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    Louie
    Louie

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    Post by Louie on 23rd November 2019, 9:38 pm




    The World Is Mine

    Surviving in a third-world country was difficult.

    Louie had only been here for a single day, but the hazards and inconveniences of devolved countries such as Fiore troubled him to the point of exhaustion. His prized loafers were caked in dirt and dust, he had to ride a mule-drawn wagon to get to Era, and he was broke. Unfortunately, the currency had been so accustomed to hardly translated to much in jewels. Even so, these were the least of his troubles! There he was, yesterday evening, alone with a driver whose horrific features could somehow congregate and coined as a "face" who forced him out of his archaic vehicle to go pick pumpkins! The evening only withered from that point, and one repulsive cacodemon after the other insisted on him keeping his stay! How could Fiore be so littered with monsters? It was no wonder that it was so run-down and regressed. Regardless, it's terrible state somehow contributed to its terrible appeal, and Louie insisted on staying.

    Louie hadn't departed from home without some sort of plan, however! Through enormous perseverance and insurmountable willpower, he had arrived in Era in search of his older cousin—Beaux Phacelia.

    To be more specific, Louie had not arrived just in Era, but at the very entrance of the Rune Knight Headquarters with very specific intentions in mind. Unbelievably, he didn't have much money, but he did have a relative whom he assumed did. Now, Louie and Beaux hadn't spoken in a very long time. He didn't think of their relationship as bad or unpleasant, but he hadn't thought very fondly of his older cousin either. He recalled him as mild. Not only that, but how could he have chosen this—a third-world lifestyle—over. . . anything else? Well, Louie could empathize to some degree. He held some iota of understanding towards the notion. He, after all, desired things that were forbidden to him or otherwise looked down upon in every sense. Heckling was never tolerated in his household, but he did it anyway. There were certain things he was not allowed to eat or drink when he was younger, but he sought them out regardless. Even the very blade he originally carried with him for aesthetic (but now, somehow, for protection) was a fruit of his insatiable taste for the things he didn't have. The very world of the unknown and unobtained excited him, and to some degree, it roused him to come here.

    So there he was, at the front doors of the Rune Knight Headquarters. It was a rather unimpressive building. He had seen better bathrooms in his memory of home. Compared to everyone else, Louie certainly did stand out. He wore a grey trench coat the color of iron and a white, long-sleeved turtleneck sweater underneath. The loafers that were once supremely refined, shiny coals were now a shadow of what they once were, now caked in filth. He wore thin gloves that were worn more for aesthetic than for function that matched in hue, and overall looked as if he were living some life of luxury by appearance alone, or had expensive tastes at the very least. He'd meander into the building and instantly noticing the black rags these people wore.

    The uniforms they wore weren't the worst he had seen but felt naked being there. Despite his overt disappointment and borderline repulsion, it was completely concealed underneath a gentle countenance. There was a mild smile across his seemingly small mouth, and his gorgeous golden eyes were wide with innocent awe. Of course, the wider they were, the more approachable he seemed, but this also meant he got to see more of the troubling state of the building and the "people" within them. He wandered forward, looking around until he stopped at a receptionist's desk. The woman occupying it looked foul.

    "Uhm. . . pardon me," Louie leaned over the desk with one hand pocketed and the other on top of the counter, "I hope I'm not bothering you, but could I trouble you for a moment?"

    The foul "woman" slowly raised her gaze from a rather congested folder to meet eyes with Louie. She had a sharp, light face and small, round glasses that rested on the bridge of her long nose. Her eyes were droopy and supremely unwelcoming but didn't seem like they were that way involuntarily. The woman genuinely looked to have what some might coin as a "resting bitchface," but Louie could tell that she simply just seemed like a bitch who hasn't rested. The name plaque next to her said "Valorie," which was a terribly ugly name for a terribly ugly woman.

    Valorie sighed outwardly through her nose and dropped the file that was within her hands onto the desk with an audible whap. "How may I help you today, sir?" Valorie recited from a script that was not there.

