I'M BAAAAAACK does anyone even remember me it's okay if you don't

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[ Another redhead for your torturing pleasure. Luke just... appeared face-down on the ground outside. He was unconscious, battered, and dirty with torn clothes. It seemed like he'd just been in a huge fight and lost. His left hand was still on top of a gun, a sawn-off shotgun that looked like something Kimlasca might have used in their armies. His clothes were different, black clothing with a white coat around him, much more rugged travel clothing. Though at the moment, they were torn almost beyond recognition. ]

[ Was that a small, red, feathered wing poking through a torn slit in the back? ... Maybe you can kick Luke awake. ]



[[ OOC: So uh, I used to roleplay on the LJ ADR, but it's been a while. I hope I can still play redheads decently. This one's an AU!Luke from the Wild ARMs 3 universe. Don't worry if you don't know the game -- hardly anyone does. Basically, he uses a gun now, though he still has a sword. Guns are just more useful on Filgaia (Wild ARMs 3 world).

EDIT: I am horribly late with tags. I'm sorry. When I do get the chance to tag, though, I usually tag back right away. Just warning you. ]]

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LOTS AND LOTS OF IT!

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((OOC: Wow, I somehow forgot to log out of the other Luke's journal. XD))

[Luke gives the other him an exasperated stare and watches him flop back down. This is definitely one of the most interesting moments of his time here-actually, of his life period. He stands and folds his arms over his chest. Maybe he is going crazy? No... You cannot touch something imagined, can you?

Maybe this Luke is a replica, then. Anyway, who cares about the details right now... No matter how this Luke came to be, he is here. Alive. So, this Luke might as well help... himself, out.]

Trust me, you're gonna wish that's all this is. I'm as real as you are, though.

[The noble pauses a moment, scratches the side of his head a bit, then reaches down.]

Come on, you look terrible. You seriously need to clean up.

DAMMIT PERSON.

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[ Luke looked up at the hand, then took it and hoisted himself up, wobbling on his feet. ] Th-Thanks, uh... Luke. [ AWKWARD. He bent over and picked up the shotgun that he'd left on the ground, strapping it securely over his back across one shoulder. ] So you're real? I'm not dead?

Where the hell is this place, anyway? [ Did the universe decide to throw him somewhere again?! GrrrrRRR.... ] ... I missed seeing the trees...

Lol~

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[SERIOUSLY. He pauses and listens to the other him talk. Wow, is that what he sounds like...? It is still hard to take in, but he forces himself to calm down.]

Yeah... I actually thought I was dead, when I got here, though. This place brings in whoever it wants, and nobody knows when they'll be sent back. We can't leave, though. I read about some people trying to leave, but failing.

[He gives an attempt at lightening the mood just a little.] They have a lot of stuff like back home, though. There's books, cheagles... [He drifts off and decides to ask his own questions.]

Where exactly did you come from, though? They... didn't have trees there? [He is staring at the weapon and is also referring to the mention of missing trees.]

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[ Wow, no wonder everyone teased him mercilessly. He really did sound dumb. ... Not that he'd voice that out loud. He scratched the back of his head, beginning to gain his bearings a bit more. ] Like... home. [ He felt a tug in his chest, and he bit his lip. It wasn't Auldrant, nor Filgaia, but it had some things Auldrant did? And duplicates of himself? ] I'm originally from Auldrant, but after I, well... started disappearing, I thought I died. I ended up on this world called Filgaia. The seas are made of sand, there! I got used to it, but... the entire planet was a desert and filled with monsters. [ He glanced to where the other Luke was looking and half-grinned when he spotted his gun. ] I also had to pick this up pretty quick. Swords just didn't cut it. [ haha punny ]

By the way, do you happen to have a Heal Berry--er... gel on you?

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[He listens with peak interest. It is a really fascinating story, in case the other Luke cannot tell from how he is almost leaning in to hear more when the Filgaia Luke stops. He nods, though, then blinks at the mention of a gel. He could punch himself!]

O-oh, sorry!!! [He quickly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a Lemon Gel, handing it to him. He smiles, in embarrassment, but the smile changes to a look of more curiosity than anything.]

Did you mean the moment after freeing Lorelei-after ending up in the core...?

