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dj-diabolik-fan · 5 years

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Sir Noir

Code: Realize — OC ONE-SHOT

Sir Noir turns when the bell of the entrance rings. He sees a young lady with a group of gentlemen walk in.

“Do forgive me, club, but the bar is closed for the day.” He says with a warm smile on his lips, lowering the tray—used to carry around the drinks—in front of his lap.

“Won’t you serve even a single glass of wine to an old friend?”

The voice of one of the gentlemen makes Noir perk up. A young man of chocolate hair steps to the front of the group, snatching off his hat.

Noir quickly snatches a gun from the belt of his pants and points it at the gentleman, his expression completely changes. Everyone in the room is surprised, but no one makes any sudden moves.

“Well, if it isn’t the Gentleman Thief, Lupin Arsène...” his smile drops into a hateful frown. “I thought I was very clear on how I would fill up your skull with bullets if I was to ever see your face again.”

“Oh, come on. Don’t tell me you’re still mad about that time.” Lupin shurgs playfully.

“Can’t you tell?” Noir scoffs. His eyes turn back at the group. He stops on the lady and stares. He lowers his gun and straps it on his belt once more. “What do you want?” He asks.

“Did you figure it out?” Lupin asks.

“Considering I can sense the strangest aura from that girl, I assume you want information about whatever she has.” Noir crossed his arms, siding his hips. “Alright, then. If you got my payment, then spit it out and I’ll look for it.”

Lupin tosses a pouch of coins to Noir, who catches it with one hand. He unties the bag and looks inside. He ties it back up and tosses it into a chest behind the counter.

“What do you need?” He asks, turning back at Lupin.

“Isaac Beckford.” Lupin says. “I assumed that if there was someone who had information on him, it would be you.”

Noir chuckles mockingly. “Why, I’m flattered, sir Gentleman Thief.” He turns and starts walking behind the counter.

He crouches down under the table and the others can’t see what he’s doing. Suddenly, the top of the table flips open and Noir reappears. He sticks his hand on the inside counter’s base while repeatedly muttering “B” at himself.

“Why was this guy so pissed when you walked in, Lupin?” Impey leans towards him and asks in a whisper.

“That’s—”

“Alright,” Noir stands back up, holding a black folder. He closes the top of the table and crouches down once again. “This is everything I have on Isaac Beckford.” He looks at the lady and hums. “Ah, now I get it.” He claps his hands together and leans over the counter. “You must be Cardia Beckford.”

Cardia blinks. “How...”

“I could tell. You have the same eyes as that man.” Noir smiles.

“Really?” She asks.

“No,” Noir chuckles, “I was kidding.” He smiles. “I simply know everyone in the city.”

“Everyone?” Impey asks, speechless.

“Every single citizen of London, Impey Barbicane.” Noir smiles. He turns a the gentleman in glasses. “And who wouldn’t recognize our famous thought-to-be-a-terrorist-but-not-really pal? Victor Frankenstein.” He continues looking around the room. “Abraham Van Helsing and Count Saint-Germain, a pleasure to have you here tonight.”

The two nod; Germain smiles.

“Oh, but where are my manners?” Noir turns to the doorway. “Lyric!” He calls out.

A young petite man of pale skin and bright blond hair appears through the door in an agitated manner. He appears surprised at the group standing in front of Noir. “Yes, sir!”

“Won’t you help me serve this gentlemen and lady something to drink?”

“I won’t take anything.” Cardia suddenly says with urgency.

“Is that so?” Noir smiles. “If a Lady doesn’t want a drink, a gentleman should never force her into her, so I will not.” He turns to Lupin. “I suppose I could make an exception for today.”

“At your ordersz, sir!” The petite young man—whom Noir had referred to as Lyric—rushed behind the counter and started preparing the drinks.

“What happened to Bleach?” Lupin asks.

“He got married and had kids. He moved out of London and I haven’t heard of him since.” Noir says. “Good decision, in my opinion. My side of the team has gotten more enemies than allies. He was famous for being around me and I’m sure that could’ve gotten him killed or injured, as well as his family, had he stayed.” He turns to Lupin. “Didn’t think you’d remember him.”

“I came here often in the past and he was your closest bartender. Of course I’d remember him.” Lupin says.

Noir stares at him for a couple seconds, then he lowers his head and shakes it. “I hate those eyes of yours. There’s a god damn reason why I told you to never show yourself in front of me, Lupin.” He swiftly stretches out his hand towards Lupin and takes the collar of his shirt. He pulls him closer at the same time he leans over the table. “Won’t you go to the other side with me? Remember?”

Lupin’s eyes open wide. He yanks himself away from Noir’s hold.

Noir chuckles darkly and stands up from his place. “I’m glad you allowed me to escape from that old fart’s hands, but I guess I understand why you ran out of my life just like that. No one wants to be involved with a non-just-women lover that was once payed to kill whoever he was ordered to.”

“You know perfectly well that is not the reason why I left you all by yourself after that.” Lupin says.

“Tell me, then,” says Noir, turning back at Lupin, slamming his hands down on the table. “Why did you abandon me in the slums like I was some kind of play-thing you didn’t want anymore!?”

