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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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No.

...thank you. But it doesn't.

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...If you're sure.

[A pause, and then-] I could leave.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy is quiet for a very, very long time. And then:]



Don't.

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Wouldn't it be easier if I was gone?

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[At that, Guy jerks around and grabs Luke's arm.]

Never say that. Ever.

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[Luke flinches a little at that, lifting his eyes in surprise.] Guy...

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[That pretty much makes his point, so after meeting and holding Luke's gaze for a while Guy lets go, turning back around.]

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[Luke takes a step back first, then a step forward, finally just stopping and rubbing his arm lightly.] ...Sorry. I just don't know what to do... you're always helping me, even when it hurts you.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Helping you doesn't hurt me, Luke. It never has.

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...But I'm not them.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

What difference does it make? I loved them both. I'm sure, after some time, I'll love you too.

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I shouldn't even exist. What right do I have...?

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy reaches over and cuffs Luke soundly on the head.]

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Owww... what was that for? [He rubs his head sorely, surprised again.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

You know what it was for.

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...Sorry. [He's mumbling it, somewhat reluctantly.]

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[Guy gives Luke a stern look, but just turns away with a sigh.] No you're not. But at least you're listening.

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Are you mad?

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

I'm a little annoyed, but I'm not mad. I know how you get.

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'How I get'...

[It's... weird. Because a part of him is thriving in the self-depreciating attitude and the other is raging at it, but they both...

...no, it's not worth getting into.]

I'll try not to be that way anymore.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

... [Guy isn't sure if he should tell him to do what he wants or to do what Guy wants, but leaves it alone for now.] All right.

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We're still friends, right? [That's what he'd said, wasn't it? In Aramis Springs? The memory is there, but so is the feeling of loss, of expected disappointment, of a need that would never be fulfilled.

He's not sure he'll ever get used to this.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

...yeah. We're still friends.

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[dissonates]

...That's all I need, then.

Thanks, Guy.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Don't mention it.