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Lucien looked at her as she spoke about the tea. "Wow, that does sound pretty good." He thought out loud, almost willing to change his original coffee order for said tea, but bitter-like caffeine was what he was after. "Do you normally come here often?" A question he easily realized could've been taken as a pickup line, "Just because you seem to have good recommendations." He tried to save himself from total embarrassment. || @seccndchances

"if you like black tea, it's delicious." Elain stated with a soft nervous smile. "It's similar to basic chai but with a mixture of cinnamon, cardamom, ginger, cloves, and black pepper. I like to use honey instead of sugar in mine, it changes the flavor palette for the better but that is just my humble opinion."

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Lucien looked over at the girl who spoke to him. Though, he did not recognize her, there was a sort of familiarity to her face. The more he tried to think about it, where he knew her from, the more foggy it got in his brain. He assumed it was the normalcy of life that kept it unknown. Maybe they take the same route somewhere and only pass in the streets. "Banana bread with streusel topping? That sounds absolutely delicious." He easily knew what banana bread was, but he fell short on the tea part. "I've never had masala tea, is it good?" || @seccndchances

Elain recognized the other before his voice even reached her ears, she instinctively took one step back. Her eyes glancing at the other up and down before letting out a soft sigh at the sheer lack of recognition in the others face. She dropped his gaze quickly, pushing her hair behind her ears as she stepped forward. "My favorite currently is the banana bread with streusel topping." She motioned to it in the case. "It goes well with a nice masala tea, but I think it would also go well with any coffee order you might have." Elain couldn't keep her eyes on the other for long, she was trying to process yet another person from back home not remembering anything.

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open starter for: @ivycovestarters

location: local coffee shop

Every once in awhile, Lucien liked to treat himself to a coffee from the local shop. More importantly, he liked to grab a sweet pastry to go with it. The coffees were more so an excuse to get out and grab whichever new pastry they had that morning. His current favorite had to be the lemon custard tart with a blueberry glaze on top.

"Oh, you can go ahead of me. I'm still trying to figure out what I want." He shuffled out of the way, closer to the windows, so the person next to him could go by if they wanted. "What do you normally get?"

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Lucien had found himself lost in a book. It was surprising, even for him, simply because he was never really the one to read if it wasn't asked of him to do. Sure, he read all the time in school and when he needed it for certain tasks. But reading as a hobby? He easily tried to fill up his time with something more worthwhile.

But his reading was cut short at the sound of talking near him. His ears picked it up before his eyes did, so when he looked over at the sound, it was just a girl looking at the feather falling to the ground. "Well... It moved to the ground." || @envicd

she sits with a lone feather in her palm, staring down far too intently, brows furrowing in frustration. the disappearance of her magic, something she seemingly forgot she had for all these years, continued to torment her to great lengths. levitating a feather was the simplest task, something she could do before with great ease -- but now it remained still. " just move already-- " she fails to catch herself in time, eyes darting around in panic as she drops the feather completely, hands retreating to hide inside the sleeves of her jumper. of course she would become so lost in her own thoughts she would forget entirely that she was in public. " fantastic, how humiliating." she mumbles to herself.

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Lucien didn't notice the sign as he walked into the diner. Then again, maybe there wasn't a sign, and he just came in at clearly the wrong time considering the chairs all had been put up on the tables. "Oh crap. I didn't realize the time." He paused to look at her for a moment, slight concern at her current posture of her head against one of the last few tables to put up. "You, uh, alright there?" || @inheritedcreatures

where: uma's diner!

tags: @ivycovestarters

sliding into a booth with a huff, uma ran her hands over her face, stifling a groan into her hands. she'd just gotten everything cleaned, but her feet ached and she didn't feel like walking all the way home right at this moment. the woman dropped her head onto the table with a slight bang noise, ignoring the sound the bell above the door. " we're closed, sorry, go away. "

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                                                                all i ever                                                              w a n t e d                                                         was for you to say                                                               you were                                                            proud of me

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Michael Evans Behling demonstrates how to throw a spiral (May 2023)

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MEET LUCIEN.

woah! was that LUCIEN VANSERRA walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES. they’re 430 and live in CORDOVA GROVE but watch out because they can be ENIGMATIC + SARDONIC but are actually LOYAL + HUMOROUS. despite them NOT HAVING memories, you’ll always think of THE SMELL OF A BURNING FIRE, A FEELING OF BEING LOST WITHOUT A PROPER HOME, HAVING FOX LIKE MANNERISMS, THE ACCIDENT WHICH CAUSED HIS EYE TO GO BLIND, AND BEING THE DISAPPOINTMENT OF THE FAMILY when imagining them. / Michael Evans Behling, he/him

HEADCANONS (in the form of him not having any memories of his past life)

Lucien Vanserra is the youngest of a family of five. His father owns a very influential and wealthy business, in which his brothers like to fight over who will one day get to reign over it.

His father never really liked Lucien throughout his childhood. Instead of wrestling with his brothers for power, he went against his family’s reputation.

His father completely disappointed in him decided to throw him out of the family when he turned 18. He wasn’t worth keeping in the house if he would actively fight against it.

Living on his own, he hopped from job to job from working at the local fast food joint, becoming a bartender for a little while, to eventually working up on being someone’s right-hand man.

He met Tam at the bar he used to work at. The guy certainly had a few too many drinks and well, he would’ve been knocked out on the floor if Lucien didn’t intervene.

Not entirely sure on how Tam ended up running an estate by himself with no family to help, Lucien was able to wiggle himself in becoming, essentially, the man behind the curtain who ran the whole operation.

Soon enough, Tam became the sort of family Lucien had always wanted from his own blood relatives.

Though he could’ve stayed at the estate, he prefers the quietness Cordova Cove gives him. With always wearing a sort of mask on his emotions around everyone, it’s nice to be able to take that off and just be himself.

A party is when the accident happened. A party he attended with Tam since it was necessary for all the big wigs of the land to attend. Somehow a fight broke out with the girl who was head over heels in love with Tam. Lucien tried to keep the peace but was met with a glass being thrown at him. The shards ended up going into his eye causing irreversable damage.

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