#ncxilia

[undergrounclmafia]

CONTINUED.

Her expression remained stoic and unreadable, but the glint in her eyes gave way to the interest and intrigue. Fighting was an art in itself, and Yao did so with grace. There was something oddly satisfying as she watched him move about and cut down the enemy lines one by one. She had just finished her own battle several miles to the north and had come to lend her assistance had it been needed — and it was so clearly not.

When he acknowledged her, she gave a small scoff, hand raised in what would seem to be a wave of sorts. 「    Take your time,    」 she retorted with mirth, waving him off so he can finish the job. 「      I’m not going anywhere.     」 

[mystflame]

@ncxilia​ || ❤

IF ONE WERE to stumble across the small girl doing her weekly shopping, they would likely not so much as think twice. A teenaged girl buying a plethora of sweets and instant meals wasn't the sort of thing that tended to garner much attention, certainly not in this corner of the world.

If they dug a bit deeper, they might begin to see cracks in that story -- the odd hours she spent out, the strange places and company kept. Glancing idly down the aisle of the small corner store, Chrome made cool eye contact with the only other person who seemed to be shopping there, tilting her head a moment before smiling to herself.

"It's rude to stare, you know..."

[romantxcxsm-moved]

♡  ❛❛  Need some help, Sweetie? That looks like it’s way to much for one person to carry. And you know, they say teamwork makes a dream work!  ❜❜

Starter for @ncxilia​

[stylesofh2o-a]

@ncxilia

    It’s late. Past ten, already. The city roars on, the occasional light passing through the large panel of windows of the dimly lit dance studio. A hand angles up, sharp and sturdy. Each sweep of his foot across the marley flooring is quick and precise. There’s a lack of emotion in his eyes as he moves about to the next sequence. Catching his expression in the mirror as he leaps, his face softens. Sweat slips off his brow as feet land and the music comes to a halt.     Augustus smiles, visibly relaxing now that the piece is over. “What do you think? It captures strength and precision. Perfect for showcasing my skillset,” he asks, purple orbs drifting over to the company he’s snuck into the studio. There’s a pleasant ache and stretch in his muscles as he crosses the floor and stoops in front of Kai.     His smile fades some, brows furrowing. “You’re making that face,” he murmurs, finger coming forward to press between the other’s eyebrows. “What is it?” 

[erratiomerula]

@ncxilia || angst starter

There was nothing worse than feeling that little ITCH in the back of her mind becoming increasingly incessant despite her best efforts to push it as far away as possible. Even quick and witty banter with Lei in the privacy of his ( nearly empty) apartment was thrown off— something akin to a headache slowly encroaching, spreading thin little tendrils through her very memories and eliciting a low hiss from clenching teeth. She knew what was happening, and she was very much irritated with the fact.

Along with the grating tension of surfacing memory, searing heat and aching pain sprouts just beneath the skin of her shoulders. Seated figure has suddenly found itself crouching several feet from where she last remembered being, nails ( practically CLAWS at that point ) scratching at pale flesh of exposed skin and the low rumbling of a growl in her throat.

Burning crimson flicks towards the sound of feet against the floor, a rare moment of PANIC setting into her very blood. When was the last time someone had seen her in this state? Intense pain made her VULNERABLE— that feeling of vulnerability made her even more dangerous than usual despite the lingering threads of logic reminding her that she did not want to HARM this one.

[ambivalent-auguries]

@ncxilia​

     There is adrenaline coursing through Charmaine’s body as she watches the tense race and she even forgets about the cigarette between her fingers, gripped by the action. When the whole thing comes to an end, she’s elbowing her way through a crowd of half drunk or high people to chase after one of the racers. She had always been a fan, but rarely had the occasion to make an introduction. Tonight, however, she is hell bent on meeting Yan Jiun. 

     “Hey!” she calls after the woman, steps hurried, an excited smile on her lips. “That was so fucking good!” And a laugh as she is in near proximity of her favourite racer. 

