http://rendthescore.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] rendthescore.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] abyssdressing2009-01-27 05:06 pm

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[A mysterious Ion was wandering around the dressingroom, looking at the different houses and buildings. There's a dazed look on his face as he held his tuning fork staff in one hand and a knapsack on the other. There were dark patches under his emerald eyes, so he hadn't been sleeping properly in a while. A distant frown formed on his face. There was so much mixed fonon frequencies in one place and his head is disoriented and dizzy to figure out each individual frenquency.]

I'm lost. I will never find... [He paused as everything before him blurred out in his vision.] I'm feeling dizzy...

[Whoops, he slipped on a patch of ice and fell down, face flat on the ground of snow. Help the Fon Master out? He fainted right there.]

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ hoists him into his arms, hilariously bridal-style, and takes him inside to set him on a couch. he disappears briefly, returning with a covered mug of steaming tea for whenever Ion wakes up and a blanket, which he tosses over the Fon Master. he frowns at the bleeding bump, perched on the arm of the couch. he has a few gels, he'll give him one when he wakes up because Luke is fairly certain that any doctoring he tried to administer would just make it worse. ]

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ and fairly instantaneously, a mug of tea is offered to him. ] Scared the hell outta me, you know.

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ just frowns at him ] You oughta quit going out in this weather without supervision. You'll catch pneumonia.

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Luke doesn't quite realize who he's talking to. he sighs softly ]

Can't really fault you for that, but... Just be careful, okay?

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ lightly runs his fingertips over the bump on his forehead ] 's what it looks like. [ digs into a pocket and extracts a little bag. pulls a gel out of it and offers it to him ] Here.

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ pats the top of his head gently ] Not necessary. We're friends, remember?

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ quite. x) ] I am too. Although sometimes you're a pain with your need to do things that wind up with you passed out on a vat of ice. [ nudges him ]

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Dude you're the Fon Master. You don't have to try to be useful. You are by default.

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Faulty? Pfft. We wouldn't have gotten even half as far as we did without you.

[ Luke would be thoroughly alarmed by that psycho Ion. ]

...Thank you.

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ frowns ] What the hell makes you think you'd ever not be?

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ makes a face ] Do you honestly think you have to tell me that?

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
... At least you're not forced to be compared to someone bitchy like Asch? [ oh if only you knew, Luke. XD ]

[identity profile] replicaberry.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ presses his (own) eyebrows downward in an imitation ] He's constantly scowling. [ snickers ]