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LIEBESLEID || BIWEEKLY TASK [10/22]
« on: November 08, 2019, 08:59:44 AM »
      Nothing would qualm the nerves, yet Lucerne kept his feelings to himself as he strode into the Casino with self-assurance, gaze refusing to meet anybody else's as he passed. Gently, he lowered a case onto a table, unzipping it and then revealing a scratched but otherwise usable violin. Ever since he offered to perform music in the Casino, it was perhaps a surprise to hear music from Lucerne's home, practicing for until he felt confident enough to perform.

And, honestly, Lucerne felt youthful and almost happy again, even if the feeling was fleeting.

He'd not played the violin in a long time, instead too troubled with his very own problems to pursue one of his greatest passions. Brimming with the eagerness of a fifth grader who was just about to perform at a recital, Lucerne straightened with the utmost professionalism, saying nothing before he stepped up onto the small stage.

And finally, he looked out across the seemingly uninterested people of the Casino, and he froze. He wasn't sure what people's reaction would be. Perhaps people would be mocking and jeer at him. Maybe they'd appreciate his talents in all things but anything useful to the Badlands.

Probably the former, but hopefully the latter. Besides, Lucerne was too overcome by this innate desire to impress everybody as he raised the instrument beneath his chin, taking a deep breath before beginning to play his steady sonata.

// omg he is such a nerd bYE

Spoiler: tags :: updated 11/08 • show
basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    ¬ current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    ¬ has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ owns a dog named faline
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    ¬ sees him as his person
    ¬ doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    ¬ loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
storage // playlist // pinterest
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
TW. he is a recovering drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine

BABY, TELL ME IF I'M BEING STRANGE
*:・゚✦ AND IF I NEED TO REARRANGE MY PARTICLES, I WILL FOR YOU

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Re: LIEBESLEID || BIWEEKLY TASK [10/22]
« Reply #1 on: November 08, 2019, 10:49:36 PM »

addy had never been quite gifted. really, all that he had been gifted with in his entire life seemed to be shitty luck and terrible misfortune- and that was just about it for the redhead. he didn’t really possess that many talents at all, let alone something that could make him stand out from others, something other people could admire him for.

however, lucerne seemed to be talented enough for the both of them. that was what it looked like, at least, as the gentle sound of a violin caught his attention. his eyes wandered towards the other side of the casino, towards the figure who stood on the rather unused stage. lucerne was performing a song in front of a crowd of people and, honestly, addy was surprised to say the least.

it wasn’t even because his friend was playing a violin so well - really, lucerne seemed so good at everything that he could’ve fuckin’ guessed he could play violin - but because he was playing in front of people. it wasn’t something he figured the introvert would do. really… it was kind of.. sweet?

oh, fuck. addy hated mushy thoughts like that.

he walked towards the stage with his arms crossed in front of his chest, listening attentively. it wasn’t until the song stopped that he glanced around towards others, as if daring them to bag on lucerne like they always fucking did (that was his thing, fuck them) before he decided to speak. “we get it, you’re good at everything. fucking... mozart.” the remark, while from anyone else, might’ve seemed a bit sour — only lucerne could see the sparkle in the redhead’s gaze. the goddamn fondness. a rare compliment from the redhead.

fuck, when did he become so soft?

« Last Edit: November 14, 2019, 10:26:13 AM by ADDY. »
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Re: LIEBESLEID || BIWEEKLY TASK [10/22]
« Reply #2 on: November 13, 2019, 05:32:25 AM »
      Lucerne was talented in the world of academics and art. With a philosopher's mind, practical and logical, the knowledge of medicine and science came to him easily. He was proficient in his speech and eloquent in many ways, and his niche hobbies such as beekeeping, violin, piano and gardening were good at keeping his ever-ticking mind sane. Perhaps in many ways he was full of sheer talent, but none of it was even relevant nowadays.

Was playing the violin truly on par with the skill of self-defense? Was beekeeping as valuable to him as the fighting skills he simply did not possess? He was painfully passive - the concept of harming others didn't sit well with him, even whilst a lot of the time it was necessary for survival. He could've learned how to hunt, or to fire a gun, or even how to start a fire...

Instead, he was playing a violin like the court jester.

Pleased with himself, Lucerne held bow and instrument in each hand as he finished his piece, ending the performance with a very professional and rigid bow. Despite his aloofness, Lucerne actually silently desired the approval of the others. He knew that he was unlike many of the Badlanders - in fact, in many ways he was useless to them - but as cold eyes shifted across the people in the casino, Lucerne wordlessly hoped that maybe they'd respond favorably towards his performance.

