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[Sitting under a shady tree is the very same old world looking Luke with the thick English accent. He's currently surrounded by what looks like an art project. Little opened bottle of paint, some feathers, beads and fakes jewels rest beside him and before him are many fabric masquerade mask in various colors. Though what seems to be holding his attention are the glitter pens. The store owner recommended them but boy still wasn't sure what for... These mordern art tools were a little different from what he's used to, so he's been gazing at it thoughtfully for quite sometime now. It was an odd sort of pen, nothing like a quill and was filled with shiny dust.]
Looks like something a pixie would make...
[Gives the plastic pen and jumps when some of the dust squirts out and lands on a mask.]
Oh, bugger...

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Sounds as though you think a great deal more than most of the Lukes -- with short or long hair. That is to say nothing of your accent. [ Seats himself on the ground, drawing a leg up to his chest. He'll just ignore the whole question of how he got the wings. ] Just what do you mean by something being off with me?
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Hm, I wouldn't be surprised. Most of the other Lukes I've encountered ranged from slightly mad to out right nutters. And what of my accent? [Huffs a bit thinking he‘s planning to make fun as well.]
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[ Can't help but snort into the sleeve of his shirt at that description of the replicas. And so much for his question. ] I had never heard one like it before. Nothing against you.
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I see... yes, I do seem to confuse many of the residents with it. [Leans back to rest against the tree trunk.]
And I couldn't really say what feels off about you. Maybe it's because you feel alive...
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... [ You get a look like you're an idiot for that one, Luke. ] What kind of moronic statement is that? Do you often fraternize with zombies or the like?
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Oh, gah, no! I avoid zombies and voodoo. Nasty stuff... [Makes a face.] No, most of my time is spent with a vampire version of you.
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...a vampire. Wonderful company you keep, though I fail to see how that differs from zombies.
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[Looked pleased for a moment until he said that.] He's nothing like those things. Vampires have free will, they choose who or what they feed on they don't just attack mindlessly. They speak, have memories and can feel. They’re wonderful company indeed.
[Snatches the feather back from him and sticks it roughly to the mask.]
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Then I will have to take your word for it, as I have yet to meet any bloodsuckers that are not a form of monster. [ Reaches out to pat him on the head. ]
My apologies for having upset you.
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Hmph, most are only monsters if you treat them as such. [Shakes his head when he's pat.]
Hn, it's nothing unexpected I suppose. It's just never nice hearing people bad mouth something they don't understand... [Settles down again and starts making swirl designs on the mask with gold glitter.]
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Is this for some special occasion or just for fun? [ Takes up a blank mask and holds it in front of his face. ]
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[Looks up when he takes a mask and smiles faintly when the Angel starts to play. Stupid Asches weren't supposed to be so cute dammit.]
A bit of both. It’s holiday in my world. All hallows eve. A spooky holiday where you can pretend to be who or whatever you want to be for a day.
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[ Gives a subtle nod and places the mask on the ground to arrange decorations on it. ]
A fascinating idea for a holiday. I wonder if anyone from my world would be interested in it...
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[Smiles and rolls some glitter pens in his direction.] Any ideas on what you'd like to be?
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[ Grins, growing quiet for a minute while he thinks. ] Going as myself would scare most.
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[Raises a brow.] Yes, your fluffy little wings are quite fearsome. [Chuckles and holds up the finished mask.]
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[ Said wings puff out indignantly. ] Very nice. What do you plan on being?
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Don't know yet. But this one is for you, Angel.
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[ Leans back and just blinks for a long while before taking the mask from him. ] For me? [ And... "Angel"? ]
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Mhmm, it was inspired by you so it's meant for you. [Pulls another blank mask over.]
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[ If he were the type, Asch would be blushing about now. ] ...thank you. [ Well now, he'll just have to return the favor and make one for Luke. Hmm... Yellow works. ]
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[Just waves him off and starts gluing some red feathers to the black mask he has, shaping them like cat ears.]
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[ Using feathers to make an animal shape? Very clever. He sets the mask down and cuts an equal length of yellow, red, and green ribbon, then begins to braid them together. ]
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[Watches him a moment in silent curiosity.]
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Quite the opposite. Yet that does not stop him from being an idiot.
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