[replica model] • LUKE FON FABRE (
fabrecation) wrote2011-03-27 09:57 pm
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013 [Voice/Actionish] (Backdated to the day before the event)
[Ever since that battle with Vanitas and his talk with Asch afterward, Luke had been feeling absolutely exhausted. He'd spent all day, all night, and then all day again in bed, which surprised him a little. Hyperresonance had never worn him out that much before... Then again, he never actually tried it in Luceti apart from his training with Asch, and never in combat like that. It's the next morning when Luke finally feels energized enough to get back to his daily routine.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first. Sure, there was no breakfast, but it's not like that was too unusual. Maybe enough to make him raise an eyebrow, but he shrugged it off and made himself some toast with butter and cinnamon. That seemed to be one of the few things he couldn't ruin, even if the meal wasn't all that fulfilling.
It's as the day goes on that something seems to be wrong. The silence could always be from Guy managing Good Spirits, but a quick check made him see that Guy wasn't even there. Sure, he could be somewhere else, but... without even checking in on him? Even at his worst, by this time Guy would always come by to see if Luke was okay and if he needed anything. It was always a little annoying, but... it was routine, too. A routine that's never broken easily.
It's late in the afternoon by the time Luke flops down in one of the chairs and frowns as he stares worriedly down at the floor. Something about this feels wrong. He's kind of afraid to check on Guy, because what he finds might just be everything he feared. It'd be easier to just pretend things were okay, to think that Guy's just off somewhere and that he'd be back later. Maybe he finally went to bring Asch back from wherever he was. Maybe he just went to do some errands. ...Very long errands.
But he can't keep doing that forever. He shuts his eyes, then stands and heads towards Guy's room.]
Guy? Guy, come on. [Luke's at the door now. He raises his hand to push it open... turns it into a fist, and brings it back down to his side.] ... Look, whatever I did, I'm sorry. Just... open the door, okay?
[No response. Luke purses his lips and tightens the fist at his side, then forces himself to relax it enough to raise his hand and open the door.]
Guy...
[Somehow, a part of him was expecting this. It was only a quiet, little part of him though, one that would be pushed firmly away by denial and what he felt was rationality. Even now as he stares into the completely empty room, a wave of rejection comes over him. No, maybe Guy just cleaned his room way too nicely. It continues even as Luke steps slowly into the room and looks into the closet, checks the drawers, even peeks under the bed: No, Guy's just having a massive cleaning day. He just moved to another room - Luke even tries to make sure by checking all of the other rooms, his steps quickening into a run by the time he goes upstairs, calling his name uselessly. No, Guy's just...
He's just...
Luke finally stops at what used to be Natalia's room. It was just the same with her: Everything was gone. All that was left was an empty space where his dear friend used to be... Just like Guy's room.]
[It takes a long while before Luke thinks to at least let everyone know what happened. He'd sat on what used to be Natalia's bed with his head in his hands and quietly thought of things that would take away the fact that Guy was gone and mentally berating himself every time his breathing hitched.
It takes another few minutes for Luke to actually get up and go to his room, where his journal lays on the nightstand. He rests one hand on the journal while the other reaches up to wipe at his face, trying to make himself look at least somewhat presentable.
... But when he does that, he just wants to cover his face, turn away and leave. To get away for a while, because now the house felt too empty, but... He shakes his head to himself and flips the journal open, keeping his head ducked down to hide whatever emotion he might be feeling.]
Guy... went back to Auldrant.
[That's all Luke can say before he shuts the journal and leaves it behind.]
[[ooc:Just a fair warning, Luke might not reply to some of the responses. Null and void since I am terrible at that. 8| He's a sad puppy right now and all. He can be caught wandering around the village, though, if you want to talk to him!]]
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first. Sure, there was no breakfast, but it's not like that was too unusual. Maybe enough to make him raise an eyebrow, but he shrugged it off and made himself some toast with butter and cinnamon. That seemed to be one of the few things he couldn't ruin, even if the meal wasn't all that fulfilling.
It's as the day goes on that something seems to be wrong. The silence could always be from Guy managing Good Spirits, but a quick check made him see that Guy wasn't even there. Sure, he could be somewhere else, but... without even checking in on him? Even at his worst, by this time Guy would always come by to see if Luke was okay and if he needed anything. It was always a little annoying, but... it was routine, too. A routine that's never broken easily.
