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hisapprentice) wrote2014-01-13 10:48 am
hisapprentice) wrote2014-01-13 10:48 am
[Puzzle 016]
[Fifteen.
Contrary to his nature, Luke rises early, gets himself ready, even tidies up his room - which is hardly messy to begin with. The last thing he does is place his stuffed penguin at the head of the bed, against his pillows, and hold down a sigh.
Hearing no other noise in the house, he puts on his hat and coat and heads for the stables. Best to use this early start to do something, and the horses are good company all around. He notices with some surprise that certain things, hanging on the stable walls, are easier for him to reach now than the last time he remembers struggling for them.
Once that's done, Luke considers and discards several now-too-lonely places: the bakery, the library, even the school. He spends a while in the tea shop, reading but not puzzling, and frowning at his tea. When that is too much of a strain he ambles to the bakery anyway, for a cupcake. Just one cupcake.
Which he promptly leaves in its bakery box on the edge of the fountain while he spends the afternoon trying to build a snow fort. There are already some odd half-finished sculptures around that he thinks he can use. Beside the box is his open journal; he stands over it for a while thinking about a message, before writing one (messy, because he wears mittens and the ink in the pen is cold too):]
Come play in the snow by the fountain. I'm making a fortress.
[[ooc: Pretend this is dated the 12th ok yes. Luke's arbitrary canonless birthday! /throws confetti. This is the part where I have no idea how to play a growing-up young man, but I promise to do my best.]]
Contrary to his nature, Luke rises early, gets himself ready, even tidies up his room - which is hardly messy to begin with. The last thing he does is place his stuffed penguin at the head of the bed, against his pillows, and hold down a sigh.
Hearing no other noise in the house, he puts on his hat and coat and heads for the stables. Best to use this early start to do something, and the horses are good company all around. He notices with some surprise that certain things, hanging on the stable walls, are easier for him to reach now than the last time he remembers struggling for them.
Once that's done, Luke considers and discards several now-too-lonely places: the bakery, the library, even the school. He spends a while in the tea shop, reading but not puzzling, and frowning at his tea. When that is too much of a strain he ambles to the bakery anyway, for a cupcake. Just one cupcake.
Which he promptly leaves in its bakery box on the edge of the fountain while he spends the afternoon trying to build a snow fort. There are already some odd half-finished sculptures around that he thinks he can use. Beside the box is his open journal; he stands over it for a while thinking about a message, before writing one (messy, because he wears mittens and the ink in the pen is cold too):]
Come play in the snow by the fountain. I'm making a fortress.
[[ooc: Pretend this is dated the 12th ok yes. Luke's arbitrary canonless birthday! /throws confetti. This is the part where I have no idea how to play a growing-up young man, but I promise to do my best.]]
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[That doesn't deter Emil for long, though.]
What are you reading? Is it a good book?
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I guess in a way I'm still sort of solving puzzles. I know I'm not nearly as good of a detective as he is, though.
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I've read that one! I heard Sherlock Holmes was really famous in his world because of how good he was at solving mysteries. I can see why... he always manages to figure out who did it, even if there aren't any obvious clues. He notices all of these things I never would've thought of to look for.
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He remembers Inspector Lestrade.]
It really teaches you a lot about seeing the details of a puzzle, or your surroundings.
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I think the last one makes more sense than the first two.
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We have these books, at home. But I've...I've met some of these people, here. At least one of them.
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[WHOA HOW DID HE NOT KNOW THIS, THAT IS AWESOME.]
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[There was another, too. Luke doesn't like to talk about him, as his every attempt at friendliness was met with gruff shoving-off and he made a geographical mistake.]
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[Okay, so Inspector Lestrade isn't Sherlock Holmes, but still. It's good enough for Emil.]
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