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It's okay. [ He took the Lemon Gel, giving it a sniff as if to discern it was indeed a gel, then popped it in his mouth and chewed it. How long had it been since he'd had one of these? A year? He'd run out of his own supply ages ago, and Filgaia only had Heal Berries. They were nice and fresh-tasting, but a lot rarer. They had to be grown and cultivated, not made. ]

Ah! Much better! [ Big grin! He did, indeed, seem to steady on his feet after that, stretching his limbs. Yup, all there. It was still weird talking to a version of himself... ] Yeah, exactly. I still don't know how I ended up on another world... or here. [ He seemed to carry an air of maturity around him that the other Lukes didn't have. It came with being alone for that year, introspective, having to do absolutely everything on his own to survive. Before, he always had someone he could depend on, but he was thrust into a world with nothing but the clothes and items on him, and the skills he'd learned in and outside of battle. ]

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[He pauses a moment, after hearing that he was spirited away at sort of the same time. The only difference being that he was sent to another planet, then to this one. This Luke has to think how lucky he was to have simply be sent to this one... A silent feeling of gratefulness sweeps over him.]

So, we're from the same time on Auldrant, then. [He pauses, soon after his stomach growling relatively loudly.]

Say... do you want to go get something to eat, by any chance? [He smiles to the other him.]

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[ Luke nodded, then glanced to the other Luke's stomach, his growling in response. He gave a laugh and patted his belly. ] I guess so!

Wait... [ He gave him a scrutinizing look. He had to make absolutely sure... ] Chicken and shrimp, right? [ Even being out in the wilderness for so long didn't quell Luke's picky eating. ]

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[The slightly younger Luke laughs at the fact that the other's stomach growls as well. His eyebrows raise a bit at the question, before giving a relatively sheepish grin.]

I'd ask how you know, but...

[Laughing, he begins walking.] Come on, I already have the ingredients together at my place. Still have to cook it, but that's the easy part around here!

Let's sing the "forever suck at on-time tags" song!

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[ Luke laughed as well, giving his double a light punch on the shoulder. He was already liking and FAR too comfortable with this arrangement already. ]

[ He gave a pause, then a look to the other Luke. ] Uh, you might wanna let me cook that. [ If his own cooking skills still sucked as hard as they did back then, then... It was sad when he didn't trust his own cooking. ]

It would have to be a duet because I'm not always on time, myself. |D;;;

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[He laughs at the light punch, but that is soon replaced by a light frown.] What? Why? Last I checked, I'm not that bad at cooking...

[He pauses, then sighs. Interlocking his hands behind his head, he gives a look of defeat.] Fine, you can do the cooking, Filgaia Luke.

[He had to think of something better, than that, didn't he? They needed something other than simply "Luke" to call one another. That could get confusing in front of any of the others, here.]

Actually... How about... [By this point, they are only a minute's walk away from the motel that Luke had managed to take up a sort of "permanent" residence in. The red head gives a big smile.]

Luke number two? [He is definitely teasing the other, now.]

A Luke duet would be terrifyingly bad.

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[ Luke coughed and just gave him a pointed look. He knew how bad he was. Though maybe this Luke had a bit more success with cooking. How could Flame!Luke burn a sandwich when you didn't even heat it?! ] All right! Time to put my better cooking skills to work.

[ He glanced at him, then bristled. ] The hell?! You're Luke number two! I'm older, so I get first dibs. [ And that's that. Luke, your long hair is showing. ]

Yeah... Scary thought. |D;;;

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[He halts in his steps and blinks several times, surprised at the sudden outburst. Lowering his arms and using one to scratch his chin in confusion, he frowns. Wow, this one is as almost as bad as Asch. To this thought, he simply begins laughing.]

I was kidding! What, did you leave your sense of humor back on Filgaia?

[He begins walking again and stops close to the motel. He props his hands on his hips and grins at the other Luke.] Hey, maybe you'll be able to get a room here, of your own. The owner lets you earn your keep by doing things around the place. I'll introduce you to him, if you want.

[He has definitely become more cheerful, since he found means of shelter. Maybe it had something to do with him figuring it out on his own...?]

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[ He paused, then had the sinking feeling he was being compared to Asch. He then pouted and nudged his double. ] No, I was kidding, too. ... I'm still Luke number one, though.

[ Luke perked up at that, then grinned as well. ] That sounds good! Having a place of my own would be nice. Thanks a lot. I really appreciate it.

[ He just smiled brightly at his twin. This place was a lot of restored hope for him, as weird as it was. He was a little too comfortable with the idea of talking to himself. ]

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Yeah, right. I'm the one that saved your life!

[He grins at the response to the last part.] Alright, I'll find him, tomorrow! [He opens the door and motions for the other to follow. Stepping inside, he pulls out the key to his room and walks over to stand next to his door, waiting for the other red head.]

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I was just unconscious, dammit! [ And on the brink of death if he'd just been left there, but he'll skip over that part. ] But... thanks.

[ He followed after him, standing next to the door and giving him a curious look. ]

... wow, bad wording was bad. That's what I get for rushing;;;

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[He walks to the center of the room and motions around him.]

Well, this is my place. [There is a hint of pride in his words.] Make yourself at home.