    Louie was smiling kindly, tiny dimples appearing on his cheeks. "I'm looking for a man named Beaux Phacelia. I'm his family. Is he here at the moment?" he asked nicely.

    They both paused for a moment before Valorie reacted at all. She sighed through her nose again. "What is your name, sir?" she recited again from the invisible script, much like some sort of machine whose fuel was remorse and regret in choosing her career.

    At this point, Louie was already irritated. If one's sight was superior enough, they could notice an almost microscopic vein bulging on his temple, pulsating with frustration and indignancy. "Louie Calvin Klein."

    Valorie sighed through her nose again. "Please wait one moment sir." said Valorie, reaching over to a telephone was about as bland and unimpressive as her and dialing a number. When she rose it to her face, there was that pause everyone went through when calling someone. The "brrr" of an idle call. Louie exercised superior patience in waiting for the woman to service him. "General Phacelia, if you're in the building, you have a visitor at the front. Louie Calvin Klein. Again, General Phacelia, if you're in the building, you have a visitor up front."

    The call was apparently an announcement over loudspeakers that could be heard throughout the entire building. How lazy of her!
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    Beaux
    Beaux

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    Private Re: ❖ FIRST-WORLD PROBLEMS ❖ (S/Beaux)

    Post by Beaux on 27th November 2019, 1:27 pm

    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
    Job: Free Form
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    Muse: 10/10
    Music: Catching On
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    Click, click, click.

    The clicking of a mechanical pen could be heard throughout the small office, breaking the dullness. A heater rumbled quietly in the corner. Music played from an old-fashioned radio by the door. It was a Wednesday afternoon, so not much was happening around the headquarters. Today was Beaux’s self-designated paperwork day. He had been working throughout the day to finalize reports and file them away. The menial tasks didn’t bother the Major General very much - in fact, he quite enjoyed the time spent. It allowed him to space out and let his mind wander. Often he contemplated other worlds or fantastical situations, or reflected on fond memories.

    Presently, he was staring blankly at a notebook on the desk in front of him while his mind was elsewhere. Most of his paperwork was done for the day, so distractions captured his attention with ease. The angel was remembering time spent with a long lost lover. The man with violet hair often prowled his mind. Beaux fondly remembered the man’s beautiful face and his heart rate increased. He let out a dreamy sigh.

    The angel nearly leapt out of his chair when the intercom buzzed. Valorie’s voice echoed throughout his little office and could be heard faintly in the hallways. "General Phacelia, if you're in the building, you have a visitor at the front. Louie Calvin Klein. Again, General Phacelia, if you're in the building, you have a visitor up front." Beaux took a deep breath to calm himself before standing up and making his way to the door.

    The Major General walked to the stairs with his hands in the pockets of his Rune Knight uniform. When he was working at the headquarters, Beaux typically wore the basic Knight outfit. There was no need for fancy Spec Ops decor when he was simply doing paperwork. Of course, the outfit didn’t go without his own flair of personal style. The shoulder adornments had been ditched in the place of a long, cozy silver cardigan. The ankles of the tight pants had been rolled up and he wore a pair of stylish loafers.

    Beaux had been mindlessly walking when he finally realized what Valorie had said. A visitor? He began to descend the steps and pondered about it. What was the name she had said? It was… Lewis? No, Louie. Louie Calvin Klein. Beaux raised his eyebrows as he remembered who exactly that was. That boy hadn’t been a part of his life for a very long time. The two had met as kids at family gatherings. The angel didn’t remember much from those days, though. However, he got the unsourced feeling that Louie was someone he should be cautious around.

    He reached the bottom steps and strolled into the lobby. Bonne après-midi, Valorie,” he greeted the receptionist with a wave. She just gave him an unamused nod and returned to her coffee. Beaux had learned not to take her foul mood personally. It just seemed to be who she was. The Major General looked over see a blueish-haired man standing at the front desk. It was definitely Louie, those golden eyes were quite memorable. He was much older than the last time they had met, but still retained the Napedian air of self-importance and the high class style. That was, of course, except for his dirt caked shoes. Beaux forced himself not to look at those as not to offend his cousin by noticing them.

