http://bffbromomcombo.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bffbromomcombo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] abyssdressing2011-12-12 05:15 pm

Oh god voice testing

[It was hard getting used to life as nobility again. Guy kept finding himself doing things - getting the groceries, making himself meals, even cleaning - things that the maids would usually do for a count. He knew he was probably looked down on it, and that Peony was encouraging him to hire some maids (which tended to present its own problems), but... it felt too weird, going from the one serving others to the one being served.

As such, he's done a little grocery shopping of his own today. He's a bit preoccupied looking down at said groceries, making sure he's got everything.

And then he looks up.]


Oh man, now where am I?

[It takes him less than half a second that none of the buildings here look like those in Grand Chokmah. He looks behind him, back the way he came from. Nothing there. And so he wanders, looking for some sign of how to get home. Holding a bag of groceries he really will need to put down sometime...]
fabrecation: (Fade to white)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke's been here... maybe once or twice. He saw Anise, and he saw... his mother, once. Otherwise, it's just been Luceti lately.

He's a little grumpy about being misplaced, but he can't help wondering who he'll run into today. And about how cold it is, especially considering how he'll refuse to zip up his jacket. He wasn't expecting to be pulled out of his apartment and all.

When he rounds the corner and sees Guy a few feet away, he absolutely freezes in place, hands in his pockets, eyes wide.

No way. No way...]
fabrecation: (The world turned in me)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 09:10 am (UTC)(link)
[The wings are hidden under his jacket, although there's no way to hide the two lumps by his shoulder blades. But he's not even thinking about what Guy will think of the wings right now. He doesn't even answer him for a moment. Merely stares, slack jawed, as if he can't really believe what he's seeing.

And... well, hopefully Guy has a good grip on that bag of groceries, because Luke suddenly moves in to hug him tightly and press his face against his shoulder, a muffled sound escaping that might have been Guy's name.

He's really seeing him... He's here!]
fabrecation: (Smile until it hurts)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
... What are you - Of course I did, I...

[As if he's just realizing there's a bag full of groceries between them, Luke loosens his hold at first, then completely, and he takes a step back to free Guy momentarily. Still, he keeps his arms slightly out to his sides, and he just... stares, with a goofy grin and his eyes still wide, and even a little misty. It's... It's been so long, and Luke has missed and needed him so much, so seeing him right here, right in front of him, seeming for all the world like he remembered...]

S-Sorry, I just... [What should he even say? He doesn't know what to say! It's like all the words he wants to say are scattered all over the place, and he can't look away long enough to grab them again.]
fabrecation: (How bromantic)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 09:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Well. Luke wasn't expecting wings anyway. He just... thought Guy was still from Auldrant, but maybe... maybe remembered his time in Luceti.

Had this been some time ago, even a month or two after Guy left, Luke probably wouldn't take the offer. But with so much happening... He hesitates for a second before he goes forward again to hug him once more. It's an affectionate one, too, though not too long; after a few seconds, he gives him an extra squeeze, pats his back, then steps back and wipes a thumb under his eye. Ha... Luke must seem like a mess or something right now.]


... Huh? How?
fabrecation: (Back up a second there)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
[God, it just... feels so good to have this again. His best friend, right here, and...

... Wait, hold up - ]


... You don't know?
fabrecation: (I don't need any help)

1/3

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
Oh...

[He can't help being a little disappointed. He was wrong after all... Guy didn't remember. Maybe they just hadn't seen each other for a while in Auldrant. So he wouldn't know anything, about Luceti, about Luke's life, about... Asch.]
fabrecation: (We can feel a change is coming)

2/3

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 10:02 am (UTC)(link)
[... But it's okay. It's still Guy, memories or not. And now, this just means that he has a lot more to talk to him about.]
fabrecation: (Chase this light with me)

3/3

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-13 10:05 am (UTC)(link)
Don't freak out or anything, okay?

[He smiles, because hey, what's one little setback? And instead of dwelling on it further, he tugs on his jacket a bit, then turns so that his back is facing Guy, and pulls his jacket down to his elbows to let his wings show. They're small and the color of his hair, though a little lighter thanks to their time in the sun, and fade to blond at the ends, just like his hair from back then. They twitch slightly under the attention, and Luke glances over his shoulder to smile sheepishly.]

They're wings.
fabrecation: (Hey now.)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-15 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke makes a face at that, and he pulls his jacket back up over his shoulders, covering the wings, to turn and give him the full extent of his displeasure.]

