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[Today, Abyss DR, you'll find one small child plopped down in the middle of a pathway. He blinks and squints in the sudden sunlight, then turns his head away to try and block it out, not realizing that raising your hand to do so would accomplish the same thing. Once he dares to open his eyes again...

He looks confused, then scared. Of course, he's not sure what that uncomfortable feeling is that seizes his chest and makes the beating in it increase its speed, but he knows that it's unpleasant, and it makes him want to get away from whatever's causing it.

Where was he, anyway? This was bright with colors and shapes he's never seen before, not the dark, muted walls of the castle. He shouldn't be here, right? He was told to wait. Well... dropped to the floor and continuously pushed down every time he tried to follow that man until he got the message, anyway. But that message still rings clear - he needed to stay there. And he's not there anymore.

So, he's going to try to scoot and drag his way to a space between two buildings. It doesn't look as bright, so it's practically the same thing, right? Still... where was he?]

[[OOC: Hi everyone! Luke is as new as I am to this place, and not only that, but he's only about... oh, an hour or two old. Have fun with that!]]

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[It takes a long moment for him to understand that nothing's going to hurt him if he keeps moving. The smile and the hand being offered to him helps, but he still keeps looking around - ah, that man's using his hand to shield the light, isn't he...? Huh.

Finally, he steels himself and scoots forward enough to take Asch's hand with both of his own. He doesn't play with it, not yet; he just wants something to hold on to. For some reason, it's... nicer, safer that way.]

[He nods his head when Luke grabs onto his hand.] That's it, Luke. You're doing a great job. [Yeah, he knows the kid doesn't understand, but he figures the encouraging tone might help him out a bit.] You're a fast learner, aren't you?

[He's almost tempted to shift the hand shielding Luke's eyes to ruffle his hair, but he doesn't just yet; he doesn't want the light to hurt the little replica's eyes, after all.]

[He stays right there for a little while, and he gradually pulls Asch's hand closer until it's right near his chest. It's okay, it's okay...

After that, though, his eyes adjust, and with a small amount of hesitation, he lifts a hand to push Asch's away from his eyes. He still squints - it's still so bright compared to before, especially with the white snow... but he looks all around: at the sky, the snow, the buildings, really seeing them for the first time instead of trying to escape from them.]

[He starts to draw his hand back to try to help Luke move a little farther forward.] It's better in the light, isn't it?

[Meanwhile, he holds his other arm out, kind of in an open embrace sort of way; it's inviting ~~which is so weird to think of in relation to Asch~~ with the intention of encouraging Luke to come closer and maybe hold onto him to help with his balance. That way there'll be less risk of him getting hurt while he takes in his surroundings.]

[Good thing he did that ~~as strange as it might seem coming from a dude like Asch~~, because he nearly lost his balance just from Asch moving his hand back. On pure reflex alone, he moves closer and takes that invitation by holding onto Asch's shirt, which helps him out tremendously.

Everything looks so... big. For a while, he thought that the castle he was in was the whole world, but this... This is so much bigger than that world he was in. He tips his head back to stare up at the sky with a clear gape - there are even birds, which look like dark spots to him, flying through it. What is that big blue thing?]

[This just causes Asch to bring his arm around Luke in a light hug to further ensure his balance.] That's the sky, Luke.

[Suddenly, he realizes he should probably at least help the kid understand that by "Luke," he means him. So he lightly pokes at the tiny replica's nose with his free hand.] Luke.

[Sky...] Ss... S-Sg...

[And then he pokes his nose. The gentle action makes him blink, scrunch his nose, and let go of Asch's hand to rub at it. Well, that felt weird. Nice, but... weird.

... Now what did he say again? With his hand still over his nose, he glances up at Asch again. Care to repeat that?]

[And he lightly taps him again.] Luke. That's your name; Luke.

[At first, he doesn't understand. Luke? What's that supposed to mean? And why does he keep tapping him? This time around, he does an odd little pout, the first one he's ever done, and pushes at the hand to get it away from him. Figures that he wouldn't want to be bugged too much.]

[And then he realizes.

"Luke". And the touching...

If the big blue... blue above them is the sky, then is he... Luke?

His eyes widen with understanding, and he pulls his hand back to himself again. That's what... who he is, isn't it? Luke... Luke.

At the same time, he isn't quite sure if he's got it right. So, he taps his own chest and looks up at Asch, as if to ask if he's really indicating that he's "Luke".]

[Asch nods in response.] That's right - you're Luke. [Don't mind Asch, he's just feeling a bit of fatherly pride for Luke right now because Luke's proving to be such a fast learner.]

