, separate from the game he originally came from.

It was so strange, not seeing overgrowth of foliage everywhere that he looked, and even stranger not to expect the presence of the monochrome bear who haunted him and the others every step. The greatest part about it that ailed Shuuichi, though, was the loneliness that it provided; suddenly the group that he gathered together and knew about at all times minimized to only one person in an unfamiliar area, completely isolated from the presence of his dear friends who he’d grown close to over the course of a month. No amount of coffee, sweet or bitter, would be able to erase the fact that he’d been displaced. And for what reason? Shuuichi didn’t know.

He winced as he fought the incoming headache as he lingered at his table, taking sips from the bitter coffee steaming within his mug. He knew he was part of some kind of project, but why? It sounded so different from what he’d become used to. Even now, he remained on edge as if waiting for someone to suddenly turn, waiting for an announcement to blare over speakers, announcing that a body had been discovered. It made it hard to even keep the amount of coffee that he managed to sip down, thinking about it.

He suspected very little of what he might find in this café, outside of his own thoughts.

[harxmakis]

@lumnessence​

     Waking up to darkness had been...interesting to say the least. After all, it’s not every day that this happens. Maki should be used to how things happen here on the islands, but it’s still a surprise. Until the new year came the island was going to be like this, at least according to the mayor’s announcement. There was also some festivities happening in the city as well, as if it was very much like a winter wonderland now.

     That was all well and good now (the fact that most of the island was covered in darkness was a bit worrying but she could deal with it) but Maki couldn’t help but keep staring up at the sky every now and then, the sight was something she couldn’t put into words. She’d never really cared that much about the stars and all that but now...

     Now she can’t help but be enchanted by it. Sure, she might owe it to a certain astronaut that she care about it now, but she doesn’t mind. She really doesn’t mind anything when it comes to him now that she thinks about it.

     Hearing footsteps behind her, Maki turns around only to be greeted with the sight of someone she knows oh so well. “Momota,” she greets, her expression softening ever so slightly. “Did you come to stargaze as well?”

[unv3iled]

@lumnessence​

Mysteries upon mysteries... It would seem that before Saihara or anyone here can find out the truth behind one mystery, another opens up to them. Some amount of obligation mixes with a genuine desire to discover all there is to be discovered, and before long, he’s made plans with Momota to explore the abandoned research facility.

Thus, here they are, standing in the administration offices. To be perfectly honest, it’s still... surreal to be able to investigate alongside Momota again. Despite reuniting prior to this, searching for the truth together once more... brings a mixture of feelings to the surface. Nostalgia, mainly, yet there’s also... doubt. Doubt that such happiness will be able to last forever. Doubt that this is real. In order to believe, a little doubt is necessary, but even so...

One glance at a piece of information, followed by a thorough scan, threatens to shatter that belief altogether.

He can’t help the way his hands shake slightly, processing the information... before turning to face Momota.

“...Momota-kun... Have you heard of the HXR 27H galaxy before?”

Hesitation and disbelief blend into his tone, deciding to question the validity of the mentioned galaxy before letting his thoughts run too amok.

Although... if even their memories of the galaxies could have been faked within that fictional world...

...

[violetueur-archive]

@lumnessence !!

❝ Shit! ❞

As a string a expletives fall past sneering lips, one is shouted none too quietly, drawing the attention of those wandering the streets; multiple pairs of eyes watch, taking in the sight of a fleeing body while that same mouth flings even more poisonous words at them, cursing their nosy nature as she passes by and rounds the corner. The sound of quickening steps is growing in both volume and number. Another shout, and she’s cutting through a small crowd, pushing aside complaining citizens without much care.

It’s only midday, and already she’s found trouble — or maybe it has found her.

❛ Fuck this city of love! Is EVERYONE with someone else in this God forsaken place?! ❜ she thinks as she scans the area. Sure enough, pair after pair, even whole groups, stroll by, blissful and unaware to her plight. There’s a shout from somewhere behind, ordering the group to spread out, and there’s almost no time to act. Walking quickly, though not too fast to draw attention, she grabs a jacket from the back of chair outside a cafe as the owner is too busy complaining to an exasperated waitress and pulls it over her head, hood lifted to cover striking, violet hair. Without a beat, she turns and begins jogging towards a boy standing alone.

❝ Hey! Thanks for waiting! ❞ It’s the only warning given as Nicolette slides her arm into the crook of the stranger’s elbow, clearly shocking him from where he stood looking at his phone. Before questions can be asked she’s pulling him along in the direction she came, arm held hostage against her chest. She sneaks a glance at the group of policemen that continue running the other way and smiles brightly at her newfound friend, inwardly cringing at the negative reaction sure to come.

