hisapprentice | [Puzzle 011]

[It's early in the morning, and there's a commotion. The village knows about this commotion because things are scattered in the scuffle, including Luke's journal. It thunks onto the floor of the apartment, open and 'on' enough to record...well.

The sounds of a scuffle.

Bangs and clangs and the occasional mechanical whirr or someone shouting (classic noir American accent or subtle/overt British one, take your pick!) and the end result is a nice, spread-out flurry of chaos.

In which one of the people living in the apartment is no longer there.

After a while, there are footsteps; it's Luke trudging over to pick up his journal and gingerly talk into it.]

Um. They came and...took Czes- Benjamin. [Not without a fight!] Maiza and Professor Layton and I tried to stop them, but it- it didn't work. Sorry. [...] Maybe he won't be gone for long.

[[ooc: Those replying may get an answer from Luke, Maiza, or Layton! Depends on who's got the journal at the moment, and who's off trying to clean up the mess in a dejected manner.]]

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That does sound scary! I'm glad you were all right though, and I hope it never happens again.

[Well, he has a point. Stillness isn't the natural state of the young boy, let alone Luke Triton.]

Hm. Can I at least interest you in lunch? I imagine you must be hungry by now.

Lunch! [Ah, and he almost sprang to his feet at that one but alas, his ribs protesteth and he gets up a lot more slowly.] That sounds like a great idea.

[That's the ticket.]

Well then, we have a plan. Shall we prepare something in the kitchen or make an expedition?

Could we please go somewhere else? [This is going to be a nice contrast with the beat-around-the-bush teenager who protested seeing a doctor earlier today.] I like it here but I keep...thinking they're going to come back.

[If only he could reassure Luke that it wouldn't happen again.]

All right, let's get a move on. I'll help you tidy up when we get back.

That's all right, you did a lot of that this morning, didn't you? [While Luke slept, and tried and failed to not be bored.] Besides, it's my room too. Let me just...

[Get his hat, from the bed. There. Feels better already.]

[If Luke is sure...]

That looks more like the Luke I know. [He backs out the door and heads for the exit.]

Is there any place in particular you'd like to go? I trust your nose for food more than mine.

We could go to the restaurant! They have some of everything. [It is likely that in his tenure here he's eaten some of everything.] I don't know about tea though, if they've got it I mean.

[Luke seems to be taking this in stride so he decides to do the same.]

Sure, why not?

We'll make sure there's somewhere comfortable for him to rest at all times. Otherwise, we've just got to be mentally prepared. You and Luke are probably more experienced with this sort of thing than the Professor and I.

... I'd assuming you'd be dropping by, yeah?

Is that so. I got it -- I'll pay attention and make sure he's all right when he comes back.

Thank you for telling me.

Oh? That seems like a bit of an oversight.

[Is this what you'd call culture shock??]

[After a stretch of trying to remember if he knows this puzzle, Luke shrugs. Carefully.]

Of course I do.

They might, I just haven't asked. There's a separate place just for tea if you want it. [And if not, well, they're remiss in their menu aren't they?] You'll just have to teach the people here about tea, Professor.

...What happened to Czes?

[He has to know. Could it have something to do with what Czes said happened on the train? Why wasn't he told about this before?]

Yeah... They'll... probably do somethin' extra weird to him when he comes back. It only lasts a few weeks, but sometimes... Well, it can be drastic.

'Course I am. I can't leave you guys to deal with it on your own.

Excellent. [We'll convert you yet, Maiza. He drops the top on the kettle before finding a pen and memo pad nearby.]

Here are two categories, A and B:

A Group:
ENAN
HIRS
OILE
AUGH

B Group:
RALE
MAER
TAOO
MIEN

[Of course, he writes all of this down for Luke and Maiza's benefit.]

According to this logic, can you properly sort ARGE, KELE, and URRE?

Why, I would be more than happy to hold a seminar or two on the subject. The only question is whether I'd be able to attract enough students to justify the venture.

[He would attend such a class, but he's not deluded enough to think many people share his passion.]

I bet you would! Sometimes there's not a whole lot to do here, so- [That makes it sound like a tea seminar would be just one level above boredom. Luke barely stops himself from slapping both hands over his mouth.] Um, so something new would be extra interesting.

[He'll just take that comment with a dash of optimism.]

Then I'll be sure to consider it. Though I suspect there are others here better suited to lecturing about tea than I.

[The keeper of the tea shop, for one. Hopefully.]

Don't be silly! You're almost as much of a tea expert as you are for puzzles.

[Luke is being a little silly instead. After all that tea-making in Folsense what does he expect? He has shimmied himself into his cold-weather coat and is standing by the door.]

Ha ha, your faith is always appreciated, my boy.

[Layton picks up his trunk and takes a look around the flat in case they've forgotten anything. He heads for the door but pauses when he sees Luke.]

I think it's going to be rather warm today. Are you sure you want to bring your coat?

[Air conditioning: how often it trumps our estimation of the weather.]

[After the icy rain incident it's hard to think of being unprepared. But, if he says it's warm. Give him a minute to get out of the coat and pick up his bag again.]

There really is a school here. I bet you could teach if you wanted to even though it's not a university.

It's really not my business to tell you. [He would 'hmph' and cross his arms but that would hurt so he won't.]

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