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Saryn
aah, nice! would you want to rp it out or just post a capture thread / i'll put up a lil disappearance thread here? i'm fine either way, aha!
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Saryn
no, not really-- though the second option may be a bit faster !
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sounds good to me ! ++ he's a domestic feline Saryn
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well, lukas knew now that he probably should've taken the extra time to train with jelloshots about something other than healing- though with his smaller size compared to the serval, it might not have done him any good even if he was better at fighting. fur immediately bristling as he found himself set down in colouredclan territory by the stranger, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose in a slight reaction towards the concentrated scent of the enemy clan-- it wasn't something he was used to, for sure. he had immediately started glancing around the area with a worried expression, his red eyes panicked as he held his tounge for the first few moments of his capture-- listening to what his captors had to say with what almost seemed to be a sigh of relief. there would be no torture-- even a celebration?
he would've never expected a clan to hold a celebration for their... well, hostages-- it sounded ridiculous to him. the blackhearts would pardon their innocent captures from torture, but doing this for someone from an enemy clan seemed like an amazing stroke of good luck. instinctively, lukas had been wondering if fourth was already on the way to rescue him- he still had a bad habit of comparing everything to some sort of fairytale in his life, though his and fourthwall's relationship was less than perfect. (really, he was some sort of glorified side chick when it came to fourth.) but hope was hope, right?
but maybe he didn't need to be rescued. nodding his head in a bit of a wary manner, he couldn't help but relax a bit as he still didn't happen to speak, instead looking around himself with a long, worried sort of sigh.
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lukas was gone. his room was empty, and his last trail had lead into the courtyard, mingling with a faint touch of colouredclan scent before disappearing off the radar. ground was a bit scraped up, his claws having marked the ground as he was carried off-- nowhere to be found. lukas was gone.
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Fourthwall Fallout
yeah, totally!! i replied to their private thread together ;0
reqs'll be done tonight once i get my hands on my tablet 👌
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"...nope. having fun is mandatory." lukas remarked with a quick smile, red eyes sparkling with a grin as he pointed out into the waves- obviously, he'd been doing a lot better than what had become the 'usual' for him-- of course, lukas still did smoke a bit, but he kept it under wraps. everything else had sort of washed away, and maybe it was because he was becoming a little less dependent- or just finding a certain someone else to depend on instead. lukas couldn't help but feel his face heating up a bit as seiji's shoulders brushed up against his own, but he certainly didn't object one bit- in fact, lukas found himself laying his head on the taller guy's side as he glanced out into the water. "...nope. there are a lot of places i haven't been to, but this is special. look at how the water moves!" he exclaimed.
he had a lot to thank seiji for- to be honest, he'd helped him recover from the brinks of despair, when he thought the world as he knew it was about to crash and burn, seiji was there for him in a way that fourth, well, wasn't. as a friend, as someone who could comfort and help him-- perhaps he had been seeing less of fourth lately, and it was almost a bit painful, the fact that he might not be needed anymore- because lukas was hungry for love, affection, attention. and fourth had promised he would never leave- but what if him and hypokrisis wanted to get married, have children- where would he be?
at least he had seiji there with him, right?
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perhaps lukas didn't know what to expect of what the other colouredclanners would do when they saw him-- he wasn't really very prepared for this, after all, the only thing he had on him were a few bandages wrapped around his two front paws. though to be quite honest, having herbs on him at the moment probably wouldn't help him out- if anything, they might even be stolen- would colouredclan cats do that? i have a question, and if you answer honestly, i'll ask everyone to lay off you. nodding a bit reluctantly towards her first statement, the feline listened in closely to arcadepaw-- and at her question, almost immediately shook his head. "i-i don't know anything, i promise- i have no idea who killed her!" perhaps his panicked response may have been a bit suspicious, but it was the whole truth- he had absolutely no idea which rogue had done it. but even if he had known, would he have given them away? it could've been fourthwall, the guy he was hopelessly in love with- or jelloshots and seiji, his two best and closest friends in the whole world. he would never give them up.
the blackheart rogues had rescued him from rock-bottom- he couldn't betray them! lukas couldn't help but feel his paws shake a bit as he felt the gazes of all the colouredclanners seeping into his fur, red eyes flickering around the area a bit nervously as he tried to look for any sort of a way out-- maybe he could outrun them if he just tried- maybe he could use being small to his advantage. he just wanted to go back home.
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I would love one, as soon as I can get a reference x3
ayy , just mention me with a ref or written desc. and i'll get to you asap! i can also probably do my own interpretations as a human but they might not match how you'd see them !
Fourthwall Fallout
his eyepatch is totally on the wrong side but who doesn't need a daily dose of seiji in their life
totally not a self-indulgent lukas and seiji doodle too
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...i could make you squirm. lukas couldn't help but slightly find himself flinching away at yuri's arrival, at arcadepaw's chilling response- he hadn't done anything bad! he hadn't hurt anyone-- what were they going to do to him? this didn't seem like a celebration to him, it seemed like the setup for a public fucking execution. his fur immediately prickling at the leader's address, at the greenguard's warning- it was chilling, like something you'd hear in a horror movie. he wanted to call out for help, for fourth, for seiji- but all that would do was dig him into a deeper hole. "...i-i..." he stammered, paws shaking slightly as he curled his tail around himself in a paranoid and protective manner- what was going to happen?
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...picking a few petals off of the flowers with his free hand rather clumsily, lukas didn't exactly notice manicpaw for a few seconds, so busy taking in his surroundings in the more bold and confident mess that was his drunken head. however, at the sound of her voice, lukas couldn't help but laugh a little more, as if it was something funny- everything sounded funny to him if he thought about it. "...no, i just drank something weird." he mumbled, running a hand through his hair messily with a grin. "...it's empty, though, so you can't have it." he exclaimed, words slurring in a teasing sort of tone as he talked.