[timeunraveled]

> new location unlocked! [ the research facility - corridors || @lumnessence ]

usually-- ruins whispered far more secrets than humans ever did, architecture crumbling away baring their history as they returned to the earth. there’s faded information here. amami’s familiar with the language, but the voices of the past had faded away too long ago. what was left could only be told down by human record and human memory now-- of what Was, of what Had Been.

bias sneaks into human records, of course. amami’s never been an avid reader just for the sake of reading. while he understands it necessary to sit down at a library with a book or two, he finds it best to let his surroundings do the story telling. so far, it’s been tough luck-- nothing had been left. humans had smeared all information and looted it of its stories.

until now. the research facility towers above them, old yet unyielding, holding resolute against the test of humanity. amami rubs the back of his neck, backpack slung over his shoulder. no doubt there was a reason why it was still standing, even if abandoned. was it safe? 

his hand slips off his neck to look at his companion.

“Holding up alright, Momota-kun?”

amami himself seems unfazed by the catastrophe that seemed to have taken place-- crouching down to pick up torn documents on the ground to see if he can glean any information out of them. that doesn’t mean his movements aren’t careful-- he’s still alert for any signs of danger.

“Can always take a breather before we go in deeper.”

[gemfused]

@lumnessence​

   “My, aren’t you an interesting one!”

   An accented chime of pure WONDER exudes from the gem’s voice, their weight pivoted upon one foot akin to a dance of ballet. They round about the poor stranger, body tipped low to take in the layering of jackets and the pattern of galaxy stitched within; and once satisfied, that gravity defying hair is positively gawked at. 

   “It’s like a little bird, how precious! You must tell me of the inspiration for such a statement.”

   How quickly it was that Rainbow found themselves distracted, and the newly curated map of the city within their hands is forgotten; now loosely clutched between but a few fingers. 

[sembless]

       HE ISN’T THE SOCIAL TYPE. not in the conventional way, at least. he preferred his socialization to be done on the battlefield -- or between him and his partner, but he was hardly the type of person to actively approach people without a reason, or get along well with those he was forced to be in contact with. even undercover, he hardly spoke to the other students, and when he did, his tone usually held a hint of sarcasm he couldn’t be rid of.

that is to say, mercury doesn’t like most people. especially loud ones. especially loud ones he was forced to be in an enclosed space with. otherwise known as his newly appointed ‘roomie’ ( as he had called it, ) who encompasses all of these things. all while looking like an utter fool with chin hair befitting a creepy guy one would find in an alley, likely mugging someone, and a spiky, strange hairstyle resembling a scarecrow. 

why does he have a roommate to begin with? he didn’t ask for one. he thought he had the apartment to himself, was even looking forward to it to gather his thoughts and decide his next move, when that purple chinned loudmouth barged into the room. judging from his expression, he was just as confused, but he was much quicker to adapt than mercury was. he was friendly. explained that he GUESSED they were ‘roomies’ based on the circumstances.

it took less than two seconds into their meeting for the assassin to decide he wanted to hurt him. badly.

-- so he does.

he’s currently got him lowered to the floor, caught in a headlock just strong enough to keep him in place, but loose enough to grant him the ability to speak. he’s going to give him a chance, but if he doesn’t hear what he wants to, he has no qualms about knocking him unconscious.

❝ okay, roomie, here’s how this is gonna go.

             you tell me you’re gonna pack your crap and leave, or we stay like this ‘til the color of your face matches your hair and i toss you out the window. what’s it gonna be? ❞

@lumnessence

[lunarreprise]

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[chocoguns]

✝ @lumnessence liked for a starter.

       Maybe it was in search of some sort of familiarity or maybe it was sheer coincidence, whatever the case the blond successor found himself in an arcade. The otherwise darkened building was aglow with the various lights and colors coming from the machines on either side of him, casting oddly shaped shadows on the walls surrounding. The arcade was relatively empty, which wasn’t surprising at all seeing as to how it was the middle of the day, but none of the people caught his attention. Not even a bit. 

     With a tired sigh, Mello leaned against one of the dingy walls and let his eyes roam the room. As he watched people sit on their asses and waste their times, he couldn’t help but judge. Although... was he any better? It was the middle of the day and here he was, standing at the edge of an arcade not even playing any of the games. Though playing video games had never been his choice of past times, he decided why not give it a go. It’s not like he had anywhere to be, after all.

     His pocket was heavy with change from the lunch he’d had just a couple hours ago as he maneuvered around the machines until he found a particularly colorful one. It looked easy enough. So, like the others around him, he planted himself in font of the machine and slipped in a coin... then four hours later, he was still there. 

     The levels had gotten increasingly harder and increasingly darker which he appreciated. The game paused, offering him a slight break before the next level. Stretching and cracking his back (his spine was suffering) he supposed he could see the appeal now. It was a nice distraction. Ready to go, he turned back to his game only to see the two ugliest words he’d ever seen.

