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[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

[ Emerging from one of the many identical buildings is Luke, too busy looking through a letter in his hand to notice the sudden change in scenery until he crumples the paper up and chucks it to the ground to stomp on it. He then takes approximately two steps before glancing around at the strange area. ]

...this is isn't Baticul. What the hell..

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[scionofhispower]

Hn. At least I can't say you aren't observant.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

I'm not some incompetent mor--

...there's a face I hoped never to see.

[scionofhispower]

Hm.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

And what brings the illustrious number one son here?

[scionofhispower]

[raises an eyebrow] You must have me confused with someone else.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

Hah! There isn't anyone besides the two of us.

[scionofhispower]

If that's what you'd like to believe.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

It's what I know to be true.

[scionofhispower]

Must be nice to think that everything fits into the small world that you know.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

Glad of you to take notice.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

[ oh, look it's himself. holdonasecond. that's not right. ]

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[Oh, is it another him?] ...Newcomer I presume?

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

[ he thinks so. ] ...if this is somehow not Baticul, then yeah.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

Get use to seeing yourself. There's a handful of Lukes here.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

You have got to be shitting me. Isn't that other idiot enough?!

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

[ sighs and looks around again. ] Where is this?

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

[ she looks remotely familiar. ] I am.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

Look, I have no damn clue who you are and I care even less. We're both lost and I need to hurry back to the manor.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

It's my prerogative, girl. And you better start believing it, I don't know you.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

The princess isn't a shrimp like you, girl. Never said I was a citizen of Kimlasca neither.