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[Ever since Bil/Catherine/whatever told him that the sword Guy lost would probably be returned, Luke checked the weapon shop every day in the hopes of finding it. The days he didn't find it were met with a disheartened sigh, half-hearted lingering to check out the rest of the weapons, then wandering back home. He remained hopeful, though, always diligently checking to see if it was there.

Today, however, Luke's efforts paid off. There, glittering on one of the displays, is the weapon he'd been looking for. He nearly sags with relief, and he grabs the sword before anyone can even think of taking it for themselves. He stays a little longer to see if everyone's doing okay with Sokka still at the draft, and then he heads home, sword in hand.

After all of that, Luke heads to his room and flops down on his bed, a little worn out from the day's events. He opens his journal, hoping to get to talk to at least one or two of the draftees whenever the Malnosso decide to return them to the hotel rooms.]

How's everyone doing out there?

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[ she is aware of none of these things. she is just getting comfy here, alright, even if it makes her more liable to drift off to sleep.

dlgjaj goddamnit she still laughs. quiet, the sound a little strained with her exhaustion. but still. ] Yeah right! I think I scared my friends more than anyone in the Third Party.

[ she yawns again. this time a squeaky noise escapes her. it is adorable. she does not notice. ]

How's everything back in the village, anyway?

[And that just makes him smile more. It probably looks a little goofy right now, but he doesn't care. Why should he? Xion's here. Sort of.]

Everything's about the same. We're all waiting for everyone else to get back... [Aah, and he can barely contain his happiness over this next part.] But today was great!

[Might as well give her happy news that doesn't have to do with the war, right?]

[ her feelings are rather similar. she's got Luke. not a whole lot else matters right now. his excitement gets a warm smile. it is nice to hear about something that isn't battle. ]

Yeah? What happened?

Well... You know, last time I was out there, I got hurt. Really badly, too... Guy saved me, but he lost his sword while he was doing that. It was really important to him, too... [Luke glances off at the pile of swords in the corner of his room, the ones that always made him feel guilty every time he looked at them.] I never stopped feeling bad about it.

[But then he brightens up and looks back at her.] But I found it today!

[ she did not know. the knowledge is a little chilling. then again... she got hurt terribly herself. she can't talk.

her expression sobers a little when he turns serious -- and guilty -- but her smile returns, faint, when he brightens up. ] In the weapons shop?

Yeah! It was just right there, good as new! I thought I lost it for sure...

Guy was really happy about it, too. [So happy he tossed the sword aside. B|]

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