‘Oh my gosh, you think we could go ice-skating next? I’m full of hot cocoa and ready to go-go~!’
‘Man how’re you wearing only that and not gnashing your teeth? It’s snowing and everything!’
‘Lemme tell you, I can’t wait for the main event later tonight! It’ll be the time to show my REAL Christmas spirit!’
All this excited banter, all the friendly smiling faces passing by, the shouts and laughter of people enjoying themselves with snowball fights and snowmen-building, blended with the gentle winter breeze and tender flakes of snow landing delicately at the partygoers... anyone could find a reason to be happy at this event, as if the yuletide spirit itself has blessed this location. To say it was a beautiful holiday festivity would be an understatement.
While everyone was bustling about heading to the next thrilling event on their to-do lists, an albino Gallade has been leaning his back up against the wall and staring off onto the stretch of white. Every few seconds snowflakes would fall on his bangs or his scarred face, giving subtle signs of discomfort before sweeping them away. In his hand was a cup of hot cocoa, whose steam was steadily lost to the icy air, as evident not only while it was in his grasp, but as he raised it up to finish that last mild gulp of chocolate.
“Mmngh...”
Brushing the back of his hand across his lips, the white swordsman casually arced the emptied cup into a nearby bin, not even noticing how clean a shot it was. Any time Alyx was addressed by a passerby, the white blade briefly flashed a cool smile as well as a playful fingergun point or salute at them, then waved off the greeters before returning to his distant gaze.
<<Heh...>> he thought to himself, his face forcing a weak, bothered smirk as his thoughts resurface to him one by one, <<Wish I had Li’s or even Oriel’s enthusiasm right about now... that says somethin’ when even my biological sis musters up more pep than me.>> Waving his head to the side and flaking off any other bits of snow, the Gallade lifted his head up to gaze at the wintery skies.
<<Guess I should stop hangin’ out so much -- no... THINKING so much and get a move on. I’m just wastin’ time standing around like this... c’mon Al, it’s a party after all.>>
With a light push off the dining building’s wall, Alyx stretched himself backwards and yawned, curving his frame with an arm folded behind his head and the other reaching over, before swinging his arms down after that satisfying crunch.
<<Li and Oriel said they’d be inside the lounge... guess I can go over and mingle in there first. Start off slow,>> the mellow swordsman pondered as he paced through the snow, hoping to rekindle his social spirit.
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(( heck I’ll do both, Ailyx as evil pirates
These two probably just bested a village and are probably looking on in the haunting purple night sky, smiling over their victory together. Just look at those smirks, they know how fierce they are >BV Love it ))
"WHOO HOO, ALRIGHT! YOU JUST SAW THAT SMACKDOWN, LADIES AND GENTS! THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH ARE THE ONE AND ONLY KNIGHT-AND-MAGE TWIN TEAM, ALYYYYYX AND ORIEEEEEEEEELLLLLL~!!"
Uproarious cheers and applause echoed powerfully through the stadium upon bearing witness to the siblings' victory. Alyx put on a smirk and waved off the audience while wiping off a few beads of sweat, while Oriel raised a flattered and somewhat sheepish smile as she raised her hand to the crowd in gratitude. Once they had their fill of the spotlight and praise, the two of them made their way out of the ring and towards the exit back into the main lobby ring.
"Whew... great job out there sis, you never let me down," thanked the Gallade as he lightly shoulder-hugged his Gardevoir sister.
"Ah, n-neither do you, brother..." smiled Oriel, pushing a lock of hair out of her face before clearing her throat. "W-well, I suppose we should rendezvous with Lixue and Masou, they'll be expecting us out here soon while the next battle is underway... I'm feeling sort of famished, admittedly..."
"Heh, I know what ya mean, I never saw those Pokemon before. They really kept us on our toes... no pun intended," chuckled Alyx with a roll of his eyes. "C'mon, let's go meet up with them and see if we can get a bite to eat."
Little do they know that they were followed outside upon completing the match, and it wasn't a fan or admirer of any kind... rather, with the heavy scraping clawed footsteps, and the metallic rattling of armor resounding firmly with each step... t'was the Black Knight himself, Zarathos. The Champion called out to the two psychic fighters.
Both esper battlers froze in place before inchingly rotating around until their eyes locked on Zarathos. Instantly, the two of them gasped a bit, before looking at one another nervously.
"... The champ..." muttered Alyx,
"... wishes to converse with us...?" Oriel asked as anxiety ran through her nerves. The fraternal twins both took a deep breath before facing Zarathos, clearing their heads.
"E-er, very well... what is it you wish to talk about, Sir Zarathos...?"
"Formalities are unnecessary," Zarathos stated bluntly before clasping his claws together. "... Your most recent bout was sufficient... however, that is not the matter I wish to bring to light with the two of you."
That alone had Alyx and Oriel quirking their brows. Did they just receive a... roundabout compliment from the champion? He did not seem to be the type to hand them out, at leas tnot to just anyone. Did the two of them really capture this massive black Bisharp's eye that much? Regardless, after eying one another, they turned their attention to Zarathos once more, curious on what he has to say, albeit both still on edge.
"Okay, so... what is it?" asked Alyx in a quietly tense manner in his voice.
While the two of them glanced at one another, Zarathos took this upclose opportunity to examine them. Their features, their colors, noting their names... clues were clicking into one another in his head, but so were doubts. He had to needle out information from them somehow.
