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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[A particular Luke has just wandered back into this place after quite a long time. A Luke with tiny gold wings on his back.]

This place...?

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[galddigger.livejournal.com]

[Hay winged!Luke, there's a winged!Anise coming your way. And because of those wings, she's got absolutely no qualms of oh, I don't know, tackling you in a glompattack of love.]

Luke! ♥

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

A-Anise!

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

Fancy seeing you here! Did you take a wrong turn somewhere, too?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

I guess so... opened the door to my house and here I was.

I never expected to see you here.

[galddigger.livejournal.com]

Yeah, the same thing happened to me! Well it's happened a couple of times. It's really weird.

I didn't expect to see you here, either! Well, not you-you. There's a lot of Lukes here, anyway!

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Keep going in an out of this place?

I remember there being a lot of different versions of me here... I wonder who's still here.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke was going about his usual routine of scribbling away in his notebook, when he caught sight of the wings. His expression darkened almost immediately, realizing they were attached to a Luke and not the Asch that had come into his favor. So... this had to be his "Luke"... he did not like that, and an emotion he recognized to be jealousy rose in his chest. His expression lightened, but the malice behind it did not as he approached, a sneer on his face.]

Did you not expect to find yourself here?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Not really...

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[This version of yourself definitely isn't like the others, if the bone mask on the left side of his face was any indication. Not to mention the cruel look seemed like it was more at home on a Van's face then a Luke.]

Such a pity. It seems this place draws us in at the most inopportune times.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Never thought this place had very good manners. It's okay though... not like I was going anywhere in particular.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Truly?

[He started circling the other Luke, taking him in like a cat would its prey.]

Perhaps you would not mind entertaining me then...

[engel]

[ Somebody will just be over here, staring. ]

......

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

....

[engel]

.....

[ His expression remains impassive until right before he turns, pushing off enough to glide away swiftly. ]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Wait!

[engel]

[ Luke had better be prepared to keep up; he's gotten a great deal better at this. ]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Do you need help...?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Hm? Oh no, I think I'm okay....

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Are you sure?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Yeah... I've been here before.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Aren't you supposed to be a girl?

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[Y'know it'd figure you'd come back this way when I fail at paying any attention to the community. Gosh, Kris. ♥ By the way we're recognizing your wings and tilting our head a little at your distinct male-ness.]

...Guess 'sweetheart' would be a bad choice of nicknames now, wouldn't it?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

.... probably.

[highmaintanance.livejournal.com]

[A++.]

...well shit, then I dunno what the hell to call you. [Props a hand on his hip and scruffs his own hair.]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

As long as it's not "Thing", I'll be fine.