abyssdressing | Intro; away from the sun

Entry tags:

characters: vindicatedchild

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?}]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"N-No, it's not that..." A shake of the head and he breathes in, softly. "I just... Why can't you face them again?" He looks to the side, unknowing his mouth has decided to speak for him again.

He looks up. "Guy... Was able to face me, even after everything he did. He took care of me.. and.. when.. I did really stupid things, he still thought he did worse, but.. because he was there, I was able to face everyone I thought was... against me." He smiles, a hand going to the top of his head.

"I mean-- Even if things happen and people change.. Why wouldn't you be able to face your friends again?" He talks too much when he gets started; don't let him continue.

...I haven't seen anyone I know from my world besides Asch in over four years. [ Explaining her fear is always the hard part about meeting people. She turns with her back to him, leaning against his chair. ]

The last time my friends saw me, I was seventeen and a guy. But that Luke died at Eldrant. I'm not the same person anymore. [ Her gaze drops to her hands where she's playing with something on the left one. ] A lot has happened in that time, people here are counting on me. Not to mention I don't know if they'll accept the choices we made since then. Father especially...

[ Makes her way towards the stairs leading upward, gesturing with a hand for him to follow. ]

He gets up and starts to follow, tilting his head. "... But..." He tries to think of something to say, something to comfort her or.. convince her otherwise. Maybe something.

"But... That shouldn't matter. Girl, guy-- even if that's true that shouldn't matter! You're still Luke Fon Fabre. And.. though I can't relate.." Hands fall to his sides and he takes in a breath.

"Is... it that important to you if they accept or not? Didn't you make these choices because you wanted to?"

You can probably understand a lot more than most. They'll be expecting the person they knew. I'm not that person...! I'm more than a defective replica than I was then. [ Stops at the top of the stairs and shakes her head, voice dropping as she waits for him to catch up. ] On most of them, yes, I did. But I.. I don't want to hurt mother, or any of them.

As she stops he's caught in the middle of the stairs, looking up at her. Taking a few more steps up he stays a few below her level and listens. "Why would you want to hurt your mom?" Notice he refers to hers only-- he didn't know Susanne long enough.

"Of course you don't mean to hurt people, but it.. sometimes you do... It's not your fault though." He looks down to his feet. "And the damage's not permanent." At least in her world.

He walks past her and glances through the hall. ".. There's.. a lot of rooms."

[ She stares down the hall with a small smile on her face. ] I wanted there to be plenty of room in case someone needed a place to stay. We had a lot of people several months ago... [ And off to the fart end of the hall she goes, peeking in the next to last room on the right and lowering her voice to a whisper. ]

Mother's been through enough. She shouldn't have to experience the trauma of finding one of her sons a girl and engaged to the other. And if I go back, there's the chance they'll try to separate me and Asch. I need him. ] [ At this point she doesn't wait for a response from him and hurries into the room which resembles a nursery with the light colors. Not to mention the crib situated against the wall. ]

Oh... Wait-- Her and Asch? It's a bit much to take in but he tries his best to comprehend, standing there for a few minutes as she walks towards one of the rooms. He lowers his head as he follows, wondering why she's gone so quiet.

"B-But... They can't do that, it's Asch. And you're yo--" He gets quiet as he looks in the room. It looks like it's suited for a... baby. He keeps his footsteps light as he walks over. "What.."

They tried to send me to my death before, so I wouldn't put it past them to try forcing us apart for a number of reasons. [ Her gaze falls and she shakes her head. Maybe she shouldn't say such things about her relatives, but she has to consider every possibility as if it were a reality. ]

[ Her smile returns as she looks down at the baby, brushing a hand lightly over his forehead. Hopefully she won't end up breaking the other Luke's brain too terribly. ] ...this is our son.

He nods slowly. Part of him wants to agree, the other part has no idea where to stand on that. Then again, people he doesn't know are always the enemy here, at least in his mindset.

The baby does throw him for a loop, and he almost shouts in surprise. He silences himself in time however and looks down, taking in a breath. "... He looks like you." That's a good thing to say, right? He can't say the baby looks like Asch considering he hasn't seen her's but... The words do come out. "And Asch."

He does. [ It is a good thing to say, and it makes her beam brightly at him. She's very happy with how her kiddo's hair flops the same way as hers but has Asch's coloring. It's like she can almost see Asch when he was little. ]

He's the main reason I don't mind staying here. We have a family, like we always wanted. This is a place we both can belong at.

