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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[Luke is sitting outside, under a tree, with his knees drawn up to his chest as he watches the sky. Ever now and again he'll glance back at his wings and then look away.]

Damn, all these things do is seem to get me in trouble.

[[ooc: Bother away folks, a pouty Luke is always good times.]]

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[fononfailure]

*will not pet the wings. will not pet the wings. will not- oh heck, pet the wings~*

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[Look back at her, a small smile tugging at his lips.]

Having fun?

[fononfailure]

*quickly draws her hand back, .* S..sorry. It's just hard to resist.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Nah, it's okay. They make someone smile at least.

[fononfailure]

What's wrong with having them? They're.. neat. *Luke is not stooping to calling them cute.*

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

Why do you have wings?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[jnkfjdh tiny female Asch xD] Hm?

Well, uh... they were part of an experiment.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

Why'd they do an experiment on you?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs.]

I don't really know. Because they could, I guess.

[crimsonmaiden.livejournal.com]

That was a weird experiment to do on you. It's not like wings are useful or anything... [comes closer to try and get a better look]

[akaishodou.livejournal.com]

[Always good tiems, huh? Then Asch will bother.]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[Looks up.] Hm? Have we met?

[akaishodou.livejournal.com]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

You hair is... different.

[servingthedevil.livejournal.com]

Luke?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Guy! Hey.

[servingthedevil.livejournal.com]

You look a little troubled...Something wrong?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Just wondering if lopping off these wings would be a good idea.

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

Is there a problem?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Not a big one...

[innersanctity.livejournal.com]

Your wings?

[not-yuuna.livejournal.com]

Seems to be fairly common among you red-haired boys. Getting in trouble, that is. [smiles placidly]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[Smiles up at her, recognizing her from before.]

Yeah,looks that way.

[not-yuuna.livejournal.com]

[seriously, she's completely enthralled by the wings. surprisingly, she refrains from reaching out to touch them just yet.] You're all right, though?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

For the most part. Just thinking.