It's late in the afternoon by the time Luke flops down in one of the chairs and frowns as he stares worriedly down at the floor. Something about this feels wrong. He's kind of afraid to check on Guy, because what he finds might just be everything he feared. It'd be easier to just pretend things were okay, to think that Guy's just off somewhere and that he'd be back later. Maybe he finally went to bring Asch back from wherever he was. Maybe he just went to do some errands. ...Very long errands.
But he can't keep doing that forever. He shuts his eyes, then stands and heads towards Guy's room.]
Guy? Guy, come on. [Luke's at the door now. He raises his hand to push it open... turns it into a fist, and brings it back down to his side.] ... Look, whatever I did, I'm sorry. Just... open the door, okay?
[No response. Luke purses his lips and tightens the fist at his side, then forces himself to relax it enough to raise his hand and open the door.]
Guy...
[Somehow, a part of him was expecting this. It was only a quiet, little part of him though, one that would be pushed firmly away by denial and what he felt was rationality. Even now as he stares into the completely empty room, a wave of rejection comes over him. No, maybe Guy just cleaned his room way too nicely. It continues even as Luke steps slowly into the room and looks into the closet, checks the drawers, even peeks under the bed: No, Guy's just having a massive cleaning day. He just moved to another room - Luke even tries to make sure by checking all of the other rooms, his steps quickening into a run by the time he goes upstairs, calling his name uselessly. No, Guy's just...
He's just...
Luke finally stops at what used to be Natalia's room. It was just the same with her: Everything was gone. All that was left was an empty space where his dear friend used to be... Just like Guy's room.]
[It takes a long while before Luke thinks to at least let everyone know what happened. He'd sat on what used to be Natalia's bed with his head in his hands and quietly thought of things that would take away the fact that Guy was gone and mentally berating himself every time his breathing hitched.
It takes another few minutes for Luke to actually get up and go to his room, where his journal lays on the nightstand. He rests one hand on the journal while the other reaches up to wipe at his face, trying to make himself look at least somewhat presentable.
... But when he does that, he just wants to cover his face, turn away and leave. To get away for a while, because now the house felt too empty, but... He shakes his head to himself and flips the journal open, keeping his head ducked down to hide whatever emotion he might be feeling.]
Guy... went back to Auldrant.
[That's all Luke can say before he shuts the journal and leaves it behind.]
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...Would you mind company, or would you like some time to yourself?
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Luck was on her side as she galloped the short few minutes from the sakura to house five. But instead of a horse peeking through the window, a white wolf presses its nose to the glass and whines quietly.]
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she knows better.
instead without a word she leaves. goes looking. she has an idea as to where he might be. she doesn't have any caramel apples with her ... but she does, on a hunch, have an extra scarf.
and of course, her idea proves to be right, when she finds him on That One Bridge. but she doesn't say anything as she walks up. only hugs the emerald green scarf to her chest and simply ... watches him, for a moment, in silence. ]
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However that meeting comes a lot sooner than he expected. Though Minato has been sticking close to home for the past few days, today he decided he should check on the cherry tree hill and see if the flowers are starting to bloom. Somewhere along the way, he notices bright red hair instead of pink petals.]
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It's kind of therapeutic, standing there looking up at the branches. He can let his mind wander a little like this.]
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I, um... I know it's not going to make you feel better, but if there's anything I can do to help...
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No. He should respond, despite how much he'd like to just close the journal and leave again. It'd be rude to just leave him hanging like that...]
... Thanks for the offer, Emil.
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'Will you be alright?' No that sounds too casual...]
What is Auldrant like? ...Is it a good place?
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He sits down on the bed and sets the open journal to the side. Maybe he can talk to her for a little while, at least.]
I guess it can be. It's a lot bigger than this place... Heh. This village kind of reminds me of Engeve. It's one of the smallest villages in my world...
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[after Nephry's thread?]
Now... she would have to look after the redhead for him, like she did back in Yulia City. She would have spoken with him earlier, but when she saw him he had gathered others to comfort him, it seemed. It was best to give him that time with others first, but she would not allow him to his thoughts on his own.]
