403 Posts
2 EP
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19 Years
Female
"The Painter"
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on May 30, 2018 14:52:32 GMT -4
Red eyes gazed up at the sky as the last bit of blue was taken over by gray. Rain was coming... she could feel it in the air, that... lightness in it right before it got heavy. Luzia sighed softly... as much as she liked the rain, it would make things a little harder for awhile. Well... her clothes would get heavy. Wetzel, too... she didn't want to have to lug herself around today. Her thought was practically framed by a roll of thunder, but she paused, looking down at a stained white bunny in her hand, nearly flat with years of use, holding it by a pink noose string around its neck. After staring for a moment, she smiled softly, nodding. "Yeah. You have the best ideas. Let's find some."
Luzia stood up, idly brushing her rear off. She was dressed in a light brown jacket, a black sleeveless t-shirt of a long-forgotten TV show, green jeans a size too large, and white sneakers, with each item either nearly falling apart or looking like they never saw a washing machine. She herself didn't look too impressive, either; she hadn't seen a bath for nearly as long She was walking through the great Tokyo Park; it was so pretty this time of year, with a lot of the flowers blooming. The sakuras weren't in bloom yet, but that was fine; practically the rest of the park was, and Luzia wandered through the pathways framed by all these flowers until she found a rest area, a group of picnic tables for the romantically inclined, or for people that just like to hang out. Luzia instinctively eyed a group of people her age carefully as she sat down under the roofed area at the opposite end, sliding her feet against the stone base of the area, but when they seemed more interested in playing some sort of video game, she cautiously relaxed, resting her chin on the table, cuddling her stuffed bunny softly, waiting start out from under the roof, waiting for the rain to come.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2018 20:26:06 GMT -4
Ah, rain indeed. Kouta, dressed as Lion Knight, had read through the weather on his phone, having prepared himself by bringing an umbrella and patrolling an area where there was one of those roofed places with a lot of seats. Always useful in case he wanted to rest after such hard work. Seeing how he had been patrolling for at least two hours now and, once he raised his armored head to stare into the skies and notice that rain was already coming, he decided to rest instead of opening his umbrella. Either way, he should be practicing violin so, once he had arrived at his seat, he sat down comfortably, the clanging of metal finally silencing itself.
His hands reached for the bag he halways had slung over his head, slowly sliding out his dear violin, resting that fine piece of art into his lap, letting it stay there while he slid off his gauntlets: he needed his hands bare to treat the instrument with the proper care that it deserved. Ignoring everyone that came and went around him, he began twisting some pieces with his left hand, following it by always playing the same note. In the middle of this process to get the perfect note, he slowly turned his head to face the recently arrived Luzia, her figure having caught his attention with how miserable she seemed. Her clothing didn't lie about her situation, neither did her smell. Unable to really say anything, he just looked at her and raised a hand to wave at her, hoping that she'd reciprocate. As confident as he, a great knight was, Kouta's anxiety against women still got to him.
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403 Posts
2 EP
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19 Years
Female
"The Painter"
Bandit-Rank Quirk:
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jun 1, 2018 15:38:55 GMT -4
She felt so calm. The rain started coming down almost as soon as she she got under the roof... and the sounds... the rain hitting the ground, the roll of thunder... it was so pretty, so relaxing. She smiled, closing her eyes, laying her head down on the table and just letting the calmness surround her. Something about the rain always made her worries seem so distant... well, at least for a little bit. She even smiled... at least until music hit her eyes. It wasn't a music player or some phone, either... it was an instrument?
Luzia blinked, sitting up and looking around before spotting someone in... armor? She stared at him blankly, wondering why he was the only one she's ever seen wear that sort of thing. It was pretty unusual... it looked strong, but... looked like it was loud, too. When he waved at her, she, still staring at him with confusion, as if he were an oddity, she waved back, not really sure how to respond beyond that. She stared at him for a few moments more, then turned away, closing her eyes again. It was so hard to forget bad things nowadays... but today... today was good~.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 9:39:45 GMT -4
Lion Knight felt a little warm inside once the girl waved back to him. For him, that signified that, even with her horrible situation, she still wasn't broken. He could connect with that, which was really the only reason why he hadn't brandished his mace in paranoid suspicion yet. Instead, he nodded and went back to paying attention to his violin, finally getting the proper note he desired. The perfect little note he desired. After getting it, he decided that, at least, he'd practice on a slightly harder piece than what he was used to: just like vigilantes really didn't do much under the rain, the typical villain he'd deal with really wouldn't be out there during the rain.
