#muse: Lucius Arganan

[countarganan]

@eternalbxtterfly liked for a starter!

Arganan stared at Elise with his one working eye. There was a smile on her face, and that usually meant all was well or pure unadulterated chaos was going on.

"...What have you been up to lately...?"

[countarganan]

Lucius nodded in agreement, before he smiled at the kisses at his knuckles. It was a sweet gesture, honestly... He leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Maybe I'll find some potential boy names in more books," A chuckle left him after. "Could be fun."

Sothis wrapped both arms around one of Lu’s, and she leaned against his arm, her gaze on his face. One hand did reach down to squeeze his.

“I hope you have another name ready.”

@countarganan

[summersunsetball]

Mun name: Myst Pronouns: she/her URL(s): countarganan, adeadlysong, and bravelywego Participating muse(s): Tahirah Zakiyaa, Rafaele Baptiste, Arlyn Icia, Nuriel Flame, and the Starling (adeadlysong), Lucius Arganan, Sir Therius, Calista Arganan, and General Asthar (countarganan), Geist Grace and Nobutsuna Kamiizumi (bravelywego). Are you comfortable with non-mutual interactions during this event?: Yes!

Welcome, lovely! We're excited to have you!

~Mod Taea

[industrialpegasus]

Spilling Secrets

@duelingdestiny

It was now morning, and Pegasus knew he had a lot of things to hash out with his guests. They’d already had breakfast, but Pegasus figured that now was sooner to figure out things than later, especially considering what he and Atem had learned about the others over the past two-ish days or so.

“I’d like to assure all of you that Azami is currently locked up in the castle’s dungeon and will remain there until the police come to escort her off the island personally. They’re currently on the way and should be arriving by tomorrow afternoon to pick her up.” Pegasus stated, eyeing the group. The others still seemed a bit tense, but definitely slightly calmer than the other day. “Noa has agreed to work for me, in the meantime. And speaking of other hidden identities and motives...”

Oh, this was going to be hard. Pegasus glanced toward Cyndia and Geist, swallowing. “I have the feeling you two haven’t been honest with who you are.”

Geist’s eyes narrowed, but Pegasus continued. He wanted to get to the bottom of this—now. “The powers you demonstrated the other day? They’re not something what doctors typically do...and based on what you said at the time, too, it’s not the first time you’ve done this sort of thing before.”

Geist went quiet at first, glancing away from Pegasus, before a soft chuckle left him. The another. 

“Heh...hehehe...hehehehehhahahhahahahhahahaa~! Oh, fuck, was I really that bad at playing the role of the dutiful doctor~?” Geist’s eyes flashed as he looked straight up at Pegasus, a wide, toothy smile coming across his face, and Pegasus noticed Noa and Arganan visibly flinch, Lavinia and Felix both looking slightly intrigued as Geist kept talking. “Maybe I should just show you my usual appearance, hm? See how you like it~?”

Cyndia’s eyes widened, a gasp leaving her. “Geist, you can’t mean—!”

“What?” Geist looked at her with a too-innocent doe-eyed look, as if pleading. “They’re going to see it sooner or later now that I’ve been expooooosed, so I might as well do it. Right~?”

She hesitated, but then a resigned sigh left Cyndia at htat as she crossed her arms, looking away from Geist. “I..fine. Just do it. But you only have yourself to blame if someone faints from seeing it.” 

Geist put a hand to a pendant hanging around his neck—and a flash of light forced Pegasus to look away. When the light faded, Geist’s appearance was drastically different. He wore white clothing—but it was completely bloodstained, head to toe, turning it more red than white. There were even dried blood streaks trailing down his face like tears, dark hair messier than before but it didn’t stop him from gazing at the others with toothy (and seemingly creepier) smile. 

“The bloodsoaked exorcist—Geist the Bloody, at your service~!”

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.” Arganan was immediately backing up, clutching Felix and Lavinia like shields. “Please tell me I’m having a fucking nightmare and I’m that hungover!”

“Oh, dear,” Geist glanced toward him with a shrug, “I’m a walking nightmare. Most people think of me as such...”

“But why?” Pegasus burst out. Okay, he knew that things were about to get freaky but he didn’t expect things to get THIS freaky. “Why do this to begin with?”

“For...safety.” Geist glanced toward Cyndia. “Mainly hers, of course. If it wasn’t for us sneaking onto the island and participating in your tournament, she’d be dead. Or, rather, she was dead.” 

[undefeatablechampion]

“It’s okay babies…” Hana held Sprite, Hoshi, and Grace in her arms as her pokemon clamored around her in concern for her.

@eris-the-phantom-thief

Everyone had figured that they just needed to straight-up camp together, exhausted from J's battle from earlier.

Sprite cuddled up to Hana, cooing a bit in concern for her, and Raihan kissed Hana on the forehead.