[abxndonedd]

For Kai

      Teddy knows he’s not supposed to go inside, but the delicious smell wafting out every time the door of the cafe opens has him breaking deciding to break the rules! He’s just too hungry to listen to that little voice in his head. The entrance door is just too heavy for him to open by himself, so he waits impatiently for the next couple to open it for him. He tries to be as stealthy as possible as he zooms inside, keeping as low to the ground as possible. He’s not doing a very good job, though - especially since he’s a unique shade of rather bright orange...

[gmcvr]

@ncxilia​ || ♥

❛ i hope i haven’t kept you waiting too long, the journey here was much farther than i thought it would be. ❜ caspian gave a mock bow showing that he really didn’t care if he was late to their appointment. he had lost count of how many times he’s made this guy wait. the only reason that he was even here was because his boss had asked him to carry out this mission. if it wasn’t for her ― there were plenty of other things he’d rather do. 

[daydreamiist-archived]

🌺 !

-> 🌸Various Flowers🌸 (♡)

@ncxilia

___

SEND 🌺 - FOR YOUR MUSE TO PUT A FLOWER ON MY MUSES’ HAIR.

Feeling her cheeks heat up, Flora looks away for a moment as Kai puts a flower in her hair, the stem placed snuggly behind her ear. She feels her heart warm at the soft affection and she moves to cradle the flower with her fingers, doe eyes move to look back at him.

"I-It's really pretty, Kai. Thank you."

[undergrounclmafia]

@ncxilia​ asked :  INTIMACY + random / pick one you're comfortable to write with ? | ACCEPTING.

060.  going with / escorting the other to a doctor / therapist appointment

There’s an almost awkward silence between them. No, not awkward. More like ... Tense? But it is not because of the other, necessarily. It’s her. It’s always her. Emi wasn’t very friendly, let alone good with people. Especially with people with good intentions. One would think that it should be the other way around, but Emi has a hard time trusting kindness.

They are half way to the infirmary by now, and her limp only seemed to become more pronounced the longer they walked. Despite the pain, however, she refused to show any form of discomfort. Was it out of pride? Or the general fear of coming off as weak and vulnerable? It was probably an unhealthy mixture of both, really.

「      This is completely unnecessary, you know ... —      」 she finally breaks the silence, her eyes flickering towards the other. Her expression is cold, and maybe she really does fit in with the likes of the Varia? 「      I can get to the infirmary myself. I’m no child.      」 Except, without a doubt, had the other not been escorting her there, she wouldn’t have gone in to be seen to begin with. The words of ‘thanks’ clung to her tongue, but she swallowed it down instead. The only form of appreciation she allows herself to show is the lack of coldness in her eyes.

Emi isn’t as cold and distant as she may  seem, but she stubbornly holds to the reputation she had built for herself. It was better that way. It hurt a lot less. Never get attached just because someone showed you a lick of kindness. They will just hurt you in the end, anyways, the ugly monster of insecurity sneered at her in her head. 

[thebloodytempest]

@ncxilia

          He clicked his tongue against his teeth rather impatiently as he sauntered lazily towards the training barracks of the Storm Unit wing that morning. It was way too early to be up and about, but there was a new recruit joining today, and Lussuria had nagged his ear off the night before to ensure that he remembered his duty. Tch. 

          Even his stoic butler had been roped in to ensure that he woke on time too, so here he was now, somewhat hungover and vaguely in need of caffeine, shuffling into the large, empty meeting room, veiled gaze landing on the lone figure waiting there. Belphegor’s steps slowed, then stopped, briefly giving the other a quick onceover.  

               “ You’re the new runt of the Cloud Unit? Don’t look like much- ” He flapped one hand haphazardly at the youth and backed out of the room. “ Follow me to the cafeteria, I need coffee. ”

[romantxcxsm-moved]

@ncxilia​ asked:  " lexi ! i got you - " the moment hana looks up from the box he’s holding to the woman standing - holding herself up by the door, he’s stunned into silence for a long moment before surprise gives way to worry and fear. " … what happened to you ? "

Alexa could only stare at Hana for a few moments. When she heard the knock on her door, she’d expected her roommate Darius. It wasn’t unusual for him to forget his keys, anyways.

