Raked Over the Coals [Lukas/Kokuto]

Fri Sep 22, 2023 1:39 am

Lukas Ätherisch

THE CITY OF LIGHT

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Sweat hot against his skin, Lukas sprinted. The treadmill under his feet complaining, physical therapist hovering some distance away from him, monitoring a screen. Small pads lined the man's chest and arms, several sections of his skin freshly bandaged. The result of another fight the day before checkup.

Looked like it would be one with another spar after it, too.

Slowing down as the machine whirred to a stop, Lukas stepped off the treadmill, grabbing a shirt as he ripped off the sensors. "So what's it say?"

The PT glanced up at the quincy, shaking her head before walking away.

"Yeah, sure, okay." he spat behind her back, swinging the shirt on before leaving the clinic. Swinging the door open, Lukas pulled out his newly issued phone; unblemished. Man, that feels good.

Pulling up a list of phone numbers he scrolled for some time, before pressing down. Fifth day in a row, simple process: Call, Challenge, Fight. Sometimes there were a few extra steps, but, so far? Like a charm.

The phone rang for some time.

"Hey, yeah, Kokuto, I need to spar with you. Name's Lukas, we fought together a couple times."

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193 words | | time to wrassle

Coding Altered From: [The Frost]

Sat Sep 30, 2023 5:18 am

Raked Over the Coals [Lukas/Kokuto] EZID0uM

KOKUTO | DEVIL OF POWER

Getting a call from Lukas of all people was the last thing he had been expecting that day. At first, he thought to let it ring and listen to the voicemail, if he left one. It'd give him more time to think, at least. From what he had heard and looked into relating to this guy, despite fighting alongside him, he had his apprehension.

Fuck it. Can't hurt to see what he wants. Maybe what I want can align with it.

He picked up the phone. A spar? Sure, he wasn't really doing anything else today. Plus, he was someone he could approach about something that had been on his mind for a bit. He confirmed it, the two set a location and time. Kokuto showed up a bit early, taking some time for a smoke outside, before heading in.

"Yo. Need somethin' from you too, but it's more of a question than anythin' else."

His eyes slowly went to the Leiden Hant around his arm. Even though his sense of the item was dull, as if it were suppressed or muffled, even his Reikaku could feel the inklings and hints of power from it.

"D'ya think it's possible for me to learn how to manipulate Reishi like you guys? Maybe even become a Quincy? Dunno how feasible it'd be, since I'm technically dead, and a Demon, but...I still figured it'd be best to ask."

He wanted to leave this cursed, devilish body behind. It never really belonged to him in the first place, after all.

END POST | DESIRING ACCEPTANCE

Wed Oct 11, 2023 11:27 pm

Lukas Ätherisch

THE CITY OF LIGHT

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Ending the call with a press to the screen, Lukas pocketed the phone before dissapearing into the stadt. Arriving at the training hall, he'd check the time, tossing the phone downwards before working with weights. Pushed against the far wall, he'd start to sweat again before the door pushed open.

Lukas' eyes snapped to Kokuto as he entered through the door, the glass frame swinging back closed as the quincy shifted out from underneath his press to hunch forward, hands joined across his knees. The daggers of his eyes sharp, pointed solely in the demon's direction. If looks could kill.

"Ask what you want." he replied flatly, taking a moment to stand, stretching his arms behind his back. As the ligaments popped audibly, Lukas half-cocked a smile, before it dissapeared as he met Kokuto's gaze.

"Far as I know, anyone can be a quincy, if you're capable, and willing to learn. Can't say I'm the one to tell you how, but I got one piece of advice, at least." Left arm raising, Ahnengeist materialized, pointing towards Kokuto. "If you're already dead, don't be afraid to die."

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186 words | | like converting a box car into a ferrari

Coding Altered From: [The Frost]

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