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[It starts with a hum.

It isn't enough to be discernible. It may just sound like a buzz from an insect flying nearby ~~ready to be swallowed~~. Swatting at it would yield no results, though, seeing how the hum is coming from his head.

It turns into a whisper.

They aren't really words. They're snatches of letters, snippets of thought that pass through his unconscious mind. A wind, of sorts, as threads of the link begin to tie together and come alive once again.

It ends with words.

Weak, scattered and quiet, it seems to be a stream that passes through, from replica to original, words that pour from a sleeping mind to the newly formed link. It comes from the north side of the village, the complete opposite direction from where the link first faded into nothingness.

But it's there. It's there like a beacon, pulling, asking for him to be there.]

"here.

i'm here.

i'mherei'mhereaschaschaschcan'tmovecan'twhereareyou

help me"

He's alive.

And he's calling for him.]

[It's about two hours after the sun sets that the journal comes on, showing a familiar redhead looking away and rubbing the back of his neck. The area is somewhat lit, and it looks something like the front of Good Spirits. He just needed light, that's all.

The reason he can't look at the camera? Asch had told him that his death was announced over the journals. He had a right to know, after all. Here Luke had been hoping to just announce he was back like he went on vacation or something, sickness gone, health returned. But now everyone knows that he died.

There's probably a lot of people out there who are mad at him.

But he does finally look at the journal after a few seconds, and he gives a nervous little smile.]

Uh... hey. I'm back?

[He hopes to hear from at least two people. And if he doesn't, and soon, then he'll find them himself.]

((And a belated NSFW alert for the thread with Xion 8|b))

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[Oh what she's shoving him off

And

Oh no

Oooh no no no no SCREAM

NONONONONONONONONONONO

She knows exactly where to tickle him too, the jerk. Luke laughs, loud and uncontrolled, and scrambles away with one hand protectively over his abdomen and the other pointing accusingly at her.]

You - Stay back! I'm warning you!

[ Laughing hysterically. She ends up on all fours, grinning at him brightly and more than a little mischievously. ]

Oh yeah? Or you'll what? [ Crawls forward and menaces him with a hand! Wiggling fingers at the ready! ]

Or I'll...

[Someone didn't think this through.

...

...

The one thing that pops into his mind is to slide onto the bed on his side to grab a pillow, then sit up and hold it out as if he were holding some kind of shield.]

Use this!

[ ........

All she does is grab the other pillow. ]

You're on!

[ WHAP. ]

[OI.]

Oh, that's it!

[THWAP. Time to see how all of his pillow wars with Guy in the past paid off!]

Hahahahaha! [ She defends with the pillow, and then retaliates. ] You're going down!

[ PILLOW ATTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK

oh god they're totally messing up the bed

oh god they're beating the shit out of their pillows

oh god it's lucky they don't have neighbors because they are both laughing really loud

And she's just so happy. So stupidly, incredibly happy. ]

No way!

[PILLOW WAAAAAAAAAAAR

oh god he hasn't done this in years, but he's still laughing hard, still putting his all into this war. And he feels such happiness bubble into his chest, not just because this is fun, but from how much she is as well.

He can't imagine what his dying did to her. Yet here they are, laughing and playing and just enjoying each other without a care for the world.

After a moment of their battle, Luke judges where her next swing will be, and he moves his free hand to grab it and keep it still.]

Ha! Got you now!

[Time to toss his pillow aside to switch tactics: TICKLE ATTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK]

[ SHRIEEEEK SHRIEK SHRIEK SHRIEK ]

Noooo no no no! Luke!! [ LAUGHING SO MUCH LAUGHING

She tries to wriggle away from him. The best she can do is curl her legs up and plant her feet askance on his belly and hips and try to keep him away from her. ]

Give up!

[The move works, somewhat, except he's totally setting the last pillow aside to move her leg instead, at least letting him reach enough to just barely tickle at her sides. He'll let go after a moment, though; He remembers what happened when he tickled her at the beach. Luke would rather not be kicked in the face thanks to Kyoshi-instincts.]

Never! [ wiggle wiggle foot shove.

But then he lets go, somewhat to her surprise, and that gets her to lower her legs and curl them up between their bodies. She's left just lying there on the bed beneath him, and her smile turns quite gentle. ]

Welcome back, Luke.

[He's still chuckling to himself, silently amazed by the fact that he isn't tired. Just a month ago and he would've stopped early, just to lay there and breathe hard. Now? He's barely even breathing a little faster.

That doesn't stop his heart from doing so as he sees her like that, smiling in the way that always makes him melt a little. His own smile turns softer, and he leans forward while resting a hand on her knee.]

Thanks.

[Then he moves forward more, his other hand supporting his weight beside her shoulder, and he leans down to kiss her. It's warm and gentle, chaste yet deeply intimate. It's just the two of them right now... and nothing else matters in this moment.]

[ Oh, but does her heart skip a beat. It's been too long since they've been able to do this. Towards the end ... well, they spent time together, but touching was ... well. Neither of them was ever quite sure when a separation episode hit, and not only was it slightly dangerous, but a little horrifying, too. They hadn't touched nearly so much.

