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[Something's not quite right here, so naturally, it really must be wrong. After all, who just leaves a scrumptious looking triple layer cake with butter cream frosting just sitting on a table in the middle of a street? Certainly not a dorky not-quite-alive replica on the look out for specimens that honestly thinks humans are dumb enough to fall for this. Nope, not at all.]

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[This is embarrassing.

Van looks up to try and see the source of the cackle and scowls.] Was this your idea of an effective trap?

[Luke hovered down into view, amused.]

It worked, didn't it, Master Van?

[Tsk.]

I hadn't expected you to degrade to such childish antics.

If it works, who am I to object?

[Luke settled down on the ground. He knows you were looking up his hakama, you pervert. Stop that.]

Now the question is... what to do with you...

[That tone? Totally says he already knows what to do.]

[Van totally was not looking up you hakama and didn't notice your white underwear at all, no siree.]

Did you set this trap for anyone who may wander this way?

[...dammit!]

Of course. You see, it's been very boring without any specimens to play with. I wanted to catch a few...

[He leaned against the bars, favoring Van with a smile that would have made Szayel proud.]

I'm sure any Asch out there would enjoy the sight of this though... perhaps I'll keep you in there for awhile.

'Play'? I don't suppose you'll enlighten me as to what you have planned for me?

Mm... nothing quite yet. Maybe I'll replicate you, and see how you like it. Who knows?

[Van laughs.] That's already been done. Don't waste your time.

Hm... what a shame. Someone beat me to it.

[Bummer, man. He would have loved to use that to take Van down a peg. He let out a put upon sigh instead, folding his arms over his chest.]

I suppose I'll just start with dissecting you and work my way from there, in that case.

You suppose you'll start with dissecting? What sort of researcher are you and your new master?

[Luke smiled pleasantly.]

The best kind, really. One that doesn't have those pesky 'morals' to get in the way of real science.

[Somewhere in the universe, a Szayel is tearing up out of pride for his creation.]

Hah.

I was under the mistaken impression that science had a purpose.

Of course it does. It's purpose is to further one's knowledge, and if the current task does not serve to accomplish that, then the purpose is to have fun.

[Judging from the smile, Luke's definition of "fun" has changed quite a bit. He scowls after a moment though, fixing Van with an irate look.]

Besides, you have no such right to criticize me, considering you made me just to throw me away.

I didn't create you out of a desire for sadistic pleasure. I created you so that the Score could be thrown off track.

There was a purpose, a necessity, to your pathetic useless life.

Hmph! Sorry to disappoint you, but I wasn't interested in your misguided purpose, back then or now.

[Luke paused... before he smirked.]

Such a pity you were so intent on throwing me away, though. Considering how much I ignorantly clung to you, you probably could have talked me into carrying out everything that you wanted. The fall of Auldrant, the destruction of the Score... I was so completely devoted to you, that I would have followed you to the ends of eternity if you commanded me to.

That was rather foolish of you, Van.

[Again: tsk.]

And what would you have offered me with your incomplete hyperresonace? You have no strength of your own, merely relying on others. Myself, your friends...Even now, you are devoted to that absurd master of yours and for what?

Perhaps I was a fool to have underestimated your loyalty, if you wish to call it that, but I doubt you ever truly had it in the first place. Your allegiance has been so easily bought by someone else.

If this is what you've become, then my only foolish mistake was not striking you down myself at Akzeriuth.

Oh please, incomplete? All it took for Tear to help me gain control of my powers was a book and a little patience, and I was around her for much less time than you. And it's amazing hearing you scold me for my dedication to others, considering you made it a point to make sure I was completely devoted to you.

[Luke put a hand over his mask, letting out a soft breath.]

And I would kindly appreciate your lack of comment on my willingness to serve Szayel Aporro-sama. You have no idea how the changes he made to me saved my life.

Perhaps then, you should enlighten me as to how this 'Szayel' has helped you so.

[Luke gave him a bland look, letting out an irate noise before continuing.]

I was a human in the world of the dead. The only reason Szayel Aporro-sama didn't kill me outright was because I was not supposed to exist. Without his tampering, I would have been food for the proper inhabitants of Hueco Mundo.

Is that so? The fact that he spared your life on a whim is worth such devotion?

Pray he never gets bored of you.

A whim? So, how many other human and arrancar hybrids have you seen?

[Luke gave him a look of distaste.]

I allow him to manipulate my body however he wants, I get to live that much longer. A fair trade, I'd say.

I assume you found your purpose of living? I hope it isn't 'for science' or anything as ridiculously inane as that.

Of course I have. I want to live, to exist. Even if I do not have a set 'purpose' in life, just living is good enough for me.

How familiar.

And you've chosen to live without any control over your own life?