A new crossover spawn approaches!

[cottoncandyjr]

[Yes, there are quite a few Lukes around. They're easy to spot: red hair, derptastic, rich clothes, ect. Unfortunately, this particular "Luke" only has one of those covered, that being an absolute derp. This one, interestingly enough, is wearing a Malkuth lieutenant's uniform... and has pink hair.]

Father? Colonel Curtiss? C'mon, this isn't funny anymore!

[And like most newcomers... he has no idea what the hell is going on. Have fun!]



[[ooc: So, yes, another Bleach/Abyss crossover Luke. This one was raised by Szayel after he was saved from Hell by Lorelei. They ended up in Malkuth where Szayel eventually joined the army and became bffs with Jade. The world promptly ends. Lucato (as Szayel names him) follows in papaspada's shoes. So, enjoy the wtfness that is to ensue.]]

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[mixolydianmode]

[ One of the aforementioned Lukes, filling said criteria to a T, has stopped in the midst of nomming on a sandwich to gawk at this... this... eyesore that is himself. Supposedly. As if the dorky haircut weren't enough; he's never seen one wearing Dist's nail polish or clothing dye in his hair. ]

[ No words for you, Lucato. NO. WORDS. ]

[cottoncandyjr]

[Hey now, he's not wearing nail polish! Give him some credit!]

[He spots Luke, letting out a sound of relief had having come across someone... never mind that he doesn't realize it's a "him".]

Excuse me, sir. Could you tell me where I am?

[mixolydianmode]

[ You can never tell with Malkuth... ]

[ Lacking space for appropriate lineface icons, Luke just fixes a glare at the other him. Was it better or worse that he'd been called 'sir' by himself? Maybe -he- is the one who's gone bonkers and was imagining things now. ]

Only if you can tell me what's with the get-up.

[cottoncandyjr]

[Luca blinked, before rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.]

O-oh, I'm sorry... I guess I should have introduced myself first...

[He snapped over into a salute real fast.]

Lieutenant Lucato Granz, Eighth Division Malkuth Imperial Forces.

[mixolydianmode]

[ Luke's handflip of gay dismissal paused when he didn't get the answer he'd been expecting, turning into an accusing jab. ]

--hey, wait a sec! Back it up! What'd you say?

[last-puppeteer.livejournal.com]

[Oh goodness...The look Anise gives you when she spots you Luke. She thought you were too old to do something so...odd.]

Oh Luke...Don't tell me you hit a rebellious teen faze...

[cottoncandyjr]

[It takes him a moment to realize that you're talking to him, Anise. He gives you a blank look, before pointing to himself.]

Are you talking to me, miss?

[last-puppeteer.livejournal.com]

[Anise nodded her head, her eyes studying him carefully as she looked him over. He didn't have the attitude as far as she knew, so why the pink hair?]

Of course~ ...Where did miss come from, you know my name~

Rawgh, g-mail's messing with me. >>

[cottoncandyjr]

I... do?

[Cue the blank look.]

-Pat's back- It's all cool~ >_< I'm packing for a trip so sorry for the delays.

[last-puppeteer.livejournal.com]

...

[She does forget that most people probably wouldn't.]

Anise Tatlin?

[sangforhope.livejournal.com]

[cottoncandyjr]

[...feeling eyes on the back of his head, Luca turned around...]

[...and stopped...]

[...and stared...]

[...and promptly turned into a tomato.]

I-I... h-h-hello...

[sangforhope.livejournal.com]

You just arrived then..are you alright?

[cottoncandyjr]

[F-fumbling for words over here, give him a moment. You can tell he never received that all important lesson how how to talk to women.]

I-I-I-I'm f-fine, miss.

[sangforhope.livejournal.com]

...I see.

It's fine. You've just arrived, I can't blame you for being uncertain. You're a Malkuth military soldier, aren't you?

Placeholder. |D; Gonna go see a movie.

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[Okay, it's weird enough finding yourself in an unfamiliar place and cuddling up to a grumpy redhead who's supposedly been dead on your planet for almost a full year, but Anise can deal with that - or at least push it aside for the time being. She's, by now, gotten herself warmer clothing after almost freezing to death when she first got here...whever here was.

So now, she's scoping out the perimeter. It...all looked like Auldrant, only not. Some places were familiar, just jumbled together, and others were so completely different she wondered if she really was dreaming after all. And--wait. Pink?]

Dis-- [Nope. Not Dist. Worse.] LUKE? HAHHAHAHAAA!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO YOUR HEAD?!

XD Okies~

[cottoncandyjr]

[Luca let out an exasperated sigh, turning to the little pipsqueak behind him.]

Seriously, what is with everyone calling me Luke in this place?

Here I aaam. |D/

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[And that little pipsqueaks is hugging her stomach, looking as if she's in pain from laughing. Hold that thought, Pinky, she'll be with you in a bit.]

Yay~ <333

[cottoncandyjr]

[Tap, tap, tap goes the foot. :|]

Are you done yet?

\8'D/ <33

[soaringblast.livejournal.com]

[Anise coughs a little, wiping her eyes free of the little tears that appeared in the corners. Oh...oh, Score, that was magnificent.]

Y-Yeah. Yeah, I think I'm okay now. But how come you hair's all pink, Luke? You look like Dist. Only less...frilly.

ahhhh late. :(

[smart-style.livejournal.com]

[opens mouth.]

[cloooooses it.]

[takes a moment to compose himself so he doesn't laugh. Because he's a good bro. Really.]

Well. Gotta hand it to him, it must've taken a lot of planning.

<3333

[cottoncandyjr]

Hm...?

[Turns and... blinks at you too. Wow, he's never seen you so dressed down...]

Count Gardios? What are you doing here?

<333333!

[smart-style.livejournal.com]

[is this part of the joke? Should he play along? What did Jade bribe poor Luke with, anyway?]

Is the title really necessary? That's laying it on a bit thick.

You want me to go scold Jade for whatever he did? He might listen to rank.

[cottoncandyjr]

Scold the Colonel...? Well, I don't know if he's responsible for this or not, but...

[smart-style.livejournal.com]

It does seem a little on the childish side for him, but still. I wouldn't put it past him.