008 [Action/Voice]

[fabrecation]

[Luke had been trying to get back to House 5, but it's awfully hard to do so with a sudden crowd of people. There's a whole slew of sounds coming from the journal as if Luke's right in the middle of the crowd, along with Luke himself switching between trying to be polite and being outright indignant about being pushed through a sea of people. One can hear him saying "Excuse me" and "Sorry", along with "HEY" and "WATCH IT, YOU JERK".

Eventually, though, the noises fade as Luke escapes and slides down the wall of a house that he decided to take refuge behind. With a loud sigh, Luke straightens his jacket and speaks to the journal, ignoring the light pain in his abdomen from his still healing wound.]

What a pain...

Guy, Asch, Natalia, I don't think I can make it back to the house. I'll just camp out or something, okay?

[Maybe he can find some marshmallows and make some awesome smores or something. Away from the sudden crowd.]

Comments

[fabrecation]

Then why did you look at it in the first place?!

[Not that Luke goes to Asch and discusses what goes on in his life, but everything important that's happened to him had Asch as a witness, mostly. Everything else are things that Luke's only willing to share with Guy, or maybe Tear. And there are even some thing that he can't share with her, either. Like the girl thing.]

L-Look, if you want to know more about me, then we can talk, but... Why would you want to?

[engel]

How was I supposed to know what it was?!

[ Okay, even he's not dense enough to mistake a personal diary for a printed book of some kind, but he couldn't come up with a better excuse right now. Asch shifts to watch his fingers trace the journal's edges and avoid having to make eye contact. There really wasn't much point in delving into either of their histories when the likelihood of him staying was low. ]

...it doesn't matter. You wouldn't understand, and if you did, there would be no benefit.

[fabrecation]

[Luke purses his lips and looks away at that. Asch has never been this interested in him before, and having it suddenly feels... weird to him. He likes it, he likes that feeling of Asch actually wanting to know more about him like Luke does for him, but it's still weird.

After a moment of recovering from that awkward reply, though, Luke takes the mug on the nightstand and holds it out to Asch.]

Uh... Hot chocolate?

[engel]

[ Dying kind of has a way of changing one's perception of things, though he figures that little detail wouldn't fly well with the replica. Asch fixes a bemused expression on the cup but takes it anyway, swishing the liquid around as a slight smirk creeps onto his face. ]

What, no marshmallows for you?

[fabrecation]

[Luke narrows his eyes warily and tips the cup towards himself a little, hiding it from Asch. Yes, his mug does have tiny marshmallows floating in it. But let's not let him see that.]

I figured you didn't want any.

[engel]

[ The snort from Asch is a good indication he figured there was something in Luke's drink, but determined to remain civil for a while at least, he doesn't comment. Children would be children~ ]

How astute.

[ Not that it's going to stop him from trying to steal a peek for kicks on his way to the kitchen. ]