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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 lawd help her

that was

so

gross.

she breaks down in giggles, curling up slightly with her hands over her mouth before she regains control of herself and stretches out again, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, blushing and laughing at the same time. ]

Luke! You can't just throw it on the floor...

[ Though clearly she has no intention of letting him get up to do anything about it. ]

[And he can't help it - as soon as she breaks into giggles, he does too, eyes shut and wrist over his forehead. He's still out of breath, and there's still a pleasant sensation through his body, so his laughter is quiet and warm.

Once he feels Xion's arms around him, Luke opens his eyes and moves the arm closest to her, sliding under her neck and winding around her shoulder to hold her against him.]

It's okay, I'll pick it up later. [That was gross, though. 8( Now, though, he leans his head enough to brush their noses together.] Right now? I don't want to move.

[ She hums warmly and nuzzles him, at least until he turns his head. Then she brushes a gentle kiss against his lips. ]

Me neither... I think I could fall asleep like this.

[ Despite how gross they both are. She doesn't care. She feels the same way as him - satiated, warm, comfortable, happy... she'd stay like this forever, if she could.

She shifts a little, and in so doing seems to notice something. She looks down at her body, then lets her head return to the pillow and laughs. ]

You left marks on my leg!

... I did?

[And here he was just about to agree on the sleeping thing. Luke lifts his head and shoulders up to see, then lets his head return to the pillow, a smile on his face despite his wide eyes and surprised expression.]

I - jeez, I'm sorry, I... At least you can hide those? [Unlike other marks they've given each other since they both started to be physically intimate. Ahem.]

[ Laaaaaughs. ]

I don't know how I'd explain them! I'll have to make sure I wear long skirts and dresses for a little while. [ Grinning at him a little teasingly, tilting her head up to kiss his cheek. ]

[Luke isn't sure whether to feel guilty or just amused. But with Xion laughing and kissing him like that, it's hard to feel too guilty. Not when she's enjoying herself so much.

He grins at her in return and tilts his head to kiss her nose.] Just say you felt like it, or something. [And he moves to nuzzle her hair, only to realize something. Something that makes him let out a puff of laughter in her hair and tilt his head down instead, to rest his forehead against hers.] Your hair's so messed up.

Huh? [ Rolls her eyes upward, trying to catch a glimpse of it. She can't bring a hand back to touch her hair, so she just kind of has to take his word for it. Still, a bit in retaliation, she muffles his hair, too. ]

You always like putting your hands in my hair... it always looks silly after! Jeez. I don't feel like getting up to fix it. [ Wiggles herself a little closer to him. ]

I'm not complaining.

[He finally moves his free hand to stroke her hair, trying to at least smooth down some of the strands that are sticking up. As he does so, he finds himself locking eyes with her again, just as they did when they first started this. Her eyes are so, so blue... He's always found them pretty, even when they first met. Now, he can easily get lost in them.

And he does now. He idly strokes her hair now, as he lays there peacefully and lets thoughts pass through his head. Finally, after a long moment, he speaks up quietly, his tone full of warmth.]

We actually did that.

[ She settles into the silence herself, watching him in turn. A small smile remains on her face the whole time. She just loves him so much. Ever since that day, really... the first time he held her in his arms, the first day she really looked into his eyes. The day each found out what the other was. She's always loved his warmth, his strength.

Her face pinks just a bit when he speaks up again. But her smile curls a bit at the edges. ]

I know... I was so nervous when I asked. But ... I'm glad I did. That was ... that was amazing.

It really was. [His cheeks redden a little as well, even as his smile grows.] It felt like... Like it was just the two of us, you know? Just us and... [The blush on his face only spreads, and he glances away as he makes a little noise in his throat. They just had sex and he's still a little shy about it.

But once he gets a hold of himself, he looks at her again, and - he can't even be sly. He just lets his lips quirk up in a small, hopeful smile.]

Do you think... sometime later, we could... do that again?

[ She blushes in kind. She should have expected the question, really -- if only because she was thinking it herself -- but hearing it aloud is still...

After a moment of surprise, a smile works its way back onto her face, bashful though it is, and she curls up a little tighter beside him. ]

Yeah... yeah, we can. Hehe... I guess I should be prepared to stay the whole night, huh?

Yeah... heh heh. [He smiles, too, as he finally moves his other hand to brush the back of his fingers along her cheek.] I mean, at least you've got pajamas. I can probably sleep in what I've got, but if we're staying for a while...

[Of course, tomorrow after he cleans up, he promised several people that he'd eat with them, or have tea. He isn't sure how he's going to do that with his inability to taste anything, but he'll sure try. After that, though? He'd sure like to stay here with her for a little longer.]

At some point I'll go home... just to get a few things. But maybe later. [ She settles against him, as if she might doze off.

How satiated are you after all that, Luke? Enough not to care about boobs squishing up against you? ]

[Pretty damn satiated, seeing how he settles back and tilts his head to rest his cheek against her hair, not even caring about boobs being squished up against him. Well. It's not that he doesn't care. But he sees it more as a close and intimate action rather than arousing.]

Later sounds good.

[ Good, because she is definitely more inclined to pass out right now than re-engage in sexy times. In fact, she doesn't really reply - only giving him a soft hum of assent before her breathing evens out.

Later. There's always later. ]

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