So to finally be able to return to normal like this... normal in a way things haven't been since February...

Xion lifts her hands, carding her fingers into his hair as she kisses him back. Gently, at first, but more insistent as she decides she wants more, wants to be closer to him. Eventually, her hands drift down to his shoulders, to tug. Come here. ]

[Luke had almost forgotten just how wonderful this felt. To be this close, to touch this way, to be with the young woman he loves more than anything else, especially after so long... It makes everything else that might be on his mind vanish completely, and for him to press closer, wanting more, so much more of this, of her.

He doesn't need to be told twice to come closer. He shifts more, aching to get closer -

But her bents legs are. Sort of still in the way.

So he breaks the kiss slowly, eyes heavy with all kind of emotions as he pushes gently to the side at her knee.]

Uh... [Words, Luke. Words. Words that he can't quite get a hold of right now.]

[ They have all the time in the world, here. Together. Alone. Healthy, alive, and most definitely willing.

Of course, then he stops, and she blinks, slowly returning to reality from the heady high of that kiss. ]

... oh! Sorry...

[ Somewhat sheepishly, she stretches her legs out, then spreads them a little, so he can crawl between if he wants. She does so only a little shyly. It's not like this isn't anything they haven't done before... so far, at least. ]

No, it's okay...

[Luke takes that invitation gladly, his hand leaving her knee as he shifts forward on his knees to get between her legs, and he only a little shyly lowers himself on top of her, still supporting most of his weight on his arm. It's not like they haven't been like this before... touching like this, at least.

Once he's settled, Luke kisses her again, slow and deep and sensual and passionate, and lets his fingers trail gently along the back of her neck, brushing aside a few strands of hair. They're so close, alone and together and alive and healthy, and Luke's finding himself getting lost in the sensations that are starting to show themselves.]

[ She makes a noise, soft and high and wanting, when he lowers himself down onto her. He's always so gentle, so careful, and he never feels too heavy on top of her. He's just -- everywhere, covering her, kissing her, every bit of him fills up her heart and her mind--

It's perfect. It's so, so perfect.

Without even thinking she slips her hands down to the hem of his shirt, teasing their way under and brushing back up over the bare skin of his back. She kind of just wants to take it off him completely. And it occurs -- it does -- that as he caught her in pajamas, she isn't wearing anything beneath her top.

Xion decided some months ago to come prepared. There are certain items hidden in the drawer next to the bed, items of a particular usefulness in particular situations. And she thinks of them now, and thinks of him--

And breaks off the kiss, briefly, wanting to ask but not even sure how to begin. There mere thought makes her blush up to her hairline, and she bites her lip. ]

[He lets out a quiet sound when she touches his bare back, breathy and wanting, and slides his hand over Xion's shoulder and down to her side. Luke's becoming more aware of the heat between them, the feeling of her against him, the sensation of her fingers against him, of the cloth still on their bodies. He didn't spend much time finding clothes to replace the New Feather pants - just a simple sleeveless shirt, loose pants and underwear, just something to get back home and find something better. And with her hands against him, he's finding that even those are a little too much.

When the kiss breaks, it takes him a moment to break himself out of the emotional high. He keeps his eyes shut for that moment, only to open them when he realizes that she isn't continuing. The look on her face makes a curious one of his own appear; the blush doesn't worry him so much, as this always makes them flustered. But she looks a little unsure, a little like she has something to say.]

Xion...?

I...

[ Wow. This is way more embarrassing than she thought it'd be, somehow. ]

I wanted to... could we... [ A beat. ] I thought... maybe--

[ Come ON, Xion. She pushes herself up on an arm, still biting her lip, looking into his face and his eyes and thinking, I want this. But saying it is weirdly mortifying, even though it has no reason to be!

Aaaaugh why is this so haaaaard

She leans up, her mouth hovering near his ear, and she tries again. A few attempts and no sound comes out, and she actually groans in frustration before she finally manages the words, low, in a murmur: ]

I wanted to... could we... go further? Like... all the way?

[ She stays close, if only so she can press the side of her face to his and hide her hideous, flaming blush. ]

[He lifts himself up a little on is hands and knees, just to give her room and to listen. Want to... what? Luke touches her cheek with his own as she gets near his ear, and he shuts his eyes as she mutters to him.

Further? All the way?]

[...]

[... wait]

[WAIT WAIT WAIT]

[FURTHER? ALL THE WAY?

...

ALL THE WAY?]

[IS THIS A THING HE REALLY HEARD HE'S SURE HE HEARD IT RIGHT BUT

BUT]

[Okay

Okay okay okay it

it's

it's not like he doesn't want to - GOOD GOD it's not like he doesn't want to, how many times has he been jerked awake at night thanks to STUPID SEXY dreams?

But... well... this is...

So after his COMPLETELY INTERNAL flail, he swallows to himself, then nudges her cheek again as he speaks.]

A - [And his voice cracked. Good job.] Are you... sure? I mean... [This is a big step. Very big. And - he really really REALLY wants to, but if she isn't quite ready, or unsure...]

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