Roll Initiative: The Bloodbath!
Jun 25, 2022 12:00:55 GMT -5
Post by alex 🐺 on Jun 25, 2022 12:00:55 GMT -5
[d2a lux bellisario | introduction]
The morning of it all, she wakes up afraid. Not afraid, maybe that’s not the right word.
But it feels like it always did the mornings of the Formations. The sick sense of excitement and nerves. The almost weightless feeling. The scent in the air of dew and mist.
Cordelia had slept over - again. This was becoming a habit that Lux hadn’t wanted to break, but would. They weren’t allies and Lux had cobbled together the boy from Ten, Willem from Four (Mom, as she keeps calling him), and the silent one from Seven in some sort of temporary alliance that would hopefully keep her alive. They seemed up for the challenge, even if Willem was only there because he had seen Lux at her worst and she didn't need that shit getting around.
The ritual before the Bloodbath is as follows: a long soak in one of the many jacuzzis in the Training Center; a shower in the District Two apartments with a familiar blonde who loves to use up all of the hot water; and a late night spent whispering truths never meant for another's ears.
She kisses Cordelia goodbye before it all, giving her a slap on the ass for good measure. That earns a wink and Lux nearly trips with the force of everything that she’s feeling. She stifles it all, pushing her feelings down into the pit of her chest like a diamond pressed into perfect shape.
Her uniform is black, pulled on silently, and the mask is tugged up high on her nose, covering her face with only her blue eyes shining in the fluorescent lighting. The stylists preen and dance around Lux and Alpha, who bats hands away and bares her teeth. Lux wants to do the same and nearly does, threatening Pythia with a knife in the eye if she continued to fuss with her blush.
It was all optics, but after scoring an 11 in the private training session, she was sure that she was swimming in riches. It the same score that Love had gotten. That fucker would have been proud.
A final nod to Alpha because she was a fucking honorable person even if Alpha wasn’t and Lux steps onto the fluorescent square and into the metal tube.
She runs her hands through her hair, noting the way it sat in a low ponytail, out of her eyes. She pulls the black hood up on her head, cracking her neck and rolling it from side to side. Her token is her sketchbook, hidden in the waistband of her pants. There was a note in it from Love when they were kids - a drawing of a penis and a sword. It was the nicest thing he had ever written her.
Lux closes her eyes, almost as if in prayer, but there were no gods here but herself. There was no one above her.
She breathes in and out slowly, feeling nirvana and calm slide into her arms, moving down her stomach and through her legs.
She would triumph where Love had fallen. She would tear down everyone and everything in front of her. She would never back down, never give up, and never, ever crack under the weight of it all. She was stronger than iron, stronger than steel, and she was Lux fucking Bellisario.
The morning of it all, she wakes up afraid. Not afraid, maybe that’s not the right word.
But it feels like it always did the mornings of the Formations. The sick sense of excitement and nerves. The almost weightless feeling. The scent in the air of dew and mist.
Cordelia had slept over - again. This was becoming a habit that Lux hadn’t wanted to break, but would. They weren’t allies and Lux had cobbled together the boy from Ten, Willem from Four (Mom, as she keeps calling him), and the silent one from Seven in some sort of temporary alliance that would hopefully keep her alive. They seemed up for the challenge, even if Willem was only there because he had seen Lux at her worst and she didn't need that shit getting around.
The ritual before the Bloodbath is as follows: a long soak in one of the many jacuzzis in the Training Center; a shower in the District Two apartments with a familiar blonde who loves to use up all of the hot water; and a late night spent whispering truths never meant for another's ears.
She kisses Cordelia goodbye before it all, giving her a slap on the ass for good measure. That earns a wink and Lux nearly trips with the force of everything that she’s feeling. She stifles it all, pushing her feelings down into the pit of her chest like a diamond pressed into perfect shape.
Her uniform is black, pulled on silently, and the mask is tugged up high on her nose, covering her face with only her blue eyes shining in the fluorescent lighting. The stylists preen and dance around Lux and Alpha, who bats hands away and bares her teeth. Lux wants to do the same and nearly does, threatening Pythia with a knife in the eye if she continued to fuss with her blush.
It was all optics, but after scoring an 11 in the private training session, she was sure that she was swimming in riches. It the same score that Love had gotten. That fucker would have been proud.
A final nod to Alpha because she was a fucking honorable person even if Alpha wasn’t and Lux steps onto the fluorescent square and into the metal tube.
She runs her hands through her hair, noting the way it sat in a low ponytail, out of her eyes. She pulls the black hood up on her head, cracking her neck and rolling it from side to side. Her token is her sketchbook, hidden in the waistband of her pants. There was a note in it from Love when they were kids - a drawing of a penis and a sword. It was the nicest thing he had ever written her.
Lux closes her eyes, almost as if in prayer, but there were no gods here but herself. There was no one above her.
She breathes in and out slowly, feeling nirvana and calm slide into her arms, moving down her stomach and through her legs.
She would triumph where Love had fallen. She would tear down everyone and everything in front of her. She would never back down, never give up, and never, ever crack under the weight of it all. She was stronger than iron, stronger than steel, and she was Lux fucking Bellisario.
✧ lux bellisario d2a enters the bloodbath ✧
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