Start over again

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Characters: AU!Repliku/'Ri' and anyone; AU!Luke and anyone
Setting: Luke: Floors 51, 28, and various; Ri: 10, 100, 1
Format: I like action brackets, but I'll match prose
Summary: Luke tries on his new outfit and then decides to show it off, also practices music, Repliku tests his new non-film sword a bit and also tries his hand at drawing some more. Backdated to the first two weeks of January.
Warnings: none so far

>>Luke<<

Music Room (28), afternoons-evenings

[If anyone's been in the music room for any part of January, they've likely seen or had to deal with Luke. Luke and his fairly terrible piano-playing, since he just started learning it two months prior and just now got into actually stringing notes together to make songs

Well, he's not always playing the piano. Sometimes he's staring at some sheet music he's managed to acquire and trying to make sense of it.]

Sewing Room (51), evenings

[Because even musical instruments can only hold Luke's attention so long, he can be found in the sewing room as well. Attempting to make...something. Lefties and sewing materials don't mix very well...care to laugh at his potential failure?]

Various; anytime during the first week of January

[Wherever you are, you might run into Luke--or at least pass by him on your way somewhere, but for a couple days, he's wearing something a bit fancier than normal. Part of it's for show, part of it's because it's warmer than his usual attire.]

>>Ri<<

Forest (6), afternoons

[What better to test a new sword on than Tower monsters? Or Tower animals, at least, even though the ones on floor 6 could definitely qualify for 'monster' status. Repliku's magic hasn't come back to him fully--all he can cast currently are weakened versions of the basic spells, Fire, Ice and Thunder--so he's relying on his sword skills lately. With an actual sword this time, no keyblades here right now.]

Floor 100, anytime

[When he's not sparring or in the cafeteria, he's most likely found on floor 100, still appearing to him as Destiny Islands, with a sketchbook in his lap and a small doll resting against his side.]

Cafeteria, during mealtimes

[Food is awesome, even if it's film food. Anything is better than nutrition bars, and Rep isn't missing any meal, just in case. Feel free to bother him wherever he's sitting.]

Comments

[Luke, Music Room]

[sarcasmancer]

[It's as Jade is ascending the stairwell that he happens to glance into this particular floor and recognize a certain mop of bright red hair, sitting at a piano bench and staring at several sheets of paper. Jade can't see them from here, but the serious way in which Luke is peering at them prompts him to step onto the floor here.

Quietly. Very quietly. Which he'll continue to be as he approaches, keeping himself at Luke's back where he won't be spotted in peripheral vision, until he's at the redhead's back and looming peeking over his shoulder at what he's got. And, knowing perfectly well that he's highly likely to scare the living daylights out of Luke:]

Studying hard?

1/3

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[Highly likely indeed. Luke doesn't even know there's another person on the floor, let alone anyone sneaking up on him, until Jade's right behind him. Which is about a second before Jade speaks, so he jumps anyway, dropping his papers in surprise and nearly falling off the bench.]

GAH! Wh-what the...?

2/3

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JADE! Don't do that!

[sarcasmancer]

[See that wide, serene smile? It doesn't budge one bit when you freak out, Luke. Jade doesn't even blink.]

Hmm? Don't do what? Ask questions? How silly of you, Luke; you can't reasonably expect people to stop being curious.

[ambassadorasshat]

Sneak up on me! I didn't even hear you walk up!

[The last couple words are said as he leans down to gather up his dropped music.]

Luke, sewing room

[warriorscribe]

*Lucifel will be getting his powers back soon. Who knows if he'll be able to summon real things then, or if simply creating things is beyond the reach of these golem bodies? This is why Enoch is erring on the side of caution before anything else, picking out a length of green fabric to work on in his room later...and he notices a familiar young man. One who seems to be having trouble.*

Do you need any help?

[ambassadorasshat]

[Luke is more familiar to Enoch than Enoch is to Luke, so Luke jumps slightly (he'd been looking for a pair of scissors) and then stares at Enoch after he asks his question.]

Uh...I guess so? I want to make a cloak...how do I make it so it fastens in the front?

[He grabs what appears to be a blue bedsheet from the table and drapes it around his shoulders, pinching it together in the front to show Enoch what he's talking about.]

[warriorscribe]

I've sometimes seen metal clasps in the workshop, but the most common way I make mine is with a loop inside and string to tie to it, or two strings or strips of cloth on each side.

*Enoch takes off his own cloak and shows Luke the strips of fabric on the inside he uses to tie it shut at the top.*

[ambassadorasshat]

[He peers at the cloak, folding a small part inside out so he can see how it's attached.]

Oh...you attached more fabric to it, then. That doesn't look too hard to do.

Gimme a Rep, floor 6

[keybearer]

[Well, after Rep finishes one of those critters, he might hear the sound of a whistling, followed by some light applause. Seems Riku's found him, and he's watching his double with a grin.]

Looks like you're hard at work.

[keywrite]

[For once, Riku's presence isn't even a bad thing. That is, after a quick glance around to make sure there aren't any weird animals in the immediate area, Rep glances back to see who's joined him. And raises an eyebrow before wandering over to join him, sword resting on one shoulder.]

