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*Luke's back! And he's filthy. He looks like he's been sleeping in the dirt, and he hasn't shaved since he last was anywhere near the main building. His face has a small, patchy beard going on. He has a few healed scratches, and the biggest thing? He's so very happy. You could put some plants by him and they would bloom instantly. He's that happy*

Everyone! Gai, Asch, kiddo... I believe I found the perfect spot.

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*looks over at her, beaming* Luke.

[fononfailure]

*okay, that's almost creepy and a happy Asch is hard to be angry at.* What the hell happened to you?

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

Apparently, this placed decided I wasn't allowed back until I found a home.

[fononfailure]

Is that where you've been? Outside this entire time?

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

*nods* Yes.

[fononfailure]

You're lucky you didn't end up sick! You shouldn't even be wandering around! *starts looking him over.*

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

... *sighs* I only meant to be out for an hour, at most.

[fononfailure]

You're okay, so that's what matters.. *stops, tilting her head and staring.*

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Is something wrong...?

[fononfailure]

N..no. Just thinking.

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... Luke, talk.

[fononfailure]

*rubs at her face, going red.* It's nothing!

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

You lie like Asch does.

[fononfailure]

... I need to practice more so I don't always get so flustered..

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Talk.

[fononfailure]

N..no way. You need to go get cleaned up, anyways.

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*opens his mouth, but touches the patchy beard and frowns*

[fononfailure]

*goes a brighter shade of red, looking away.*

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... *lifts an eyebrow* And should I wonder what that's about?

[fononfailure]

No! I told you, it's nothing!

[mirrorunlocked.livejournal.com]

If you insist on sounding like that, I might think you have something to hide.

[fononfailure]

..fine. Then it is something, but I sure as hell am not going to tell what.

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*snorts* While you're hiding that, I'm going to shave this crap off.

[fononfailure]

G-good. You do that. Then maybe I'll stop blushing...

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*oh, you're lucky Luke can't hear that* See you later, Luke.