                INSERT COINS TO CONTINUE . . . !

     “Are you fucking kidding me?!” Immediately he whipped around. “Quick, give me some change!”

[goldenwisdom]

‹ ︵‿୨♡୧‿︵ ›

        She knew better than to do this. Speaking about such ‘forbidden’ things let alone having any sort of interest about it, would... Perhaps, not receive any sort of punishment but she would have caused her people to believe she had been under some sort of cursed or something along that nature... But the way of his appearance looked, it reminded her a bit of Gundham in a way ( at least in her eyes that is ) She began to approach him, one step at a time only ever stopping to glance other to the others. Trying not to look strange to the people around only finally stopping once she had been close enough to him.

        ❛ Excuse me, ❜ She spoke, her tone sounding quiet almost as though she’s trying to pass him some sort of secret that he was only allowed to hear. ❛ Do you happen to know a lot about the occult? Or anything about cults? ❜

@lumnessence / (SC)

[truthmissed]

>> TRUTH BULLET OBTAINED ! [ KoiGo starter for @lumnessence ..? ||) 

Phone loosely held in hand, looking at the screen -- Might as well play an adventure game to pass the time. Amami takes well to it, though with him being who he is... He heads straight to the gondolas. 

That sure is a familiar face, though!

“Momota-kun... Is that you? Didn’t expect to see you here. Here to catch some P*ke Koimon?”

[psyncintheabis]

It seems the date isn’t too far off from the last date Date remembers. So he can’t be that far from home, but... When did it start snowing? The most recent weather he’d dealt with was rain. And a lot of it. Snow was normal for this time of year, as well as it growing darker sooner, but...

Yeah, any thoughts about this being near Japan at all were pretty much gone considering the sky was lit only by stars and moons and...any other celestial bodies. Maybe a UFO?

He’s so distracted with looking up at the sky that he’s not watching where he’s going. And then he feels his foot sliding out from underneath him and the next thing he knows he’s falling on his back in the snow. 

Ow. 

At least the snow was soft? And...hopefully no one saw th-- Oh. Nope. There’s a witness.

“Ah, this snow sure is something, huh?”

He attempts to laugh it off, but this is a pretty bad first meeting. 

“Uh, I was just. You know, looking for UFOs.”

@lumnessence

[harxmakis]

@lumnessence

     Honestly, she was less than trilled about having to pay to get a decent knife (she wasn’t used to having to do so) but it was a good knife she ended up getting. Not too heavy, just light and sharp enough that if she got into a fight she would be able to defend herself.

     And she ended up getting some information from the shop keeper, some stuff about there being thieves and the like that the soldiers were there to keep them in check or something. Well she could deal with that. She was an assassin after all (or at least, she tells herself that, she doesn’t know what the truth is after all) so she should be able to take care of herself.

     Other people? Well that would be...interesting to say the least. After all, she wasn’t used to protecting people. She didn’t fight to protect, only to kill...other than that one time she wanted to. She wanted to protect him, and she couldn’t...she wasn’t able to do anything.

     Then again none of them where able to but...it was the first time she wanted to, because she cared more than she would admit to anyone.

     And well...maybe fate heard her, or it has a cruel sense of humor.

     She’s not sure if it’s really him or if it’s just someone that just really looks like him, but she’s not about to let that happen again. She’s not that powerless. Not this time.

     It doesn’t take much to put down the bandit, just one stab. Honesty she’s surprised but she knows where to aim. But really, she’s just glad he’s alright.

     “...You idiot.” she mumbles under her breath. “Pay more attention next time. I won’t be around to help you all the time.” But despite the harsh words, she’s secretly relieved. She couldn’t live with herself if she didn’t save him this time.

[unv3iled]

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PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME . | ACCEPTING!

send a ♡ and i’ll fill this out for our muses !  i’ll bold what i want for their relationship, italic what i could see and strike out what i don’t .

FRIENDS.   childhood friends  /  work friends  /  family friends  /  recently friends  /  turning antagonistic  /  turning into something romantic  / stable  /  falling apart  /  friendship of need  /  friendship of circumstance  pen - pals or internet friends  /  coworkers  /  partners  /  other .

ROMANCE.   childhood sweethearts  /  newly entered  /  soulmates  /  skinny love  /  unrequited from my muses side  /  unrequited from your muses side  /  friends with benefits  /  awkward  /  fading (well, if he did have a tiny crush, it would’ve already faded long ago!)  /  turning  toxic  /  toxic  and  destructive  /  other .

FAMILIAL BOND.   sibling bond  /  older sibling figure to your muse  /  younger sibling figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  parental figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal  guardian  /  other .

ENEMIES.   dangerous to themselves  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  passionate  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into a sexual tension  /  developing into a romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based of misunderstandings or lies  /  other .