I Blame Plotbunnies

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Well hello there, ADR, there's a new Luke out and about. Though this Luke is drastically different from your typical replica, if the partial bone mask on the left side of his face is any indication. Stare at it all you want, he wont pay you the time of day unless you actually say something. His nose is buried in a notebook he's balancing in one hand, and scribbling away furiously at with another, murmuring to himself as he writes.]

...similar atmospheric composition to Earth. Obvious support of carbon-based life forms, though surprisingly little established settlements...

[He obviously needs to be bothered.]



[[ooc: Anyone that stalks my journals saw this coming. :| Skyla here with a deliberate AU/Crossover-with-Bleach fracción!Luke; read his journal for information on his background. Hopping plot bunnies may make me write out his entire story, so if you want to read it, feel free to watch his journal.]]

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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Well. Ow. That hurt. Only not really. Luke reached up, brushing a fleck of dust off of his white coat, before pressing the attack, his sword clashing loudly with Asch's.]

[sacredremains.livejournal.com]

[Holds Luke back best he can and tries not to loose his footing under the pressure. Sword clash once more and some sparks fly when he nearly looses his grip on his sword. If he really was part arrancar then mere sword play wasn't going to get him out of his face.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[No Asch, no it's not, especially when Luke really had no interest in fighting fair. His sword slid down along Asch, his elbow cracking against his face.]

[sacredremains.livejournal.com]

[Ow! Dammit, that actually hurt! Stumbles back some and does loose grip on his sword as he falls back on his backside. God how he hated Arrancars. Besides his waifu... sometimes.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke let out a bored sigh, disappointed that the fight was over already. He stepped toward him, his foot fall not changing, but when his left foot descended down on Asch's sword, it crushed the metal beneath it.]

A pity. I had hoped you would be a challenge.

[sacredremains.livejournal.com]

[Twitches when his sword is bent and glares up at him not looking afraid, just ANNOYED. Stands back up with a growl and starts charging for a hyperresonance.]

Tch, shut up.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Stops and sighs; honestly, his sonido wasn't that fast. He had to have realized that was what he had done the last time, right?]