004 [Voice]

[fabrecation]

[There's an annoyed sound as Luke flips through his journal, seeing and hearing all the people who managed to get some cool kind of costume.]

How come I didn't get some kind of costume to wear around? That's-

[But he's cut off by the sound of a door flying off its hinges and hitting the wall.]

What the- Who the hell are-?!

H-Hey-!

[CRACK.

Something hits the floor, and then there's a crashing sound as the window of his room shatters.

Anyone who happens to come into the room will find a mess. The door's flown to the other side of his room and now lies pitifully against the floor, his windows smashed, and there's a crack on the wall beside it where someone slammed him into it.

And all that's left of Luke himself are a handful of red-fade-to-blond feathers.]

Comments

[voice]

[silversnowfall]

[gasp!] Luke!

[not that shouting every does any good in this situation]

[fourteen]

Luke!

[ oh no. that sounded bad, even as mallynappings go. (if it was one. it sure sounded like it.) oh god. a very upset poppet will be watching for you, Luke. ]

[action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy doesn't hear the entry, but he does hear the commotion from downstairs. Barreling up the stairs at full speed and down the hall toward Luke's room doesn't do any good, though; he's already gone.

Guy clutches the doorjamb and leans his head against it before he shuffles inside and starts to pick up.]

[distressedude]

[Ion doesn't even have time to say anything before it's over. He lets his journal fall to the ground and ignores it, closing his eyes. Everything they did before, breaking into the facility... what good did it do if people were still being kidnapped!?]

[It just wasn't fair.]

[Voice]

[knightofratatosk]

Luke!