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[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*ffffff tired Luke is tired, and, for some reason, is sleeping on a branch of a tree. Trees are comfy. Wake him up?*

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[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

A-ah...

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*sleeeeeeeeeeeeeepinnnng*

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

... Ah...Mister Wingman high...

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*throw something at him. he's, like. dead asleep.*

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

Ah!

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*wakes up suddenly from the loud noise, and looks around before looking down, and at Lulu* ...?

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

A-Ah...Mister Wingman up high.

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

...Ah, so I am. *jumps off the branch gracefully, and smiles at him* Are you alright?

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

Lulu okay. What Mister Wingman doing up high?

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

Tree branches are strangely comfortable to sleep on.

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

Oh...

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*kneels down and wipes Lulu's eyes gently* We should get you cleaned up.

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

C-Cleaned...?

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

Your face is a little dirty.

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

A-Ah...Not dirty.

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*picks him up* Come on, I'll give you a bath.

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

N-No bath.

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

You don't like baths?

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

Bath bad. Lulu bad.

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

Did something happen?

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

B-Bath...bath hurt...Lulu bad.

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*pets his head gently* Shh. I won't hurt you.

[fragmentedbirth.livejournal.com]

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

I won't hurt you. I won't let those who hurt you touch you. I'll protect you, child.

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