The apocalypse is nigh!

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Asch agreeing to a drink with Emperor Peony? Luke studying more or less willingly? Asch chuckling? Uncle Jade?

It would appear Abyss Dressing Room has inexplicably stumbled upon the four signs of the apocalypse. This must explain why there is suddenly a horde of monsters poised to attack. Redheads! Denizens! Defend your nexus!

...Just be careful with those artes. Looks like the apocalypse is a lot fuzzier and noisier than anticipated. As such, every arte used spawns at least two dozen cheagles. And Mystic Artes spawn about fifty.

Good luck. And welcome to Luke's Asch's anyone who isn't Tear or Ion's hell.

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[hymnotic]

[ "W-well, we had to get them to you somehow. And look, we even made sure they could breathe! :D" ...No good?

Luke smiles at the wheels comment before dropping down to one knee to check on the cheagles; he knows he stepped on a few of them, even if it was an accident. ] I wonder if they're alrigh-

[ He's cut off by a few cheagles jumping onto him and clinging - apparently their showing appreciation. ]

[prismshards]

[ That might work! Or even just a large cart should be enough to tote them all around without making Tear mad. They could be part of the circus! ]

I still have some gels, if they need it.

[ Once reminded of the cheagles having been in the line of fire, he turns, wobbling precariously for a moment, to give the other half of their charges a once-over. Though when he glances back over his shoulder to let Luke know they're fine, he has to laugh at the furry critters dangling from him. ]

Nice ornaments.

[hymnotic]

[ What may be surprising is that Luke actually looks perfectly content to let the cheagles cling; he's even petting one of them. ] They look like they're alright.

[prismshards]

[ The damn things weren't too irritating if they kept quiet, not that Luke would want them latching onto his clothes like that. ] That's a relief. Can you imagine what a pain it'd be to make a splint that small?

[hymnotic]

Hm, probably would be. And it's not like I can even heal them right now... [ He smiles as one of them manages to climb onto his shoulder and snuggle against his neck. ]

[prismshards]

[ Luke is doing a good job on breaking his other self's brain even more. ] ...you know how to use the seventh fonon to heal, too?

[hymnotic]

Hm? [ He seems a little distracted with the cheagles, so it takes him a moment to look up at Luke and really process the question. ] Oh. Y-yeah, I do.

[prismshards]

[ The stare he gives Luke is so long and intense that he almost seems suspicious...

Until he breaks out into a bright smile. THIS LUKE IS THE COOLEST PERSON SINCE GUY! ] You're like a genius!

[hymnotic]

[ O-oh Lorelei, is he about to be fanboyed by his past self? ] Ah, not really... I just...

[prismshards]

[ What do you mean by "about to be"? Luke is already babbling like an idiot. ] But you are! You can fight with or without a sword, use fonic artes, heal...! I bet you can also cook great! [ Where the hell did he get that idea. ]

[hymnotic]

Eh? No way! I leave that to Asch. [ That way they don't die. ]

[prismshards]

[ Oh well. So much for that theory. Luke's enthusiasm takes a hit at the mention of their original. ] Asch? Didn't he...

[hymnotic]

Hm? Is everything alright?

[prismshards]

Y..yeah. It's hard to picture Asch in the kitchen, that's all.

[hymnotic]

You're a bad liar. [ He knows because he's a bad liar, too. :D ]

[prismshards]

[ Damn those traits that carry over from one world to the next! DX ] Just bad memories. They're not easy to forget, yeah?

[hymnotic]

...

[ Luke is going to take a guess now. ]

...You were in Eldrant, weren't you...

[prismshards]

Eh? [ At the (somewhat) surprising revelation that his other self knows, Luke offers an apologetic and perhaps relieved smile. ]

Ah, yeah. Before I was here. I thought I'd died, but...

[hymnotic]

Hm. Eldrant, huh...

[ Luke leans back, placing both palms on the ground behind himself and tilting his head up to the sky. ] Back then, Asch and I both gave our lives.

[prismshards]

Wait, you're me... from the future? [ Hopefully Luke will excuse his dumbstruck expression. This is a brand new concept for him; he never expected to live past seven, let alone hear that him and Asch were alive. ]

[hymnotic]

Mm, something like that. Although I guess it's not really the same for everyone. But, in the Auldrant I'm from, it's 2028.

[prismshards]

ND2028, huh...?

[ Doo de doo, processing~ ]

Have to say I'm glad I don't end up with a beard like Master Van.

[hymnotic]

H-hey, I'm not old enough for anything like that!

[prismshards]

Twenty-eight is plenty old for a beard! [ Now he's got to pat Luke's cheeks to make sure there's no stubble. ]

[hymnotic]

Seventeen. Seventeen. I'm seventeen. [ Luke is going to pout now. Jeez, his birthday isn't even until the end of the year, and 2028 just started! ]