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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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And then I fail.... multiple times...

[sacrificesmade]

[While Luke's slowly gotten used to the idea of alternates, he... can't ever remember being addressed in quite that way before. He tilts his head a little to the side, confused.]

Uh... yeah? I think...

[No different than usual, and even now, he's not exactly comfortable, nor in the habit of explaining his circumstances to everyone, though it has a nasty habit of coming up on its own...]

//HUGS YOU FOREVER ANYWAY

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You think? You're not sure?

[The response is kind of perplexing to Luke, considering how weak this other Luke was. Couldn't he tell he wasn't feeling well?]