Addy was the first to comment, words nearly snarling as he likened Lucerne to Mozart. To many, perhaps it sounded somewhat harsh, but Lucerne locked his gaze with Addy's, noticing that look in his eyes whenever he made those comments. Despite the heaviness of his words, Lucerne knew from experience around Addy that it was nothing short of a compliment. The corner of his lip twitched, wanting to smile but instead looking somewhat smug with himself as he shrugged his shoulders.

❝ It would have sounded far better with a piano accompaniment. ❞ He remarked heedlessly, eyes unable to break away from his best friend intently - seeking approval - before pointing out, maybe somewhat arrogantly but mostly in some attempt to carry on Addy's compliment for longer, ❝ I can play that particular song on the piano, too. ❞

Spoiler: tags :: updated 11/08 • show
basics.
⫸ wilhelm lucerne nouvel // no known nicknames
⫸ goes by his middle name, lucerne
⫸ male // he/him
⫸ thirty three // ages real time // born fourteenth february
⫸ medic for the badlands // formerly a loner
⫸ joined BL - twenty first february

appearance.
faceclaim - benedict cumberbatch
voice claim - benedict cumberbatch
⫸ speaks with a received pronunciation british accent
⫸ 6'2ft // tall and lithe // very little muscle mass
⫸ cold, china blue eyes and disheveled, dark brunet hair
⫸ physical health - 100%
    ¬ current injuries: none as of now
⫸ mental health - 70%
    ¬ has been showing signs of major depressive disorder

personality.
⫸ enigmatic and difficult to understand
⫸ astute and intellectual // generally very logical in his way of thinking
⫸ self-absorbed and overly prideful // massive god complex
⫸ lack of empathy and often insincere // evident sociopathic tendencies
⫸ assertive, blunt and arrogant // strong, unwavering opinions
⫸ analytical and perceptive // often good at figuring things out at breakneck speed
⫸ overly motivated and stubborn // it's often his way or the highway
⫸ chronic boredom, often acts out childishly based on this
⫸ fastidious and a known perfectionist
⫸ unpredictable and notably unhinged // makes it difficult to get on with him
⫸ a total narcissist in many ways
⫸ aloof and incredibly socially awkward // very antisocial in general
⫸ a complete drama queen // incredibly theatrical and melodramatic
⫸ breathes sarcasm // snide and often witty with his quips
⫸ silently a very sensitive and introverted soul // worries about what others think
⫸ self-conscious towards how people react towards him // this makes him withdrawn

relationships.
⫸ wilhelm nouvel x annette nouvel // one older brother [deceased]
⫸ aromantic asexual // not interested in any romance
⫸ owns a dog named faline
⫸ has taken a liking towards addy douglas
    ¬ sees him as his person
    ¬ doesn't view their relationship as romantic
    ¬ loyalty lies with him entirely

interaction.
storage // playlist // pinterest
⫸ physically: medium // mentally: hard
⫸ owns a pistol but finds the idea of injuring somebody very difficult
⫸ dislikes getting into physical fights as he's not very good at fighting
⫸ would much rather die than kill somebody else
TW. he is a recovering drug addict // cocaine, heroin and opioids such as morphine

BABY, TELL ME IF I'M BEING STRANGE
*:・゚✦ AND IF I NEED TO REARRANGE MY PARTICLES, I WILL FOR YOU

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Re: LIEBESLEID || BIWEEKLY TASK [10/22]
« Reply #3 on: November 14, 2019, 10:30:10 AM »

addy didn’t have any of the same talents as lucerne. lucerne could speak so proficiently and eloquently; if addy ever was around the people lucerne grew up with, he was sure they’d probably faint at his word usage. he didn’t have the patience to sit and learn how to beekeep, or play instruments… none of that even interested the redhead, either. lucerne’s talents were seemingly limitless.

meanwhile, addy had nothing. sure, fighting and combat skills had to fit along those lines.. but it wasn’t like those were things that made him happy. they were simply things that helped him survive. lucerne could show him one of his talents, and all the redhead truly had to show back was his knack for drinking. it fucking sucked.

though lucerne seeming pleased with himself made it worth it. almost. the way his lips twitched before he carried on about his other talents.. addy rolled his eyes. “jesus. now you’re just bragging,” he remarked, searching lucerne’s gaze, then. he didn’t have much else left to say - he didn’t know how to make someone feel fucking proud of themselves - but god how badly he wanted lucerne to keep his gaze on him…

he held his gaze for a moment longer before he looked away, shaking his head. now was the moment he should’ve shattered whatever confidence lucerne had- like he usually did. it was his fucking thing nowadays it seemed. though perhaps there was the smallest, tiniest part of his mind that couldn’t get that look lucerne gave him out of his head… he cleared his throat and looked back up towards the stage. “well? you came all this way to play one song? play another one.”

— in one hand i hold a picture of you
in the other i hold the pieces of my heart