    Bonjour, Louie,” Beaux cheered politely, stepping closer and extending his hand for a shake. “Long time no see, cousin.”
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    Louie
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    Post by Louie on 28th November 2019, 10:06 pm




    The World Is Mine

    Louie was waiting patiently at the receptionist's desk for his older cousin to appear, repeatedly staring down at is wristwatch to see the short hand rotate. The Joyan wristwatch was made of highly resistant white ceramic and steel with stunning black features and could have easily cost more most people's rent here in Fiore. When his golden eyes rose from its beautiful features and away from the memory of a more luxurious lifestyle, Louie was suddenly back in this austere, lacking reality, littered with the challenges of a third-world country. He tried to stay as still as he possibly could to stray away from the thought of his dirty loafers. Fortunately, however, was spared the thought of these troubles when Beaux Phacelia appeared before him in a rather acceptable uniform.

    "Salut, Beaux!" Louie perked up, the pitch of his voice a little higher than his natural tones as he reached to return the handshake, smiling from ear to ear but was so soft that his face wouldn't wrinkle. "Or should I call you General Phacelia?"  

    Beaux certainly looked different than how he remembered him. When they were younger, he had brown hair and Louie could've sworn he was taller than him too! The more had pondered the recollections, the more Louie coined Beaux as a dullard—a dunce, and perhaps a cretin as well if he were as soft-spoken as he remembered him to be. How could he be anything else for picking such an underdeveloped country to settle into? The moment Louie's hand as wrapped around Beaux's, he realized that he only had his looks and aesthetic going for him.

    Louie, on the contrary, was far more pleasant than his true character made him out to be in this instance and had a life waiting for him in Napedia. He was agreeable, soft, and incredibly "nice" as some might put it, and years of practice and execution permitted him to completely conceal any sort of unpleasant emotion from his countenance, effectively creating this facade that he would routinely use. When did it start? Louie couldn't have remembered anymore, but he did remember how to keep his complexion from souring when he was upset, or how to keep his feet from tapping when angry.

    "I've been travelling so much! Can we sit down and perhaps chat a little bit, Beaux? Or. . . oh!" Louie expression suddenly looked panicked, "I'm not intruding, am I?!"
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    Post by Beaux on 15th December 2019, 10:30 pm

    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
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    The handshake was firm, yet brief. Louie greeted him with an ever-pleasant smile. The man seemed to be in a good mood, which Beaux wondered about. Not only were his shoes filthy, but the angel remembered him to be a moody child. Perhaps he had grown out of it with age, or Beaux was remembering it incorrectly. A child’s viewpoint was not often accurate to the truth.

    “Major General Phacelia,” Beaux corrected politely, dropping Louie’s hand. “There was someone else more qualified for the General position than I.”

    Louie voiced his exhaustion from travelling, wanting to find a place to relax. Beaux figured if his cousin had traveled straight from Napedia, then it was no wonder the man was exhausted! The trip was a very long one. “Oh, ne t'inquiète pas,” the angel said to ease Louie’s worries. “I was simply finishing up some tasks, I could use a break anyway!” Looking around, he pondered where the two could go to have some privacy. His office was too cramped and untidy by his standards - which were much higher than most of the other Rune Knights that had offices. Beaux didn’t want Louie to judge his workspace. His dorm was definitely off limits. Lisette, his pet snake, was likely napping on his bed. She was a terror if woken up from her naps, let alone around men. The serpent always preferred to be around women.

