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[Luxord]

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Number X: The Gambler of Fate

"Lady Luck never gives; she only lends..."


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"Yet again I'm haunted by the same kind of dream... Am I becoming insane? Because it feels so real.", Luxord said as he flipped one of his cards between his fingers, pondering on why he had such strange and seemingly real dreams? The Nobody was lying on his bed, which was already made, looking up at the ceiling and playing around with his cards as he pondered on that strange dream he had earlier. Today was his day off; he didn't have school nor did he have anything to do around his home with the chores all done and all, so with nothing the do, the slight lazy Nobody figured he could rest a little, given that his night was less then pleasant.
For quite some time, Luxord had strange and almost real dreams of people in black coats, strange worlds filled with magic and wonder, some strange kind of swords, dark creatures that resembled ants and strange grey creatures that seemed deformed or something of the kind.
"Maybe Lady Luck lost interest in me? That would be a shame."[/b], he smirked as he said it, only then to yawn loudly as he made the card in his hand disappear with a sleight of hand trick. The lazy bum didn't have anything to do other then lay in bed all day and he wished he had something to do, other then homework of course, that magically kept pilling up for some unknown and mysterious reason.

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[Xigbar]

I like a big car cause I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hit
I'd like to love you but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours

XîgßåΓ

The Freeshooter

"Have you been a good boy? Oh, it sounds like you haven't!"

Xigbar had a rough night. More dreams. More chaos inside his head. It was getting worse. And he had been seeing black cloaks around town. He knew it was bad. He could be hallucinating. After all, what he did almost every night, no one could blame him for seeing things. But this seemed real. Too real for the party goer.

He was lucky he didn't have school. He would be screwed. He hardly even went, so why did it matter? It just mattered because he didn't have to go. He strolled throughout the town and realized he was close to Luxord's house. He knew they didn't get along too well, but at least they could play cards together without arguing. And drinking. They could drink together. The teenager wandered towards his apartment and found that the door was locked. He cursed and knocked on it until some old lady wandered out. She glanced at him and then sighed. She opened the door and allowed him to pass her. She wrinkled her nose at him. He swore he showered today...maybe that was yesterday. He couldn't remember.

He wandered up to Luxord's apartment and he kicked at the door, shouting, "OPEN UP YOU BRIT!" Oh the chaos that could happen now.

I am a big car, and I'm a strip bar
Call it fake, I call it as good as it gets
Nothing in this world is for real
Except you are for me, and I am so yours

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[Luxord]

♠♥♣♦|LUXORD

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Number X: The Gambler of Fate

"Lady Luck never gives; she only lends..."


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Luxord was happily between the first stages of napping. His eyes were heavy as he looked at the white ceiling, the card now appeared out of nowhere and was being flipped ever so slightly between his knuckles, it's speed gradually decreasing as the eyelids of the nobody closed and opened a few times, only then to fully embrace slumber, his card falling from his hand and descending onto the floor.

Dark cloaks were sitting on several chair that formed a circle. In the middle of the room were the thirteen coats gathered there was a fourteenth black coat that was looking down as whispers and mutters echoed through out the room. What the present said could not be understood, the little black coat looking down as the others looked down upon it while standing on their high thrones.
The one that stood on the tallest of chairs, probably the leader, rose his hand up high and the other all silenced themselves, awaiting for something to happen. The leader then removed his hood, his face becoming visib-.

A giant uproar was heard, waking up Luxord which flailed a bit, ending up face first on the floor."BLOODY HELL! WHO IN GOD'S NAME IS THAT?!", the Nobody said as he rubbed his eyes, the question soon answered as he recognized the voice of who was calling. The annoying and loud voice of Xigbar, banging on his door and calling out for him. Luxord gritted his teeth and tightened his hands, his nails almost piercing his skin as he rose up and stomped his way to the door.
Upon reaching it, Luxord slammed it open and yelled at Xigbar, "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU WANT YOU WANKER?! STOP FREAKING SCREAMIN'! MY NEIGHBORS DON'T HAVE TO KNOW A BLOODY FREAK IS KICKING DOWN MY DOOR!". The noise was so big that the neighbors didn't even dare coming out to see what was happening.

