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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[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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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind this Luke as he floats down to sit on top of the cage, swinging his legs idly.]

Why exactly should I?

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[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

You can't ju-- [Wait.]

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

[What.]

[Again?!]

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

Asch! What are you doing here?!

[Don't mind the Longhair that has no idea he's a replica.]

...

And what's with the haircut?

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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

...Asch...?

[Don't mind the fraccion staring down at you, scratching his bone mask as he tries to comprehend just why you would call him that.]

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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

...

[And then it hits him. Didn't realize you could laugh that evilly, could you, Luke?]

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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

I'm not Asch, you fool.

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

Not...Asch?

[Um.]

Then there are two people with my face...Who are you? Answer me!

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[This was probably overly cruel. After all, not all Lukes would suffer his same fate. Still, he couldn't help but grab the bars and lean close, giving the other redhead his creepiest smile.]

Isn't it obvious? I am you. Or at least, I'm what you'll become.

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

[jghsuf DO NOT WANT gonna throw himself backwards and just narrowly avoid tripping over the cake.]

What the hell?! You're not making any sense!

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke chuckled faintly, leaning the bone-masked side of his face against the cage.]

Aw, what's the matter? Don't believe me? Find it hard to believe to have your future standing before you?

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Of course I don't believe you! Let me out of here! Did you kidnap me to this world?

[He draws his sword, bracing himself.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke chuckles at the display. Sure, he inherited his master's shitty hierro, but like hell this version of himself could hope to pierce it.]

Fine then... if you don't believe me... ask. Ask that one question that only you would know the answer to.

[He knows you know what he's talking about, even if the thought of Van's promises brings a bad taste to his mouth. Unless that hasn't happened for him yet; then this was going to be awkward.]

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

[...What.]

Are you a stalker? You followed me around waiting for a chance to kidnap me, didn't you?

[He swings his sword at the bars of the cage, growling at the complete ineffectiveness of the move.]

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[Luke snorted, raising an eyebrow at the ineffectual attack.]

Hmph... no matter how much Master Van may call you a hero, you're not that damn special.

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Shut up! You were spying on me, weren't you? [He kicks at the cage, breathing hard.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[SIGH]

It's a pity you're still so stupid.

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I'm-- You're just a liar! Let me out of here! What do you even want with me?!

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Excuse me, but I wasn't the one to fall for such an obvious trap.

[Smiiiirk~]

It's a shame, you're not even going to be that interesting to cut open...

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

[He makes a sound kind of similar to a strangled squawk.]

What the hell?! Don't come any closer!

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke ignored him, letting out a faint contemplative noise.]

Hm... though I suppose if I damage you too much, it would interrupt my own development. Quite a conundrum...

[G'head, have that little bit of hope that you might be set free...]

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

Your...development? [This guy is completely nuts.] Just let me go already, dammit!

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke let out an exasperated noise.]

...perhaps the first thing I'll do is remove your vocal cords. I am trying to think. Be silent.

[needs-haircut.livejournal.com]

What are you even thinking about?

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

How to ensure I can properly dissect you without my future being altered.

[He says it so damn cheerfully, you'd think it was Jade joking around.]