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[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ Luke is seated, upside-down, in a large beanbag chair. the room he's in is a cross between a small den and a large bedroom, and appears to be what he's claimed as his own. the door is slightly ajar. ...he may or may not have adult-oriented intentions for anyone that wanders in. ] ...man, it's boring here.

[ did I mention that this is going to be NWS? ]

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[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[ have a disgruntled-looking version of yourself. wearing an expression similar to your own. ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ blinks. that expression is pretty funny from upside-down. he rolls over and rights himself. ] Lost?

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[ not amused in the least. in fact, the sight of Luke seems to have agitated him more. ] You might say that.

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ tilts his head slightly. how interesting. ] ...Might I also say other things?

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

If you so wish. [ he isn't going to promise Luke's safety, however. ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ raises his eyebrows ] ...You talk kind of funny, for one of us.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

You think I'm a pathetic dreck like you? Don't be insulting, replica.

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

... [ now that's a funny thing to hear out of your own face. snickers ] Having an identity crisis?

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

That is hardly the case here. I know exactly who I am despite the way I look.

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

Then you're perfectly aware of how crazy you sound when you say that. [ gives him an oddly inviting grin ]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

I fail to see how what I've said can be remotely considered "crazy". Move your ass, trash. [ sharing your seat, whether you like it or not. ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

Given it's normally an Asch thing to say? You look like you're pretending to be someone else. [ doesn't move, but certainly doesn't protest, either. ]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[ shoves him over to make room. ] Again, I have no need or desire to pretend to be something inferior.

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

--hey! [ shoves back ] I don't recall inviting you to sit in my chair.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[ gives him a piercing glare. ] I don't need an invitation.

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ Luke's shaking. really. e__e; ] You're so completely and utterly terrifying. [ shove ] Get off.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

Shut up, dreck. [ tries to shove him off again. this body is so sissy. ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ shooove ] You shutup.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

I'll beat the shit out of you. [ takes a swing at his face. ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ leans just out of reach ] I'd like to see you try.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

You're hardly worth the effort. [ which is why he's going to yank the beanbag out from under Luke now. ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ which is going to send him over backwards in a roll, and when he sits up he's irritated ] Okay, not cool. [ pounce! ]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[ growls, grabbing at his coveralls and trying to shove him into a solid piece of furniture. ]

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[ coils into a ball, placing his feet on either side of Luke's collarbone ] Ah-ah, bad idea. [ tries to unspring, in hopes of knocking the other away from him ]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[ and he goes right over the beanbag in a very indignant manner. ]