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She let herself be pushed to the door and, if the situation wasn't so upsetting, she would have enjoyed to have him towering over her smaller frame like that. Her eyes didn 't left his gaze, and for a moment, she drowned in it, admiring every emotion passing over. Did she hated life in itself ? No . What she dreaded was a life without him, returning to being an empty shell carrying on with her existance by automatic reflex, because Asra expected that from her. Julian had brought her back to life and she wouldn't let him be killed by those blood-thirsty vultures. No matter the price to keep him alive and well, the apprentice would pay it. As  his hand found her neck, squeezing lightly, she pushed herself against it a lot more frankly to prove the point of her next words.

« A life without you isn't worth living. If I can't save you from your fate then I'll hang by your side. I love you Julian and I'm not scared of it nor am I scared to die. If this is our future then so be it ! But we're going to face it together. »

Unable to resist longer, one of her hands sneaked its way to the back of his neck, caressing his skin, and she joined their lips in a desperate kiss, attempting to pass all of her feelings through it.

♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room. Lysandre was furious. Once again this tall idiot was pushing her away for some nonsense and she was starting to become desperate. Why was he always walking away from love and care?! Couldn't he see how precious he was? The young woman slammed the door shut with a powerful blow, looking at him straight in the eyes, her own reflecting both hurt and exasperation."I won't let you walk away from me without clear and valid arguments Julian!"

He physically jumped when the door was slammed, staring at her for a brief moment before his gaze wandered off. Without a clear way out of the situation, Julian was seriously considering jumping out the window instead of having to face Lysandre’s wrath and his own problems, it was obvious from the way his eye was fixated on the shimmer of hope on the opposite wall. With a sigh, he brought a hand to his hair and brushed it out of his face while scratching his head, completely at a loss. His shoulders dropped with a deep sigh and so did his intent to leave.

“I can’t…keep anything from you, can I? You’re going to get yourself into a lot of trouble one day because of your attitude.”

The tone of his voice might have been harsh, but his expression was dumbfounded as to why someone would go to this sort of lengths for him of all people. His eye now fixed on her own, he closed the distance between them and pushed her back against the door, his elbow resting near her frame as he was leaning in, hovering above her with furrowed brows and a confused look in response to her hurt gaze.

“Do you hate your life that much? I told you…time and time again. I don’t want you to get into trouble for me. If you’re so much as seen with me, your neck will be on the gallows as well.”

At the mention of the gallows, his free hand wandered off to her neck and gave it a gentle squeeze to serve as warning. Although his words were meant to be pushing her away, he was the one leaning in, close enough for their lips to touch but not quite, just enough for his hot nervous breath to bounce back against his skin from her own.

Immediately relaxed by their attitude, the young woman chuckled too. Definitely, a little bit of company wouldn't hurt after the long day she'd had. It was even refreshing. Having someone near would probably refrain her mind from wandering into gloomy territories. -" Well, I'll accept your invitation without any remorse then." She sat beside them, keeping a respectable distance between them. After all, personnal space was something important and comfortable for most of people. She waited a bit before adding : -" By the way, I'm Lysandre. Nice to meet you." The smile she directed at them was somewhat tired but genuine.

Let's find your muse : ⭐️- Stargazing.

Lyntel sighs, having escaped their business for the day to sneak into one of the gardens of Vesuvia for the night. They watched the stars, enjoying the flask of drink they had brought. They didn’t even turn when they heard footsteps come up from behind them, hoping it was just someone else here to enjoy the stars.

Disdain

Venia ad vitam aeternam

Alistair Millenis D’Haucourt

My apprentice's flirty big brother who would be ready to set the world aflame to protect her. ♦️ Favourite food : Duck breast fillet ♦️ Favourite drink : Cognac ♦️ Favourite flower : Honeysuckle

AKA:

Mister Midnight (by his sister) Raven Sire D’Haucourt

Relatives:

Lysandre Samaël D’Haucourt (sister) Pierre Balthazar D’Haucourt (father) Anne - Marie D’Haucourt (Mother)

Love interest: 

No one at the moment, however he flirts a lot (With Julian to tease his sister, with Asra in hope of getting closer to him and avenge for taking his sister away). He’s rather close with sweet Portia.

His tarot card: VIII Strength

Positive :

♦️ He's very determined in what he does. when he decided to protect his sister, he dedicated his life to her. He would not be able to break this vow.

♦️ He's ready to fight to conquer any obstacle on his way. Even when it was becoming tough, he still continued to search for Lysander Samael and he finally found her.