They're not a fashion statement! You think I want them there?
fabrecation: (Just one more hour)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-15 09:03 am (UTC)(link)
[... Luke lets out a sigh, looking away as he does so. Yeah, he has a feeling Guy isn't going to like where this is going.]

They were attached to me when I was brought to Luceti... Another world. I can't just get them off, though; If they get cut off, then... I'd end up dying.
fabrecation: (My name...)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-15 09:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Luke sounds a little resigned as he speaks. He doesn't like it, but at the same time, there isn't a lot he can do about it. He knows Guy is getting angry, and he knows why, but it still makes him want to withdraw. He doesn't really like it when Guy is mad.]

They're called the Malnosso. They're doing it to... experiment on us. They want to get back to their home, so... they're using us to find a way out. [That's what he gathered, anyway.]

The problem is, a lot of experiments are just... cruel. And sometimes I can't even get the point of them... and the war...

[He has to stop there. The drafts bring back bad memories.]
fabrecation: (I don't need any help)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-15 10:08 am (UTC)(link)
[He notices. And he looks down at it, because it's easier and, as Guy thought, comforting. Easier than looking at his eyes, anyway.

Luke has to pause and frown slightly, too, because Luceti's calendar just works so differently from Auldrant's. He'd been in Luceti for... how long? A little more than a year? So, in Auldrant time, that's...]


Six or seven months ago...?
fabrecation: (Ever get the feeling you're the elephant)

[personal profile] fabrecation 2011-12-29 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I... I know.

[He knows it's hard to believe. He knows it, and yet he still feels frustrated over it. How else is he supposed to explain and make it believable? It is real!]

Look, time passes by differently there! While I'm there, Auldrant kind of... stops for a while. So when I get back, it'll be like nothing happened to me.
fononfailure: (2 + 2 = ?)

Guuuuuuuuuuuy~♥

[personal profile] fononfailure 2011-12-13 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ It took hours to decide on which redhead to send, sob. Even several winter holidays approaching hadn't distracted one Luke from some very important work. There never seemed to be a shortage of those in need of help with replica-related matters, and Luke had taken it as a personal mission to do what she could. At the moment this took form in a stack - no, more like a mountain of paper being carted from one building to the next. Besides being heavy, it was impossible to see around both sides of the damn thing at the same time.

Let us pause for a brief moment to hope that one of the two people converging upon an upcoming intersection are paying attention.

Okay. With that futile gesture out of the way, Luke stumbles out of the alley near Guy, still oblivious to the company due to choosing the wrong side of paper pillar to watch.

Hope your brakes are in working order, Guy. ]
fononfailure: (Raise the Cross)

The redhead bandwagon all shouts "Me! Me!" <3;;

[personal profile] fononfailure 2011-12-15 09:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ The abrupt interruption warrants a string of noises equating to a verbal, profanity-laced keysmash from Luke. Sure, people appear all the time, but that's not an easy thing to get used to. The stack gives a precarious wobble until Luke manages to steady it and whirl on the person who gave her a start. ]

--dammit, Guy!

[ . . . ]

Guy!
fononfailure: (Now I Understand)

And Guy brings all the drecks to the yard!

[personal profile] fononfailure 2011-12-15 10:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ In some respects the Leaning Tower of Paperwork is a blessing in disguise- Guy would have been the recipient of the most enthusiastic hug ever and that would've just been embarrassing. Luke secures the pile with a hand on top and a sigh, though Guy's presence alone makes it impossible for her to not smile. ]

Trying to find a way of fixing them together that won't take forever to do. I ran out of notebooks and had to use single sheets.

because I need an excuse to use him

[identity profile] wheresyourcrown.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, it's Guy, one of the few competent children in the group. He wonders if this Guy is from his world or not. Either way doesn't really matter at the moment, he supposes.]

It's not Auldrant, that's really all I've been given.

Psh it's fine bro

[identity profile] wheresyourcrown.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
[He rose a brow and shifted his weight.]

A break from babysitting? I wasn't aware you were given that.

[The outfit? Well, no such luck there, this Guy was most likely from a different Audlrant. might as well test temperament.]

Let's call it a change of pace.

Goooooooorse <333

[identity profile] fonicarrancar.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
...Guy? Is that you?

[Hey, that's the voice of a familiar red head! But where is he? Not to your left. Not to your right. Not in front or behind. Try looking up!]

[...yeah, this crossover brat likes to hover. Just to prove he can.]

[Luke's lounging in the air like he's floating around in a pool, letting the breeze blow him wherever. He's got a massively huge book on his lap, which is threatening to topple off, considering how he's twisted around trying to peer down at Guy through his bone-rimmed glasses.]