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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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[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

From the looks of things, I'm already lost, so I fail to see how worse it can be to wander around.

[scionofhispower]

Never know what you'll run into in this place.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

Hmph. Don't know why you care.

[scionofhispower]

I never said I do.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

You're putting a lot of effort into something that you don't.

[scionofhispower]

You call this effort?

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

I sure as hell wouldn't go out of my way to talk to you.

[scionofhispower]

You passed by, you were talking to yourself, I pointed out you were observant. No effort.

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

Let's make this even more effortless and cut this conversation short before I decide to go back on my promise.

[scionofhispower]

[just raises an eyebrow at him]

[ameasuredstrike.livejournal.com]

[ clicks his tongue and starts walking off. ]