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[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[hokay. so. here we have Luke, sitting outside, under a tree, with his notebook in his lap. and what is he doing? he's sketching out a drawing of a cute little robin that had flown by and landed right in front of him. and he's trying not to make any movement to scare it away...

but by all means, please. drop by to say hello. 8D]

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[engel]

[ FUFUFU. Asch recognizes which Luke this is and, had it not been for the bird he was enamored with, would have tossed a balled up piece of paper off the dreck's head for kicks.

Instead, he'll lean against a tree nearby, smiling to himself. ]

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[.... do you still have that ball of paper Luke chucked at you? if you do, you are a sad man.

no i'm kidding. but Luke doesn't notice him just yet, but just tries to sketch out most of the bird before it flies away...]

[engel]

[ Hey, just because Asch might have tossed it in a pile with the other assorted notes he had gathered doesn't make him sad. Or pathetic. Slightly neurotic? Maybe.

Until that bird leaves of its own accord, this pigeon won't move from his spot, taking in the surroundings. Nobody said he was fun. ]

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[sad, sad man. 8|

Luke moves slightly into a more comfortable position (his butt was getting numb), but the birdie caught the movement, and flies away. Luke holds out a hand as if to try to stop it... but slumps back against the tree trunk. damn. and he was almost done, too.]

[engel]

[ Oh shut up. B|

D'aw... Why do you have to be so damn cute, Luke? Asch hears the flutter of wings that aren't his own and glances back, staring a moment before pushing off the tree and wandering over beside Luke, arms crossed as usual. ]

Do you draw the wildlife often?

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[Luke jumps slightly at the sudden voice and looks up at Asch. he smiles softly, and nods.]

[engel]

[ Hope he doesn't mind that Asch is going to take a seat beside him, wings fluttering help with balance. ]

It only makes sense, I suppose, when you use a pen or pencil most of the time.

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[of course not! the more the merrier! Luke taps his notebook gently before handing it to Asch, as if inviting him to look through the pages. most of it is filled with drawings of various wild animals, and flowers, but there are some sketches of people he's seen around the dr.

also, ignore the tic tac toe games hidden in the pages. Luke gets bored easily.]

[engel]

[ Why you gotta be so precious, dreck. Asch's eyes go from the notebook to Luke for a few seconds until he realizes that the replica is giving him the okay to check out his work. Carefully, so as not to damage the pages or smudge any of the drawings, he thumbs through and stops at each page. Not being much of an artist himself, what Luke has done leaves him suitably impressed. And somewhat guilty for picking on him, when he catches sight of the tic tac toe boards. So childish. ]

...have you been practicing for a long time?

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[Luke tugs at the corner of the notebook and slides it over to him, before scribbling in small writing]

"More or less. I've never really had much to do in my spare time back home."

[engel]

[ That makes him blink. Most Lukes were like that, but... ]

Did you not also train with a sword?

/sliiides in. <__<

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[Anise hasn't been seen much around this weird place, mostly having taken to her own devices and/or keeping herself busy on the rare occasion that she got to go back home here and there. The Order's not gonna reform itself! Even so, she was happily bouncing along, her still short - but longer than they once were - pigtails bouncing behind her. Ah, she so missed that feeling~

But when she spies that familiar redhead, Anise stops and ducks behind a tree. ...Too much white to be her Asch, and the lack of feathery appendages tipped her off that it was Luke. Hmm...Anise watched him silently from her little hiding spot a few feet away, eying the redhead closely. Past experiences, unfortunately, made her a bit wary of her best friend.]

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[So he doesn't notice her at first, still concentrated on the robin and his drawing. But before he could finish the drawing, the birdie flies away, leaving a now pouting Luke.]

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[D'aw, cute poutyface. ♥ Anise giggles, despite herself, and creeps a little closer. But we all know how sneaky Anise can be. About as much as if she were walking with bells attached. One of her feet meets an unseen root of the tree she was hiding under and Anise falls right on her face.

...Which results in the loudest dropping of the F-Bomb possibly any planet has ever heard.]

sonovabitch why is this tag not working with me lmao

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[Luke jumps at the loud swear, and looks at the girl. Hey, aren't you Fon Master Ion's guardian? Luke holds back a silent laugh as he writes in his notebook:]

"Are you alright?"

((lmao ignore the fail from the first time i wrote this tag; my phone likes to autocorrect when i don't need it to...))

LOL the same reason they don't work for me sometimes?

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[Anise picks herself up and curses even more under her breath as she furiously dusts herself off. She glances first at Luke, jumping when he gets so close and--...oh. Good. He looked normal enough.]

Boo, Luke, you're not even going to help me u--huh? [Peering at that notebook now.] Uh...yeah, I'm fine. How come you're writing, though? Can you not talk or something?

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

"I can't talk."

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[Oh...fuck.]

S-Sorry... How come?

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[he looks down at his notebook for a moment.]

"I was a fail replica."

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[Anise blinks, then her face turns into one of indignant fury.]

Boo! That's not true at all!! You're still just as valuable as everyone else, Luke! Not being able to talk, or being a replica, doesn't make you any less human than I am!

FML.

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't "say" anything, but instead just plays with the corner of the page of his notebook]

|D; /pats

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[Anise huffs for a minute, then just slowly moves forward and gives him a hug, wrapping her arms tightly around his middle. No words, just an affectionate gesture. Anise loves you, Luke. You're one of her best friends; a kind of big brother of sorts. Don't put yourself down, and don't let others tell you things like that.]

THE LATEST LATE TO EVER LATE.

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

「The robin flies away. D: This derp kind of jumped up behind you having no idea it was there in the first place.」

Hi, hi, are you the 'Luke' with paper?

「He could probably stand to be more specific, but alas.」

S'OKAY~!!

[replicadreck.livejournal.com]

[fgfdbj noooo birdie come baaaack! but Luke jumps at the voice, now curious as to who it is]

...

[he takes a moment to realise he asked him a question, and just nods as an answer. might want to refresh his memory~]

HURRAY! /o/ Man, it's been so long since I checked back in here, derp derp.

[one-and-zero.livejournal.com]

「Unfortunately, this little idiot has absolutely no social skills and can't tell when someone isn't recalling him, but his derp-ishness will probably give him away in the long run.」

Look, look!

「After going through his pockets, he pulls out a small pad and a pen. The pad is quite worn and has a few dried blood smudges on the outside, but the paper inside is still good. His handwriting is atrocious, even worse than most Luke's, but still miraculously legible. He scribbles something quickly before holding it up like a second grader showing a handmade card to his mom.」

"Hi Luke I can write."

Asch taught me how to write. And I can read! So now I can understand you!

「He is beaming. You have no idea how happy he is.」