[after Nephry's thread /o/]
Those thoughts scare him, especially since Luke has been suspicious about what happened to him in Guy's time for a while now. He's so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't notice Tear there at first.]
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He's looked at it randomly now and then in case of some kind of emergency, but never really reads anything in detail. But when he sees Luke's entry, hears his voice, what he says...
Unintentionally, his finger brushes over the voice option, which is why the journal catches three things: a sharp, sudden intake of breath, a flash of red hair, and a dull thud as the journal drops from limp fingers.
It's quiet for a while after until the recording cuts off- he doesn't bother picking it up again.
That's it. It's over.]
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And Asch's reply hurts the most. Luke even winces and holds his head; he could've sworn he felt a whiplash of such crushing shock and sadness, though it probably came from he himself instead of Asch. Still... It prompts Luke to turn around and head to the mountains. He might've been scared to face Asch in whatever state he was in, but right now, he was determined to find him. This was his original. This was Asch. The one he was connected to. Even if Asch might not want him there, it'd tear at Luke to abandon Asch when he might need him most.
Of course, Luke forgets about the fact that Asch can spot him and avoid him easily. But even if he remembered, he'd still try. He has to try, at least.]
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...but how are things in Auldrant now? Actually I suppose it doesn't matter if he's going back to being a servant. [Not that there's anything with Guy being a servant...but Guy's a servant. It's better than saying he's going to miss the blonde needling and prodding at his life though.]
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Draco's reply makes a small amount of irritation rise up - sure, Guy was a servant, and he enjoyed his role, but... these days, Luke hated calling him that, or for Guy to call himself that same title. Still, he keeps it out of his voice - Guy didn't mind it, after all. Heck, he probably proudly told Draco all about it. ... Of course, that thought makes his reply more somber than he planned.]
I... I don't know how it is back there. He's from my future, so...
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[He isn't going to wake him up. Ion knows what it's like to lose someone so close to you... at this point, it seemed as though few people in Luceti didn't know how that felt. Sleep generally meant a few hours of peace. But Ion still finds a place elsewhere in the room to be in, so Luke wouldn't be waking up to a seemingly empty house. Regardless of how long he sleeps, Ion will be sitting in a chair across the room, reading a book but not really able to concentrate on it.]
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... Oh.
It's clear that he remembered what happened, as he sinks back onto his side with a long sigh and stares out ahead of him with a look of depression. But out of the corner of his eye... is that...?
It was. He lifts his head a bit to regard Ion reading there, and he isn't sure whether to feel embarrassed or relieved to see him.]
Ion...
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But he knows someone who will be upset, and after everything that's happened, thinks this is a bit of news best put off for a few days - until things calm down.
Nami, he hopes you don't mind your journal disappearing for a few days.
As for Luke, Sanji will leave Xion and his friends to talk with him. It doesn't feel like his place to say anything]
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I'm sorry, Luke. I know you two were close.
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... Thanks, Professor.
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It's about time Mewtwo checked up on his fellow "creation", too.]
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Thanks. To be honest, I feel kind of selfish for acting like this...
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[written] what is that on the back of his jacket thing I have never seen that before
[written] it's a design of a demon face! luke loves it. |D
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[ it's a stupid, stupid, stupid kind of question. why would someone make the announcement if they weren't sure? she's been in those shoes often enough. buffy's voice is thick and sad and hurt: ] I mean -- oh, God. I'm sorry to hear that.
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I... I'm sorry, too. You're one of his friends, right?
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Er... I'm sorry to hear that. Will he be okay?
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I don't know. He's from my future.
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... Thanks, Mr. McCoy.
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[She really liked him. But maybe it's better this way. She doesn't need her 'ex' hanging about potentially complicating things.]
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This must be one of Guy's friends... Luke certainly doesn't know her.]
[Jade is a creeper, so, after Tear's thread?]
So sometime late at night, Jade arrives at his sister's house. There's still the soft flicker of a fire through the window, and Jade doesn't necessarily want to bother with the trouble of waking the entire household, so he lets himself in the door.
I hope you're still awake by this time Luke, because you have guest.]
[CREEPER. 8| And yes!]
Not knowing that it's Jade at first, Luke sits up swiftly, tensed and ready to fight whoever walked in... But once he sees who it is, he lets out a sigh to relax himself, then shifts to get into an easier sitting position.]
Jade...
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