abyssdressing | Intro; away from the sun

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Intro; away from the sun

If anyone bothers to head outside, there's a Luke leaning against a tree. He looks between being conscious and passing out though. There are small wounds scattered across his body and cuts in his clothes-- A hand twitches and if you look close enough, you can see through him to the tree at some points anyway. He breathes softly ad his eyes crack open. Even though he can't make out the images, he can feel sunlight. Isn't that a good sign?

"...Did.. Did it work?"

[ooc:^{Check out the journal for the information on this guy. Trying it out just to see where it goes. Feel free to ask questions?}]

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[ What. Did he honestly just say what she thought she heard? Without turning around she stops abruptly, clenching a fist at her side. How could he have ever agreed with Van? Maybe his was different from her own and most of the others she had met. She had to know. ]

...

You did? With killing everyone..?

He shakes his head at that part, eyebrows furrowed with frustration. "I never agreed with that part! Just... The idea that the score should be..." He mirrors her movement with his own hand.

".. I was an idiot to think he was doing the right thing. I don't think like that anymore." He breathes as if he's been held underwater. Just thinking about what kind of idiot he was upsets him.

[ It takes a great deal of effort for her to not snap at him for having gone along with Van to begin with. She had seen the damage Van had caused to Tear, Asch, even Guy. Too many people were hurt by that one man. ] I guess if you don't follow him now, then you must have seen that there's no reason for his method of madness. The Score isn't absolute. Our existence is proof of that.

...come on. You probably should rest some more.

"I know... I know that now." Despite that, he believes his existence is because of Guy; had he decided to finish him off that night... Luke wouldn't have even have lived a full year. Shaking that thought away, he nods.

"... Sorry, again." He feels he's upsetting her.

You don't have to apologize for changing, Luke. [ She couldn't fault him for being as much a fool as she'd once been. Having already realized his mistake, what he needed now wasn't to be constantly reminded how he'd been deceived. It was trust. Mieu, Tear, and Guy's support was what allowed her to make it past taking so many lives. ]

...we're almost there.

He nods slowly as she signals their location. That's all he really feels like saying now. He's worried something else might slip out and have her upset. And Luke really hates that.

[ She offers him a small smile as she swings the door open and keeps it there, ushering him into the house with her other hand. She's not the most refined noble but there are some manners she was able to learn. ]

Did you need something to eat or drink?

Yay, someone else with manners~! He shakes his head, looking around. "To be honest, I don't feel really hungry or thirsty. Thanks though." His stomach feels light, but it's more of a prickly feeling than an empty one.

[ Manners are reserved for her parents, people she doesn't know well, and occasionally Asch. But it's so much fun to tease him. ] Ah, I guess not after everything that you've been through recently. [ Veering away from the kitchen, she leads him to living where she flops down onto a good sized sofa and kicks her shoes off. ]

Have a seat if you want.

And this is where we see how Luke's been raised by Guy. While half of him takes that as a cue to sit on the floor, he takes a seat on one of the single chairs, hands folded in his lap, legs up and on the edge of his seat.

"Thanks." He takes a look around and keeps his hands where they are-- Do what you're told, so Guy has told him.

No problem. [ The only part that really surprises her is the placement of his hands. She leans towards him over the arm of the sofa, an amused grin crossing her face. ] What's with sitting so formally?

Red colors his cheeks with embarrassment as she leans over and poses the question. Tilting his head back he moves his hand to the back of his neck, rubbing with a laugh. "Just how Guy taught me, I can't break the habit."

Heh.. That's Guy for you. Don't worry about it though, it's pretty cute. [ Her quiet laughter echoes throughout the vast living room. With his light-hearted attitude she's finding this kid to honestly be a riot to chat with. ]

He nods, trying to chase away the red on his face with a laugh of his own. It makes him a bit more conscious of how he sits but that's fine with him. Always has been. "R-Really? I always thought it was kind of silly but here am I am, unable to quit."

[ The manner in which she was raised is evident in her own posture; completely carefree and very much not feminine. Both Tear and Natalia would have something to say, that's for certain. ] Really! It's part of what makes you who you are. You shouldn't try to change unless you want to.

Oh where has he heard that before. Hmm. Giving a smile, he nods and leans back-- but just slightly. "Yeah, you're right!" He looks around for a little, then realizes something. He's curious.

"Hey, if this place is different from Auldrant, then what's your world like?"

[ Those are words that she holds very dear to her heart for obvious reasons. She blinks at his question and laughs again. ]

I'm from Auldrant too, though I can tell you about here and my world.

"That sounds nice, I'd like to know more!" He grins ear to ear, hands moving back to his legs and he pauses, puffing his cheeks out while in thought. He looks back up. "If that's fine you, anyway."

I don't mind if you keep your voice down. The more you know the better off you'll be, right? [ Makes a waving motion with her hand, resting further on the arm of the couch. ] One major point of this place is that things like the kitchen move around, so it's easy to get lost until you get the hang of things.

With a nod he closes his mouth but keeps the smile there. Head slightly tilted, he listens as she explains the mechanics of the kitchen. It.. moves? "... How?"

Wish I knew. If I had some idea on the way it worked, I wouldn't have gotten lost in just my bathrobe one time. That was damn embarrassing.

Notice how he's leaning back and lowering his head in an attempt to stifle his laughter. Since it's going not so well he offers a smile and shrugs his shoulder. "I probably wouldn't know what to do if it was me, everything work out though?"

[ She's laughing right along with him, leg kicking against her seat in an attempt to redirect her amusement. ] You probably would've stood there gawking at the people who stopped to gawk at you. Oh yeah, gave everyone including Asch an eyeful.

His face drops at the mention of the last part and he's red. Still laughing though at the image of how Asch would react that that. "Geeze, that's.. wow!"

No kidding! He's such a tease. [ It kind of dawns on her that's one embarrassing memory to recall around another version of herself, who'd she only just met, and she buries her face into her arms with a bark of laughter. ]

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Bedtime for me, g'night!

Night~!

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