Something like that. How long have you been standing there?

[keybearer]

Forever.

[He leans towards his copy as he says this, trying and failing to pull off a menacing laugh.

Mostly, he's just messing with him.]

Luke > Various/Stairway?

[invisible_friendship]

[After a month of having spent practically a month back on his world, part of him was actually kind of glad to be here. Here, where people were still active, and themselves. While it wasn't under normal circumstances, he would take over isolation any day.

Wandering the tower some, seeing what he might has missed; who was here, and who left, Jonouchi stumbled upon Luke by chance. At first he was caught by surprised with unusually formal attire, but quickly regained his composure. Really the blonde was just relieved to see a familiar face.]

Hey, Luke! What's with the get up?

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[Ohey, Jou. Long time no see!]

Huh? Oh, hey...where've you been? I haven't seen you at all lately.

[It takes him a second to realize Jou asked a question.]

This? I dunno, I found it in my trunk. It's normally saved for special occasions, but it's a lot warmer than what I normally wear.

[Though slightly itchier, unfortunately. Especially around the neck.]

[invisible_friendship]

[The blonde froze for a moment before replying.] Eh, I took a long stroll by accident.

[Jonouchi gave him a second look over.]

Looks weird. [Buuuut if it kept Luke warmer.] But I guess that doesn't really matter here.

and now it's your turn for bother - dorm bathrooms?? sometime that first week idk

[bloodyashes]

[Luke isn't the only one who got something fancy for the new year - one of the sinks and mirror is currently occupied by his counterpart. Asch is leaning forward intently to fiddle with something in his hair, his hairbrush carefully balanced on the edge of the sink. If Luke looks a little closer, he'll probably recognize the hairpins Asch is adjusting - they were their mother's, after all.

At the sound of someone behind him, he looks up, then promptly looks back at the mirror, grumbling under his breath.]

You actually look like nobility for once.

Re: and now it's your turn for bother - dorm bathrooms?? sometime that first week idk

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Th...anks? I don't plan to wear this all the time, though...

[Luke had only ducked into the bathroom to adjust the ridiculous sash on his jacket. It kept threatening to slide off of his shoulder, and he was considering leaving it in his dorm along with the gloves that went with the outfit. He hadn't expected to run into Asch...nor had he expected Asch to be wearing hair pins.

Af course, he's going to expect them up close. Close enough to poke at one of them, in fact, risking Asch's anger.]

...Are you wearing Mother's jewelry?

[bloodyashes]

[His poking will get a growl and a smack of the investigating hand in response - not too hard, but hard enough to make the point.]

Is there some reason I shouldn't?

Luke, outside floor fifty-four, friday the third of January?

[fragileprophet]

[Ion had never been particularly fond of the doll shop floor--at least not since the time he had become a monster who had ripped apart a couple of his friends in its very aisles. Nonetheless, he was taking a moment to linger at the entrance before he moved on down the stairs.

He had to get over it sometime, didn't he?

His gaze tears away from the unsettling display of dolls when a familiar figure approaches. First, the Fon Master smiles. Then he beams when he sees what his friend is wearing.]

Luke! You look great! Did you recover that from home?

Works for me!

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Huh, this? I guess so...I found it in my trunk yesterday.

[He plays with the jacket's cuffs a bit. It's a bit too nice to wear normally, but he figures as long as he keeps food off of it and doesn't go into the messier rooms, it'll stay nice.]

They could've given me something more useful than clothes though...

[fragileprophet]

I see! I got this, myself. [Ion gestures toward the staff he carries in one hand. It felt as if it had been so long since he had been afforded it, but the weight of the staff was so familiar in his hand it was as if it had never left.]

But I think clothes are rather useful.

[Especially after his had gotten so uncomfortably bloody.]

Especially when you don't really know how to sew.

[That last bit is added with a bit of bashfulness.]

[Luke - Sewing Room-Evening] - 51

[melodyoftheabyss]

[ Tear actually finds him there trying to work on something and walks over to him, and speaking curiously. She wonders why he's hanging out in the sewing room and what he's been focusing on. ]

Do you need some assistance, Luke?

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[When Tear walks in, he's attempting to thread a needle. He's never actually sewn before, nor has he tried to learn. And he wasn't about to attempt one of the machines either, too complicated.]

Yes.

[He holds out a needle and a spool of thread to her.]

Show me how to thread this. There's no instructions.

[melodyoftheabyss]

[ Tear watched curiously as he attempted to do that, but seeing him attempting it was also very diligent of him. She kept her usual expression, even though he seemed to sound a bit demanding when he said that. It was Luke after all. She had deal with this kind of personality before. It shouldn't be too difficult, she hoped. ]

It is quite easy if you look at it carefully and insert it slowly.

[ The fonist replies as she shows him but not after removing her gloves so that she had a better grip on the needle and thread. She then shows him how she threads her needle. The small tiny thing of thread was inserted through one end and out the other. She then lets it roll out a foot or so, before cutting it off and making a knot at the very bottom. ]

Here you are, Luke.