With that goal in mind, he slowly reached into his bag again, bringing forth a notebook full of pages where he had several pieces he had been practicing copied onto it: his father, as a method of teaching, always had him copy down each part of the song and read through it at least once. It helped him understand the piece itself, which always made learning to play it and effectively playing it that much easier. Once he was at the piece he desired, he brandished his violin and began playing. A calming tune for a calming rainy day, something that he hoped people found welcome. Though, if they didn't, he wasn't one to care anyway.
Lion Knight does whatever he damn well pleases.
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403 Posts
2 EP
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19 Years
Female
"The Painter"
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jun 3, 2018 18:57:56 GMT -4
Luzia tilted her head over towards the armored man when he started playing again. The music was disturbing the calmness, distracting from the rain... Luzia wanted to glare at him, to tell him to stop... but she took a moment to listen and... it was actually kind of pretty. It sounded like practice, but it was still kind of pretty. She looked at Wetzel and smiled when he agreed, nodding softly. Yeah, she'd let him keep playing. It was actually making her even more relaxed.
She took a deep breath in, and she could feel it welling up inside her. The urge. The not-violent one, at least. She looked at Wetzel with a smile as he encouraged her and nodded. She wanted to paint... but what? She chuckled lazily as Wetzel's suggestion, which was as good as always. Without thought, she sat herself up, letting the music be her muse, letting it guide her hand. She didn't have to think, she just had to get up and watch as her hand moved on its own, plastering neon light into the air itself, her fingers leaving behind lines of neon light, waving gently as it glowed. Blue and pink came from her, then some white, and then even a little brown and yellow. She needed only a few moments, but soon enough, hovering in the air almost like neon signs, was the imagery of a blue and pink birds flying in the air, a bunny sitting on the ground, and even a monkey hanging off one of the support beams of the picnic area, holding a banana. It may have been made from a very artificial kind of light, but she smiled as looked on a recreation of nature.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2018 20:18:23 GMT -4
Through the dark void of his helmet's opening for eyes, Lion Knight could actually see art being made right in the air itself, a quirk of such beauty he couldn't help but be inspired in turn by her. Quite ironic, both doing wonderful art thanks to inspiration from each other.
Thanks to this, Lion Knight quickly got himself into a more serious position, his eyes now plastered onto the art she was drawing, his right hand holding the bow gently, yet firmly. He was ready.
Finally, he went back to playing the tune, now by memory and soul only. It deviated ever so slightly, ever so often from the original piece, though it was with much less breaks and noticeable mistakes. He wasn't playing directly from a sheet, he wasn't even playing from something he crammed time and time again into his mind and try to remember it note to note. He was playing with soul for once, an event he didn't often experience every day. Inspiration of that level only came to him once in a blue moon. Added irony to the fact that his source of inspiration was a girl, a gender he never expected anything short of awful to come out of them. Finally, as he saw the neon pink and blue birds flying in the air, along with the bunny and monkey, he slowly brought his piece to its end, the knight himself feeling slightly sweaty under that helmet. Had he really tried that hard? It didn't feel like it had been that hard. Maybe he had just really invested himself into it.
Either way, once he was done playing, he put down his violin right on the table in front of him, chuckling silently to himself. That really had happened, suddenly, without a warning, out of nowhere, synonims. Taking the courage and swallowing his own pride, Lion Knight turned his head to her and gave her a thumbs up, along with a nod. He really approved of what they had just done and he wanted to show that.. though he didn't want to say it.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 12:01:01 GMT -4
Luzia - 5 exp
Kouta - 5 exp
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