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[It's been almost a week since 'Luke' returned from his kidnapping, and over the past few days he's been trying to get used to his new... living arrangements. His mind is still something of a jumble, but despite that he's out and about, really exploring the village instead of wandering aimlessly from the mountains. More than likely, he'll be lurking close to the houses of people he knew, as either Luke or Asch, though he's too antsy to knock or say hello. He's also carting around the Key of Lorelei, the sword Asch had before.

As he walks, he'll be randomly jotting down a seemingly randomized set of numbers. Though some might find it familiar:]

3.14159265358979322946...

[...Yeah, he's definitely still a bit scatterbrained. Bother hiiiiim.]

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[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

[At that, Stella takes a step closer, trying to catch a look at his eyes. She even reaches a hand up, not touching his cheek, but halfway there.]

You...?

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[He doesn't move, though he does lift his eyes a bit, reluctantly looking at her.] Yeah.

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

[It's difficult to understand... So she goes ahead and rests her hand against his cheek.]

But you still have Asch's memories... and Luke's.

[dissonates]

[He shrugs, eyes averting once more.] What's left of them is in me. It's... inevitable. The fate of original and replica. [At least, that's what Jade said.]

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

That's... [She's not sure what word to describe it. It's... sad. Her two dear friends are gone... She has to duck her head.]

[dissonates]

[Noticing this, he turns away completely.] Sorry.

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Don't apologize! [Is the first thing out of her mouth, more worried than forceful, and she moves forward to hold his forearm with both hands.] It isn't your fault...

[dissonates]

It doesn't matter whose fault it is. It's still causing trouble for people.

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Only because we miss both Asch and Luke.

[dissonates]

[A pause.] ...Both?

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Of course. They're both my friends... I wouldn't have shown Asch my teriques in that state if I didn't trust him as a close friend.

[dissonates]

[That's... soothing, if nothing else. He smiles, the expression slightly bitter, but honest, at least.]

He trusted you too, for what it's worth now.

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

[It's saddening, but she still smiles.]

I'm happy to hear that.

[dissonates]

Maybe someday we can make new memories. Happy ones. That'd be good, right?

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

I'd love that. [She widens her smile as she tugs on his arm a bit.] Speaking of which, would you like to help me?

[dissonates]

Help? What, with getting that uniform back?

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Exactly. I was the one who stuck it up there, after all.

[dissonates]

What can I do?

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Make sure I don't get stuck. And be there in case I drop it.

[dissonates]

Uh... sure, I don't mind.

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

Good. [Come come, let's go to the tallest tree!]

[dissonates]

[Stella, you're a crazyface, you know that? He's following, though.]

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

[Of course she does, but this is also to prove that she'd to include him in what she's doing. So she walks along with a bounce in her step - it feels nice to not limp around anymore. And soon, they arrive at the tree!]

Wait here. [With a flash of light, Stella's teriques appears as wings again. After a few flaps of the wings, she rises up into the air, heading up the tree to get the poor uniform that's waving in the wind.]

[dissonates]

[And so he waits as directed, watching carefully below just in case something happens and she falls. He's still kind of amazed; he's never seen anything like it.]

[goldenfirefly.livejournal.com]

[Soon enough, she reaches the top of the tree and finds a good spot to hang on to. Wow, she really tied that one, didn't she... So, Stella attempts to untie it. Tugging, loosening... But she forgot how heavy the uniform is, what with all that metal. So, once it's loose enough, it ends up falling right out of the tree.]

Ah! [Stella tries to reach down and grab it, but alas! It keeps falling!]