DesLay After Ambrosia Pt1The island of Ambrosia was an interesting sight indeed for travellers and adventure seekers. The land was mainly forest terrain with large, green, tropical trees. The green canopy danced together, glowing like emerald and flourishing in the clear blue light of the sky. The breeze of the sea enlightened the now quiet island despite all the chaos created by Descole's plot which Layton was still at a loss as to figuring it out. What man would lure so many innocents into this and endanger their lives- including his own-to raise an ancient, abandoned island from the sea bed, only to attempt to destroy it due to the fact that someone else, Layton for that matter, had solved it instead? It was definitely puzzling.
Layton had to admit; Descole was a strong, determined man and probably without a doubt the most mysterious of all his so called "rivals" and the most extraordinary to ponder about now and then.
The man kept his identity secret without any trouble. There were
DesLay After Ambrosia Pt5Layton returned to the room, putting pain killers and water by the table next to the sleeping villain. Layton couldn't help but watch the sleeping man for at least a minute before leaving. He was quietly breathing through his mouth and seemed to look almost angelic. It was such a strange sight.DesLay After Ambrosia Pt51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Layton quietly closed the door behind him, not wanting to wake Descole and headed downstairs towards the living room. He took his beloved hat off and placed it on the coffee table, as he sprawled out on the comforting leather couch and began to think deeply.
'I am strangely protective of Jean' After all, Layton considered them only as acquaintances, but he felt strong, caring feelings for the man and had a sense of protectiveness him, as the thought of Descole being found by someone else other than him was almost as unbearable as finding the man dead...
'My Goodness, I'm trying to care for a villain' Despite this worrying thought, he didn't seem to really mind.
'It's like...some sort of destiny'
DesLay After Ambrosia Pt2It was past ten at night when Layton got home, the flight was tiresome and the weight of the man he was holding finally weakened him. After unlocking the front door, Layton staggered in with the unconscious man and closed the door quietly behind, aware of the two sleepers in their rooms. He went up the stairs slowly and entered his bedroom, putting Descole's unconscious form onto the bed. He gently took the man's shoes and cloak off, putting the shoes neatly by a corner and the cloak folded on top of a chair.DesLay After Ambrosia Pt21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He felt relaxed from the comfort of his home environment and headed downstairs to the kitchen for a well needed cup of earl grey tea. He wasn't going to be able to sleep because he knew he had to look after Descole. The man was in no state to head off anywhere-but to Layton's misfortune, Descole was definitely a stubborn man who would stop at nothing to escape from his house when awake. So Layton had to watch over him and make sure the man recovers, even if there will be consequen
Vicious Vendetta - Chapter OneI silently ground my teeth as my impatience was soon wearing thin. The varnished mirror has cracked in my recentVicious Vendetta - Chapter One1 year ago in Settings More Like This
absence creating, a ripple of broekn glass along its face. How had it been smahed when I myself, held the only key to the house. As I gazed around for any trace of evidential knowledge that may lead me to the asnwer. Being only a deceitful scientist my mind wasnt prepared for this type of thorough investigation, although my gaze soon fell upon something that would make the puzzle all too clear. My long, slender fingers felt the evidence and I soon brought it close to examine, It was a ragged piece of tan cloth the shade of light brown. This I knew could only belong to one man.
"Gnnng...-Layton!" The name was spat in pure hate from my mouth at this point. Why the bloody hell had this pompous bastard been in my house!? I swiftly drew my beloved sword from its sheeth and watched its shine as my tanned face was reflected on its blade. He'd pay for breaking and entering my home..
DesLay After Ambrosia Pt 3"YOU!" Descole growled, anger seething through his veins, the urge to choke this incompetent twat for ruining his well planned schemes was suddenly desirable. He jumped off the bed rapidly and wrapped his hands around Layton's neck, earning a gasp from his rival as he pushed him forcefully into the nearest wall, but before he could cause any harm the man, he fell back in agony, putting a hand behind his head before landing so he didn't damage his head.DesLay After Ambrosia Pt 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"...this has got to be some foul joke" he grumbled to himself as he then started scowling at the blurred figure. He had forgotten about his physical state. Now his vision was ridiculously out of focus and the light hurt.
'Great, just great.' He closed his eyes and sighed, hoping that would at least stop his head spinning. However his eyes shot open when he felt thin, strong arms raise him up so he was being carried.
"T-The hell are you doing?! Put me down you insignificant bastard!" Descole yelled as he struggled in Layton's grasp, he wi
DesLay After Ambrosia Pt4Layton stood by the bathroom door, wondering if he had done anything to unnerve Descole. The man had been at least ten to fifteen minutes behind that door.DesLay After Ambrosia Pt41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
'Perhaps he has escaped?' Layton frowned and sighed, it wouldn't have surprised him if the villain had made a dash for it but nevertheless, he politely knocked on the door.
"Descole? Are you quite alright?" He was left unanswered for a moment; however someone had to be in there because the door was locked.
"Descole?" After calling out a second time, the door unlocked and even opened to reveal Descole leaning against a wall and looking away stubbornly "I was suffering from an unusual sickness" He still refused to look at Layton. Although Layton wouldn't admit it, he found it amusing how awkward Descole seemed to feel about admitting to taking ill.
"Well, I'll help you back to the bed" He raised his eyebrow when he heard the villain growl "I can go there myself." He snapped back through gritted his teeth; Descole had enough of