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hisapprentice) wrote2014-09-23 04:57 am
hisapprentice) wrote2014-09-23 04:57 am
[Puzzle 018]
[For house 48]
[A typical day in this house begins with Luke up and about, making breakfast and tea. Whether Firo shows up to have any is up to him. School's back in session and he needs an earlier start, that's all. This morning is no different, Luke pulls on his sweater while walking into the kitchen, headed for the refrigerator. It's when he pulls open the door that everything gets weird - starting with the whole room losing its household vibe and becoming much more...archaeological.]
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[Incredulous adventures aside, Luke finds it difficult to adjust to the busier lifestyle that comes with school starting and warmer weather ending. It gets darker, colder, Luke grows lonelier. He's out and about in the autumn sun, off to his usual stop at the bakery (okay, okay, one of his three or four usual stops) when a brownish figure passes him going in the opposite direction.
Luke stops. Spinning left, he sees the figure retreating down the path the way he came, and though all logic tells him it can't be real, he takes off running after it.]
Professor! [Because there is no one else. It must be him.] Professor, wait! Just- hold on a minute, please!
[Luke did not realize a vision from the past could hurt so much. When Layton's back and top hat fade into a false mist and then nothingness, Luke has run himself all the way back across the village, nearer to the rec center. Out of breath and out of spirit, he sits down on a bench to stare at the dirt.
Today is awful.]
[A typical day in this house begins with Luke up and about, making breakfast and tea. Whether Firo shows up to have any is up to him. School's back in session and he needs an earlier start, that's all. This morning is no different, Luke pulls on his sweater while walking into the kitchen, headed for the refrigerator. It's when he pulls open the door that everything gets weird - starting with the whole room losing its household vibe and becoming much more...archaeological.]
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[Incredulous adventures aside, Luke finds it difficult to adjust to the busier lifestyle that comes with school starting and warmer weather ending. It gets darker, colder, Luke grows lonelier. He's out and about in the autumn sun, off to his usual stop at the bakery (okay, okay, one of his three or four usual stops) when a brownish figure passes him going in the opposite direction.
Luke stops. Spinning left, he sees the figure retreating down the path the way he came, and though all logic tells him it can't be real, he takes off running after it.]
Professor! [Because there is no one else. It must be him.] Professor, wait! Just- hold on a minute, please!
[Luke did not realize a vision from the past could hurt so much. When Layton's back and top hat fade into a false mist and then nothingness, Luke has run himself all the way back across the village, nearer to the rec center. Out of breath and out of spirit, he sits down on a bench to stare at the dirt.
Today is awful.]
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I don't know. Not here. Probably not even in Luceti.
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Has he learned a method of casting illusions across worlds?! That would be... amazing! I expect no less from you, Gai-Sensei!
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No! I don't mean that either! It's a- a shift or something, all right?
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A... a shift? What makes you think that, Luke-kun?
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[His shoulders rise as if to add, all right? Are you satisfied? though Lee is not the object of his venom.]
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Are you saying that you saw someone as well?
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[Lee, what.]
It doesn't matter, he would have answered me if he could hear me at all. But instead, he just kept on walking away, very fast. It can't have been real.
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But... ah. [His expression sinks.] Your new point seems to settle it. Gai-Sensei didn't respond to me, either. I thought it was part of the test... but if you believe with your heart that this man should have responded to you as well, then... [He closes his eyes.]
Perhaps it is connected! You must be telling... a bittersweet truth.
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[Unlike Lee, Luke does not engage in frivolous shouting this time. He sits back down on the now-righted bench, back in a slump.]
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Sometimes... sweetness must be searched for. It is not always so visible!
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But you're not going to find it if it isn't there.
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But! What if, all along, it could be found... [He points dramatically towards Luke's heart.] right here?!
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A language Luke understands!
But he is not in the mood for pointing activities. He looks at Lee's hand, snorts a short laugh, and shakes his head.]
Is everyone like you where you're from?
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Ah... To tell the truth, few people seem to embrace youth as much as myself or Gai-Sensei. Gai-Sensei has only been able to pass on one of our jumpsuits to Naruto-kun. But I do hope that if we keep working hard, our other peers will see the true values of the springtime of youth and join us!
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No. It's like they speak two just-different-enough languages.]
You don't...want to get old, is that it?
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