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[The handwriting that suddenly appears is very sloppy, but still somewhat readable. It's a combination of being drugged, having messy handwriting in the first place, and having a cast on his arm to have to work around.]

I don't really remember what happened, so I'll try to write what I can here.

A weird girl attacked us while I was practicing with Master Van. She sang this song that made us all sleepy (a "fonic hymn", he called it... What's that?). I tried to stop her, but all of a sudden this... incredible power appeared between us, and next thing I knew I woke up here without a shirt on.

I don't see that girl anywhere... She probably ran off. She'd better not be going to attack Master Van again! That girl's got a lot of nerve, barging in on our practice session like that! If I see her again...!

Whatever that power was, it threw me somewhere I'm not familiar with. And it took my shirt and my pants! Now I've got these scratchy white pants, and I'm in the middle of some forest! I don't know how to get back, but I remember Master Van saying that moss grows on the... south side of a tree, so I guess I'll

[The writing suddenly stops. After a moment, the video button is accidentally brushed against as the writer appears to be busy flipping between pages with an ever increasing frown. The writer himself has the exact face and hair color of one Luke fon Fabre, but something seems... different about him. His hair is much longer, and the ends of his hair fade to a blond color, just like his wings, which he has not noticed yet. After a few more seconds of looking at the pages, he clenches his teeth and growls, and that's the last you'll see of him from the journal, because he just threw it aside.]

This isn't even my diary! Dammit, where the hell am I?!

[He gets up and glares off in the distance. And though you can't see him, you can certainly hear him as he yells off in a random direction.]

Hey, girl! Come out here and face up to what you did! You're a Malkuth soldier, aren't you? Are you trying to kidnap me again?! When my father hears that you kidnapped the son of Duke Fabre again, you'll be sorry you even tried attacking us!

...

And what the hell did you put on my arm?!

[He's not talking to anyone in particular. In fact, he really wishes he'd hear a response. He's mostly yelling just to get some kind of answer – even that girl would be nice by now. Luke has no idea where he is, nor how to get back... Maybe she'll know.]

[[ooc: Replies will be made with

bratacus! And for the record, the Malnosso healed all his injuries; they were just too lazy to take the cast off. If anyone came to visit him while he was in the clinic, he probably got them to sign their name on it, so. Just a little tidbit.]]

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What are you talking about? You've been here for months.

I've been locked inside of a manor for years! There's no way I could've been here for that long!

I just saw you a few weeks ago!

...and what the heck happened to your hair?

I've never seen you before in my life!

And what's wrong with my hair? Do you have a problem with it?

Yeah well you just don't remember then.

...you kind of look like a girl. Your hair's even longer than Axel's.

[He would flare up about how the only thing he doesn't remember is his childhood -

... But then Roxas just took it a step too far.]

I don't look anything like a girl! This is the symbol of the Fabre family!

I don't care what it's a symbol of, it still looks kinda lame.

It isn't lame! Your hair's stupid!

That's a lie, it is not!

[Okay, Roxas, calm down and be reasonable here. Luke clearly just came back...] Did they send you home for a while?

[Oh, Roxas, if you kept that up they'd probably be sitting there going "Yes it is!" "No it's not!" the whole time. But seeing how the subject has changed, Luke just grits his teeth and lets that pass. The next question is stupid to him, but he'll answer it anyway.]

No, I just got blasted away from home! Now I want to get back!

[If Roxas didn't care about Xion he would have told Luke to go jump in a lake :| But he's trying to be nice.]

Yeah, good luck with that. Let me know how that works for you...I don't think you're getting back anytime soon.

I think I get that now. You and everyone else are practically drilling it into my head...

Well would you rather not be warned and find out yourself later?

Well, no, but I don't need ten people telling me the same thing!

Did ten people also tell you your hair looks ridiculous?

No, because my hair is just fine! Your tastes are just poor.

Don't talk about my tastes like that!

You've got weird hair and you think mine's ridiculous! Of course it's poor.

[Of course, he won't mention that he actually thinks Roxas' hair is honestly kind of cool. And it reminds him of Guy.]

You're kind of a snob, aren't you?

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