[replica model] • LUKE FON FABRE (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fabrecation) wrote2012-01-15 09:36 pm
fabrecation) wrote2012-01-15 09:36 pm
022 [Accidental Voice/Video]
[It really was an accident. That's what happens when a dumb teenager throws his journal somewhere where it can slide off and hit the voice/video button.
It looks like Luke's in front of the mirror on his closet door. Or is it...? That hairstyle looks like someone else's, which Luke was able to achieve with just some water and pushing his bangs back a lot. Conveniently, the journal's positioned in a good enough position so that one can see his reflection. Sure enough, by the reflection alone, it really does look like Asch is making faces at himself in the mirror.
He smiles. Good god, Asch is smiling. Is there a meteor heading for Luceti, because now the world is going to end.
He sticks out his tongue and crosses his eyes next. Did the Malnosso base just freeze over?
He grins at himself because good lord, this is funny, and then he tries something else.
He bares his teeth and scowls, even making a growling noise.]
Rrrrr...!
My name is Asch, I can't smile and I need friends.
[He's even got the voice perfectly. He keeps it up, putting his hands on his hips to growl and makes faces at himself some more, completely unaware of just how much the journal is catching.]
It looks like Luke's in front of the mirror on his closet door. Or is it...? That hairstyle looks like someone else's, which Luke was able to achieve with just some water and pushing his bangs back a lot. Conveniently, the journal's positioned in a good enough position so that one can see his reflection. Sure enough, by the reflection alone, it really does look like Asch is making faces at himself in the mirror.
He smiles. Good god, Asch is smiling. Is there a meteor heading for Luceti, because now the world is going to end.
He sticks out his tongue and crosses his eyes next. Did the Malnosso base just freeze over?
He grins at himself because good lord, this is funny, and then he tries something else.
He bares his teeth and scowls, even making a growling noise.]
Rrrrr...!
My name is Asch, I can't smile and I need friends.
[He's even got the voice perfectly. He keeps it up, putting his hands on his hips to growl and makes faces at himself some more, completely unaware of just how much the journal is catching.]
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Okay. Get ready.
[ A moment or two later, a corridor will blossom into life in the middle of his room. ]
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Heeeeee might have to get back to you later.]
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When she gets to his room, it's empty, but ... is ... that ... blood on the floor ... ? ]