redsworn ♪ i'm free, i'm free!

[chosenfake]

Who: Luke and people in the red flight.
What: Luke is back and he feels kind of dumb. He also made... some mediocre food.
Where: Ruby Sanctum
When: Post-kidnapping/rescue! It's a little backdated. So what.
Warnings: None.


[A. Post-kidnapping!]

[When Luke trudges back into the sanctum after being kidnapped, he looks exhausted. He's covered in dirt and he looks about as disheveled as one would expect. But he's okay, and he's in one piece, so that's what matters. He gets some odd looks from the dragons about, maybe because he was dumb enough to get himself kidnapped, haha...

He hasn't slept for several days, if the haunted look in his eyes is any indication.]

[B. Sometime after that, before/during/after Qilby's plot, idc.]

[After sleeping for about eighteen hours straight, Luke finally wakes up. He'd kill for a meal that wasn't stereotypical elven fare. After an hour or two, he returns with a couple of wild quail-like things. They smell pretty good on the fire, and the gently pan-fried chicken is soon finished.

He made some rice to go with it, but it's really dry. Like, really dry. Don't even look at the salad, he managed to accidentally dump a cup of vinaigrette on it and it's no good.

Whether he cares right now is debatable.]

Comments

[chosenfake]

[He flushes a bit at the reminder. Kaneis knows, and though he has a point, it doesn't really make Luke feel any better. If he's a child, then he should've been learning all he could, not playing god with swords and taking lives and...

... but it's too late now. All he can do is take these powers he's been given and maybe, just maybe, he can use them to their full potential.]

Really? That's all?

[Still, that's the kind of answer he was hoping for, maybe. If all it takes is willingness to learn-- well, that's fine. He can do that.]

Then I'll keep training. I don't think I'll ever be as good as Tear, but... if I can help someone, just once...

[He smiles a little, more sad than sweet.]

I'll be happy.

[wilder]

That's all.

[Zelos knows it's a selfish answer, and the sort of answer a lot more noble healers would frown upon. But hey, he wasn't going to lie to make himself look better. And it seemed to help the kid enough.]

[Which was both surprising and slightly concerning, but who was he to judge!]

If you healed a scratch, then I'm sure you'll be able to do more and help someone out one day. [Frankly he's not sure how to feel about Luke getting new light powers, but it wasn't exactly his place to protest it]

Just don't get frustrated if you don't get it quickly. If it is light magic, it's not an easy element to master. Hell, I still don't have it mastered. [uh...when he can use his light magic anyway]

[chosenfake]

[He laughs a little.]

Yeah, I'll try to remember that. Learning how to control my hyperresonance was harder. And scarier.

[He pokes at the remnants of his food.]

At least I'll be able to use magic. Master Van never taught me anything, and by the time I wanted to learn, it was basically too late.

[wilder]

Hyperresonance?

[He gives a little nod. Maybe fonons were harder to learn when you were older? Who knows. He leans back a little]

Well, if you need any help, I- [he frowns. Oh that's right, his magic's gone] Well at the very least, I can show you how to cauterize wounds.

[chosenfake]

Ah--

[And here he thought Asch had told Kaneis everything. He looks a little surprised, then closes his mouth and scratches the back of his head.]

Y-yeah, sure, I'd love to learn.

[He is conscious that he's dodging the question. Maybe it's time Kaneis knew. His tone is soft, his voice quiet so only he and Kaneis can hear.]

Hyperresonance is something only me and Asch can do. It's the power to make anything just-- stop existing. I... The first time I used it... an entire town disappeared.

[He isn't hungry anymore, so he just sets the quail bones aside. There's a certain heaviness, an acceptance. He knows he's basically a monster. He feels it most particularly when he wakes up at night, cold and sweating, fading images of soldiers and people disappearing when he touches them.]

-- Sorry, I shouldn't have said anything.

[wilder]

[Well that...certainly caught Zelos by surprise. He's seen and heard of some incredible powers that people have had before, but he's never heard of someone capable of making an entire town disappear. Only the Mana Cannon and the Nuclear bombs of Earth even came close to that]

[So yeah, it's a little startling - to say the least. His eyes definitely widen and his expression is one where he's not quite sure WHAT to make of this new information]

[Except oh, now the kid feels bad. Crap. He has to think of something to say]

N-No, it's fine. I mean, not that that happened but-

[he gives a feeble gesture.]

Sorry, I shouldn't have pried.

[chosenfake]

[He shakes his head, wearing a mild expression.]

We've been friends this long, and I ended up finding out some stuff about you along the way. It's only fair if you know some stuff about me, too. I just... didn't know how to bring it up.

[He looks at Zelos. He's smiling a little, a sad way that is awful and familiar.]

... If you don't want anything to do with me, I mean, I understand. But I've also tried to make up for what I did since then, so I hope you understand that, too.

[wilder]

Yeah...guess you do know some of my baggage.

[Maybe not all of it, but some. There was a lot of stuff he still hadn't told anyone.]

[He still is trying to make heads or tails of this. But...someone telling him he's free to not associate with them, because of what they did....it was almost funny. He shakes his head, rubbing the back of his neck]

...Heh. Nice try, but you can't get rid of me that easily.

[chosenfake]

[He looks a little surprised, like he expected Zelos to actually leave, despite the fact they both share the same sanctum.]

Really?

[But then his face lights up, relieved and sunny as ever.]

Hahah, I guess not!

[wilder]

[That...made Luke way happier than he thought it would. Which the implications of that are...troubling, to say the least.]

...You're one strange kid.

[chosenfake]

[Aaaaand right back to tsunning.]

H-hey! I'm not a kid!

[... He's eight years old, but that's just technicalities.]

[wilder]

[Oh good. He's so much better at talks that don't need for him to be personal or emotional]

Haven't we been over this before? I'm pretty sure you are.

[chosenfake]

[His cheeks are burning.]

You're just mad I pick all the carrots out of what you make.

[And that tone is totally like a kid's, Luke.]

[wilder]

[Oh yeah, that totally convinces him he's dealing with an adult here]

Hey, I'm not mad about that. I'm just saddened you have poor tastes.

But whatever. Just don't blame me if you end up with crappy eyesight.