"I'm just glad that you and the others are okay...."

Leon and Calista were working together on making curry to share with everyone, while Asthar helped tend to the Pokemon. He approached Hana and Raihan, his blue eyes flickering towards the three Legendaries with some surprise.

"I have to say, I'd heard rumors that the Galarian Champion had three Legendary Pokemon. I'm quite surprised to find out it was true!"

Sprite beamed at Asthar, waving, and Asthar chuckled lightly.

"I'm glad that all of you are safe, though."

[industrialpegasus]

duelingdestiny​:

@industrialpegasus continued from HERE

Malice watched in child like delight as everything went sideways at once. The horror on everyone’s faces was priceless. The best thing however was Pegasus’ face and how much Atem was screaming in his head. It was like the sound of sweet summer rain, or when you peeled the skin off the bottom of someone’s feet. Eh, same thing. “Oh calm the fuck down Dr. Finklestien. I saved you didn’t I?” Malice asked looking at his nails. “You’re welcome by the way.” He rolled his eyes hard enough he saw stars. “No one is grateful anymore. That’s the problem with the world today.” He had to snort. “Ding ding, we have a winner. My name is Mal. I’m a friend of Atem’s. Sort of like…His own Yami.” He said offering that as way of explanation, after all, he wanted them to trust him. People didn’t tend to go around trusting people name Malice. Or at least that was HIS experience.

“Alright, Robop, listen I’ve been here for a while now and trust me when I say if I wanted to murderlate all of you I could have multiple times by now. A karaoke party when there’s a killer on the lose. It’s a wonder any of you have made it this far in life.” Malice waited until Felix and Lavinia were done with their spiel and launched into his own. “Not an archdemon, but I am a part of what developed while Atem was locked in the puzzle for three thousand years. Shit gets lonely. I was the only one there with him. We kept each other company. It’s the only reason Atem isn’t a little more Looney at this point. I kept him focused and sane.” That last part might have been a little debatable, but hey, he was going for ally here.

"How come Atem never mentioned you up until now, then?" Pegasus stated, raising a brow as he looked toward Mal. "And besides, the karaoke party wasn't that bad of an idea. I've done worse."

Arganan looked toward Pegasus with an incredulous expression. "How much worse?"

"Don't ask."

"You 'developed' over three-thousand years?" Lavinia blinked several times. "No wonder you used a hammer. Good shot, but it is a little dated compared most normal killing weapons..."

Felix looked toward Lavinia. "Should we really be giving him advice?"

"He did help us kill Faye, sooo..."

“What are we going to do with the body?” Geist asked, gestured to the very-dead Faye. “I mean, if you want her arrested, I could ‘undo’ her death and so on, but...”

“Let’s not.” Everyone else stated, and Geist sighed. 

“Fine, but I’m not cleaning up the mess!”

"What is the Puzzle that you're talking about? Is it a jigsaw puzzle? An ancient Rubik’s cube?" Tahirah was utterly confused, and Pegasus sighed, before giving a quick explanation...or at least as quick as he could.

----five minutes later...---

"And that's what happened. " Pegasus stated, looking toward Geist and the others. "Also the reason why I lost an eye, by the way."

"Millennium Items.” Asthar frowned lightly. “I’d heard about those before, but I didn’t know they were actually real. Though I’d like to hear more information from Atem himself - if you can, er, switch places with him or however you do it with the whole possession thing.” 

“Actually, I would like to hear more details from Atem too.” Pegasus frowned a bit. And also get more information about why he didn’t tell me about something like that! 

@industrialpegasus continued from HERE

Malice watched in child like delight as everything went sideways at once. The horror on everyone's faces was priceless. The best thing however was Pegasus' face and how much Atem was screaming in his head. It was like the sound of sweet summer rain, or when you peeled the skin off the bottom of someone's feet. Eh, same thing. "Oh calm the fuck down Dr. Finklestien. I saved you didn't I?" Malice asked looking at his nails. "You're welcome by the way." He rolled his eyes hard enough he saw stars. "No one is grateful anymore. That's the problem with the world today." He had to snort. "Ding ding, we have a winner. My name is Mal. I'm a friend of Atem's. Sort of like...His own Yami." He said offering that as way of explanation, after all, he wanted them to trust him. People didn't tend to go around trusting people name Malice. Or at least that was HIS experience.

"Alright, Robop, listen I've been here for a while now and trust me when I say if I wanted to murderlate all of you I could have multiple times by now. A karaoke party when there's a killer on the lose. It's a wonder any of you have made it this far in life." Malice waited until Felix and Lavinia were done with their spiel and launched into his own. "Not an archdemon, but I am a part of what developed while Atem was locked in the puzzle for three thousand years. Shit gets lonely. I was the only one there with him. We kept each other company. It's the only reason Atem isn't a little more Looney at this point. I kept him focused and sane." That last part might have been a little debatable, but hey, he was going for ally here.

