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paradisalost2009-05-03 10:47 pm
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[There's the lightest shuffle of grass. It could be the wind, except it's moving the wrong direction, and darting between buffalo, who don't really like being bothered. Occasionally one snorts and moves away, in which case the strange 'breeze' pauses for a minute, then continues.
Said wind catches the attention of at least one teenager in the group nearby: Yosuke. He takes a glance around, then decides to investigate on his own. No need to bother anyone with it, in case it turns out to be his imagination. That doesn't stop him from grabbing his knives, though. Just in case.] Hello?
[Hey, that voice is familiar. Unfortunately, this grass is awful thick. What would Yosuke do if some tallish wild man with spiky red hair suddenly popped out right in front of him? 'Cause that's what's happening.
... He would yell, like so:] Whoa! [Then he would jump back and hold his knives in front of him for defensive purposes.] Watch out, you—!! ... ... Luke?
[Luke looks a little odd. He's taller than Yosuke by an inch, his hair is super long, and he's wearing some warmer version of his usual garments. The huge dark cape thing could use some patching up too.
The smile is all Luke, though.]
Hey.
[For a moment, Yosuke is silent. Taking in all the differences, no doubt.]
You... "Hey"? That's all you have to say? Where have you been!? After that hyperresonance, you just... disappeared!
[His sheepish grin fades.]
Look, it's... it's a long story. The hyperresonance was an accident. Somehow I went back home, and I woke up in the woods. I figured everyone'd left without me so I followed the trail and ended up here.
I'm tired and hungry and still sorta confused myself. ... And I'm sorry.
[Not sure what to say to that, Yosuke crosses his arms and tries not to pout.]
You worried a bunch of people, man. ... but, uh, there's food back at the camp. C'mon.
[Luke looks pretty pouty himself. Strange to be pouting down at Yosuke for once. He sighs. His voice is definitely a notch deeper, but it could probably go away if he started whining again.]
Thanks... I'll have to borrow someone's journal or something. I don't know where mine went. Maybe it'll turn up.
[Yosuke starts leading the way. He hasn't noticed the height-thing yet thanks to them being on slightly uneven ground.] You can use mine. Think you could have vaporized your own when you teleported or whatever?
Right. [His footsteps are rather heavy. They cover up the sound of a GROWLING HUNGRY BOY STOMACH.] I dunno. It wasn't even with me when we were sparring...
Thennn it's probably back in your room.
[ooc: Joint post! Feel free to yell through Yosuke's journal or tackle Luke at the campsite or something.]
Said wind catches the attention of at least one teenager in the group nearby: Yosuke. He takes a glance around, then decides to investigate on his own. No need to bother anyone with it, in case it turns out to be his imagination. That doesn't stop him from grabbing his knives, though. Just in case.] Hello?
[Hey, that voice is familiar. Unfortunately, this grass is awful thick. What would Yosuke do if some tallish wild man with spiky red hair suddenly popped out right in front of him? 'Cause that's what's happening.
... He would yell, like so:] Whoa! [Then he would jump back and hold his knives in front of him for defensive purposes.] Watch out, you—!! ... ... Luke?
[Luke looks a little odd. He's taller than Yosuke by an inch, his hair is super long, and he's wearing some warmer version of his usual garments. The huge dark cape thing could use some patching up too.
The smile is all Luke, though.]
Hey.
[For a moment, Yosuke is silent. Taking in all the differences, no doubt.]
You... "Hey"? That's all you have to say? Where have you been!? After that hyperresonance, you just... disappeared!
[His sheepish grin fades.]
Look, it's... it's a long story. The hyperresonance was an accident. Somehow I went back home, and I woke up in the woods. I figured everyone'd left without me so I followed the trail and ended up here.
I'm tired and hungry and still sorta confused myself. ... And I'm sorry.
[Not sure what to say to that, Yosuke crosses his arms and tries not to pout.]
You worried a bunch of people, man. ... but, uh, there's food back at the camp. C'mon.
[Luke looks pretty pouty himself. Strange to be pouting down at Yosuke for once. He sighs. His voice is definitely a notch deeper, but it could probably go away if he started whining again.]
Thanks... I'll have to borrow someone's journal or something. I don't know where mine went. Maybe it'll turn up.
[Yosuke starts leading the way. He hasn't noticed the height-thing yet thanks to them being on slightly uneven ground.] You can use mine. Think you could have vaporized your own when you teleported or whatever?
Right. [His footsteps are rather heavy. They cover up the sound of a GROWLING HUNGRY BOY STOMACH.] I dunno. It wasn't even with me when we were sparring...
Thennn it's probably back in your room.
[ooc: Joint post! Feel free to yell through Yosuke's journal or tackle Luke at the campsite or something.]

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Iiiiinoooo! Sorry I'm late! I thought I'd never catch up with you guys.
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dictated forevah; 1/3
'That voice...'
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Hey, Yosuke, lemme see your journal.
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Yosuke-san, you found him?!
[and he's yelling into the journal, sorry guys]
Luke, where've you been?!
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Subaru! I--
[fhdsjkf]
I... went home. For two years.
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Aha... d-did you get any taller? [nervous giggle]
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Dictated; 1/ fuck if I know I can't sleep right now wryyyyy
!!
Dictated; 2/3
Dictated; 3/3
dictated back!;
dictated foreverz;
aww that icon ;;
it's been getting a lot of use these past couple of days ;A;
OH GOD NOT THE PUPPY EYES DHJKLDF
DAMN EPILOGUE MADE ME BAW
I HAVE THE MUSIC FROM THE GAME'S, IT MAKES ME CRY FOR REAL ;;
WHEN THESE TWO FINALLY DO MEET UP I WILL HAVE 'PROMISE' ON REPEAT AND SOB FOREVER ;~;
fdjsf YES ;___;
/WIBBLING OVER HERE
/TOO... but alas I am sleepy.
/has work in three hours HI BED
GO GO GO
... I put 'Promise' on repeat now. /baws in corner
AWWWWWW ;_;
I changed the song and this one is no better. fffff
in that icon Luke is like 'hay babe whats ur fonon frequency'
El oh el oh el, gee jay, Luke.
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1/2 Late 'cause I fell asleep
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Oh, so you're all right~
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... Sorry for up and disappearing like that.
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Luke!
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Hey, Allen!
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So you're the infamous Luke.
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Uh... [Sheepish smile here. Caught!] Infamous? Since when?
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Dictated
dictated forever;
What about you? Disappointed I came back?
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