fabrecation: (Actual calm speech)
[replica model] • LUKE FON FABRE ([personal profile] fabrecation) wrote2011-02-05 09:56 pm

011 [Voice]

[Filtered to Guy//Ridiculously hackable Unhackable]

Hey, Guy? My hair's getting kind of long... Could you come cut it for me? I'd do it myself, but I can't really see back there...


[Filtered to Ion//So hackable it hurts Unhackable]

Ion, can I talk to you? It's important.

[/Filter]


[Now that those are out of the way, Luke rests his chin in his hand and stares off to the side, lost in thought. The thing he wanted to talk to Ion about... It's been weighing heavily on his mind ever since he heard it. Luke isn't sure what to think of it, or even how to feel about it. There's a sort of happiness inside him, sure, but... he can't deny the hesitation and confusion he feels. So, after a few minutes, he opens up the journal again to ask the general populace:]

What do you think it means to have a soul?

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-06 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, you THINK ABOUT THAT.

Guy coaxes Luke into the bathroom -poor thing, he can see the gears turning from here- and sits him down on the edge of the tub, collecting a comb and wetting it under the faucet before dragging it through Luke's hair.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
Mm, that's a good color to have.

[Guy straightens Luke's bangs with his first two fingers to measure the length before snipping away at his hair.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Well, of course your soul isn't the same as Asch's. You're two different people, aren't you?

[Guy flicks the comb through Luke's bags and brushes the strands from his forehead.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Guy pauses, then smiles down at Luke before gesturing with his hand.]

Could you turn around? I'm done with your bangs.

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Guy works in silence, snagging a towel to cover Luke's shoulders as he sets about trimming his hair. He'll just give him some time to let that knowledge set in good and deep before saying anything on the topic.

It's better to let him come to these conclusions on his own.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
You didn't turn into Asch.

[Guy steps back to get a better look at Luke's hair before reaching forward and pulling back his forelocks.]

You turned into an original.
Edited 2011-02-07 02:58 (UTC)

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, everybody wants to be someone else at least once in their lives. You wouldn't be normal if you didn't.

[Guy finishes combing through Luke's hair, lifts the towel off of his shoulders and shakes it over the trash bin.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
Funny how that works, huh?

[Guy brushes the loose hairs off of Luke's shoulders and neck before tossing the towel into the hamper.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Guy drops his hand atop Luke's head. HARD.

And then roughly ruffles his hair for good measure.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
[NO. Guy grips his hair -not hard enough to pull, but definitely holding him still- and leans down to prod his chest with a finger to accentuate his words.]

You. Are. Not. A. Fake.

You are real. You're Luke, a very real Luke. Asch is Asch and you are you; when are you going to get this through that thick skull of yours?

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Guy lets him go.

Dammit Luke, you are really starting to piss him off with this complete lack of self-worth.]


Besides, who the hell do you think you are, some kind of super genius? You think anybody understands half the words coming out of other people's mouths? Being an original or actually being seventeen isn't going to help at all with that, believe me.

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Guy folds his arms, frowning. He's not happy about it-

...and he's still pushing too much. God damn it. He turns to gather up the scissors.]


Fine. I'm sorry.

[And heads out of the bathroom to put them away.]

[identity profile] count-gardios.livejournal.com 2011-02-07 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Meanwhile Guy bustled in a fury about the house, cleaning things and taking out his aggression on poor, defenseless dishes. After they've suffered his wrath for a while, Guy realizes he hasn't heard any movements from upstairs and dries his hands on a dishtowel, heading up to check and see-

Yep. Still in the bathroom.

Guy hovers outside of the door uncertainly; does he really want to try talking to Luke just yet? Maybe he should leave him be...

Mmph. He was a bit too harsh. Guy sighs internally; usually he's much more patient with Luke concerning his lack of self-confidence, but it's gotten to the point where it's driving him up the wall. Why can't he be more like-

No. Do not even go there.

Guy bites the inside of his cheek and steps over, knocking on the doorjamb.]


Hey. I didn't snap at you that bad, did I? What're you still doing in here?
Edited 2011-02-07 05:16 (UTC)