#luxarcum

“Just a little. Or you could tell me how to do it. I could put all of the effort into it.” There was a small sheepish smile on his face. All he wanted to do was help Ardyn in whatever way he could.

@luxarcum:

It would never be Lux’s favorite subject, death, but, in the intimacy of their quiet little room where he felt safe and warm, he would talk about anything with Safay. “What would you like to know about it?” he asked as calloused fingers swept silver strands from his face. 

Regardless of feeling completely at ease, gazing up into blue eyes without fear, there was so much suddenly.  So many questions, each one feeling vast and unknowable; as did the answers.  All laid out in front of him, in one way or another, and yet equally untouchable.  Even with Lux.

Where would he even begin?  The grander questions?  Did everyone find their peace in death? Did judgement truly happen?  Was the world worth saving?

Fromhere!

Luxarcum: That causes him to color similarly. Delicate-looking people come from Tenebrae. "I hail from Lucis."

“I’ve been fine! Bahamut hasn’t called me back in some time, but that doesn’t really surprise me.” The messenger grinned as he laced his fingers behind his head and teetered back on his heels. “Have you been busy?”

 “That’s my elder brother for you. Always abandoning people when they call.” Ifrit rolled his eyes. He knew too well such matters. 

“I searched through dozens of them to find the perfect one,” he admitted with a grin.

Somnus stared down at the flower again, blinking owlishly. He went out of the way for him? Uh...? Hm. Hm... Sweet but he was still really confused. 

Send ✏ and I will draw your muse to the best of my abilities!

Send ✂ and I will draw my muse instead!

          Apollo blinks, tilting his head carefully in order to consider Lux without pulling away. It’s like looking into a miniaturized mirror, “.....oh. um...”