“Sir Noir!” Lyric shouts.

Noir turns to him, then back at the group. He sighs heavily and looks down. “Forgive me.” He says and turns to walk away. Everyone follows him with their gaze.

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Noir steps up the stage and takes a seat in front of the piano. He runs his fingers down the keyboard and stops on a few to press them. The song he play is unfamiliar to everyone, so they simply return to the papers their were given, relieved to have that discussion finally over.

I’m trying to hold my breath.

Lupin stops on his tracks and looks over at Noir.

Let it stay this way. Can’t let this moment end.

“Lupin?” Cardia asks.

You set off a dream in me.

Noir’s eyes slightly turn to Lupin, but return to the keyboard as he notices he’s looking his way.

Getting louder now. Can you hear it echoing?

“That’s...” Lupin mutters, but doesn’t finish his sentence.

Take my hand. Will you share this with me? ‘Cause, darling, without you...

Noir turns a lever on the side of the piano and the keys he’d been playing continue on their own. He stands from the chair and hops off stage to the counter.

All the shine of a thousand spotlights, all the stars we steal from the nightsky will never be enough... never be enough.

He continues on, pacing back and forth as he brings and leaves glasses with wine and other drinks on the table.

Towers of gold are still too little. These hands could hold the world but it’ll never enough. Never be enough for me...

Never, never... never, never... never for me.

That song... Lupin’s thoughts wonder off to the times when Noir and him were just on their late teens looking for adventures and when they could help the other. He stands up from his place, passing the folder to Impey, who was sitting next to him.

“Lupin, what—”

“Give me a second.”

He stands next to Noir and reaches out for his hand. Noir’s startled when he turns to find Lupin.

He glances down at his hand and looks away.

Never enough... never enough... never enough for me. For me... for me!

All the shine of a thousand spotlights, all the stars we steal from the nightsky will never be enough... never be enough.

Noir pulls his hand away from Lupin’s. Instead, he put’s it up; Lupin does so as well. It’s as if they were dancing, but they weren’t touching the other.

Towers of gold are still too little. These hands could hold the world but it’ll never be enough. Never be enough... for me!

They get close, yet they still don’t touch the other. The back of Noir’s hand lays centimeters away from Lupin’s face as they spin at the rhythm of the song. Noir pulls out a smile—a genuine one—and looks down.

Never, never... never, never... never for me. Never enough, never, never, ever enough... for me. For me... for me!

They stop their dance. Noir lowers his hands from beside Lupin’s face and takes a step back.

For me...

He looks over at Lyric, who’s now finished preparing the drinks and is leaning over the counter. He glances at Lupin’s group and lowers his head.

“I’m sorry.” Noir whispers, only so Lupin can hear. He turns to the rest on the bar and smiles brightly. “I’m sorry for the trouble and uncomfortable aura I created just a few moments ago. I’ll retire for the night. If there’s anything you need, please ask Lyric.”

Noir turns and without another word, he starts walking away. His posture is calm and his stance appears to have no flaws. Soon, he’s vanished through the door, guiding somewhere else unknown in the bar.

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[Mun: I think the one-shot’s a bit confusing, but tried to keep a few things a mystery, so maybe that’s why. Also, sorry the gay-ness in this one-shot got a little outta hand, haha! :(；ﾞﾟ'ωﾟ'):]

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nerd-who-draws-too-much · 6 years

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A collab I did with @shinozaki-ayumi of my new fan kiddo Henry!

He’s a fan kid of Cardia Beckford and Victor Frankenstein from the Visual Novel series Code:Realize.

Victor and Carda are my favorite pairing in the game and I couldn’t help myself, they just seem like such a natural fit to eachother and I love making kiddos for my favorite pairings since I’m shipping trash so here we are! XD

Henry’s Info:

Name: Henry Frankenstein

Hair: Wavy (Dark Brown)

Eye Color: Light Green

Age: 12 (he looks a little older here but he’s still perfect and @shinozaki-ayumi did a great job with the sketch! )

Voice: Yūko Satō (Yoh Asakura)

Personality/Traits: (I’ll be filling these out more in-depth later when I link his full bio thing in a future post!)

-Henry is really sweet and kind, much like his parents, and is always willing to help someone out should they need it.

-He is also very interested in science, medicine, and alchemy due to the both of his parents assisting each other in that field, Victor even made him his own little chemistry set at one point, which he only wants him to use when he or Cardia are there to supervise, though that doesn’t really stop him from using it on his own at times.

-Henry is really curious which gets him into trouble, he likes to try doing experiments on his own which often doesn’t go well and leads to his chemistry set being taken away from him now and again.

-Due to both of his parents having soft voices and not raising their voice often, Henry is often soft spoken.

Family:

Cardia Beckford (Mother)

Victor Frankenstein (Father)

Sisi (Family Dog)

Finis (Uncle, deceased)

Non-blood related:

Impey Barbicane

Arsene Lupin

Saint Germain

Abraham Van Helsing (Are all considered somewhat of an Uncle in his eyes, except for Saint, who he sees as more of a Grandfather figure. )

Dellacroix II (Looks at him as an older brother)