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[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.

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[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?

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... Really? [They aren't? Even with the same face and...] How about this, then?

[FROWN.]

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[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Miyabi laughs. Loudly. Luke, you may be an idiot sometimes, but you're also adorable and certainly touched this girl's heart in very little time. After she calms down, her laughter dying into muted giggles, Miyabi shakes her head.]

Ehehe...not exactly the same, but very close! Hehe...Luke? [She smiles, taking a moment to consider if she should say what was on her mind or not. Mm, maybe not spoken but... Miyabi grabs her brush and writes, in elegant characters--]

私の宝物に

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[And Luke was just about to go for an ANGRY FACE when Miyabi wrote that. And that... is a language he doesn't understand. So, he lifts his hand to let his bangs fall back in front of his face and blinks.]

What's that supposed to say?

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[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Smile still soft, warm, and tender, the painter just shakes her head to the journal camera. Now wasn't the time. Perhaps in the near future she could tell Luke just how much she treasured him as a friend and part of her growing family here.]

...I can't say it out loud just yet, I'm sorry. You're free to look it up if you want, though. I won't stop you. [She giggles.] But I promise it's not bad.