♡ ❛❛  Hana...I-I um, I just...I fell down those stairs in the hallway. I know, I should’ve been more careful. But don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it looks.  ❜❜ Alexa answered after she came up with an excuse. She really didn’t like lying to him and keeping her side-job a secret, but she needed to. Unless she wanted a worse beating than she’d just received.

[applxhead]

@ncxilia​ || ˢᵗᵃᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵃˡˡ.

“ O~oi,

Plain looking one. Fran wants you to get him something to eat, ‘kay ? “

  He gestured to a plain looking black haired man, likely older than him, with a lazy hand.

  Maybe ordering around the ‘faceless’ soldiers wasn’t the best use of them, but Fran was nothing if not an opportunist, and a gremlin, choosing to use and use and use to his hearts content if it spared him even a moment of work.

[ambivalent-auguries]

@ncxilia​

The evening is setting upon the vast garden as the multitude of lights envelop the people scattered across it in a warm glow. Akari returns to his table, eyes searching for the newly married couple to give them his apologies for missing the ceremony and pay his congratulations. When he can’t distinguish any familiar faces, he turns to one of the people seated next to him and clears his throat before speaking: 

“Excuse me,” tone polite and eyes measuring, “Do you happen to know where the happy couple is?” He doesn’t know many people at the wedding, however there is hope in his question. 

[mystflame]

“ you have to stop — at this rate you’ll — ” // luca !

fighting starters

HER LUNGS ACHE -- a very real pain despite their semi-real state. 'You asked for this' was running through her head like a mantra, and despite the pain coursing through her, she refuses to fall, REFUSES to give up.

Until now, the focus of her training has been solely set on ILLUSION, the skill that she had honed in her position. But it wasn't enough, not when there were those trained so well in seeing things for what they truly were -- and so, she'd enlisted the help of those she trusted to help train her hand-to-hand skills. Among those had been the Varia assassin in front of her now.

It had been going about as well as one would expect.

"I can get it!" She isn't certain whether she choked or screamed, by the way her throat is feeling. Then, softer, "Please, Luca. One more time."

[mltimse-a]

continued from here | @ncxilia | you ordered angst?

                Ray was sure that Jay didn’t know it but, he’d sacrifice everything he had to make sure his younger twin brother had it all. Ray has already made many sacrifices in his life for his younger brother to do the things he wanted. Did one really think that Ray wanted to appease their parents every whim all the damn time? Did one really think that Ray wanted to be such a pushover? Did one really think that Ray wanted to seem void of any emotion at all time? He sacrificed these things for Jay to do whatever he wished and while Jay might see it as their parents favoring him, Ray really wished their parents would leave him the hell alone sometimes. He loved them but, they were annoying at times.

                  Ray was willing to make a sacrifice again today. People looking for his brother? No big deal. People that looked ready to fight and looked positively pissed and looking for his brother? That was a problem for Ray. He provoked them, he’ll admit it. Ray wasn’t a fighter like Jay, Ray could never hold his own because he’d never tried fighting others but here he’d gone, provoking them, starting a fight with them and it ended with him getting the shit beat out of him. Ray did not have a high pain tolerance, that much was for sure. Everything hurt and it hurt bad. His chest ached and it hurt to breathe really, which was why his breathing was almost not noticeable because in that moment he wished he could live without taking a single breath. If one had to guess what injuries he had, he’d guess that he had broken ribs, his right hand was probably broken somewhere from being stomped on, his nose felt wrong, his head throbbed like it never had before and he might have internal bleeding and probably a concussion and some other shit he can’t wrap his brain around in the moment, actually he’s bleeding a lot isn’t he, he has to have a major wound somewhere, huh? 

                   He knows his brother is there, he can practically feel it as his brother kicks the shit out of everyone else. Maybe it’s a twin thing where he can just feel his brothers presence or maybe it’s because Jay was so mad and so loud in that moment. He attempts opening his eyes when he hears his brother, feels his brother holding him but only one eye will open, the other swelling shut already. “Hi l - little b - brother.” He coughs and blood comes out with it, the coppery taste making him sick. “A - Are you c - crying?” Even with him being the one that’s down, he’s worried about Jay.