[Puzzle 010]

[hisapprentice]

[All things considered, Luke has had better days.

It’s a strange and bothersome sort of Monday, isn’t it? No? Best check, because the child in the blue hat going from building to building armed with an array of chalks could end up bothering some a great deal.

What is he doing with the chalk? Well, to the extent that it is possible, all available flat vertical surfaces (within his reach, you understand) end up looking something like this. He has gone absolutely puzzle-mad. In the process of writing he circles buildings several times, dropping to the next line when he has gone around once.

Expecting to solve them? Good luck. Some are from memory but most are just words and numbers coming out of his head. The urge to write them all down is undefeatable. He ran out of paper – his apartmentmates will find the place strewn with loose pages covered in writing.

Good luck interrupting his puzzle-scrawling frenzy. He hasn't even stopped to eat.]

[[ooc: The result of a Katie-influenced desire to be creative in a visible fashion meeting Luke’s major source of creativity. Voila! Your walls are covered in puzzle.]]

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[selfdoubt]

[Well, this is strange.

It was a good day to grab some groceries so Hinata took this as an opportunity to get ahead of this task. She didn't expect, however, to come across these... markings on apartment walls. It's downright bizarre to say the least. Blinking, she observes them with curiosity. They don't seem like jutsu seals, so that's one down.

As she continuously observes them, she might come across their maker.]

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[hisapprentice]

[He just circles the outside until he runs out of space - or, in this case, into a ninja girl.

His hand pauses, briefly, but he doesn't look up.]

'Scuse me.

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[selfdoubt]

Ah, Luke-kun-!

[Hinata brightens up when she sees him but this smile turns lopsided the moment she notices that he's busy.]

Oh, I'm sorry for bothering you.

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[hisapprentice]

It's fine.

[In a distracted voice and with a frown because he wrote "fine" instead of "find" right there. His free hand rubs out the offending chalk and a D goes where the E was.]

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[selfdoubt]

[Hinata hesitates to speak again because he does seem busy but she's curious.]

I... see you like... [Um, what are these you like again??] Writing on walls?

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[immamartillo]

[Whatever Firo expected to see on his way to the Battledome, this was not it. He pauses and changes direction to stand by Luke's side, staring at the wall. Just looking at this stuff is giving him a headache; he's not even going to try and solve it. How can such a small kid keep all this in his head?]

Uh, Luke? What're you doin'?

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[hisapprentice]

[Luke's hand does not stop.]

Puzzles.

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[immamartillo]

Yeah?

[He reaches over to pat Luke's shoulder.]

Maybe you should slow down a bit. You've got a lot up there already.

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[hisapprentice]

I can't stop.

[There is no explanation for it. He just plain can't.]

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[immamartillo]

What do you mean you can't?

[He's assuming Luke means he has some sort of obligation, rather than that he physically or mentally can't stop.]

What's so important about this that you gotta get it all done now? How many people here could even solve these?

[emp3thy]

[That's... a lot of puzzles. All over his door. A harmlessly bizarre form of graffiti...

Minato watches him for a few minutes, hands in pockets, after coming home.]

Everything okay?

[hisapprentice]

Mmhmm. [Polite and terse, now please step back, you are right where the number 46 needs to go.]

[emp3thy]

[He does step back, still watching.]

Is that a puzzle?

[hisapprentice]

It's a lot of puzzles. [Without periods or question marks to delineate them. Words and numbers, numbers and words.]

[emp3thy]

Why are you drawing them on my door?

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[ofwesternwinds]

[When Rudy (finally) returns to CH3, it'd be a slight understatement to say something seemed... just a bit different. The door, the hallways, everything around the building--they were all covered in chalk and written were things he could barely make any sense of.

Most could dismiss it as a harmless prank but Rudy takes a look around anyway, eventually coming across the person responsible. Luke, what are you doing.]

Luke?

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[hisapprentice]

[Well the door was open, so now they've got it inside too.]

Hello.

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[ofwesternwinds]

Hey.

[There's a friendly wave before turning to examine the chalk display. That's a lot you've got up on those walls, Luke. For Rudy, it's a bit overwhelming just trying to go through all of them.]

What's going on here?

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[hisapprentice]

I'm doing puzzles. I don't have time to solve them all.

[The longest sentences he's gotten to yet, those.]

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[ofwesternwinds]

I think you've got enough up there already...

[And then some. If this is something Luke honestly enjoys doing, Rudy would just let him be. But it's still a bit odd to see him acting like this.]

Is there any reason you're, um, writing them out here?

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[devourthemfirst]

[Well the loose papers definitely doesn't go unnoticed. Czes picks up a few and reads them over but they don't make too much sense to him. And when he steps outside he finds the one responsible and just stares at them then looks at the wall]

Luke? What are you doing?

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[hisapprentice]

Writing puzzles.

[Something about Czes makes him pause, for a few seconds.]

Want to help?

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[devourthemfirst]

Sure, I guess. What kind of puzzles are these?

[Because bro they're all over the place stop writing]

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[hisapprentice]

The kind I'm making up as I go.

[Yeah he wrote a lot on paper first huh.]

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[devourthemfirst]

You're really just making these up as you go?

[He's a little impressed.

...He might be able to use that skill one day]