    “Oh, I know! There’s a lovely cafe just a few blocks away,” Beaux piped up with a finger raised. “It’s a short walk if you don’t mind.” His gaze stayed far away from his cousin’s muddied loafers, but he was testing the waters with his question. Was Louie still as uptight as they had been raised? Or had he cooled down a bit with adulthood? The angel wanted to be sure before he said too much. The anxiety instilled in him of not wanting to offend or disappoint family with his manners has resurged with his cousin’s arrival. His every manner, movement, and word would be analyzed with scrutiny if Louie was still following the Napedian way.
    @Louie / ne t'inquiète pas = do not worry
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    Post by Louie on 25th December 2019, 6:28 pm




    The World Is Mine

    "It's a short walk if you don't mind," is what Beaux said, but Louie could hardly bear taking another step in his dust-caked loafers. To him, meandering around in these loafers was about as uncomfortable as taking a step in wet socks in warm shoes. Like a hangnail at the cuticles of your fingertips! It could even be compared to an immense itch that could not be relieved! What an ordinary man would have coined as a minor inconvenience, if not a trifle, Louie found insurmountably exasperating. He knew it could have been worse: his skin, his pants, his shirt, and God forbid, his face! But his appearance and standards for it was one of the only things he didn't leave behind in Napedia, and he'd rather perish in some ungodly hell than lower them now! But whichever the case, Louie knew he couldn't loiter here for much longer without reluctantly bringing attention to his dirtied loafers and his need to vent his furstrations, whether Beaux liked it or not.

    "Is that right? I don't mind at all! Come on, then! Let us be off!" Louie smiled cutely, taking Beaux by the wrist and leading him to the exit. But before both of them completely shuffled out of the door, Louie stopped to peer back and wave farewell to the receptionist who, by this point, Louie could not recall the name of. "Thank you, mademoiselle! Au revoir!"

    Ahh. . . what a shithole. Louie thought to himself in revulsion, though his rather innocent expression still remained, unbreaking. Both him and Beaux would walk for a very brief amount of time until they came to a point in their pathway where very few people seemed to share the road with them. There didn't seem to be a particular reason for this, but who cared about the what's and why's of it all? As they approached the first narrow alleyway between the buildings they walked adjacent to, Louie seized the opportunity like some candy and quickly pulled Beaux into its uncomfortable darkness without warning. He held him by his sleeve and, once deep inside the alleyway so that only a dumpster was within their company, released him in a small, malicious push.

    "You've got a lot of explaining to do, mon cousin!" Louie glared at Beaux with venom in his regal gaze. It seemed that all of his thoughts seemed vocalized now, and while careful not to shout in the threat of it being heard from passersby he'd likely never see again, there was thunderous toxicity in his tones like a malicious serpent. Louie walked over to his older cousin, and while shorter than him, didn't seem perturbed by it at that moment. "This is embarassing! Gênant!" Louie chastised him. It was hard to tell if Louie was upset at the filth covering his loafers, his rather difficult journey from Napedia to Fiore, or where Beaux had ended up. But as far as he was concerned, he was infuriated by all three.

    With an exasperated sigh, he looked down and began to pinch the bridge of his nose, a dumbfounded smirk transforming his lips as the initial outrage simmered out of him like taking the lid off of a pot boiling over with water. He snickered in disbelief. "Incroyable."
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    Post by Beaux on 5th February 2020, 7:30 pm

    Angel Boy
    Beaux
    Caught up inside, both happy and lonely
    Job: Free Form
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    Music: Bite
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    Louie grabbed Beaux’s wrist and led the Major General out of the building. After his cousin said goodbye to Valorie, the angel gave a wave of parting himself. The receptionist rarely responded, but Beaux still hoped that his kindness brightened her day even a little.

    As they walked, Beaux gave the occasional glance out of the corner of his eye at Louie. The man had grown since they last met, not only in height but seemingly in maturity too. Oftentimes, children raised in Napedian society were incredibly snotty and demanding. Louie had seemed that way as a child, but perhaps he had left those attitudes behind. The pleasant smile on his face seemed innocent enough.

    That was, until he yanked Beaux by the sleeve into a nearby alleyway. The angel’s heart rate spiked at the sudden action. He pulled against Louie’s grip and was shortly released with an aggressive shove from the other man. Beaux attempted to slow his rapid breathing as he rubbed his wrist. Though he had been through intense therapy since his encounter with Sanguine, anything that reminded him of that night could be a trigger. He had to calm himself before things had the chance to get worse.