[generalxasthar]

Asthar, how much do you trust Brent to get you back to normal?

@ribbedxgloves

“I don’t expect Brent to be a complete expert on how to get me back to normal. I mean, he’s a necromancer, not a demonologist or whatever you call an expert in demons. He’s probably the most useful person I can find right now, though, so I think as long as I don’t piss him off too badly, things will be okay. We’ll find a way, eventually. Though....makes me wonder how the hell I’m going to repay him for the help...do you think he likes a good bottle of whiskey?”

“I will personally throw a history textbook at his head if he actually ends up doing something stupid that harms you! Mark my words!”

“No, Lucius, we are not doing that!”

[bravelywego]

"Oh Queen Azami, some people claim you like King Sean... what are you going to do to stop these rumors, your highness?"

@ribbedxgloves

“Rumors are rumors. They will die down on their own.”

“Ah, but you can’t always let them just die down on their own, hm? You need to give them...solid evidence.”

“Trust me, I plan on making it clear that I don’t like him. Especially if his son happens to have done anything to Nobutsuna that turns him against me, or has hurt Nobutsuna...you have no idea what I have in store.”

[not-a-ghost-town]

Dance of the Dead

(Written by: @exorcistofgrace|| GMs: @prcttyfangs & @exorcistofgrace)

“I’ve never done this before.” Geist couldn’t help but giggle as he continued drawing out the symbols on the ground. “This is going to be fun!” Arganan watched, hesitating. “If you’ve never done this before, don’t you think it’s a bad idea? And just after Halloween?” “Mm…it’s worth a shot. Worst case scenario, we have zombies. Best case scenario? I might be able to speak with my father.” He frowned softly. “I…I haven’t talked to him in years, Lucius. And honestly? I do miss him.”  “You’d risk all that for one relative?” Arganan couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re a walking example of determination, Geist.”  “Thank you.” He paused, a faint smile on his face, and looked to Arganan again as it vanished, curiosity replacing it. “Do you have anyone to talk to? I can bring them back too for moment or two, if you’d like.”  Arganan thought of those dead that were close—his older brother, and Dagran—and shook his head. “I…I don’t think it would be a good idea. In my case, they’re better off not talking to me.” “Alright, then. It’s just my father.” Geist took a deep breath, before placing his rapier in the middle of all the drawn symbols on the ground. Picking up a dusty tome, he flipped it to the right page and murmured something from it. There was nothing, at first, but then the symbols glowed. A soft mist emanated from them, before it thickened, spreading all over the room. Arganan coughed, and Geist found himself coughing as well.  As the smoke cleared, both men heard footsteps—multiple footsteps—from outside, accompanied by gleeful gibbering and confused conversations. Arganan froze, saying nothing, but Geist grimaced and ran towards the nearby window. He saw what was going on outside, and he hissed out of pure frustration. 

 “Crystals, I fucked up the spell!” 

 “What do you mean?” Arganan looked to Geist. “What exactly happened? Why are we hearing multiple footsteps and talking and…people!?” 

 The Exorcist swallowed, hesitating, before looking to the other and speaking.

 “…I didn’t just bring back my father. I brought back everyone.”

BREAKDOWN 

INCIDENT: Geist just raised the dead and poor Arganan witnessed it. More details below. 

WHEN: Midnight (Shafter Time) 

WHERE: The mortuary, and now through all of town. 

PERSONS INVOLVED: Geist Grace, Lucius Arganan, literally everyone else in Shafter, and the ghosts of their dead loved ones (or those close to them). 

The following should be noted:

 Anyone who is close to the people of Shafter and has died (and not necessarily become a ghost, vampire, etc.) has now been raised from the dead as ghostly beings! LET THE GUEST MUSES APPEAR! Feel free to write up some individual drabbles regarding your muses encountering their dead loved ones, or start some threads and have them guest-star in them! 

This spell only lasts about a week in real time, give or take a few days depending on how the event goes. Therefore, once the week is over, all those raised from the dead will return to, well, being dead dead. 

Yes, the ghosts can cause their own shenanigans. Yes, that could potentially include endangering the lives of the living if they want to…though no bloodshed or anything too hugely horrible in this event, please. No kidnappings, murders or the like. Simply encountering one’s dead loved ones can be seriously sad enough. Last thing we need is a lot of the ghosts going and murdering everyone, or worse. 

Property damage is permitted in this event, however. Ghosts can mess around with things as much as people can, after all. 

[hierophantofdelilah]

“How do I make someone lose their memory?”

“Well, there’s potions. Or,” The Nachtkrapp shrugged as he looked to the incubus as they walked down the hallway, “just give them head trauma.”

