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*sup. a new Luke's popped into the dressing room, and it seems like wings have become the new fad, because he's got two rather large wings attached to his back. and he also seems to be carrying a gold staff- after every few steps, a dull thud would be heard.*

Asch... Where have you disappeared off to now...?

((yo. he be an angel gaaaaiz. SOL, THIS IS MY ATTEMPT AT A HAPPY CHARACTER. ISH. >>))

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"Another"? How many are here?

To my knowledge, you make three.

...Three in one place. Interesting.

What's so interesting about that?

*smiles and flaps his wings once, tossing up a few feathers* Nothing. I suppose you know I'm Luke, then.

[ eyes a feather that falls down in front of his face. ] Yep. Would like to know why you're molting in my room, though.

Ah... That always happens... *kneels down, picking up the fallen feathers* I apologise.

[ waves his hand dismissively. ] No big deal. I'll take care of it later. It's curious how you lose feather yet I don't.

*stands up, observing his wings* ...

[ they be tiny little silver things that are almost always moving. ]

... They're small...

[ sighs and closes his book. he isn't going to get any reading done this way. ] Yes, Luke, they're small.

*gently touches one* Never seen them this small... or this colour.

[ clucks his tongue at the attention, trying to fold them flat against his back. ] Yours are the largest I've seen.

*laughs quietly, still petting his wing... or trying to* Well, I wouldn't be able to fly with anything smaller.

Hmph. I can't get off the ground with these. [ backs up, gently brushing his hand away. ]

Would you like to know what it feels like?

... [ considers it for a moment, then shakes his head. ] I'll keep my feet on the ground, thanks.

It's really fun. I won't drop you.

I'll pass.

...why do you have wings?

... Fly with me. Then I'll tell you.

...only if flying with you isn't some kind of courtship ritual.

*laughs again, holding out his hand* Of course not.

Fine. [ takes his hand grudgingly. ]

*leads him to the window, and opens it* Hold onto my hand as tightly as you can. *jumps out the window, tugging Asch with him*