"That's good.. Maybe it is better for you to stay here..." Maybe that's just him being a little biased with it. Taking in a breath, he stares for a few moments. "You're both happy here, so.. Maybe it is a good place."

[ A touch of sadness reaches her eyes as he smile falters for a brief second. ] It'll never be the same as Auldrant, though. I think Asch would like to go back someday to see Mother and Father again. But the thought of that.. it honestly scares me.

[ Gives her head a strong shake in hopes of dispersing her fears. There wasn't any real reason for her to be worried about that; she should be more concerned with leaving all the friends she made. ] I suppose it doesn't matter if there isn't a way to begin with.

There's always a way-- Luke knows this. He keeps it to himself however, and tilts his head to the side. "Live for now, don't worry about later." He brings a hand to scratch at his cheek.

"Best advice I was ever told anyway." He gives a small shrug. Oh Luke, so strange.

...you know, I like that advice. Now is all we have so why not make the best of it. [ She should know that better than anyone else. And you can't go wrong when you do what you can. ] Mind if I ask who gave you that advice?

The hand stays to his cheek as he gives a grin. "Guy did, when he wasn't going on about fontech or anything like that." Anything like that being trying to find a way to say he slaughtered the Fon Fabre manner, but we'll leave that out.

"I've been doing it so far-- hasn't let me down." The smile stays.

[ His answer nets a quiet laugh from her. ] That's exactly who I figured said it. It sounded like a Guy thing to say. He's always been the optimistic force that kept me going for so long.

"I'm guessing the Guy from your world and the one I know both keep an upbeat attitude ever since that night, huh?" The smile grows small. That night. He can't even remember, so why does he mention it.

Looking over to the crib, he admires the baby. "I don't think I've ever been this close to a baby."

[ Blinks, tilting her head a tad. That night? Maybe when Guy lost his family? Or when she was made. ] He said that for long time he wanted revenge, but I don't recall him ever showing that side around me or letting it pull his spirits down.

[ Oh so slowly she reaches down to pick up her child. ] Would you like to hold him? I don't mind.

He wanted it? Still? Luke's face scrunches up with some confusion for a moment or two. Guy got his revenge when he killed everyone in the manor, didn't he? However, part of him would rather it not be mentioned at that moment, with a baby and the other Luke in the room. There's a bob of the head and he turns into a deer caught in headlights with the question.

"A-Are you sure?" Nonetheless, he raises his arms to hold the baby.

I'm more than sure. I have a feeling I can trust you with him. [ If you can't trust yourself, who can you trust? Petting his tiny head once, she passes Aidan over and comes to stand beside him once certain Luke has him. ]

Trust the Replica, that's who you trust! ... Oh, wait. When the child is in his arms, a smile grows and stretches across Luke's face. This is pretty amazing for him, holding the baby gently, he looks over to the mother.

"I'm happy for you two, and the baby." They've barely met, and yet she trusts him enough to hold her child. That makes him feel better.

[ Seeing the smile on his face makes her warm inside and so... proud? Is that what she's feeling? The whole ordeal of having a child had made her leery of the baby when he was born, but now that all feels very long ago though he's not yet five months old. ] Thanks.. It's taken a long time to get to this point, but if we can find happiness I believe anyone can.

"Good thinking-- it can be contagious." He laughs and can feel his mood lightening dramatically; it really does seem to spread from what he's experiencing. Things don't seem as bad as they are when he keeps that mindset.

"Maybe if I tell Guy that, he'll actually start smiling for real."

It's one thing that I can stand to have going around more. Too many people have been down a lot lately. [ She blinks at him, voicing the question that had been nagging at her. ] Did something happen to your Guy?

"Huh?" He keeps his grip on her child strong so he doesn't end up slipping-- wouldn't want that to happen. Rocking the baby for a few moments, he wonders about it, and tilts his head to the right, eyebrows furrowed.

"... It depends, what was your Guy doing before everything happened? Everything being... All the things that led up to Lorelei's release." He means before-- did Guy raise her on his own? It doesn't look like he slaughtered everyone for her.

Intro; away from the sun

asfaljflka tl;dr?

Fffft. XD

: D

<3

!

no subject

no subject

no subject

THAT ICON DIDN'T WORK, OOPS.

HEE NO WORRIES.

: D!

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)

(no subject)