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[There's a Luke with bone glasses wandering around in your town, ADR! Though you'll probably hear him before you see him. Luke's got a massive text book on the advanced uses of fonons tucked under one arm, while his other hand is pressed against his stomach, whimpering as it grumbles impossibly loud.]

Aaaannnh... I need food... I wish there was someone around here I could eat...

[No, seriously, you heard that right. Where the hell is Dist when you need him? It's not like anyone will miss him!]

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Perhaps; time works very strangely here when both your past and present self are... well, present.

[Luke mistook his evil little smile - really, he's so used to them he just doesn't think anything of them anymore - and offers Doije one of his own.]

Any help is much appreciated, especially from someone like you. There's not enough people here who are intellectuals, after all.