White Masquerade
QuirkyAngel's Red Oni
Lucem's Apartment # 311
Lucem Tenebris + White Masquerade + Goons
"Ey' Lucem. You want us to go after em'? I mean we already took a few down for what they did to Jenny -- got em real good', but you sure you wanna do more? Me n' Ricky ready to pop off at a moment's notice -- right outside dude's house now. If we do this, I don' think we can keep it from the po-lice. I don't think we can't get back from this one Luce. Whatchu say?"
Pressing his hand to his chin, Tenebris carefully eyed the pots that lined his stove. In one pot steamed rice. In another, bright dots of golden corn. In a third still, a bevy of delicate swirls spouting from the center of a sweet-red, simmering sauce. What a mess things were turning into. Not even into the fourth week of the new year and things were already going sideways. Still. There was a lesson that had to be taught, no needed to be, and he would be the one to teach it...whatever the cost.
"Alr-"
Ding. Dong.
Turning from the phone laid down onto the counter, Lucem squinted and stared out the kitchen door, not sure if what he heard was real.
Ding. Dong.
Ding. Dong. Ding. Dong.
Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong!
Wha...
No was supposed to be here...let alone visiting. What was this? He didn't receive any messages. He always checked his calendar -- not even twice, but three times to ensure nothing out of the ordinary ever changed his schedule. This was strange. This was so very strange.
"Who is it?" He called. Turning down the level of burners on his stove. Reaching for the third drawer underneath the base of his toaster, Lucem stopped upon hearing a familiar old voice wafting through the walls of his home.
"It's White. Quirk told me to stop bothering her and find something else to do. Heh. Well? Guess what? I found something, and that's talking to you~".
No way.
"Nobody's home."
"Tsk. You asked who it was. I know you're home! Come on out here and open up. I look like a weirdo talking to you through the door. I bought you something too. Something we can share. So stop being so Lucem and let me in. I walked all the way over heeeeeeeere! Really. I don't understand it. Lucem you're always so - "
Creak.
And creaking open just a little, the door to his apartment opened, with only one of his eyes visible through the narrow crack.
"You didn't text. Or call. You came unexpected."
"Huh? Sometimes I forget. Spur of the moment thing. Why do I have to text or call to see you anyway? We're friends right? How long have you known me? You act like I'm going to assassinate you or something. Come oooon. Open. People are starting to come out."
And looking at the floor with face getting hot, White was relieved to see the door fully swing open with Lucem steadily staring back.
Not the kitchen. White. Anywhere but there. Don't you even think about going to the kitchen.
"So. What's up?"
Lifting up a small bag in her hand, White pulled out the box inside, revealing the contents through its clear plastic lid.
"Icecream cheesecake," she answered with a grin. "You're gonna love this. Where's your refrigerator? It's starting to melt a little."
"White - "
"Ahah. Just kidding. I knew where it is. Whatcha making by the way? I smell rice...and corn. And hmm. Something else good. We can eat that and then share the cake afterward? Sound good? It may not seem it, but I always enjoy talking with you Lucem. Don't think I'm joking. I mean, out of everyone I know, you have to be the most sane, bahaha!"
Walking through the home, White didn't notice Lucem's slowing gait as she got closer to and eventually into the threshold of the kitchen.
"Hm, I knew it. So you are making some good food. That's a good skill you know that right?"
"You can just set the cake down on the counter. The fridge isn't working so it won't help at all."
"Not working? Heh. Well you might have a special talent of knowing your way around the kitchen Tenebris, but I'm pretty handy when I put my mind to most things Luce. Don't let how I look and act fool you. That's when you go down! Now. What's wrong with it? Light open? Light off? See air, but not cold? Maybe it really has to do with your freezer? Are you blocking the vents? Are they frozen over?"
"I-I checked all that. But you don't need to stress yourself or worry over it. I can handle myself and my things just fine. The repairman is coming tomorrow. Let's just eat this cake now before it melts. I'd like to sit down and talk with you too White. We can catch up. How's QuirkyAngel and Kiyoko Tomoe? Doing well I hope."
Face growing emotionless, White simply eyed Lucem, crossing her arms and biting her tongue.
"Before I leave. We're going to fix this fridge or at least know what's wrong with it. Believe it."
And reaching for the handle,
"Noooooooo, you don't want to do that!"
White pulled open the panels to reveal columns of severed heads lining the rows that stretched from its top to its bottom.
"Lucem...w-what is...this?"
"Heads, White."
"Obviously! I'm asking...why do you have heads in your refrigerator!??"
"It's a project. For school."
"S-school?? Are you kidding me!?? On what planet!??"
"The planet Morellia."
"..."
Slowly pushing shut the door, White swallowed and closed both her eyes.
"Lucem. Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, White. I'm an open person. I'll answer anything you'd like."
"Who are you? Like. Really. Who are you? Ever since I met you, you've had this real strange aura. This real strange vibe. It even makes me wary. Lucem. Just what is it that makes my breath slow down when you're around?"
"Ey' Boss!" Yelled a voice from the telephone set on speakerphone, open, on the counter-top. "You there?? Should we go ahead and whack him or not? Me and Ricky are itching the pull the trigger."
Eyes widening,
"Hey, hey...Lucem. What was...don't tell me...y-you don't happen to be - "
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh....hmph. So you've found out my secret White. It'd have been better if you didn't know at all. How troubling this could really make things." Running a hand through his hair, Lucem sighed, returning to the pots to finish making his meal on the heated stove.
"So what if I am, White?" The boy asked, turning around slightly to face her.
"What are you going to do about it?"
@Lucem Tenebris
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