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the last time lukas had been swimming had been with fourthwall- months ago, when he had first joined the blackheart rogues. they'd gone swimming at a cute makeshift barbecue that he had adored, because fourth had done all of it just for him. maybe it was a bit ironic that the next person to suggest going swimming with it was none other than that asshole's brother- and someone he knew as his first real friend other than jello, someone who really seemed to care about him. "...you will, really?" he asked with a curious glimmer in his eyes, smiling. "...that's so sweet." he murmured quickly after, bringing up his knees to his chest and hugging them, though he didn't really move from the position he was, laying on seiji, until he heard about swimming.
of course they would be able to swim here- it was water, after all! grinning for a quick second, he quickly stumbled to his feet, looking down towards seiji with an excited look across his face. "totally!" he exclaimed, before continuing to slip the tank top he was wearing off of his body, casting it away towards the ground with a smile. "let's go, right now." he commented, reaching out a hand towards seining as he pointed towards the waters.
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in this state, he wasn't exactly the most coordinated- the bottle easily slipped from his hand as manic continued to grab it away, lukas' eyes narrowing in confusion as he stared towards his hands for a second before glancing towards manicpaw, noticing that she was holding his bottle. "...g.. give it the fuck back." lukas murmured in what seemed to be a bit of a whine, like a child who wasn't getting what he wanted as he clumsily attempted to grab the bottle back. "...where... where are your fucking parents?"
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...thankfully, in all of his noted panic, saryn was still showing him kindness. perhaps it was a bit blunt, by right now it was all that lukas could ask for, because to be quite honest all he wanted to do was go home. he could take whatever punishment-- hopefully-- but he had connections he couldn't leave behind that he was already starting to ache for, a home he was fucking loyal to no matter how much colouredclan happened to despise them. "...thank you." he nodded gratefully towards saryn's words, red eyes filled with thankfulness as he let out a soft sigh of relief- and as the youngster suddenly stepped in, he found himself feeling a bit more relieved than before. "...i-i'm fine." he murmured with a small sigh, before shaking his head, attempting to greet kieran with even a kind manner- maybe it would let these colouredclanners let him free if he was kind to the child...? "...my name's lukas- i'm from the blackheart rogues." he whispered with a weak smile.
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...now there are two of them? "...nothing, if manic just gives me my bottle back-" lukas quickly found himself responding to crown, his red eyes a bit narrowed as he glared towards the apprentice, his fingers tensing up as he let out a long sigh of annoyance- before finding that he wasn't the only adult in this conversation anymore, because one of his best friends- seiji- had appeared to 'save the day' - and scold him, of course. "i just wanted to try it, babe, don't get mad at me-" lukas whined, obviously not too aware of the name he'd used in the context of talking to seiji, because to be quite honest, in this drunk state, any adult around was a candidate for his awkward drunken affections- and horrible pouting, as well.
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"...he's not a douchebag. we're good friends- he's really nice and everything. helps me out when i'm feeling bad." lukas whispered a bit, voice a bit hoarse with jealousy as he spoke as well. he was allowed to have friends, right? it was one thing that hypokrisis was sitting on fourth's lap right now, as if he barely even existed, but the fact that he was ragging on him for his perfectly reasonable desicions right in front of the bloodclanner really happened to fucking suck. he couldn't help but glance away, because something in him made it so he couldn't even stand the sight of those two together, his hands tightening around his knees as he'd brought them up to his chest for a few seconds, before relaxing and getting up from his position, making a move to start storming off with a frustrated sort of look gleaming in his red eyes. "...besides, at least he gives a shit about my feelings every once in awhile." this wasn't usual behavior for lukas, but seeing this made him want to snap, to punch, to kick something. he needed to walk away.
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...to be completely honest, lukas had absolutely no idea what was going on-- this really did seem like a normal sort of party, but he wasn't that dumb- he knew that colouredclan and the blackheart rogues were enemies, and a gnawing feeling in his head couldn't help but tell him that something might be going down. so as he was escorted to the party, he didn't resist- nor try to escape- because he was too busy studying everyone, trying to see if they were going to harm him- because as much as he wanted to, he found it hard to trust saryn. she had captured him, after all. "...thank you?" he whispered a bit meekly towards yuri in response towards the introduction- and the lavish party, in general. why was this for him, someone who'd done nothing for colouredclan, someone who belonged to an enemy faction as their only surgeon?
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lukas couldn't help but feel his fur bristle in discomfort as he was approached by yet another colouredclanner, his paw flinching away at their touch. "...actually, i've been to some before. fourth likes hosting them." he whispered, not exactly sure how he should reply to prism as they... offered him food? of course it could be poisoned, but he did happen to be awfully hungry. "oh, i'm fine, i'm not that hungry..." he responded quietly, though he felt like his stomach was going to scream at him for the desicion. he just wanted to go home, to see fourth, seiji, jello... everyone.
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well, lukas' monthly task didn't seem that hard- it was just to host a group game, right? so what about truth or dare, for starters? "alright everyone, gather up! we're gonna play truth or dare, and it's gonna be great!" he exclaimed, tail flicking in a rather excitable manner as his bright red eyes shine with anticipation. he happened to like games, after all! and maybe this one would help to get everyone to know each other, because perhaps he needed a couple new friends as well. jello hadn't been as active lately, and perhaps his and fourth's relationship wasn't the healthiest- and that left him and seiji- which wasn't enough! lukas loved to be social, to talk- this would have to do.
