[replica model] • LUKE FON FABRE (
fabrecation) wrote2012-02-06 07:56 pm
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024 [Voice/Video]
[When the journal opens, there's a redhead who looks as if he wants to do nothing more than climb into a bed and sleep. A good explanation for that should show itself just as he opens his mouth to speak.]
Hey –
[Because he suddenly lurches forward and coughs harshly, though he tries ducking out of view of the camera. There's a slight sniffle before he leans in again, just after he wipes his mouth and nose with the back of his hand. His cheeks are slightly flushed, too, with signs of a fever.]
I'm back. Anyone know what day it is? [And he ducks his head again to cough, though not quite as hard as before. As for the question? Because he'd really like to know how close it is to that accursed Valentine's holiday.
... But now that he's got that journal open, he pauses, looks off with an expression of uncertainty towards the village and flexes his left hand, then squints slightly as he works on a filter. Ugh, it's hard to work with this stupid foggy ache in his head. Yet he knows that it'd be dangerous otherwise, especially with the topic of his questioning.]
[Filtered to Jade... and Dist//100%]
Could you take a look at me when I get back to the village? Something happened to me back there... [He does hate getting examined, especially for medical reasons. But this is extremely important.]
Hey –
[Because he suddenly lurches forward and coughs harshly, though he tries ducking out of view of the camera. There's a slight sniffle before he leans in again, just after he wipes his mouth and nose with the back of his hand. His cheeks are slightly flushed, too, with signs of a fever.]
I'm back. Anyone know what day it is? [And he ducks his head again to cough, though not quite as hard as before. As for the question? Because he'd really like to know how close it is to that accursed Valentine's holiday.
... But now that he's got that journal open, he pauses, looks off with an expression of uncertainty towards the village and flexes his left hand, then squints slightly as he works on a filter. Ugh, it's hard to work with this stupid foggy ache in his head. Yet he knows that it'd be dangerous otherwise, especially with the topic of his questioning.]
[Filtered to Jade... and Dist//100%]
Could you take a look at me when I get back to the village? Something happened to me back there... [He does hate getting examined, especially for medical reasons. But this is extremely important.]
[action]
Please, let this be nothing more than a side effect of the Malnosso forced him to do, don't let this turn into what was happening back in Auldrant, where it could very well be too late. Luke deserved to live out his life in Luceti as he wished after all he had been through, or will go through.]
[action]
He's tempted to let Xion take him home, but he decided to walk. Now that he's strong enough, now that he's composed himself enough, he'd rather walk and take the time to think. Plus, Tear might still be waiting for him...
So, he makes his way outside, doing his best to keep a straight face. He might still seem pale and weak, the former due to the news, but he tries. He tries to look okay as he looks around, wondering if Tear's still here.]
[action]
So when she hears Luke come back out, there's a feeling of relief in addition to a rejuvenation of her worry as she stands up to go meet him.]
[action]
Eh heh. Good thing he's already red in the face thanks to his illness. Once they're close to each other, Luke glances away and runs a hand through his hair. If she looks hard enough, he might see that hand trembling just slightly, but he hopes to cover it up.]
Uh... hey. [What is he supposed to say? What can he say to push her worry away?]
[action]
If only she could focus her mind on anything but his face, the traces of fever and how tired he seemed. It's this wandering gaze that makes her notice his trembling hand, stretching out her own to it in that natural instinct to help stave away the fears of whatever it was he had been told in there, of what was plaguing his mind.]
[action]
Dist just... said it was some kind of weird sickness. [Well, it wasn't... a lie entirely, but also not the full truth.]