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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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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

You have a kid? [Smiles in return.] Thanks...

[akaishodou.livejournal.com]

[Keeps petting them, but stops, pulling his hand away.]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Ohh, you adopted him. There are a lot of kids around here, come to think of it.

[The wings fold neatly against his shoulder blades.]That kind of tickled.

[akaishodou.livejournal.com]

[He can't help but stare abit in awe.]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

I think that'd be strange for anyone.

...?

[akaishodou.livejournal.com]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

You do? Why?