The dreamers part. |
{ OC RP account } Under construction Lucas/18/human |
the world.
Lucas lives in a distant future where the world is in ruins and life is hard for so many. War has destroyed what major cities were once there and killed more the half the human population. The city Lucas lives in was once Tokyo now just a huge domain covered by sectors were the air is thick and polluted, the rain which falls often burns and water is sold at a high price to those who can not afford it. This is the world Lucas knows, he has never been beyond the city, no one ever talks about what the world is now, just what it once was and in the ruble,the floods and famine a reckless goverment has tried to get live normal, got shops to open, got children to go to school but still favor those of army life giving them the good houses, the food and the money others need as they fight over turf, kill for fun and jut try to get by. The broken world.
The Boy.
Lucas was adopted. He was found just outside of Tokyo by a patrol squad, he was restrained and taken to the orphanage. He was wild, knew no kindness and was found with two odd scars on his back, he was taken by the father who found it hard to keep him calm before a girl names Naomi came to him and from the point on he was calmer and became civil. He was adopted by his teens taken from the small home and taken to a rich one, his adopted father in the army, did well in the army and Lucas never needed to ask for anything again or fight the children for a toy no longer. He hated this life. Adopted fro show to parents who said words of love but never showed, his father often away, mother playing with lovers by Hi teenager years he was in the streets with a gang, Section 16 was his and anyone who tried to take it regretted it. He stayed friends with Naomi who was never adopted her life between school and the orphanage and his best friend Kyo tried to keep him in line, another Orphan who seemed perfect but never wanted, strong with good grades and to Lucas a good moral person to have. Little does this teen know, along with his one night stands and fighting the two closest to him are keeping a secret.
The Prince.
Lucas was parent les and lost for a reason. The same reason Kyo and Naomi were, the reason they all have scars on their backs. there bodies of human stature hold soul of the war victims from another realm. Kyo a traitorous half breed of angel and demon blood sentenced to watch over Lucas, Naomi Kyo’s twin sister with little love for her brother trying to keep Lucas on a good path, there two know who and what they are, what they were and know what Lucas is. Inside deep in his soul lies the Prince, Lucifer’s son asleep and yet to wake. Lucas shows signs of waking, the nightmares, the pain in his back and as Naomi tire to comfort him, Kyo just watches.
This is a life hey are all bound by, living in wasteland, waiting for a chance to go home and Kyo always hoping another does not appear and take Lucas’s heart again.
(via circus-smile)
{ Lucas and the Prince entering construction }
He waited for him to come back in standing up “I’m eighteen ” he said, two years was nothing to him, he had a girl like a sister to him the same age. “forgive me but you have any food? anything small will do..” he was embarrassed asking.
♗ // Upon hearing the request for food, the boy nodded his head. “There’s a box under the desk. There’s sun-dried meat in there. It was salted to keep it preserved so I apologize if it tastes funny.” The place was full of animals if one looked carefully and while the boy felt guilty about killing these creatures to make food - it was the basic need to survive.
He nodded going to the desk to get the dried meat, he cared not what it would taste like he needed something inside, taking it out he sat down and without much grace ate it, he was starved and had little shame in his small moment.
♗ // After watering the plants, the angel quickly gave them a blessing to provoke healthy growing and to keep the insects from doing damage to them and the fruit they would soon bare him. Oranges that were ripe were quickly plucked before he headed back in through the hall. He noticed the other and how he ate - not minding and figuring that the poor male was starving.
He was not paying much attention to the other as he finished brushing his lips slightly. “forgive me, I…” he didn’t even know what to say not in this place, he had been tended to,fed all that was really left for him was more sleep which he did not wish for.
(via trionfale)
He waited for him to come back in standing up “I’m eighteen ” he said, two years was nothing to him, he had a girl like a sister to him the same age. “forgive me but you have any food? anything small will do..” he was embarrassed asking.
♗ // Upon hearing the request for food, the boy nodded his head. “There’s a box under the desk. There’s sun-dried meat in there. It was salted to keep it preserved so I apologize if it tastes funny.” The place was full of animals if one looked carefully and while the boy felt guilty about killing these creatures to make food - it was the basic need to survive.
He nodded going to the desk to get the dried meat, he cared not what it would taste like he needed something inside, taking it out he sat down and without much grace ate it, he was starved and had little shame in his small moment.
(via trionfale)
“Sharing a bed with my best friend used to keep them away, but its a bit odd to do at my age so I just live with what sleep I get” He wished he had an answer for all the odd things in his life hearing the defeated sigh from the other.
♗ // Upon hearing such, he shook his head and smiled, “Laying with someone you care about, it doesn’t matter what age you are.” He remarked softly, “Even if you’re twenty-seven.” He added as he sat himself down on the edge of the bed.
“Me and her…it’s best for her not to have any more reason to be hated,plus the Orphanage is not my home anymore so I can not stay with her” when he other saud his age he did look at him curiously ”how old are you?”
♗ // “I’m Sixteen,” Andrew answered as he lay back on the bed and looked over to the male. The Orphanage huh? So no parents.. the angel frowned a bit but then attempted a warmer smile.
” Not to much younger then me” he nodded hands on his hips as he faced the other his stomach making a sound he could not hide and he sighed slightly wishing he was not in this ten debt now.
♗ // “How old are you?” He questioned softly as he went to fetch some more water to water the plants he was attempting to grow outdoors. A bit of life in this devastated wasteland wouldn’t hurt, right? “Seventeen? Nineteen?” He guessed from outside - taking a step back to peek his head back in.
He waited for him to come back in standing up “I’m eighteen ” he said, two years was nothing to him, he had a girl like a sister to him the same age. “forgive me but you have any food? anything small will do..” he was embarrassed asking.
(via trionfale)
Lucas draws what he see’s in his dreams often but recently all of his drawings are of Eros, his face, his body, sometimes just his hands just to keep the memory alive.
//I just like their fights, ok?. Nothing I can do about it.
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