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towerofanimus2013-02-14 09:21 pm
sacred_flamer) wrote in towerofanimus2013-02-14 09:21 pm
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You're my world, my stars, my sky...
Characters: Luke and everyone~
Setting: Floor 25, and progressing from there.
Format: Either.
Summary: Luke ends up hearing a bit of an obsessive song while in the middle of training. This can only end badly.
Warnings: Luke being himself... and upped to eleven. Oops. Beware if your name happens to be Asch, Guy, or Yu.
[Luke was going through his routine as usual, wanting to get up as much strength as he could considering it was a Ruana month and who the hell knew what else would happen. As it was there were a bunch of people running around without collars... they might actually end up dead if there wasn't anyone around to protect them.]
[Luke was about to take a step that he knew would be out of place, and he struggled to correct himself... only to hit something hard. He flailed in surprise, falling over and landing on his ass.]
Oww...! What the hell?
[He reached back to rub his ass, looking around to see what he hit, only to see some small, red, heart-shaped fon tech sitting on the ground. He frowned at it, poking at the buttons until one of them was pressed down, letting out... something. He wasn't really sure what it was supposed to be, but it didn't sound like music. Luke fumbled, managing to turn it off with a cry of exasperation.]
Sheesh! Stupid...
[He grumbled under his breath, tossing the stupid thing away so he could get back to practice. Or at least... try to. He let out a sigh as he raised his sword, trying to focus with little luck. Funny, he really wanted to be around someone right now...]
Setting: Floor 25, and progressing from there.
Format: Either.
Summary: Luke ends up hearing a bit of an obsessive song while in the middle of training. This can only end badly.
Warnings: Luke being himself... and upped to eleven. Oops. Beware if your name happens to be Asch, Guy, or Yu.
[Luke was going through his routine as usual, wanting to get up as much strength as he could considering it was a Ruana month and who the hell knew what else would happen. As it was there were a bunch of people running around without collars... they might actually end up dead if there wasn't anyone around to protect them.]
[Luke was about to take a step that he knew would be out of place, and he struggled to correct himself... only to hit something hard. He flailed in surprise, falling over and landing on his ass.]
Oww...! What the hell?
[He reached back to rub his ass, looking around to see what he hit, only to see some small, red, heart-shaped fon tech sitting on the ground. He frowned at it, poking at the buttons until one of them was pressed down, letting out... something. He wasn't really sure what it was supposed to be, but it didn't sound like music. Luke fumbled, managing to turn it off with a cry of exasperation.]
Sheesh! Stupid...
[He grumbled under his breath, tossing the stupid thing away so he could get back to practice. Or at least... try to. He let out a sigh as he raised his sword, trying to focus with little luck. Funny, he really wanted to be around someone right now...]
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[Because Asch really, come on, what are you doing with your hands all over your replica like he's suddenly your girlfriend.]
But hey. Don't mind me if I interrupted a moment or something. [Or mind. Mind a whole lot, that'd be cool, too.] Who knows what you could've been doing had there not been someone else here.
[Good thing he's here to just lean back against the wall and watch you! The Amazing Guy saves the virtues of the poor maiden minds of Luke and the wiley attempts of Asch once again.]
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N-nothing like that was going on, Guy! I swear!
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Hate to disappoint, but whatever show you think you're going to get isn't happening.
[And then he tucks his head against Luke's neck again and closes his eyes, smirking a bit to himself. Sorry Guy, if you wanted him - early bird gets the replica.]