    Looking into his cousin’s eyes, Beaux saw a vicious anger. He took a step back. The sudden action and change in emotion startled the white haired man. This was the Louie he remembered - reactive, aggressive, toxic. His memory had not deceived him about the man’s nature, but Louie himself had. His cousin had always been quick to spit venom at those he deemed deserving, but not always to their faces. Beaux was the target this time, and it was a direct blast.

    “E-explaining? What do you mean?” Beaux stammered. The Major General’s body tensed and he took another small step back as Louie approached. His cousin kept berating him with fury in his words. The angel’s gut dropped. This feeling of fear and guilt was familiar, something felt often in Napedia. Everyone was always scrutinizing, criticizing, calculating. Should a child ever be the target of it, they were often berated by the adults in private. Shame was not unfamiliar, nor was anxiety. Beaux felt both reminiscent emotions as Louie spat words.

    While the angel wasn’t necessarily timid, it was hard to talk back to another Napedian. He knew how destructive it could be in their society to speak one word in his defense. It was seen as a weakness and social taboo, especially among young people. However, Beaux had changed a lot in his time away from home. He had grown stronger, more confident, and infinitely more kind and patient. Louie pinched the bridge of his nose, and Beaux took a deep breath. This isn’t Napedia, he reminded himself.

    “I don’t understand what you find embarrassant et incroyable, mon cousin,” Beaux replied calmly, hoping his voice wouldn’t waver. He had to give Louie the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps he was cranky from the journey or from being hungry? The angel couldn’t let his cousin’s toxic words and actions get to him. Beaux did his best to steel himself against whatever Louie would say next.
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    Louie
    Louie

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    Post by Louie on 8th February 2020, 8:04 pm

    LOUIE CALVIN KLEIN

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    Cling cling to your escapes from reality Become a loser and roar roar Throw throw out your ideals Dappou Rock by Neru
    "Huh?"

    For a moment, that was all Louie could muster in response to Beaux's untutored reply. He became visibly vexed trying to fathom Beaux's retort and couldn't stop himself for what he was about to say next.

    "Are you retarded?" Louie began, astonished, "You were always an attractive one, but I never took you for being slow. But you are, aren't you? You are, in fact, so retarded that you cannot see the error with this situation." As if all the tallies of wrongdoings visualized in his mind, the anger bubbled over like boiling water on a stovetop. "Beaux Phacelia—my cousin—is not only settling down in this shitty ass country, but is working there as a public servant. A napedian! It's absolutely disgusting seeing you mingle with these people! I'm ashamed of even being related to you! If I weren't so much better, I think I'd rather kill myself than living with the guilty conscience of having such a failure live in the same life as me!" Louie approached Beaux again, his voice low and toxic, raising his finger and pressing it in the very center of his forehead, "And you mean to tell me that you don't see anything wrong with your wasted potential? Your voluntary worthlessness. You chose to be less than, even if you were born below average. And you mean to tell me that you don't understand what's so upsetting with this image?"

    As it goes, it was relatively easy to destruct Louie's filter and patience. The numerous things that could perturb him had the potential to completely unravel and dismantle his decorum in a chaotic instant if given the chance. To no one's surprise, Louie held little to no compassion or kindness for family but placed higher expectations upon them. He expected them to do more with themselves—to become some sort of an asset. So, in seeing Beaux in such an embarrassing state, Louie's ire felt as if he were watching a dog be mistrained.

    With repressed vexation, Louie lowered his finger from Beaux's forehead if he hadn't rejected the condescending gesture already, and sighed. Like the sandy shores of Hargeon, a wave of new emotion wet his countenance and the rage that had consumed him seconds before washed away and was replaced with an uptight calm. His usual prideful smirk danced across his lips once more.

    "It's a waste of my time, but I'll help you see things more clearly. You should be grateful." said Louie, shrugging as if accepting something beyond his control.
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