[He's still not really sure, but since Asch doesn't look like he's disapproving... then he - Luke must be right. Sounding it out seems much harder than "sky", though.

He looks down at the snowy ground and frowns to himself, trying to form his mouth to sound out the L. But... "L" is already hard. How did Asch do it again? He couldn't really see... But he'll still try.]

Eh... uh... Uu... [Ugh, this is hard.]

[Don't worry, kiddo; he says it again for you, much more slowly this time, drawing out each different sound so you can watch his mouth while he forms them.]

[Luke looks up at him once he says the name again, staring intently at his mouth to see how he's forming his lips, how he's moving his tongue, every little thing he needs to know. That still looks hard... But he'll still try again, his grip on Asch's clothes tightening as if he's looking for some kind of support for this.]

Uh... U-Uh... Eh-L-Ll... [... DID YOU SEE THAT HE DID IT. Luke's eyes go wide again, and he tries once more, showing a bit more confidence now.] L-La-Lll-Lu... Lu!

There you go; you're getting it, Luke. [Yeah, this time? This time, Asch doesn't hold back from ruffling Luke's hair a bit.]

[... What

was

that.

Luke pauses in his attempt to sound out the "K" to freeze, then slowly reach up towards his hair. Seriously, what was that? It felt... kind of nice. Kind of rough, but... as a boy with a ten-year-old body, he can't help but like that. So, he has to giggle a little. Do it again, ~~not!dad~~ man!]

[Have a bit of kind laughter as he ruffles your hair again, Luke.] You like that, huh?

[He's doing it again! Aaah, and it feels so nice! Luke laughs this time and ducks his head, reaching up his hands to grab at Asch's in a playful attempt to get it away from his hair. It's an instinctive reaction, really.]

[He doesn't put up any resistance as Luke grabs at his hand, just watching him as that fond smile settles back onto his lips. He could really get used to having an itty bitty ~~adorable~~ replica around.

But first, now that he has Luke preoccupied with laughter and playful indulgence, Asch takes a better look around. It wasn't to say he had let his guard down entirely - seeing such a young Luke made him suspicious that Van might be around - but his first priority was to help the child recognize he would not harm him. It's much easier to ensure someone's safety that way and avoid any negative reactions, after all. Besides, he hadn't sensed any menacing presence or anything else that might indicate the area was unsafe.

Now, however, he was checking to make sure his instincts had been correct, eyes searching the shadows and the rest of the surrounding area. His inspection put any concerns to rest, however. Luke had definitely arrived alone.

Unfortunately, this also meant he had no one to raise and care for him. As, essentially, a newborn, that was a problem.] Luke.

[Luke had grabbed onto Asch's hand and nearly toppled backwards, saved only by the arm hugging him lightly. Still, he laughs, though it soon fades into giggling, then silent curiosity as he plays carefully with Asch's fingers, though he marvels over his own voice and the sound that came from it. What was that...?

But his musings are cut short by his name being called. Not right away, it's still a new word to him, but once he realizes it's his name being called, Luke pauses and looks up at Asch. Yes, what is it?]

[He moves his hand forward again so Luke can have an easier time playing with it, considering just how to go about this. He knows he should get Luke to shelter - it's still pretty cold out, after all - and that he should get the kid some better clothes, but it's not like he can just say that; Luke wouldn't understand it.

After some thought, he pulls Luke very slightly closer. Not fully, but hopefully enough that the boy will understand what he means.] Come here, Luke.

[It is quite cold, isn't it? Good thing he didn't arrive earlier in the year, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to move.

Regardless, there's pressure against his back, pushing him closer to Asch. Thankfully, it's an easy message to understand, even if he doesn't know the words except for his name, so he scoots forward until he can lean against Asch's chest and let out a quiet little sound. It feels nice here. Much warmer.]

[Asch holds him close to keep him warm, just letting Luke get a little more comfortable with him.]

[This is a much different feeling than he's had for as long as he's been alive, even though it's only been a couple of hours at most. Still, it's... security. He's being held, the first time he's ever been held, and it's so much better compared to what the scary man had done: dragged him down the dark hall, not even caring that Luke couldn't even move to keep up, pushing him down by the shoulder when he finally let go of him and said something strange in a quiet, yet threatening tone: "Stay here".

Don't mind the itty bitty replica just snuggling a little closer to ensure that the secure, safe feeling stays with him. He rather likes it.]

[Considering Asch has half a mind to adopt Luke, he's just fine letting him snuggle; in fact, he rubs Luke's back lightly to make him feel a little warmer and more secure.]

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