Luke fon Fabre (
sacred_flamer) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-12-19 05:56 pm
A'huntin we will go~
Characters: Luke fon Fabre and YOU
Setting: Floor Six (until he realizes how dangerous it is), and then Floor Thirty-Two.
Format: You decide.
Summary: Luke needs warmer clothes and something other than nutrition bars to eat. Naturally, this leads to so much fail.
Warnings: Luke. Failing. AT EVERYTHING.
[There was a soft rustle from the underbrush on floor six, and if you looked closely, you might see a head of red hair snooping around. He's being surprisingly quiet for one so loud, and if you stick around long enough, you'll get to see why.]
[There's a few deer lurking around, minding their own business, and Luke is heading straight for them. He keeps himself quiet, waiting... and then he leaps from his hiding place, sword brandished and eyes squeezed shut as he aims to behead one of the deer...!]
[...but the deer are having none of that. One with a medium size rack of antlers snapped its head toward Luke, baring its teeth and letting out a dangerous, not-very-deer-like growl. He somehow fumbled in mid-air, landing on his butt as the other deer turned on him, letting out similar noises. A startled, "Meep!" escaped from him as he scooted back on his behind, before finally flailing up to his feet.]
[This was the second batch that did that! This was so not a nice forest!]
[Later on, on floor thirty-six, you'll get to see him doing much of the same... with the same amount of success. Clearly, Luke fails at this whole "hunting" thing, and needs a mentor (or someone to mock him).]
Setting: Floor Six (until he realizes how dangerous it is), and then Floor Thirty-Two.
Format: You decide.
Summary: Luke needs warmer clothes and something other than nutrition bars to eat. Naturally, this leads to so much fail.
Warnings: Luke. Failing. AT EVERYTHING.
[There was a soft rustle from the underbrush on floor six, and if you looked closely, you might see a head of red hair snooping around. He's being surprisingly quiet for one so loud, and if you stick around long enough, you'll get to see why.]
[There's a few deer lurking around, minding their own business, and Luke is heading straight for them. He keeps himself quiet, waiting... and then he leaps from his hiding place, sword brandished and eyes squeezed shut as he aims to behead one of the deer...!]
[...but the deer are having none of that. One with a medium size rack of antlers snapped its head toward Luke, baring its teeth and letting out a dangerous, not-very-deer-like growl. He somehow fumbled in mid-air, landing on his butt as the other deer turned on him, letting out similar noises. A startled, "Meep!" escaped from him as he scooted back on his behind, before finally flailing up to his feet.]
[This was the second batch that did that! This was so not a nice forest!]
[Later on, on floor thirty-six, you'll get to see him doing much of the same... with the same amount of success. Clearly, Luke fails at this whole "hunting" thing, and needs a mentor (or someone to mock him).]

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Yes, well, as long as you're here, I doubt you'll have any need to kill another person.
[That is a very wet splat, but at least it's done. Just some leg bones and meat, now.]
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[Luke narrowed his eyes, glaring at nothing in particular, though with all the venom he'd glare at someone like oh, Jason.]
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I said need, not desire.
[Because yeah, he can't really blame you for that one.]
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...I hate feeling this way.
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Maybe when he's done with this one, he'll take a break to cook some of that.]Good. That means we don't have to worry about you going crazy and trying to kill everyone.
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FFF html fail in the last comment
And then the other deer ugh]Hmph.
[That one's actually kind of a chuckle.
I don't think most of the people I've seen go crazy that way intended to do so, either.
[There's the quiet noise of the last of the meat being added to the pile, and then a bit of a rustle as Asch starts folding up the skin.]
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[...please let that not be any kind of foreshadowing.]
...hey, Asch? If our worlds really are destroyed, what do you think you'd do if we managed to get out of here?
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I hadn't thought about it.
[He'd be... Well, he wouldn't know what to do. One way or another, he's always had Van giving him direction. He's having a hard enough time feeling useful as it is, but at least he's got something do to here.]
You can look if you want, by the way. I'm taking a break.
[Clear out the bin and find some way of cooking the meat for a meal.]
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I haven't either... I... think I'd want to travel with Yu-sensei... but, at the same time...
[He trailed off, looking down at the floor.]
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Assuming it was even possible...]
Travel between worlds?
[It'd be interesting, at least. There's the sound of water running as Asch washes to worst of the blood off his gloves.]
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[The water turns off. Asch starts looking through the cupboards for a pan or some kind of skewers or something to cook the meat on.
And yes, Luke, he'll share, seeing as you'd probably burn it anyway.]
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Could you save some? I want to give some to sensei and a few others, even if it isn't that much.
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[Oh, some skewers, that'll do. He brings them back over to the work table and picks out a few pieces of the meat to slice smaller.
Don't worry, Luke, there's plenty left. He's only cooking for two at this point.]
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[He gave a small sheepish shrug at that.]
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[He didn't want all of it, anyway; he doesn't have anywhere to put this much meat.
He starts slicing the meat into smaller chunks and sticking it on the skewers. Too bad there don't seem to be any kind of spices in the kitchen right now...]
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...hey, Asch?
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What?
[Yes it sure as hell is. Dangerous, but did he really expect anything else from the Tower. It'll do for his purposes.
Now how to work these dials ah fuck it he's lighting it with fonons.]
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[He paused, looking embarrassed.]
...I-I mean, I'm glad you're all here.
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And he really doesn't know what to say to that, either, so instead he busies himself propping skewers up over the flames.
Finally - ]
I'm sorry you were alone so long.
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[It's that too-fast, pointed sort of nothing that says that he definitely said something. Asch makes a point of not looking over his shoulder and instead turns the skewers a bit so that the meat cooks evenly.]
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[Yeah, that was the sound of Luke not believing you for a second, Asch. But he's not pushing it, instead just kicking back and cuddling up under the coats.]
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