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[The feed shows a nice view of absolutely nothing. There is, however, the sound of someone spitting. Very lovely. He just woke up with a mouthful of dead rotting leaves. His day is off to a great freaking start, that's what.]
Ugh, nasty! Ow--... ow... ow. [Don't let the nonchalance fool you. He's realizing he's alive. Taking in a deep breath, and letting it out.
He's alive.
... And also FREEZING COLD. But wait until he finds a way home! This is impossible, but maybe-- just maybe--]
Hahah... jeez, it's c-c-cold. Am I in K-Keterburg or something?
-- Hey, what's...
[And here's when he brushes the journal off. Hello, there's a half-naked redhead getting up close and personal, and turning it upside down, and then shaking it out a bit. What is this strange and mystifying technology? It sure as hell isn't his journal.]
Weird.
[Feeling something tickle his shoulder, he reaches over to brush it off. And then he notices the wings, red with gold tips just like his hair. He has wings. This is not a drill. Luke drops the journal in favor of screaming like the grown man he isn't.]
W-what the hell is going on!?
[NO LUKE DON'T PULL ON THOSE--] —OW! [Yeah, that hurt more than anything else in his life. Now he's curled up over his knees again, trying not to cry. He almost blacked out there.]
G-guess they're real...
Ugh, nasty! Ow--... ow... ow. [Don't let the nonchalance fool you. He's realizing he's alive. Taking in a deep breath, and letting it out.
He's alive.
... And also FREEZING COLD. But wait until he finds a way home! This is impossible, but maybe-- just maybe--]
Hahah... jeez, it's c-c-cold. Am I in K-Keterburg or something?
-- Hey, what's...
[And here's when he brushes the journal off. Hello, there's a half-naked redhead getting up close and personal, and turning it upside down, and then shaking it out a bit. What is this strange and mystifying technology? It sure as hell isn't his journal.]
Weird.
[Feeling something tickle his shoulder, he reaches over to brush it off. And then he notices the wings, red with gold tips just like his hair. He has wings. This is not a drill. Luke drops the journal in favor of screaming like the grown man he isn't.]
W-what the hell is going on!?
[NO LUKE DON'T PULL ON THOSE--] —OW! [Yeah, that hurt more than anything else in his life. Now he's curled up over his knees again, trying not to cry. He almost blacked out there.]
G-guess they're real...
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[It's not like they had a choice, being drafted into this war. Maybe the others don't have a choice, either.
He remembers the replicas forced to go into battle. Sometimes they were replica soldiers, wearing full mail and plate and having no idea what they were doing. Sometimes there were real soldiers. It all hurt the same. Luke has some qualities in common with monsters, but that's...
There has to be another way. Right?]
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[He looks towards Luke hesitantly.]
I'm sorry, Luke. You've ended up arriving in quite the mess.
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-- It's okay. I mean, it's not really okay that they're doing these things, but I'll be fine. I get to be with everyone again, so whatever happens, we'll deal with it together.
[He smiles, soft and maybe a touch sad.]
But... thanks, Jade.
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But now? It seems like he and Luke can now talk on equal terms about it. They both came from the same time. And they both understood what a second chance this was.
Jade smiles back at Luke, his hands folded in his pockets.]
Think nothing of it, Luke. After all... I'd have to admit that I'm quite pleased for this opportunity as well. I've hoped to be able to see you again.
[And the smile turns trolly.]
After all, I'm certain that I haven't harassed you nearly enough the first time around.
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It's the best kind of welcome he could ever hope to receive, if he even let himself hope for anything. Of course, right as the air starts to get mushy, Jade slams it with some of his usual humor.
Luke ducks his head, smiling brightly and trying not to laugh too hard. He can't help a chuckle, though.]
Uh huh. I missed you, too.
[-- and then he trips, flails, and just barely stays standing. Because he is a graceful creature.]
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You didn't have enough time to miss me, Luke. Then again, it took you only one second to miss your balance, so perhaps my judgement is too hasty.
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He huffs, mumbling:]
It's different when you don't expect to come back.
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And there Luke goes... defeating his joke with more emotionality. Jade's smile fades.]
I can't quite say that I know the feeling. [He quietly adjusts his glasses, reflecting on his own near death experience at Luceti. He may understand more than he knows.] But I can understand where it's coming from.
[And just like that, he assumes a casual air again.]
Very well, Luke. You may resume having missed me to your heart's content.
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Don't worry, I won't hug you again. ... Unless you've suddenly decided you want to.
... Nah, that might be weird..
[Teasing is easier, even if he falls flat on that sometimes.]
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Jade keeps on leading the way, smirking and adjusting his glasses as he moves.]
I'm afraid that no miracles have returned. But rest assured, you'll receive more than your fair share of such affection form your more compatible friends.
...Despite the fact that a number of them should still be unaware of your actual fate.
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What? But-- but everyone--
[And here he thought he could live without hiding that. That's a big thing to hide.]
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Tear may have an idea... but otherwise, I believe that the others should be mostly unaware of your fate. [He thinks it's only fair to give Luke this information, so that he can do what he sees fit with it.]
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Then, if I leave... they won't know I'm actually...
[Yeah, he's not just ~going home~, it's not that simple.]
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