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[Xigbar]

I like a big car cause I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hit
I'd like to love you but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours

XîgßåΓ

The Freeshooter

"Have you been a good boy? Oh, it sounds like you haven't!"

"Hey! No need to yell at me...I just wanted to visit." He gave him a sheepish grin and he shrugged. He allowed himself into the apartment without even asking Luxord, brushing past him. He smirked and sat down on his couch, relaxing, "I figured you could use my presence. After all...I brought some rum.

The insane Nobody took out two flasks from his coat and he jingled them up in the air like they were some prized possession. After all, he had gone through some trouble to get this. He placed them back in his coat and he went in Luxord's kitchen. He started to dig through the fridge, found some cheddar cheese, pulled it out, placed it on the counter, and closed the fridge. He knew he was going to piss off Luxord, but wasn't this a given? It was Xigbar after all.

He broke off a piece of cheese and began to eat it. Speaking with his mouth full, he sounded like a fork being put in a blender. "So....what are we gonna do?"

I am a big car, and I'm a strip bar
Call it fake, I call it as good as it gets
Nothing in this world is for real
Except you are for me, and I am so yours

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[Luxord]

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Number X: The Gambler of Fate

"Lady Luck never gives; she only lends..."


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As his peer said there was no need to yell and gave that sheepish grin, the gambler's eye twitch slightly as the urge to punch his head off appeared out of nowhere from the bottom of his being. He really considered slamming the door on his face, completely abandoning his gentleman ways, because lets face it, it was Xigbar, not some beautiful woman he was attempting to woe, but the minute Xigbar mentioned that magic word, Luxord reluctantly said as he gestured for him to come in and sighing, "Fine... Come in ya bloody wanker... Just make sure next time you don't act like a maniac and send me a text or something..."[/b].

When the other entered Luxord's home, the first thing he did was head straight for the kitchen and made himself at home. Luxord was an exquisite host, though he got so freaking pissed every time someone barged in and acted like some moocher with no respect for his things or the least bit of courtesy... Xigbar went straight for the cheddar and Luxord had just bought it yesterday for his delight, though it seemed that it was destined to be crammed inside Xigbar's mouth. The Nobody sighed in aggravation, his eyebrow twitching slightly as the other spoke with his mouth full, only then to reply in an aggravated tone, "Why don't you help yourself?... Bloody moocher, do you even know what manners are you neanderthal?..."[/b], he sighed heavily as he made his way to his couch, just after he grabbed two glasses that were specially designed to drink rum, placing them on the table in front of said couch. He then leaned back on the couch and on its arm, only to say as he pointed at the chair beside the couch, "Why don't you start by taking a seat and serving some of that rum? Then maybe when can play some cards or something."[/b], he then, with a sleight-of-hand trick made his deck appear on his hand and then proceeded to shuffle it as he awaited for his "friend" to take a seat and pour them a drink.

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[Xigbar]

((DX sorry! school ate my soul!))

I like a big car cause I'm a big star
I make a big rock and roll hit
I'd like to love you but my heart is a sore
I am, I am, I am so yours

XîgßåΓ

The Freeshooter

"Have you been a good boy? Oh, it sounds like you haven't!"

Xigbar stared at him, curious about why he didn't yell at him. He wanted him to yell. He liked pissing people off. Teachers. "Friends". Classmates. His parents. Anyone and everyone. He looked at Luxord and sighed, pulling out two shot glasses from his pocket. He always had them, no matter what.

He opened up the bottles of rum and he began to pour each some into the shot glasses. He finished, and relaxed, falling back into the couch. It was a nice place for Luxord. Small, but nice. After all, he was a bloody Brit so he better have good tastes. After all, didn't they all?

I am a big car, and I'm a strip bar
Call it fake, I call it as good as it gets
Nothing in this world is for real
Except you are for me, and I am so yours

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