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[There's some irritated grumbling going on. Shuffle. Grumble. Shifting through leaves. Grumble. KICKING A TREE-]

Ow!

[... Grumble.

And now HI LUCETI, YOU'RE NOW SEEING THE BOTTOM OF SOMEONE'S FOOT. But it lifts up quickly, and in its place is a teenaged boy with short, scraggly red hair and green eyes staring curiously down at the journal. Aaand then it morphs an annoyed face.]

Man, this isn't even my journal... And where the hell did my shirt go?

[The person disappears and gives yet another grumble as he searches through some leaves... Then seems to resolve to find his way to the village, as his footsteps start to grow fainter and fainter. He may not know it, but he's going in the completely wrong direction of where he's supposed to go.]

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[Oh hey there's Guy-WHUMPF. Luke lets out an "Oof!" from the force of it - in fact he got tackled right off his feet. And-OW HIS BACK-Luke lets out a hiss from that. Doesn't hurt as much as Asch's fonic link did, but... wtf, did he land on MORE roots or something? But once the pain edges away... There is a Guy on top of him and hugging him really tight.]

Uh... [Guy's letter didn't sound like he missed him that badly, did it? He'll just. Slowly return the hug. He kind of missed him, too... Okay, he really missed him, so have a real hug.]

[Guy figures he can only get away with this for a little while, so once it grows uncomfortable he backs off, sitting back on his heels and just holding Luke out at arm's length, smiling. He at least has the decency to look a little sheepish about tackling Luke to the ground.

Sure, it maybe wasn't the return he was expecting back home, but...it would do.]

Sorry about that. But uh...you look like you're okay. That's good.

[Luke rolls his shoulders - jeez, his back hurts, especially after that. But he gives a sheepish smile of his own. He did miss Guy, and while he wasn't quite expecting a tackle hug, it did reassure him that Guy really missed him, too. And that... kind of feels nice.]

Yup. Didn't cut my foot open or anything, see? [TOE WIGGLES.]

Good job.

[Guy hesitates, then awkwardly scratches the back of his head.] You um...what's the last thing you remember, Luke?

Huh? [That came out of nowhere. But he'll answer it.] ... I was on the ferry going towards Daath. I just finished reading the letters you guys sent me. [GRIN] Walking rappigs, huh Guy?

[Erk. Let's distract Luke with some freakish news, huh?]

Luke, I guess you haven't noticed yet, but... [And he reaches over Luke's shoulder to touch one of his wings.]

[ALSDFKJJA'SDF

SLAPPING GUY'S HAND AWAY]

Guy! What gives, you-

[Wait.]

... What was that?

[Guy shrugged, then tilted his shoulder to give Luke a view of his own set of pale sky blue wings; this was one of his many shirts he'd altered with holes in the back, so they're in plain sight.]

You've got your own, you know.

[WHAT- Luke's mouth fell open right when he saw Guy's wings, and he's just about to point and state the obvious when Guy told him that he had them, too. After a split second hesitation, he twists around to look, and-

You know that pose you always do when a girl gets too close to you? Luke's doing that now.]

Wh-What the-?!

Weird little quirk about showing up here; everyone gets their own pair. You get used to them after a while, but take care of them because it hurts like hell when they get pulled or crushed.

[THIS ISN'T HELPING MUCH]

Here?! Guy, where the hell are we?!

[Pfft, fending off spazzing child now.]

Calm down, calm down; this place is called Luceti. Believe or not, it's not on Auldrant. It's some place completely different.

[FREEZES.

What he says next sounds so fearful and nervous that he says it in a whisper.]

Did- Did I screw up again?

[BECAUSE THESE THINGS ARE USUALLY HIS FAULT.]

No! [Guy is quick to dismiss that possibility; if Luke's from then, it's no wonder he'd blame himself first and foremost. Guy can't let him think this is his fault.]

No. No, you didn't. Everyone was brought here by something else entirely, hyperresonance hasn't got anything to do with it. There are people from entirely different worlds, so it's not you.

[Good thinking, Guy, because that notion slowly starts to disappear. Luke can imagine accidentally warping everyone to some other place just like the screw up he is, but worlds upon worlds? No way. He's not powerful enough. Which is a good thing. So, he looks visibly relieved to hear that, loosening the tension from his body and letting out a sigh.

...

But wait again.]

Different worlds?

Yeah. Different planets. I've talked to a bunch of other people; nobody even knows what fonons are.

But how- I mean, I guess I can see why... I didn't even know what fonons were for a while. [Because he was so stupid back then BUT MOVING ON] But how'd we all get pulled here? And how can a planet be so far away that they don't even know what fonons are?

[Guy sighs and shakes his head.]

I don't know. All the explanation we get on that is-

[Geez. This is going to take a while. Guy stands, and heads a few feet away to where he tossed the shirt and shoes, gathering them up to offer them to Luke.] Actually, let's walk and talk at the same time. Here.

[Oh thank goodness, shirt and shoes. He gladly accepts them and tugs them on, and hey, they fit perfectly! And even have holes for the wings, although he doesn't realize this until one of them slips through. This is so weird. Sooo weird. The other one won't cooperate as much though, and moving it hurts, so he'll just leave it as is.

Once he's done, he pushes himself up and dusts himself off.]

Okay... Where are we going?

[Guy -being the mother hen he is- will circle around and gently help that wing through the shirt since it would be a little uncomfortable otherwise.]

We're going to the house I'm living in so you can rest and have something to eat. Assuming you're tired and hungry, I mean.

[Careful with that wing D| Luke makes a face and thinks he will never get used to having those weird things, and then considers his state of being. Hmmhmm.]

I guess I'm a little hungry... [And Luke may not be very observant, but he still picked something up.] ... You've been living there?

[Shut up child, he's been dressing you for YEARS. He knows what he's doin'.]

Yeah. That's uh...part of what I wanted to talk to you about.

[As they head through the woods and toward House 5, Guy brings Luke up to date on everything he can think of (minus the parts about he and Asch being together). The Malnosso, their current situation, the fact that they were from different times...it's a lot to take in, so Guy tries to break all the news as gently as possible.]

[It is a lot to take in, and Luke's had to stop several times to absorb everything. He'd give an outburst, particularly during the parts about the Malnosso, and at points when everything would get to be too much for him. And different times... The temptation to ask what happens in the future is great, but he won't ask. He won't. It'd be like getting a Score reading, the very thing he was trying to oppose, from Guy.

Now, he walks in silence. It's all so much that he isn't sure what to ask first.]

[The silence is a little unsettling; never good, coming from Luke. That usually meant he was withdrawing into himself and mulling over things he shouldn't put a lot of weight on.

Guy nudged Luke's shoulder with his own.] Think aloud.

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