I Blame Plotbunnies

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[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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[engel]

If you must know, I believe being of service to the world as a whole, or at the very least your country, would give you greater worth.

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...

[falls quiet again for a long moment]

...I do not belong to Auldrant, and I am a stranger to Earth and Hueco Mundo... I feel I do not belong anywhere except with Szayel Aporro-sama.

[engel]

[ He gazed at Luke in silence with a strange mix of emotions for a moment, before waving him over with a hand. ]

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[Luke glanced back, raising a curious eyebrow, before stepping toward him.]

[engel]

[ No running now; Luke is getting pulled into a tight hug at the waist by the original that isn't his. ]

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[L-lets out an awkward noise, going rather rigid. He was familiar from this action from his time as a human, but such contact only served to confuse him now.]

Why...?

[engel]

[ Asch pressed his face against him, remaining quiet for a minute and just holding him. ]

It seems we've traded places. Now it's you who is without a place to return to...

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[Luke let out a small sound of recognition, relaxing slightly. Oh... that was what he meant.]

...you always had a place to return to. You just refused to accept it.

[As soon as the words left his mouth, he twitched, unaccustomed to speaking of events from Auldrant in such a way.]

[engel]

[ Asch snarled --or just groused, it was hard to tell-- at the familiar speech, his grip tightening. ]

It was your place. I wasn't about to take it from you.

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[Luke swallowed; these were memories that he no longer had a right to have, as he was no longer "Luke the Replica", but "Luke the Fracción". Now he was far, far too different from the original to even be considered a replica anymore.]

...yet I did not wish to see you suffering anymore. It... pained me.

[engel]

[ Asch shook his head, bringing a hand up to rest on the small of Luke's back. ]

My suffering didn't stop until after we fought at Eldrant and that short time was enough for me...

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...

[Luke felt something twist painfully in his chest, and it took him a moment to realize that it was some phantom pain in his pathetic human heart. He shook his head, pulling away and going back to his notebook, though he didn't write in it, merely placed his hands on either side of it on the counter.]

...please leave. I will call for you when I have some results.

[engel]

[ Asch came close to grabbing at the white coat as Luke moved away but stomped that urge down just as quickly as it had appeared and stood, taking a moment to compose himself. ]

.....very well. There is work I need to do anyways.

[ With that he strode from the room without so much as a backwards glance. How-- No, why did he have to become so attached to replicas that were suffering? Karma certainly was a bitch. ]