He finally started off by asking the following.
"Tell me, knight and mage... who are your parental units?"
Alyx and Oriel just put on conflicted looks before facing each other yet again, eyes squinting from the awkwardness of the topic.
"We uh... don't exactly know, man," admitted the pale Gallade as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"That is true, we don't... all we've gathered as far as our origins go is that we originated from the small continent that was home to Ghalidor and Selucia... but we've only been living across the sea from it with an adoptive family for nearly twenty years before coming here on our own..." Oriel pondered aloud nervously, tapping her chin as she relayed the information.
"Twenty years..." Zarathos echoed aloud as well as mentally. Now things were piecing together for sure, slowly but surely.
<<Twenty years ago... was when word of wind that the Selucian hero's children went missing, allegedly dead, when the war extended to both kingdom territories... Ralts children, that belonged to her...>>
Another visual memory bubbled in Zarathos's mind... a memory of seeing said hero during a visit to Selucia in his earlier mercenary years. She had two children with her, and given what he's standing in front of now... it was truly becoming uncanny.
"Hmph, so you do not know then," he concluded lowly before holding out a hand in a beckoning, bargaining sort of fashion.
And that was when Alyx's mind launched synapses, his mind and memory going crazy. Time stood still after hearing that familiar name... but where did he hear it from?
"... Yemir..."
"Brother...?" Oriel asked, gently nudging Alyx in an attempt to knock him from his sudden stupor. With the white Gallade coming to, his eyes returned to their normal state, stepping forward towards Zarathos.
"... I've heard of her, actually..." he admitted, "... but not on my own. That one giant hungry Gallade, Yemir... she spoke of her, said she worked for her at one point, I think."
"Hrm, so the gigant ghoul has worked under Selucia as well, alongside their hero..." pondered Zarathos as he stroked his chin, not over Yemir's involvement, but from seeing Alyx's reaction. He was the one that beared the closer resemblance to this 'Xandras,' and seeing him look so adamant, that look in his eyes as if wanting to know more, seemed to help seal the deal.
"Yeah, apparently, she even said we shared looks in a way," Alyx continued before looking frustrated. "So yeah, I've heard that name. What're you getting at here? Are you suggesting something?"
Zarathos merely turned over and began to walk away, not even answering Alyx. This caused the albino blade to step forward again, calling out to the ebony edge.
"Hey! I was asking you something! Why aren't you answering me?"
And with those names, and leaving the siblings lingering in silence, Zarathos made his exit via a dark teleport. Needless to say, Alyx and Oriel looked yearning, especially the Gallade.
"Who does he think he is, asking us questions like these and just vanishing off like that," huffed the Gallade while folding his arms, bitterness crossing his pupils. "He's holding out on us or something, I know it..."
"Zarathos chose those questions in particular... and proposed them to us... but why?" Oriel tapped her chin. "He had a fire in his eyes... as if a lust for something greater... almost as if he was reminiscing...”
“Yeah, I know what ya mean...”
“Moreover, he called us... Alyxander and Orelia... I could understand the former, but the latter? I’ve never heard that form of my name... if it is so... Why did he call us that? What is he up to...?"
"I dunno, but... ugh, he's gone for now, so it looks like I can't bug him right now," sighed the white one before addressing his sister.
"Eh, he'll always be around the league, plus he said he'll answer other questions later. Right now, let's both go and get some--"
Aaand that was when Alyx's words were cut short from the sound of a tender yet excited feminine voice called out to them.
"O-oh? Who could that be...?"
"Nnngh, I guess our little interview time's not done yet..."
(( Special flashback guest appearance by Yemir of @gregnas-the-grouch ))
Just something I felt like making after seeing everyone’s responses to Zar’s V-Day “Confession” both in terms of comments as well as several IM messages I got XD;; I know you guys were joking but I’ll take ANY opportunity to make a shitpost with Zarathos ))
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(( To kick off the new year, I figured I’d share an AU idea I had in mind: Heel!Alyx and Face!Zarathos. Yup, where Alyx is the intimidatingly large antagonist while Zarathos is the more humble and capable hero-ish fighter. Villainous white knight vs. heroic black knight whoo
I’m not all that impressed with how Zarathos turned out even if it makes the most sense for him to look the way he does, whereas with Alyx? I’m just like... damn.
Needless to say I like the heel designs of these two characters much more than their face versions, but yeah, here ya go, hope you guys like what I’ve whipped up! ))
Ailith’s mittens made it a bit difficult to entwine their fingers so she linked her arm around his. This position of the two holding close to each other had grown to be quite common when they were to meet up. Alyx had given her the task of choosing their first event so she had to think rationally on what both would enjoy doing but still leave time for other activities.
She looked around as they walked and noticed the short walls that lined the path were layered with snow. Sticking her free arm out she slid a hand along the surface, the snow pushed into her mitt. That’s when an idea came.
“Perhaps a challenge?” She released her arm and compacted the snow into a ball shape. “A fight? ‘Snow ball fight’ if I am correct.” Tossing the ball into the air and catching it again, Ailith cocked a brow awaiting his response. “Will you accept my challenge?”
(( speaking of the dudes here, have Alyx and Masou in their gear for the Winter Ball dance portion.
Alyx has no real theme, while Masou’s suit is loosely based on Kyurem, also taking heavy cues from Mikleo from Tales of Zestiria. I just wanted to avoid the usual tux since that’s what lots of people were doing already :D; ))
