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[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[Sitting on a bench to enjoy the pleasant weather the Dressing room has been having, Luke is lightly tapping a pen against his cheek, thinking. His diary was sitting on his lap.]

Man...wonder how everyone else is doing back home.

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[veiledtamarix.livejournal.com]

[It was Luke! She wasn't suppose to ever forgive him, but she had to tell him he was wrong. She saw Ion and he was alive.]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[la la la, Luke's minding his own business right now till he sees her] You're...

[veiledtamarix.livejournal.com]

[She hides part of her face behind her stuffed animal.] Uh. Luke... you were wrong. I saw Ion, why did you tell Arietta you were too late to safe him?

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

...What do you mean?

[veiledtamarix.livejournal.com]

Arietta talked to Luke and he told her he could not safe Ion. [It was simple for her, you were Luke. You just look too much like the first one she met for her to tell the difference.]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

...I don't remember telling you that. Maybe you're mistaking me for another Luke because Ion was fine before I came here.

[veiledtamarix.livejournal.com]

Another Luke? [She edges a little closer.]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

Yea...there's a lot of us here.

[veiledtamarix.livejournal.com]

...a lot. More replicas?

[obsidianmotion]

[ Dun dun.. Dun Dun.. Are you getting that spine-tingling feeling, Luke? Someone familiar is lurking about. ]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[FFFFF oh fudge. He does not like that feeling, eyes wandering as he figures out why he felt like he was being watched.]

[obsidianmotion]

I doubt they miss your presence, replica. [ The voice comes from behind Luke and off to the side where another redhead lingers in the shade. ]

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[starts, standing up abruptly with his diary falling to the floor. He looks in the direction of the voice and sees him] ...maybe so, but I feel bad for leaving Guy alone. He did wait for me.

[obsidianmotion]

[ Walks out and around the bench to pick up the diary, thumbing through it with little interest. ] How interesting your life must have been.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

...[reaches out to swipe it back] It didn't get interesting until a few months ago.

[obsidianmotion]

[ How cute. He smacks Luke's hand away, holding the book above his head. ] When you caused the deaths of thousands of people?

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

...

Give it back.

[cheagle-luver.livejournal.com]

I see you still have your diary.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

[he looks up at her and smiles] Yea...I haven't really been writing in it though, since we got separated from everyone.

[cheagle-luver.livejournal.com]

That seems odd. You used to always write in it.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

Yea well...not a whole lot has been happening since we left home.

[cheagle-luver.livejournal.com]

I suppose that's true.

.... You don't seem like yourself.

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

...Just been thinking a lot. Wondering how everyone else is doing back him. Especially Guy...after everything, he still came back for me.

[cheagle-luver.livejournal.com]

Are you still thinking about that?

[shishaku-luke.livejournal.com]

Well, we haven't been home in a long time. I'm starting to forget people that I haven't seen in a long time.