Cassandra sighed. “I’m assuming I can’t just slap him in the face.”

Arganan shook his head. “No...but you could probably hit their head against a wall. Or get them hit with a lightning bolt. Or a car. Or a heavy rock.”

“Preferably something that isn’t going to give them a concussion for months.”

“Bang their head with the door, then, with moderate force.”

“Okay.”

Arganan then gave him a suspicious look. “Why are you asking me...?”

“Well,” Cassandra looked to him awkwardly, “Alastair can’t hate me if he can’t remember why we hate each other!”

“No!” Arganan’s shout was loud enough that some other students or staff could probably hear him if they listened well enough. “Cassandra, that’s not how it works! You can’t instantly reconcile with someone by making them forget the incident ever happened, whatever it is!”

[countarganan]

Summer Sunset-exclusive open starter

"Calista, don't wander off too far, alright...? I don't want to lose you!"

"But Uncle!" Calista sighed as she glanced toward her uncle. "There's so much to see and explore while we're here. We might as well make the best of this opportunity."

"Your uncle does have a point, Lady Calista." General Asthar managed, his eyes meeting hers. "There is a lot to see, but this is a much larger area than Lazulis City. It'd be best for all four of us to stay close."

"Alright..." A sigh left the new Countess of Lazulis. A shame Zael couldn't make it for the Summer Sunset ball, as he was busy holding down things back in Lazulis Island. However, Calista promised to bring him back some souvenirs for sure, at least - and plenty of stories to tell about this whole event.

"I'm sure we'll be fine." Therius managed. "And besides, the event will be taking place over quite some time, Lady Calista. We'll have plenty of time to explore the area and participate in its festivities."

"I hope so." Calista glanced toward Therius, smiling softly. "And I would like to try riding a Chocobo at some point, too. Those sound fun."

"I saw a few people riding them earlier as we entered the city." Asthar noted. "It's similar to riding horseback, so...."

[countarganan]

Sothis placed her hand to Lucius’, and gently spread fingers to get a better look. Her hand was much smaller, as everythingrg else compared to him, and after a few moments she did the same to his other hand. But she laced fingers with the prosthetic hand, and kept the other straightened.

@fodlansbestmom

Lucius gently observed her as she spread her fingers as she placed her hands against his own.

"Sothis? Dear?" He blinked ocne, twice. "Why are you measuring our hands...?"

It was endearing, but also - why?

[countarganan]

"I see..." Lucius decided it was best to drop the topic. The last thing he wanted was Sothis turning to ash, after all.

At the mention of storing his clothes in her closet, he paused. "Well...we can share a closet. It would be nice." He decided.

As they entered the shoppe, Lucius looked toward the owner quietly. "Er...I need a whole week's worth of outfits to start, please? A couple of suits, too. Probably more?" A sheepish chuckle left him at that. "And if you could make a few custom eyepatches to match some of the suits, that would be wonderful, please."

Yep, clothes were definitely the priority today.

fellstarsirius​:

Brows furrowed at the reluctance of her affections. Was she coming in too strong? From the little taste she had of him, it only fueled her desire for him.

“My husband.”

A simple yet truthful answer. She decided on that she caught sight of him - and his scent, too. It was delicious and without waiting for his response her mouth was back on his. Already she wanted more and more kisses.. just kisses. She knew if she bit him, it’d be over too soon.

“Husband—!?”

And there she was, kissing him again. He hesitated at first - this was a vampire that should be eating him alive, not kissing him. But the affection was something so sweet, so tender—and he kissed her back, carefully, softly.

He had to pull back to breathe slightly, panting for breath. “Wh-why me…?”

[countarganan]

”One thing I appreciate about you, darling,” Sothis started as fingers grazed along Lus cheek, “Issat our age difference not once has deterred you.”

@fodlansbestmom

Lucius leaned in to kiss Sothis gently, a soft smile across his face.

"I'm glad to hear that...and I appreciate it a lot, Sothis. I really do...I love you so much."

[countarganan]

guess what So has! Some already applied lipgloss that is surprisingly heavily scented (of vanilla) and she teases Lu a bit by kissing the corner of his mouth. “Know what the flavor is or do you need a hint~?”

@fodlansbestmom

Lucius could smell the scent easily even right before she kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Vanilla...?" He guessed, before kissing her cheek. "It smells quite nice, actually..."

[countarganan]

Sothis hummed to herself as she took a section of Lu’s hair and tied a tiny bell with a string of tinsel. It’s close enough to the holiday in her books and she hadn’t done much “decorating” yet.

"So....?"

Lucius stared at he tiny bell and tinsel in his hair.

"Why am I being decorated?" There's something funny about it, for sure, but also - it's not often that people do his hair like this.

@fodlansbestmom