♦️ Seduction is one of his skills and he does not hesitate to use it to obtain information and favors. However, he stays focused on his goals and refuses to let his mind wander too far.

Negative:

♦️ He proved himself to be a very violent opponent once he’s pissed. He knows how to fight and is not afraid to spar.

♦️ Being born and raised as a noble, he is prideful and can sometimes hurt people by being too stubborn/ harsh. Of course, it is also excruciatingly hard for him to apologise. Other times, he’s the one hurting because he refuses to talk about the problems eating him alive.

♦️ When someone important to him is in any sort of trouble, he has a strong tendency to throw himself in the brawl regardless of the risks. This Hot-blooded big boy has a heart of gold for the ones he loves. Careful if he doesn’t like you though...

Birthday:

August, 2nd

Zodiac sign:

Leo

Personnality:

ESFJ

Physical description:

Gender: Male Height: 6′2 (190 cm) Hair colour: Ink black Eye colour: Grayish blue History:

History

Early Life: Alistair was born as the heir of a noble family : The D’Haucourt. He received a strict education and many privilegies from his father whom he admired greatly. He grew up loving his family who pampered him. However, everything changed when his sister was born. At the age of 7, he was smart enough to realize how unfair everybody was being towards Lysandre Samaël and as years passed, he ended up despising his father. He decided to defend her himself against their family's accusations and disdain, dedicating his life to her. Alistair took  upon himself to make his sister happy in spite of the toughness she was facing everyday. At 22, when he discovered she had left with Asra the magician, he had a mental breakdown and became violent towards everybody. Unable to continue without knowing where she was, he decided to search for her an definitely abandonned his family. His travels: He doesn’t say much about how he traveled all the way to Vesuvia. But the people he encountered outside of his ‘‘golden cage’‘ taught him a lot of things about life. Vesuvia: When he arrived in Vesuvia, he was tired and a bit lost but his easy-going nature helped him a lot. He easily found both his sister and the magician and started to make plans to get rid of him. However, his reunion with Lysandre Samaël after a whole year slowed his vengeance down. But then the red plague arrived... After the Red Plague: As his sister, his memories have been altered but he kept most of them. Sometimes, he realizes he misses some informations but nothing as critical as Lysandre Samaël. He still feels a strong hate towards Asra and still wished to hurt him. Oc by me Official Background is from the arcana game (not mine!)

Lys, I hope you're recovering well. I dropped by to remind you that you're an amazing girl and that I loved you very much!!! Even if people don't see their luck, I certainly see mine! Thank you for motivating me every day! I hope to see you soon with a huge smile on your face! ♥♥♥XOXO ♥♥♥

Oh thank you Sweetie! What an adorable message! Things are okay here and I'll go back home soon. Let's keep each other updated to see when we can meet :) Thank you for your kindness Dear! xoxo ~-Lys

The young woman, though startled, immediately put her hands on his arms to make sure he was steady.

" No apologies needed. I must admit I wasn't paying much attention either." 

An embarrassed chuckle left her lips as she shot him a reassuring glance. Only then did she truly realize how tall he was compared to her, a blush crawling up her face at the sight of his smile.

 "Are you alright Sir? You seemed a bit... " For a moment Lysandre searched for an appropriated word, not wanting to offend him. "disorientated."

Behind her, Alistair was glaring at the two of them, silently fuming and ready to throw himself at Julian if he attempted anything funny. From the look of it he was completely drunk and could be a dangerous person. If he had started the day in a joyful mood, it hadn't lasted long... If it weren't for hister, he would have dragged her from this stupid encounter without even bothering with a random drunkard. However he knew better than act harshly in front of Lysandre as she wouldn't hesitate to scold him if she deemed it necessary. So he waited, retaining a cutting remark on the tip of his tongue.

🌷.The d'Haucourt siblings were walking in the hidden streets of Vesuvia, chatting while avoiding most of people. Since they had reunited, strolling had become a habit for the two of them. Lysandre was happy to share a good moment with her brother while Alistair enjoyed the idea of taking her away from Asra and his damned shop. Everything seemed perfect until she started to talk about the magician. Alistair was growing more bitter with every passing minute, not even looking where he was going.

Julian was just coming out of a tavern, drinking away his latest sorrows when he walked right int Lysandre. “Mff…” he gave a muffled and drunken grunt. It took him a moment to figure out he bumped into a lady. His face flushed with embarrassment. “My apologies miss, I wasn’t paying attention…” He gave a small smile and looked to see if she had dropped anything. 

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